Chapter 51: A Strange Dream

I sorted out my emotions: "Old man, what should I do now?" Another cycle tomorrow? ”

The old man took out his cigarette pot, knocked it and couldn't light it when it was wet, and fell out angrily. The old man looked at Lao Song, "No, let Lao Song and Du Liniang get married." Only by following the scroll can we go out. ”

Lao Song walked over and looked at me with a very firm look in his eyes, "Brother Chen, it's okay, it's a big deal, I'll marry Du Liniang" said and scratched the back of his head, "Moreover, this Du Liniang is so beautiful and talented, and it is not a loss to match my Lao Song." ”

As he was talking, a few more people emerged from the river, and the one at the forefront was Na Du Liniang, wet all over, and her red makeup was blurred by the water. Barefooted, he ran towards Lao Song. "Husband, are you okay, go back with me and change your clothes."

Du Liniang knelt in front of Lao Song, and blood was still coming out of her abdomen, which darkened the color of the red wedding dress. The hair is also stuck to the skin when it is stained with water, and the white and tender skin is like a few loaches. The hairpin has long been unaware of where it has fallen.

Lao Song touched Du Liniang's face, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm okay." There was still some guilt in his eyes, probably because he was regretting shooting her three arrows.

I went over and tore Lao Song's hand away and pulled Du Liniang aside, "Miss Du, can you let my friend go." ”

"Or can't you marry someone else, do you know that he is not Liu Mengmei, his surname is Song and his name is Song Xuanxuan."

Du Liniang was dragged by my hands, half-squatting and begging, "My lord, can you let us two husbands and wives go?" I just want to marry him and live a quiet life, I promise you whatever you want money or anything, please let us two go. ”

Chen Ke said indifferently: "Will you give me whatever I want?" ”

Du Liniang was full of tears: "Just ask you not to take my husband away?"

The corners of Chen Ke's mouth crooked, "Then what if I want you to die." ”

Anyway, this is a painting, tomorrow is still a day to start over, since I can't get out, then I might as well take revenge here.

Chen could poke Du Liniang's wound with his hand, and Du Liniang let out bursts of pleading, which made people heartbreaking.

Lao Song couldn't sit still, so he came over and knocked me down, "Brother Chen, does your sister see her in pain?" She's going to die if she goes on like this. ”

Lao Song hugged Du Liniang and shouted to the handyman, "Go and ask for a doctor." ”

Chen Ke stood up and yelled at Lao Song, "Old Song, do you understand that this is a painting?" All this is fake, none of it is reality. I didn't save you, so I didn't come in. ”

"Brother Chen, even if this is a painting, you can't do this, it's a big deal that I marry her, and you two go back."

Lao Song hugged Du Liniang in his arms and cried to me.

The sky gradually became gloomy, only a gust of cold wind blew over, and the old man patted me on the shoulder, "Let's go, let's go, you can't see death in the painting without help." ”

Today's night in Liufu was exceptionally quiet, and what happened in the morning made everyone lose their hearts. Fortunately, Lao Song and Du Liniang stopped them, but no one came to trouble me and the old man.

Lao Song was in the marriage room, taking care of the injured Du Liniang, and I was sitting in the pavilion at the door with the old man, drinking wine in the cold wind.

I looked at the sky and asked the old man, "Old man, did I go a little too far in the afternoon?" ”

The old man smacked his cigarette and handed it to me, "Take two puffs, your competitive spirit is too strong, even if it's a painting, she Du Liniang won't remember anything tomorrow, but this old Song will remember." ”

I tried to smoke the pot, "Ahem, this is too choking, you should smoke, I'm not competitive, I just want to get us out quickly, I can't stay here for the rest of my life." ”

The old man took the cigarette pouch and took one puff after another, "Only this cigarette pouch is delicious enough, the kid will go back and buy me a cigarette pouch." ”

"Some things, let it be, you say it's a painting, but for the people in it, this may be life, they don't know that every day is actually a new one, they may just think that every day is like this."

"Besides, you can know that our life is not a painting, and many people are not crowded with subway buses every morning, staying up in the company for eight hours, day after day, year after year."

I took a sip of the wine in the glass, this ancient wine tastes very smooth, pure grain brewing is not as smart as now people know what is called industrial alcohol, what is a plasticizer, the degree is still low, drink it down, the stomach is very happy.

"Let's go, old man, sleep well, you don't have to be tied with a rope today, they are coming again, and my mark of being tied by a rope is still there."

walked to Lao Song's wing room, and looked through the window hole, Lao Song was feeding Du Liniang medicine, and the two of them were like husband and wife, with affection.

I knocked on the door, "Old Song, it's me, Brother Chen." Open the door. ”

"Eh, okay," Old Song put down the medicine bowl and opened the door for me.

"Brother Chen, you're here."

"Well, I'll come to see you, and by the way, let's see how Liniang's body is. After all, I caused all this. ”

"Brother Chen, don't say that, Liniang is okay now."

I clapped my hands, "Haha, then you two sleep, the old man and I also went back, everyone is tired for a day today." ”

Lao Song, send me out, I turned my head and patted Lao Song, "That, Lao Song, believe me, I will definitely take you back tomorrow." ”

The old man, lying on the bed, quickly began to snore, while I watched the moonlight tossing and turning outside.

I don't know how many days it was, the old man's snoring became quieter, and I fell asleep.

Tonight, I still had a dream, and this dream was like a big stone on my chest, and I couldn't breathe.

In the dream--- it was still the same day in the dream, Du Liniang came to Liufu in a sedan chair. Adults and children, from housekeepers to handymen, people were overjoyed, and Lao Han and I did not stop the wedding of Lao Song and Du Liniang. Like two ordinary friends, sitting on a chair and watching two newlyweds get married.

Just as everything was going on happily, the celebrants also went to the husband and wife to worship. also used apples to tease Lao Song and Du Liniang to kiss.

Suddenly, from outside, there was a gust of wind, and a man with a body full of fire rushed in. It smells of corpses and scorching fire.

The man stood in front of the two newcomers, and when he stretched out his hand, there was a burst of fire that burned down the hall and into the crowd.

Knocked down, Du Liniang and Lao Song walked over to me and Lao Han. He cried out indistinctly, "You all have to die, you all have to die." ”

As he spoke, a large fireball flew into his face。。。。。。

"Ahh I shouted and sat up, and when I saw that there was still a big field around me, my heart eased and I wiped the sweat from my head.

"Old man, old man, wake up."