Chapter Forty-Seven: A Strange and Intimate Dream
Chen Yi trotted out of the control room and came to the door of the villa.
"What's the matter, what about the blood crow?" Chen Yi ran over and reached out to take the net in Black Hawk's hand and looked at it.
"Don't you see?" Black Hawk asked.
"See, in a blink of an eye, it's gone."
"Then you still ask."
"No, what the hell is going on? Is there really a ghost? ”
"I didn't really believe in this before, but now I do." Black Hawk said heavily.
"Believe what?"
"There's a ghost."
"......" Chen Yi threw the net in his hand out.
Goosebumps rose in an instant, and he shrunk his neck, leaned next to Black Hawk, and reached out to grab his arm.
Black Eagle knew that he was scared, and he didn't bother to joke and laugh at him, Ren Chenyi hugged his arm.
looked at King Junyan, who had been pondering and not speaking: "Second Master, what should I do?" ”
"Tonight's events have left their men rotting in their stomachs, find a way to find Vikas." There was silence for dozens of seconds before King Junyan spoke.
"Yes."
Black Eagle knew very well in his heart that what happened when the second master was born had already caused a storm in the city.
If this is spread tonight, the people of the Jun family will not know what to say.
will be more serious and say that the second master is an "ominous person", and then take the opportunity to expel him from the Jun family tree.
The second master himself doesn't care, but he's afraid that Grandpa Jun will worry about him.
In short, more is better than less.
"Is there no movement over there Ye Yi?"
"No, since the last birthday party, Vikas hasn't appeared, and he hasn't looked for Ye Yi, he has obviously solved it, I really don't know what he wants to do."
"Find a way to see if there is anything like my tattoo on Ye Yi's body."
"Yes."
"Meow~" Yan Xiaobao pulled Jun Yan Wang's trouser legs.
King Junyan lowered his head, looked at the little guy at his feet, and bent down to pick it up.
"Didn't you ask you to wait for me in your room?"
"Meow~" Yan Xiaobao rubbed in his arms.
People aren't worried about you?
"Jingyuan needs to be on guard, you can arrange it." After Jun Yan Wang finished speaking, he took Yan Xiaobao back to the living room and went upstairs.
"Yes."
After taking care of things, Black Hawk and Chen Yi also went back to rest.
opened the door, and just saw Lin Zihao, who had finished taking a bath, coming out of the bathroom while wiping his hair that was still dripping.
Lin Zihao glanced at it, didn't speak, and went straight to bed to sleep.
"Are you hungry?" Black Hawk asked.
"I'm not hungry, I'm sleeping." Lin Zihao said with his eyes closed.
"Then you should rest early." Black Hawk turned off the lights for him and went to Chenyi's room.
Hearing that the door was closed, Lin Zihao opened his eyes, got up, glanced at the closed door, and Wei Wei lowered his head.
Lin Zihao, who has never had insomnia, has insomnia today.
I don't know if he has the same insomnia tonight.
King Junyan lay on the bed, one hand resting behind his head, looking at the ceiling, his brow furrowed.
Everything that happened these days was something that could not be explained by common sense, making him feel that the world was already mysterious.
He has always been in a passive disadvantaged position, which makes him very irritable, and his heart is like holding a fire, and there is no place to vent.
I can't figure out the other party's thoughts at all, and I can't find the other party's figure, this state of being slaughtered by others is definitely the first time.
"Meow~" The little guy in his neck moved, the little paws holding his neck tightened, and the little head rubbed against him.
King Junyan raised his hand and smoothed the hair for it.
It wasn't until the middle of the night that he slowly fell asleep.
However, after sleeping for less than half an hour, King Junyan fell into a pitch-black air.
It's the kind of place where you suddenly fall from the land into the abyss.
The speed of the fall was so fast that he couldn't open his eyes with the wind blowing in his ears.
As he got deeper and deeper, the surroundings became darker and darker, and it became as if he had fallen into a bottomless pit, as if he would never reach the bottom.
I don't know how long it has been, and the surroundings are no longer black with five fingers out of sight, but instead there is the kind of black that can be seen clearly, but not really.
A dark aura came to the face.
He's not falling, but it doesn't look like he's stepping on the ground.
So he looked down and looked at the ground, but all he saw was black smoke, and he couldn't see the part below his calf at all.
King Junyan frowned, vigilantly observing his surroundings.
There was a black air everywhere here, and the scene could not be seen beyond five meters.
Bursts of cold aura hit, making King Junyan feel like he was in hell.
He raised his steps and walked cautiously forward, the black fog became thicker and thicker, and the temperature became colder and colder.
This kind of cold can be frozen to the bones, as if to freeze people's blood.
This eerie, full of danger and unknown places, the vigilance and fear that King Junyan should have, on the contrary, he felt a little kind.
This intimate feeling, which he didn't know where it came from, made him feel inexplicable and strange.
I don't know how long I walked, but there was the sound of the river lapping in front of me, faintly mixed with the howling and desolate sound of the ghosts.
King Junyan stopped, as if hesitating whether to continue walking.
However, curiosity overcame him, and after a moment's hesitation, he continued on his way.
He wanted to know what the hell this place was.
The closer you go, the clearer your ghost voice becomes, and it makes people panic.
The outline of a stone bridge in front of him seemed to be absent in the dark room, causing King Junyan to stop.
