Xiao Hai waited left and right above, but he didn't see his brother come out, and no one answered when he shouted inside. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 He looked at the dark hole inside, hesitated, and decided to go in and have a look.

Who knew that the front foot had just stepped in, and the back foot had not waited to step in, only to hear two loud noises of "rumbling", and a strange wind swept the wind and sand, and lifted from the horizon behind the octagonal tower, and the wind was so strong that it blew the small sea into the air! Xiao Hai couldn't open his eyes, he only felt that his whole body was soaked with the dancing wind and sand, and his face was blown and hurt, he circled twice in mid-air, and then fell to the ground leisurely!

The wind came violently and went suddenly. It was only a minute before and after, but it made Xiao Hai suffer like a knife mountain.

"Ahem..."Xiao Hai got up from the ground, his mouth, nose, and hair were full of sand, choking himself so hard to breathe.

He got up and opened his eyes in embarrassment, stupid-

The tower was blown down! The building that was still standing more than ten meters high in front of me just now became a ruin in a blink of an eye, the octagonal wall turned into loess and became a large sand dune on the ground, and there were more than a dozen tower pillars mixed in it, which were scattered crookedly.

The wind is so fierce!

... Elder brother! Brother is still in there!!

Suddenly, my heart beat a beat, and my body trembled uncontrollably.

Xiao Hai knelt on the ground with weak legs, pulled the sand with both hands and crawled forward, who knew that as soon as he arrived, his hands were not waiting to cover the sand dunes, the still sky and blue land just now changed his face instantly, the earthquake sky was furious, and the cold roar was like a python running in hell roaring in the wind! The wild sand flying around formed a huge vortex hovering in the air, Xiao Hai had a bad premonition, and tightly dragged the collapsed pillar, but the vortex was more and more rampant and rushed towards him, Xiao Hai felt that his hand was out of his control a little bit off, and suddenly there was a pain in his body, Xiao Hai roared, and even the people with the pillar were swept up by this powerful vortex!

He hovered in mid-air with the pillar, Xiao Hai opened his eyes with difficulty, and suddenly his heart was cold, he was getting farther and farther from the ground, and the huge sand dunes were as small as an ant at the moment. This has to be tens of meters away! No matter how soft this desert is, if you fall down, you will be crippled!

The wind and sand in the whirlpool were too big, and Xiao Hai didn't wait to see what direction he was going, he only felt a tingling pain in front of him, and the sand grains entered his eyes and grinded him unbearably painfully, but his hands were restrained by this strange wind and couldn't move! He endured the pain and was at the mercy of the wind in the sand, and suddenly, the strange force disappeared and his body was falling rapidly.

"Poof!" I don't know where I went, I didn't feel any pain at all, but I felt very warm, just like the **** body in a cold night wearing clothes.

But narrow.

The pain in his eyes was gone, he slowly opened it, it was pitch black, his body shrunk into a ball, it should be very narrow here, and there was a sense of dust when he breathed.

Xiao Hai wanted to stand up, "Bang dang! With a bang, he felt like his head was hitting a stone, and he was dizzy. My hands grabbed everywhere, and I actually grabbed a curtain, and only after I lifted it did the light come in. He looked up and couldn't help but be startled. I saw a row of people facing him in a small square line of sight, all kneeling on the ground with their hands folded, closing their eyes and chanting words in their mouths, these people were all wearing cloth felt, but the appearance and style were more simple and shabby. He looks like a villager in Taal Village, with deep eye sockets, a high nose, and thick and curly hair. But the difference is that these people are red-faced, thin and haggard. This kind of red is different from the flushed complexion of the sick and high fever, and the red spots that are tanned all year round in the plateau area, it is pure blood red! The skin is thin and almost transparent, and there is a thick red and flesh tissue underneath it, and at first glance, the faces of these people are like a flesh and blood cake with thin skin and big filling! Terrifying!

