Ten minutes later, the madman carried me through the antique corridor, his mouth pursed. The reason was that although I was able to sit up, I had to walk, and I almost got up on my feet and fell down, and my limbs were completely out of force. The madman offered to carry me and gave him one only request: don't talk. So there's the current situation.

It wasn't far away, and it only took about five minutes for the madman to stop in front of a stone door. He knocked on the door with a reverent attitude he had never felt before, and a low inquiry came from inside the door: "Who?" "I'm stunned, girl?

The door opened, and a beautiful figure appeared behind the door, and almost at first sight, a person's name crossed my mind: Cheng Xiao.

Sure enough, I heard her speak: "I really told him right, come in." "The voice was the one I had heard on the phone, soft and calm, and the eyes looked so bright, but they hid a lot of difficult things.

I know that this is the precipitation after the experience.

The madman rarely seemed a little restrained, and when he walked into the stone gate with me on his back, he didn't dare to look at it, and when Cheng Xiao walked away with his back, he suddenly lowered his voice and said: "Little box, let me tell you, the person you want to see looks very similar to the tall man I told you." ”

My mind was fixed on the space behind the stone door, and I didn't listen to the madman's words.

It's the inner room.

I already have the answer in my mind. Although I had a limited perspective from hiding inside the giant sculpture and looking outside, and then I came out and fell into the pool with Zhou Jing in a thrilling way, I still recognized it at a glance. No one is more sensitive to the orientation of space than me, and there is a giant bat sculpture in front of me, and three meters back is the pool, with a column on the left and right sides.

Today, the columns are still there, and the sculptures and pools are gone.

A dark figure stood with his back to the position where the sculpture should have been, and Cheng Xiao walked over and reminded softly: "Xia Zhu is here." The man was silent for a few seconds and said, "Xiaoxiao, let me be alone with her for a while." ”

Cheng Xiao shrugged, turned around and walked towards us, pausing as he approached, "Crazy, you also put Xia Zhu down and come out with me." The madman was stunned: "Huh? This ......"

I whispered, "Madman, let me down." With a slight struggle, he slipped off his back, and Cheng Xiao, who was on the ground, stepped up and grabbed my arm, stabilized my soft figure, and smiled at her gratefully: "Thank you." ”

"What's polite with me?" She winked at me and whispered in a low voice: "He's very stuffy, it's not easy to talk, and if something happens, I'll be outside the door, on call." The attitude was playful, the eyes were kind, and I smiled and nodded.

I couldn't stand still, Cheng Xiao helped me sit in the only chair, and when she also went out, the room was silent. I waited for a while, and saw that the other party never turned around to speak, so I could only clear my throat and say, "I had a dream before I woke up, which made me very confused, can you explain it for me?" ”

"Tell me about it." The man turned back and looked at him calmly and introvertedly.

I looked at him for a moment, my voice, appearance, and people were all matched, and the mysterious person was really Sheng Shiyao.

I said, "I thought it was a nightmare, and there was a monster in the dream, so hideous that it seemed to come and bite me, but when it came to me, it claimed to be fate, and it was scattered and escaped into the underworld. Then he said that I summoned him, and I was confused, and finally it said that there was a person's blood in my body, and this person's name was," I paused, and whispered, "Sheng Shiyao." ”

I tried to try it tactfully in many ways, but in the end I chose to be straightforward. His gaze never left that face, that pair of eyes, even the slightest expression, but this person did not have a trace of superfluous emotions except for introverted and calm. Indifferent? I deny it in my heart.

His reaction was also unexpected, and he asked me lightly, "What do you think?" ”

I groaned and said in a low voice: "The first feeling is that this dream is ridiculous and nonsense. Fate is often talked about by people, but it is actually a way to shirk responsibility, it is illusory and does not exist, how can the so-called break up the body and escape into the underworld space. And the back is even more outrageous, I have never met you, and I can't even meet Pingshui, how can there be your blood in my body? ”

Notice that his eyebrows are slightly raised, and this is the first time that he has been seen in front of each other can be considered a reaction. And he didn't speak, knowing that I had the following: "But then I calmed down and thought about it, there are many interpretations of dreams, but they are always inseparable from the theory that the ingestion of information forms a cranial nerve reflex. That is to say, whether it is a nightmare or a sweet dream, they are constituted by the person's exposure to this type of information first, and then presented in the dream. Therefore, fate may exist in the consciousness layer of the human brain, and it is not an exaggeration to think that it is real, intentionally or unintentionally, but what about you? Before that, I couldn't even connect your voice to your face and your identity, how could this dream come about? It's like fabricating out of thin air, and it also needs to have a certain basis, and I lack this basis. ”

Sheng Shiyao pursed the corners of his lips, and a low voice came: "You have stated so much, it is nothing more than an argument that we do not know each other. ”