The stone bridge gives people a simple and heavy atmosphere, which seems to have been baptized by wind and rain for hundreds of millions of years.
At the bottom of the bridge, a yellow river that looked like it had been stirred up with mud crossed the bridge.
The river is so fast that I can't imagine if someone falls down, there will be no bones left.
The howl of the terrible ghost came from the river.
A gust of wind blew and blew away a lot of the black mist.
King Junyan fixed his eyes, and when he saw the things in the river, he only felt that his scalp was numb and his back was cold.
The river was filled with bones, densely occupying the entire river, hundreds of millions, trampling on each other, wriggling, trying to crawl out of the river.
The tumbling water in the river seemed to them to be sulfuric acid, and they struggled in pain from the river, even biting each other.
Those who wanted to climb ashore were swept away by the rushing river as soon as they touched the shore.
They are imprisoned in the river, suppressed by the river, day after day, and never come ashore.
King Junyan looked at them struggling in the river, feeling the constant wind, and only felt chills all over his body.
Here, why is it so like the hell that Chen Yi said?
The bridge, and the river, aren't they just the bridge?
Why are you here?
Suddenly, the ground began to shake, and a dull sound of footsteps came from across the river.
The sound of these footsteps makes it impossible to imagine the weight and enormity of the other party.
The ghosts in the river who were still struggling and roaring, when they heard the footsteps, slowly quieted down, and then scrambled to sink to the bottom of the river.
I'm afraid that if I slow down for a second, I will be wiped out by the other party.
The sound of heavy footsteps became louder and louder, and as the other party approached, the ground shook even more, as if all the internal organs were about to be shaken out.
King Junyan listened to the sound and looked at the bridge.
In the midst of the black mist, a large black thing walked up the bridge and was walking towards him.
King Junyan stared at the bridge closely, and to be honest, he was really afraid that the bridge would collapse by that thing.
If it was someone else, and when he encountered such a situation, his first reaction was to turn around and run, and then King Junyan didn't have the slightest idea of wanting to run in his heart.
I just want to see what the other person looks like.
Finally, the thing slowly walked out of the black fog and came to the bridgehead on his side, but when he saw what was in front of him clearly, King Junyan was stunned.
It wasn't a human, not a ghost, not an animal.
He knew it.
It was the vicious "tattoo" on his heart
It's just that the one in front of me is not only a face, but also a huge body and feet.
And it's alive.
King Junyan held his breath and looked up at it like this.
His eyes were full of shock and incredulity, but there was no fear or fear.
It seemed to sense that King Junyan had been looking up at it, and the thing wanted to lie down, but this bridge could not accommodate its huge body, and in the end it could only drive off its four legs and lower its height.
Then he looked at King Junyan.
King Junyan calmed down his mood for a while, and out of some kind of psychology, he suddenly raised his foot and walked towards it.
The closer he got, the more intimate King Jun Yan felt.
Such a sense of intimacy really didn't understand him.
Coming to it, King Junyan subconsciously stretched out his hand towards it.
The thing also lowered its head cooperatively, took the initiative to lean in, and even closed its eyes.
However, just as King Junyan's hand was about to touch the other party, a cat meow came, waking him up.
King Junyan suddenly opened his eyes and broke away from the dream.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a familiar ceiling.
"Meow~" Yan Xiaobao raised his paws and was about to give King Jun Yan a look to make him sober.
I saw that King Junyan woke up, put away his evil little paws, and rubbed him with some weakness.
King Junyan stared at the ceiling for a long time before slowly coming back to his senses.
The dream was too real, and he remembered everything in the dream very clearly.
I had never had such a clear and abnormal dream.
He tilted his head sideways and looked out onto the balcony, where the sun was already shining.
I slept for so long.
If it hadn't been for the little guy waking him up, I'm afraid he would still be in that dream.
"Meow meow~" Yan Xiaobao's two little paws hugged his face and kept rubbing him.
A big hand touched its back, and the deep voice of King Junyan sounded: "Are you hungry?" ”
"Meow." Yan Xiaobao nodded.
yes, why didn't you sleep well today?
It's noon, and I can sleep better than I can.
In fact, Yan Xiaobao has just gotten up.
"You're going to find the little tree yourself? Or wait for me? King Junyan sat up with it in his arms and asked.
"Meow meow." Yan Xiaobao pointed to the door.
I'm not waiting for you, I'm going to eat.
Then King Junyan got out of bed with him in his arms and opened the door for him.
Let it go to the small tree on its own.
After Yan Xiaobao left, King Junyan closed the door again and came to the bed and sat down.
He hung his head slightly, staring at the ground in a daze.
Raising his hand to caress the "tattoo" on his heart, recalling the "behemoth" in his dream that made him feel kind.
What the hell is that thing?
After washing, King Junyan went downstairs.
Yan Xiaobao was sitting at the dining table, holding a bottle and drinking milk, when he saw King Junyan coming.
Immediately stretched out his little paw and let him hold it.
He has a lot of energy in his body now, and repairing Neidan is twice as effective with half the effort, and if nothing happens, she will be able to recover in just a few days.
Yan Xiaobao was excited when he thought about it.
"Are you done eating?" King Junyan sat down, picked it up, and put it on his lap.
"Meow~" Yan Xiaobao responded.
Then sit on his lap and suck up the energy while drinking the milk.
Today, King Junyan is a little absent-minded, and that thing will always appear in his mind.
The day passed quickly, and the whole city fell into darkness again.