Xiao Hai hid behind the curtain and stared at the outside, not daring to breathe. I saw these people kneeling on the ground with their eyes closed solemnly, chanting words in their mouths, as if they were performing some ritual solemn and solemn, a total of eleven people, all men, look carefully, the man in the middle is hanging a jade in front of his forehead, the shape is triangular, and it looks like Fu Teng.

Xiao Hai narrowed his eyes and looked at it, the jade... It's familiar...

A long time ago, there was a poor monk in the compound, dressed in tatters and saying that he wanted to beg for food, although he was not rich, but almost every family gave some rations. I have the impression that the neighbor's aunt has always been spicy, and every time she twists her eyebrows and scolds, Xiaohai is stunned when she sees her. She was the only one who didn't give anything that day, poured a basin of dirty water on the ground, and muttered that she didn't have enough to eat at home. Turning around, he didn't forget to say to the monk with a little disdain: "Those who are poor and want food are embarrassed to say that they are fateful!" ”

Xiaohai hid behind Aunt Xiang at that time, thinking that he had also turned over the trash can, and couldn't help but feel sad for the monk, and looked at it twice, but the monk's face did not change, and he thanked him in a low voice, and gave the hostess a stone talisman before leaving, saying that it was to bless peace, and the appearance of the talisman was very strange, although I couldn't remember clearly, but it was triangular.

Within three days, the family was sick and dying...

At that time, he was still young, and the adults didn't say what kind of disease he had, but they only knew that it was a strange disease...

The pattern of the talisman seemed to be the same as the jade worn on the man's chest.

Xiao Hai shuddered, and he should have become more curious about that play.

What exactly is this?

The space is so cramped that I can't breathe like a big quilt stuffed into a small cardboard box. Xiao Hai didn't know how long he could hold out, and was hesitating how to escape quietly, when suddenly, the man in charge stood up and shouted: "Lord Gasama! Our God, I will cleanse you from your sins with the most sincere blood and forgive your people. ”

His trembling voice was high and passionate, his hands were spread out and he was lying on his shoulders, his eyes were closed, and his head was raised to recite the words of repentance, and the people behind him repented one after another, just like him.

Xiao Hai covered his mouth in disbelief, these people were definitely not speaking Chinese, but he actually listened! Understand! Finish!

Incredible!

Could it be that this is his dream? Otherwise, how would they understand these people! No wonder...... I was obviously swept in mid-air by the wind and sand, and I should have been in the desert when I fell, how could I be in a small boxy space! But if this is a dream, where should his physical body be dreaming at this moment? Is it difficult to be accompanied by wind and sand in mid-air? Or is it almost buried in the desert?

Also, how could I fall asleep for no reason? In that case, no matter how heartless he is, he can't sleep! If it's not a dream, where is it?

"Ah——!h

Xiao Hai was still thinking about it, and was startled by this sudden shout. He lifted the curtain and was shocked by the sight in front of him, and almost didn't shout!

- These people were rolling back and forth on the ground, looking miserable. Their faces were covered in thin skin, and the bright red flesh inside was rapidly expanding as if they had eaten chemical fertilizer, and their already pitiful skin had been stretched to the point of almost exploding! The strange thing is that their bodies are shrinking sharply, Xiao Hai can even hear the "squeak" sound of bones shrinking back into their bodies inch by inch, and after a while, their bodies have shrunk without a trace! Eleven intact people turned into eleven heads rolling on the ground in the blink of an eye! One of the heads actually rolled in the direction of Xiao Hai and stopped by the curtain, Xiao Hai looked down and was so frightened that his crotch was soaked, these people's facial features were originally more three-dimensional than themselves, with a high nose bridge and big eyes. And at this moment, this person's face is so swollen that he can't see his eyes, leaving only two thin dark eye sockets, and his erect nose no longer knows where it is squeezed by the swollen flesh, and it seems that it is difficult to even breathe, and the person with only one head left on the ground let out a painful moan towards Xiaohai, mixed with a faint sentence: "Help... Help..."

