"One ...... Dream? Liu Yao's hands unconsciously clasped together.

Luo Xing and Fang Zhe glanced at each other.

"What dream?" They spoke almost in unison.

Meng Rong looked at Lin Sen worriedly.

"That's a ......"

Lin Sen's tone gradually cooled, and his hands on the table slowly clenched.

"Murderous dreams."

The hearts of the other four people present suddenly tightened.

A recurring dream, the content of which turned out to be about murder.

Although Lin Sen has not yet described it in detail, others can still imagine what a terrible experience and torture it was.

Lin Sen took a deep breath, and finally seemed to have made up his mind to tell this matter. Everyone also persuaded him: If a person always holds the secret of a person who cannot be said in his heart, it is always a very depressing burden, maybe after saying it, the psychological burden is eliminated, and his situation will be better.

"This dream will begin in the night." Lin Sen began his narration, his gaze beyond the heads of the others, and it seemed that he saw his dream again.

"The night was dark, there was no starlight, and although I couldn't reach out and lose my fingers, I could barely see a silhouette even within a meter or two in front of me. In my dreams, I seemed to be in a hurry to get somewhere...... I was in a hurry, the road was not easy to walk, there were potholes, I fell down several times, there must have been a few bumps and bruises on my body, some pain, but I couldn't take care of it, almost used my hands and feet together, and struggled to move forward in the night. ”

"Why am I so anxious, at that moment in the dream, I don't know, I just feel anxious in my heart, anxious, as if if I had slackened a little, I would lose my life."

"I felt dark, almost crawled for a while, and finally I climbed up a small hill, and then I saw the lights."

"Not far from this little hill I climbed, there was a room, and the light was reflected from that house. When I saw the room with the faint light, I felt a very strange emotion in my heart, and I was both frightened and relieved, but in this mood I walked faster, like a moth to the fire, and ran towards the room. ”

"When I was only about ten meters away from the room, the door of the room was opened, and a tall figure appeared in the doorway. There was a small bonfire burning in the room, and the light of the fire was dancing behind the man, and I got closer to see the man's appearance. The man was dressed in gray linen, with a pair of straw sandals on his feet, and the sleeves, skirts, and trouser hems were all tattered, and his clothes were left, and the cloth belt around his waist was tightly tied, and a small scimitar without a scabbard was inserted on the left side of his belt. He was more than a head taller than mine, and I seemed to be too afraid of him to look at him directly, except for a clear scar on his dark face. ”

"'Coming?' He spoke, but his eyes were still looking at the little dirt slope not far away that I had just crossed, and I should have known what he was wary of in my dream, for I immediately replied: 'There is no tail—I came in a great circle on purpose.' The big man's gaze lingered on me for a moment, then he nodded, turned sideways and made a way, and as if I had been pardoned, I hastened into the house. ”

"There were three other people in the room, and as soon as I entered the door, all their eyes were on me. Facing the door was a sloppy old man, sitting with his feet hanging on a dilapidated table with several missing pieces of the table, smoking a dry cigarette, and only glanced at me obliquely, but the gloom in his eyes taught me to chill. The bonfire was between the broken table under the old man's ass and the door of the house, and there was one person on each side of the campfire. On the left is a shirtless hemp face, wearing a pair of dirty black cloth pants, a pair of rag shoes with big toes exposed, the hemp face is squatting on the ground, using a branch as a burning stick, fiddling with the fire, seeing me come in, the hemp face smiled at me. On the right is a little girl, estimated to be seven or eight years old at most, wearing the best clothes among us, a moon-white gown, green trousers, embroidered shoes, a double bun on her head, and her face is also very white, but this little girl is sitting by the campfire with her knees tightly hugged, and her body seems to be a little trembling, very scared. When she saw someone coming in, she looked up at me, she must know me, because she saw that it was me, her eyes widened instantly, her face became even paler, and she moved slightly to get farther away from me. ”

