Zhang Heng, who was still in a coma, seemed to have entered a dream, and in the dream, he saw his figure, standing next to the deserted street, the cold wind blew, the sky was black and oppressive, and the silence was a little terrifying. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, a cry came faintly, Zhang Heng looked for the source of the sound, and saw a girl in a white dress crying with her head buried in her knees by a wall, crying extremely sadly.

Zhang Heng wanted to walk over and ask about the situation, but his back was cold, and he was afraid that he would not be able to move an inch.

But the girl's crying still didn't stop, and Zhang Heng also mustered up the courage to walk over, and the strange thing was that the more he walked over, the more panicked his heart became.

Zhang Heng patted the girl's shoulder, "Hello, why are you here, have you encountered something?" ”

The girl suddenly raised her head, Zhang Heng screamed and retreated again and again, and finally didn't know where to run, in short, he wanted to leave here, what he saw was not a girl at all, a miserable white skull, a face without flesh and skin, a blackened liquid flowing from the empty eye sockets, a mouth wide open, and there seemed to be twisted insects inside.

No matter where Zhang Heng runs, he can't see a single person, here...... Is it really the world that has lived for a long time?

Is everything in this world really the way we see it?

Hearing is false, seeing is ...... It is not necessarily true, the world hides too many secrets, and nature has left us traces of exploration again and again, but has never saved us a complete answer.

Even if we live on the earth for a few thousand years, we may not be able to explore five percent of the universe, maybe one day you don't know it, the world is quietly changing, what you see may not be the true face of the world, it may be a ruin, it may be a vast ocean, maybe it has nothing, maybe we are just a program in the game, maybe...... We don't exist in this world.

Maybe...... We're being manipulated, maybe...... There may be too much that we need to explore, and it is precisely because of the value of these explorations that we continue to discover and survive.

Suddenly, Zhang Heng only felt that his feet suddenly stepped on the air, and he seemed to have fallen into something with a "whoosh~", he suddenly sat up, everything here was so familiar, it was not Gu Chenchen's house, but his own home, the house where he lived when he was still working in the bookstore.

After Zhang Heng stabilized his mood, he didn't think about the dream just now, in his opinion, everything just now was just a nightmare.

As soon as he lay down and continued to sleep, a hand around him hugged him, Zhang Heng subconsciously touched the hand, only to feel that it was as cold as ice, and there were long nails.

His heartbeat began to accelerate, Zhang Heng slowly removed his left hand, swallowed his saliva, turned his head to look at the side, a woman with long hair, her face was terrifying to the extreme, Zhang Heng just wanted to scream, but fell into the dark abyss again.

There was no light, nothing in the place I came to this time, as if it was isolated.

"Anyone! Anyone! No matter how Zhang Heng shouted, the voice echoed in this darkness forever, helplessness, despair and double emotions began to rise, Zhang Heng sat on the ground godlessly, with endless dreams, I don't know what kind of despair I will encounter next, just like this, I am at the mercy of others, no, it is a ghost.

Zhang Heng's eyes were red, after all, he was only a 19-year-old young man who had not been deeply involved in the world, and his ability to bear the facts was naturally not as good as those who were older.

In the helplessness, something happened that made him even more desperate, there seemed to be a few pairs of eyes flashing in the dark, erratic, Zhang Heng became more and more nervous, fine beads of sweat slipped down, even if he had given up struggling, but the fear still existed in his heart.

Although this is not terrifying, there is a special power that drives his emotions to a desperate place, making his heart so terrified that he wants to commit suicide, but how ...... I couldn't move, and my whole body was numb.

Zhang Heng screamed with a headshot, and when people lost control of their emotions, their calmness and sanity would disappear.

In the screams, Zhang Heng stepped into another world, the walking dead, the corpses of each walking person were rotting to the point of purulence, there was no mouth, only a row of teeth were exposed, the sky was dark and heavy, and the collapsed city was deserted, without a little light.

And Zhang Heng, who stepped into this world, seemed to have become food, they were already hungry, scrambling to even crawl to Zhang Heng's side.

On the left, on the right, before and after, they were all surrounded by walking corpses, unable to enter or retreat, and under their feet were some corpse parts, heads, limbs, and severed fingers, Zhang Heng stepped on these fragmented corpses, undulating roads.

Inadvertently, at the top of a building, Zhang Heng clearly saw the Grim Reaper wearing a black windbreaker, and he was sure that it was the Grim Reaper.

Seeing Zhang Heng so helpless, the Grim Reaper just watched, ignoring it coldly, ignoring it, it seemed that all this was expected by him, and Zhang Heng was also the object of his calculations.

Zhang Heng, who still had a glimmer of hope, ignored his indifference and sought his help, "Death!" I'm here! ”

Zhang Heng in the dream realm couldn't attack even if it was dangerous, but he knew that it was a dream, but all this made him feel so real.

The Grim Reaper flew down, the night breeze blew the corners of his clothes, standing in front of Zhang Heng, the Grim Reaper did not have perennial brotherhood, and the cold smile on the corner of his mouth made him shudder.

"Death, what's wrong with you......" Zhang Heng asked weakly, because he was now like a bird in a cage, slaughtered by others, he didn't believe that this person who betrayed him and wanted him to die would be his brother, but what he saw in front of him seemed to be like this.

"I'll let you ...... Die in front of me one by one" When the words of the god of death came out, Zhang Heng's last hope was completely shattered.

He didn't even know what situation Song Ying, Gu Chenchen, Yin Yang Angel, and Han Qianxue were in now.

In a trance, the Grim Reaper disappeared in front of him with a smile that was so cold that it was to the bone.

One by one, the walking corpses who were close to madness swarmed over, and when the first hand was about to touch Zhang Heng, strange things happened again, he fell into the abyss again, and when he came back to his senses again, his eyes were white and bright, and he seemed to have returned to reality.

Zhang Heng opened his eyes, and he closed again with the stinging of the sun.

What he can't forget is not the first girl, not the second bedside ghost, not the third eye, not the fourth walking corpse, but the Grim Reaper standing on the building.

He had never seen that kind of smile on the Grim Reaper, and the Grim Reaper he saw was the Grim Reaper who often had small fights with Gu Chenchen and had the same personality as Gu Chenchen.

But that kind of dream gave him such an extreme sense of reality that he didn't feel half adulterated.

And the words that can never come out of the mouth of death: "I will let you ...... Die in front of me one by one."