Xiao Hai covered his mouth and kicked his legs against the stone wall, and the head on the ground shook twice again, and then there was no sound. After a while, as if the other moans and shouts were gone, he emboldened, lifted the curtain and poked his head out to look out, the heads lay motionless on the ground, the bright red had turned a dull purple, the skulls at his feet had swelled beyond recognition, and only two thick lips could be seen oozing green slime clinging together.

Xiaohai guessed that they might have been unable to breathe due to the squeezing of their noses by the swollen flesh, and their mouths were difficult to open, and they eventually suffocated to death.

There was silence all around.

Xiao Hai didn't know how long he had been sitting in the narrow space, his legs were almost numb and unconscious, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, as if he was hesitating that this was not a dream. He mustered his courage, kicked his head open at his feet, and crawled out from behind the curtain, breathing in the fresh air he had not seen in a long time.

But when he saw the miserable head, he couldn't help but hold on to the pillar and vomit, I don't know why, he thought of the child's head floating in the stone cave in the pool of blood, all this is like an invisible hand down his open mouth, into the throat, heart, stomach, stirring in it, until the inside is clean.

After vomiting for a while, Xiao Hai felt much more sober, and he looked at the place he was, he was in a dilapidated temple-like place, and it was a bit like a sacrificial hall.

These men had just worshipped a portrait hanging on the wall, and under the portrait was a stone altar, which was obscured by a rag, and it seemed that he had just been under it.

If it weren't for a dream, how could I have fallen here from the mid-air of the desert wind and sand?

......

There are so many strange things that I can't think of why.

Xiao Hai looked up at the painting, the portrait was about two meters long and about one meter wide, new and white, and it was particularly conspicuous in this dilapidated house. The painting is a woman, bust. In the background was the rising sun in the sky, and the light shone on her, as divine as the pride of the gods and the heavens. She was dressed in a white-collared feather blue dress, pure and proud. He wore a triangular chain on his upright chest, and his black hair was inlaid with white flowers, like a bright galaxy in the night, and a little red in the stamens was an agate falling from the snow. She put her hand on her chest, and her slender fingers were gently raised, pointing to the distance that seemed to be nothing, revealing beauty and compassion everywhere.

But only I can't see my face clearly.

The blurry stains are cloudy, leaving behind infinite mystery and regret. Xiao Hai stood in front of the portrait, only to feel that this portrait was particularly sacred, with a unique atmosphere, which seemed to stir his nerves.

He couldn't help but close his eyes, fantasizing about what kind of talent it would be......

Her affectionate eyes were as cold and clear as the pure lake of the Tianshan Mountains, staring at herself with a smile. Xiao Hai couldn't help but want to stretch out his hand to take off the white veil, as if he could see her slightly open red lips and plump teeth. The appearance of wanting to stop talking is a rose blooming in the moonlight in the middle of the night, exuding a faint fragrance. A tear mole in the corner of his eye, even if it was coquettish or angry, it involved every inch of his heart, and he couldn't wait to rush up and melt into her glance and smile.

Xiao Hai was fascinated by fantasies, he closed his eyes, raised his feet and stepped on the stone offering platform, his hand couldn't help but stretch out to cover the portrait, he was like a demon, falling into this faceless goddess and couldn't extricate himself.

His hand caressed the portrait, and the soft touch seemed to be caressing the cheeks of the stunning beauty in his mind, and the skin was like congealed cream. Xiao Hai finally understood why a woman's skin was as silky and delicate as a freshly peeled hard-boiled egg, and the woman in his impression was either a virtuous and hard-working woman like Aunt Xiang, with countless fine lines hidden on her brown skin, or a young woman who was bent on the party, but the energetic and enthusiastic breath was muddy after the rain, fresh, but not attractive. The woman he saw now, although he couldn't see her original face, was like the memory of knowing each other for many years and sealed in a dream awakened, making him desperate to have her.

There is a desire in his heart that is about to move, Xiaohai's face is attached to the portrait, a look of intoxication, his mind is that he is holding the petite body of the beauty, he strokes it over and over again, the desire in his heart is like a seed of rebirth, as long as a bud emerges, it can quickly grow into a towering tree.

