Nightmare.

In my dream, there was a monster that walked towards me with its mouth wide open like gluttony, and I wanted to escape, but my feet were like taking root in the ground, and I couldn't pull them out. Until the monster's huge body was close at hand, and it saw that the big mouth was about to bite it, but it paused, and then a long, cold voice spoke: You always like to blame me for the fate of the doom, but poor I can't go anywhere but here, where can I come to dominate you?

I was secretly amazed and asked, "Who are you?" ”

The monster tone was very indignant: "You summoned me and don't know who I am? ”

I summoned it? I didn't understand, and I asked, "Who are you?" ”

"It was the old me who dominated the fortunes of all people, things, and things. Later, I was scattered and did nothing in this underworld space, and it was rare that someone could still come in and summon me, so I might as well tell you: I am destiny. ”

Destiny? This is the most outrageous answer I have ever heard, how can fate still have a form? Shouldn't that be a fictitious thing? Wait, it just said this is the underworld space? My heart was desolate, and it turned out that I was really dead, and I was still in this space. It's just why not go down Huangquan Road, take the Nai He Bridge, and drink Meng Po soup?

I also thought that if I met Meng Po, I wouldn't ask her to drink soup, there are too few facts that I can remember in this life, and I would probably be a fool to drink that soup again. Mainly, I don't want to forget Gao Cheng, just such a little thought, I should be considerate of me.

While he was meditating, the monster suddenly called: "Eh, you are talking, tell me, what is the matter with summoning me?" I looked up at the monster, no longer frightened, and only asked, "Why did I summon you?" ”

"Huh? Isn't it? The monster asked in surprise. It moved again, but it walked slowly around me, and suddenly lost its voice and asked, "Why do you have his blood on you?" ”

I'm even more confused, what is this monster that claims to be fate? And it doesn't seem to be on the same channel all the time.

And it seemed very agitated, going back and forth around me, sometimes leaning over to sniff, then a few steps back, and finally retreating a long distance, and asked defensively, "Say, what is your relationship with him?" ”

"Who is he?"

The monster replied: "I carefully distinguished, you are not Cheng Xiao, and your breath is completely different." Where did the blood that belongs to him come from in you? What is your relationship? ”

I had the urge to grind my teeth, and patiently asked, "Who the hell are you talking about?" ”

But the monster was even more surprised: "You don't know? Don't say you don't know Sheng Shiyao. ”

I'm stunned, Sheng Shiyao? This name is so familiar, where have you ever heard it? Wait a minute, "Who were you talking about?" "I asked the monster. The monster replied angrily: "Sheng Shiyao." I shook my head, "No, you said before that you could tell who I wasn't by?" ”

"Cheng Xiao."

I remembered it in my head! Xu Jiu's friend is called Cheng Xiao, I was still on the phone with her, and then the man next to her answered several questions on her behalf, and I asked what the man's name was before receiving the line, and he said his name was Sheng Shiyao.

But I've never met him, but I've only heard a voice on the phone, why does this monster say I have this man's blood on me? There was another beating in my heart, and the voice ...... Suddenly, a ridiculous thought appeared in my mind: the voice of the mysterious person was similar to the person named Sheng Shiyao I heard on the phone. An even more absurd thought is still to come: Could it be that the mysterious person is Sheng Shiyao?

I didn't believe the monster's words and asked suspiciously, "Are you true or false?" Didn't admit it? ”

It sneered: "I may be wrong to recognize other people's blood in this world, but it is impossible for him to be wrong. Because, it was he who scattered me into this space and deprived me of all my abilities. Speaking of the back, it is already with gnashing of teeth.

Hearing it say that it was scattered several times, I couldn't help but think of myself, and asked, "Am I also a virtual form now?" ”

"You? How can it be void when the blood is so heavy? ”

Is the flesh heavy? How can I not smell it? After thinking about it, he asked, "Then did my soul come to this space after I died?" ”

The monster cried out, "How can you die if you have his blood in your body?" Well, since it wasn't him who summoned me, I also flashed, smelling this blood and feeling uncomfortable. ”

As he spoke, the monster strode away and soon disappeared into the darkness. So the world was quiet, and I was the only one left. The clips began to play back in the mind, and finally froze in the ...... Lingding's figure stood on the rocks and looked at the dark river, lonely, sad, and independent.

Consciousness was withdrawn layer by layer, and all the images were distorted into fragments, only to feel like they had hit something, and then, I actually felt that my body was conscious. Naturally, pain is the first to sink into the nerve. I can't describe the specific pain, it's just that the nerves are pumping one by one, and I don't know how long I am on the edge of the pain, and my consciousness sinks again.

Muddy, clear and heavy, after a few repetitions, finally I was the closest to waking up and heard the voice of the outside world. I don't know how to express the formation of the sound, but it's a bit like a tap, three long and two short, and three long and two short again every minute or so. Listening to it, my mind was focused, and I would even count the time in between, and when I counted to 60, I waited eagerly for the voice to come.