"I was about to say something, probably something to comfort the little girl, but then the door behind me slammed shut, and a strong hand pressed my shoulder, and I was terrified, 'Sit down.' The big man said, "So I sat down obediently, and my heart became more and more uneasy. ”

"'Now that we're all here, let's get things done.' It was the sloppy old man who spoke, and while knocking out the tobacco embers on the soles of his shoe from the dry tobacco pot he had smoked, he said to the hemp face, "Sixth, where is the main master?" The old man's voice was a little shrill and uncomfortable to listen to, but the hemp face and pockmarked face of the sixth man were full of smiles, and he knocked the burning stick on the ground a few times with the burning stick in his hand, and the carbonized part of the top of the burning stick only snapped! But then the sound of the knock on the ground was distinctly unusual. The old man listened a few times, nodded, and then gestured to the big man who opened the door for me. Hemp Face bypassed the campfire, picked up the little girl, and avoided the side, and I hurriedly got up. I saw that the big man pulled out the scimitar at his waist, first picked out a large burning firewood from the bonfire, and stuffed it into my hand, and then the scimitar in his hand swept the ground, and the bonfire was swept aside with a thin layer of soil on the ground, and a bluestone slab was faintly exposed. ”

The big man moved quickly, only a short time, and cleaned up the whole bluestone slab, and then he inserted the scimitar diagonally into the gap between the bluestone slab and the ground, and then looked at the sloppy old man with inquiring eyes, the old man calmed his face, nodded, and the big man used his strength to pry open the crack with the scimitar, and then held the bluestone slab with his hand, and suddenly lifted the whole bluestone slab. A one-meter-square hole suddenly appeared in front of us. As soon as the bluestone slab was lifted, the hemp face holding the little girl stepped forward, and the sloppy old man also jumped off the tattered Eight Immortals table. Several men surrounded the entrance to the cave, and then the big man beckoned me to come forward, and used the firewood in my hand, which had been used as a torch, to illuminate it, but I suddenly felt very frightened, and my whole body was so verbose that I could not take a step at all. 'Out of breath! The old man scolded me and said, 'Go help him.' The big man stepped in front of me in two steps, snatched the torch from my hand, grabbed the collar of my dress with the other, and threw me on the edge of the dark hole with a flick of his hand, like a chicken. The torch in the big man's hand 'soared' into the hole, and the heat swept across my cheeks, and I even smelled the smell of burnt mush, but my attention was completely attracted by something else......"

Speaking of this, Lin Sen paused slightly, reached out to wipe the fine beads of sweat that appeared on his forehead at some point, and then raised his head and drank the wine in front of him.

Luo Xing and Fang Zhe both involuntarily shook their throats, swallowed a breath of cold air, and the two girls next to them were already frightened by Lin Sen's strange story, and they almost hugged each other tightly.

"I think you've all guessed it. That's right, inside the cave, there is a person locked up. But to be exact, that's not a person anymore. Lin Sen closed his eyes, as if the mere recollection of the scene in the dream made him extremely painful, and his voice was suddenly dry and terrifying, "That's ...... A 'human stick'. ”

"The man in the cave was placed in a water tank, and her hands, legs, ears, and nose were all cut off or cut off—I could tell it was a woman, because she was naked, and the signs on her chest were obvious. This woman was not only brutally cut off her ears, nose and limbs, and made into a 'human stick', but also her naked skin was dripping with blood and scarred, I don't know what method the abuser used, anyway, she was still alive, not only alive, her eyes, reflecting the light of the torch, stared at me from the dark hole. At that moment, I stiffened, and an extreme coldness instantly rose from my tail vertebrae, and crawled into my head like a snake along my back! I was so scared that I couldn't move! Because in that woman's gaze was extremely vicious, resentful, and cursed! I felt as if I was surrounded by needles and blades made by the woman's gaze, and if I moved, those cold and terrible things would surely inflict on me and cut me with a thousand knives. ”