He was so uncomfortable that he felt light and fluttering all over his body, he kissed the portrait and his breathing gradually became short, feeling her soft lips, faintly with fine fluff, and even sucking the sweet juice of the other party, he was intoxicated by this beautiful moment, his cheeks were so red and hot that he couldn't breathe. I wish time had stood still......

Suddenly—

"Xiaohai! You bastard!! Animals are better at licking than you! ”

A loud roar shook Xiao Hai's eyes suddenly, and he woke up instantly. This sober saw the scene in front of him clearly, and he was so frightened that he almost didn't shout!

The one he kissed was the stunning woman he fantasized about in his mind, and he was simply a huge dead mouse nailed to the wall!!

This rat is 20 centimeters! The stomach was penetrated, and the wound was still stained with crimson blood and inexplicable saliva... The slimy mass of intestines drooped outside, and there was a big bug in the stomach that was about to move, and the black and shiny shell of the worm was stained with the black and purple internal organs of the mouse, and it broke free of its belly and flew away. Leaving only the dead big mouse, it was half-open, staring at the two dark eyes and looking at Xiao Hai, Xiao Hai subconsciously licked the corners of his mouth, the bitter fishy smell, the tip of his tongue was still stained with the residue of internal organs, he reacted for a long time, and suddenly his stomach turned over the river and the sea was like to vomit, and he unconsciously retreated backwards, but his feet fell down from the stone altar. It doesn't matter if you fall, you actually sat on the edge of the offering table on the head that had swelled into a ball!!

Just listen to "Bang! The sound was deafening, louder than the firecrackers set off during the Spring Festival, Xiao Hai was frightened, and subconsciously closed his eyes, but felt a warm crotch, for a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, stupid-

The four walls were full of blood stains, red blood mixed with white brains, and they were spilled everywhere! A crimson breath! Xiao Hai's left face was still stained with sticky solid, which made him itch, and he trembled and stretched out his hand to take down the solid on the left side of his face, which turned out to be two broken eyeballs! It's still steaming......

It seems that he was sitting on someone else's head, and the skull was squeezed and exploded, and two eyeballs popped out of the eye sockets...

When he was a child, he heard Uncle Xiang say that the eyes are the weakest organ in the body, even more fragile than teeth. Even if the sneeze is too big, it will squirt. He has been timid since he was a child, hiding behind his brother and covering his eyes and screaming, Uncle Xiang still said that if he doesn't believe it, he can try it in the future.

Xiao Hai never thought that Uncle Xiang would be proved right in this way!

He sat dumbfounded on the ground, unable to tell whether he was crying or laughing. There was a bloody mess all around, and the damn mouse didn't know when it came out, lying in a pool of blood like a mosquito that swatted to death on a wall in summer. There was a puddle of yellow vomit he had vomited on the side of the pillar. Ten swollen huge heads were scattered on the ground, and another was still under his buttocks, becoming a piece of tissue paper. The sacred portrait was bloodstained, mixed with brains and bones, and there was an indescribable weirdness.

Xiao Hai looked at this portrait in a daze, as if it was a different kind of situation.

In the portrait, her originally holy blue clothes are now like a butcher's blood-stained disguise, gnawing at innocent corpses in the afterglow of the sunset, she points to the distance, and quietly walks towards hell. Along the way, Manju Sawa wept on both sides of the river, and she sat in a small boat, rowing through the ripples of the dead in the Forgotten River. Floating white bones are piled up, she wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth, lifted the white veil, and was a devil's fang....

For some reason, when he saw this painting, he was inexplicably dizzy.

Xiao Hai shuddered violently, shaking his head frantically, hoping to throw out the cloudy fragments in his mind.

A heaven, a hell, why is there a world of difference between the same painting.

Suddenly, he remembered the voice that had called out to him before:

"Xiaohai! You bastard!! Animals are better at licking than you! ”

This voice...

It's my brother...

He hurriedly looked around.

In a slaughterhouse-like filthy house,

There was no one but himself.