Hearing alone was no longer satisfying me, and I wanted to see what it was that sounded like that. But before the idea could be realized, a ...... was heard Strange voice: "Ah! You see, the little box's eyelids are moving. ”

How familiar and surprising, madman.

Then there were voices one after another: "There are eyes watching, I don't need you to roar and scream, and put away your strange voice." ”

Xu Jiu: "It's rare that a madman has the patience to ring the soul bell for three days without sleep, so don't hurt him." ”

"Awakening Bell? God chatters all day long, do you believe what he says? ”

Xu Jiu said with a smile: "Believe, why don't you believe it?" If you can try to bring back a life, even if there are thousands of ways, even if some are outrageous and some are weird, I believe that there is always one that is right. Ah Xu, if it were me, I believe you would do the same. ”

I didn't speak one after another.

The madman seemed to fake crying twice, and said pitifully: "Xiao Jiu, you still know me." ”

"Okay, don't play tricks, let's see if Xia Zhu is going to wake up?"

I was awake, my eyelids were heavy, they bounced open and closed for a moment, the darkness was deep, and any light was irritating to me. After trying many times, I finally opened a slit in my eyes, and I was mentally prepared, but I was still frightened. Anyone who opened their eyes and saw an inch away, eyes as big as a brass bell, and a face as black as carbon would probably be frightened.

"Little box, woo...... You're finally awake. The madman sobbed and said, but there were no tears.

I wanted to smile back, but I couldn't do anything as simple as touching the corners of my mouth or facial muscles. The madman was pushed away, revealing Xu Jiu's face, and she smiled softly at me: "Hi, Xia Zhu, welcome back to the world." ”

Yes, I'm not dead, I'm back from a nightmare, whether it's a monster of fate or not, and the underworld.

Eyes turned, searched within the scope of vision, no, not there. turned back to Xu Jiu's face, and there was doubt in his eyes: What about him? I don't know if Xu Jiu didn't understand my eyes, she just glanced over and said to one after another: "Is it time to change the dressing?" She got up, and the madman immediately returned, grinning at me with white teeth: "Little box, show you this thing." ”

He raised his hands, and in his left hand he held something like a pendulum, and in his right hand was a small iron rod of the most ordinary kind. But when the iron rod struck on the pendulum, it made the same sound that had been heard in the darkness before. The three long notes come from the middle part, and the two short notes are percussed on both sides. After knocking a few times, the madman said, "See? This is called the Awakening Soul Bell, and it was given to your third brother by a master. ”

I wasn't at all interested in his story or the Awakening Bell, I just wanted to ask: What about Gao Cheng? Where is he?

But the madman couldn't grasp the meaning in my eyes at all, and only told me interesting stories about him and the "master", so that I was so bored with listening to them that I simply closed my eyes. Finally, the annoying voice stopped, and he asked with a little uneasiness, "Are you tired, little box?" Don't pass out again, the waking bell says it can't be knocked all the time. Small boxes? Uh, I'm going to find Xiao Jiu. ”

The tapping sounded gone, and finally it was quiet. But as soon as I closed my eyes, my consciousness sank again, and when I vaguely heard the voice of a human being, I had no strength to open my eyes again, so I could only let myself fall into darkness again.

There are probably many times when I wake up and fall asleep like this, and in Xu Jiu's words, I explain that it is because I have lost too much blood. But basically, I woke up longer and longer, and my physical strength recovered a lot, but I didn't want to open my mouth more and more, and I didn't even have suspicious eyes anymore.

Xu Jiu's avoidance of talking about it, and the madman pretending to be crazy and stupid, seems to be implying one thing to me. But I couldn't figure it out, and I thought it was impossible, so I had to close my mind and not think about it.

Still, little by little, the information about the surroundings is reflected in the mind. It's like, we still haven't left that canyon, and even where I'm lying is still in that antique building. But about Zhou Jing and others, they didn't say a word.

When I had the strength to sit up, I said the first thing I said, to the madman: "I want to see Sheng Shiyao." "In the past few days, Xu Jiuhe has rarely appeared, only he is there twenty-four hours a day. The madman's reaction is always more exaggerated than that of others, and he is both surprised and delighted: "Little box, you didn't become mute. ”

I feel the urge to kick him out, and who told him he'd be dumb if he didn't speak?

And he couldn't understand my disgusted eyes at all, so he happily came up and hugged me and then retreated, shouting accusatorily: "Xiaoliu lied to me!" He said you didn't open your mouth because your blood had hurt your vocal cords. I know that if you bully me, I want to ......."

"Maniac." I called him.

He raised his voice and responded: "Uh, I'm here, tell me quickly, if you have anything you want, the third brother will satisfy you." ”

I pursed my lips lightly, cleared my mouth, and said word by word: "Where is Sheng Shiyao?" ”<