I smiled lightly when I heard this, it is true, this is the biggest doubt. When I spoke again, even I was surprised that I was completely defenseless against him: "I can draw shadows." Shadow painting is through the perception of the external environment and details, forming a reflex arc to the cranial nerves, reaching the brain layer to become an image. After all those counter-evidences, I thought it was not a dream, but a special picture. It's telling me something, something that actually exists, something that is hidden in detail and not noticed. ”

I thought that the underworld space and destiny were nothing, and that they appeared to produce a medium to quote information about the man in front of me. First of all, when I was talking to Cheng Xiao on the phone, it was the first time I heard his voice, and I had an inexplicable feeling that I asked his name, which was the first time I heard the word Sheng Shiyao; Secondly, he came to save us as a mysterious person, and I felt a sense of familiarity when I heard his voice, but what happened at that time left me no longer in mind to think about why it was familiar; Then, Gao Cheng and I were locked up in the pool surrounded by snakes, and it was he who reminded me that my blood could restore Gao Cheng to consciousness, and warned me not to take that last step until I had to. This is the most important message, how does he know that my blood has such a special effect?

These messages were added together, kneaded and reassembled, and the picture of my dreams was created.

"It's exciting." Sheng Shiyao did not hesitate to praise, "Logical reasoning of behavior, combination of positive and negative argumentation." ”

After waiting for a while, he found that he had no words after saying this compliment, and he couldn't help frowning slightly, "Why have I never met you, but I may have your blood?" I used the word "maybe", which was certain when I saw that he was still unmoved.

Sometimes, being expressionless is also a reflection of emotion. When an incredible thing is proposed, ordinary people will feel hesitant and surprised, and if these emotions do not exist, it only means that he is not surprised by the matter, or even determined.

"Since you can draw shadows, you might as well draw me." But when he saw that his words fell, he suddenly sat down on the ground, and pulled the hat behind his back to the top of his head and closed most of his face. I was suspicious, and I really closed my eyes to sense, but it only took a few seconds to open them, and I stared at the place in shock, "You ......" He raised his head and asked from a distance, "So fast?" ”

I shook my head, "No shadows." As soon as I close my eyes, a certain scene automatically appears in my mind, time, silhouettes, and blurs, all overlapping on the sitting figure in front of me, even the sitting posture...... It's the same.

Sheng Shiyao lifted his hat, straightened up and walked in front of me, looking down at my eyes, and said, "It seems that you have already figured it out, Xiao Nan." ”

My heart shook heavily, Xiaonan? I ...... this name I've never heard of it, but it's like hitting the heart with an awl.

I looked up into those eyes, "You're the old man who taught me how to shrink bones when I was a child." "It's no longer a question, it's an affirmation. However, why is it that he is so young now, even though he is an old man? It's impossible to have a good look. I subconsciously looked at his hands, and the most I saw when I drew in my dreams were his wrinkled hands with dark spots, but now there were no dark spots at all on his white and broad palms and slender fingers.

Suddenly thinking of the old woman Ah Yue, she was surprised and asked, "Could it be that you also had a failure at that time?" ”

Ambiguous answer: "Something like that." ”

Leave half a point in the words, and there must be something else strange in it. I don't pay attention to that, I focus on ...... "That's when you gave me a blood transfusion?" By what means? Oh, by the way, you probably don't know, my memory is a little messy, and I can't remember a lot of things. I met you and then learned to shrink bones, which I also remembered in my dream recently. ”

The speech is a little incoherent, inexplicably restless, and it feels like a child facing an adult, and it is more restrained. But if you take it seriously, I am still young and he is an adult, so he should be regarded as a generation older than me. It was his appearance that was younger than he was then.

Just as I was thinking wildly, I heard Sheng Shiyao whisper something that made me stunned on the spot.

"It's not a blood transfusion, it's an exchange of blood."

He asked in his throat: "Why exchange blood?" ”

"If you hadn't changed, you would have died more than twenty years ago."

"Did I get sick then?"

Sheng Shiyao shook his head: "It's infected by the epidemic." I was in the middle of my sick cycle that year, and I passed through that town before going to a certain place, and I fainted in the corner for a while, and I woke up with a little baby by my side, and that was you. ”

When I heard this, my heart moved, and I was eager to know what was going on: "And then? ”

"You're quiet enough to sit next to me all day without saying a word. I would come on time every day, and on the third day, I would bring me a steamed bun. But on the tenth day you were late, and when you came to me, you fell to the ground with a black face. If you don't save it, you won't be able to breathe in less than an hour, and I will change your blood for you and teach you some ways to shrink your bones. That's about it, and then I left the town. ”

I think this must be a very bad storyteller, so many complicated things can be told in a few words. And blood exchange and bone shrinkage are also understatement to him. <