When the frightened soul returns to its sleeping body, everything becomes illusory and dreamlike. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

I woke up from a nightmare, and before my mind could fully recover, I felt chills all over my body. There was a campfire around, but it was still very dark and cold. I just lay there with my eyes open for a long time, and the silence around me made me feel a rare peace.

Cassia lay next to me, breathing evenly and sleeping soundly. I twisted my neck and saw that Master was also asleep against the rock wall, and the guard was lying on the other side of the campfire, probably asleep as well.

And when I saw the clothes on the campfire, the previous experience suddenly flooded into my mind. I can't estimate how long I've been asleep, it could be a day, it could be a night, it could just be a short time. The scene in front of me was tense and peaceful, and it was the first time I had felt this way since I got into the fight. In the silence, I suddenly remembered the fourth child again. To be honest, I never thought that any of us would actually die, and death should be a very distant thing for me. I remembered what the fourth child said before he left on the rope bridge, and it was only at this moment that I realized the meaning.

Regarding the sudden death of the fourth child, I really couldn't accept it for a while. The fourth child is an outsider, maybe we shouldn't have let him get involved in the first place.

At this time, the water on the campfire rack boiled, and the water kept boiling in the tin can. I was worried that Master and they would be woken up, and I was about to get up when suddenly a figure came from not far away. It was a monk, and he was holding a bundle of wood in his arms.

"Awake?"

When the monk saw that I was awake, he put the firewood next to the campfire and sat down beside me.

I nodded, just about to speak. But as soon as he opened his mouth, there was a tearing pain in his chest, and the words that came to his mouth turned into painful moans.

The monk hurriedly helped me to calm down, and he put the burden under my neck to make me lie down a little more comfortably.

"You have a wound, don't talk yet. Come, drink some hot water and warm up. ”

I was surprised that the monk also had such a tender side. He spoke in a very soft voice at this time, compared to the previous ones, it was almost two people.

I took the glass of water and held it in my hand, my body gradually warmed up a little, and my cold limbs gradually regained consciousness.

"Why didn't I die?"

This is the question that puzzles me the most, I remember very clearly, I was dragged into the near-freezing water by the ghost claws, how did I not die?

"Then you'll have to ask the madman who got you out of the water." The monk took a sip of water, pointed to the guards lying on the other side of the bonfire, and continued: "The situation was very chaotic at that time, I heard your cry for help, and when I rushed over, you had already been dragged down. At that time, there was no chance that anyone would survive. This fellow among you, if anything, he will go down and save you. I went up to stop him, saying why should I take another life, but he almost beat him up. He said, glancing at Cassia who was sleeping.

"I thought you were dead, and there was no suspense at all, because I knew what was in the water. But what I didn't expect was that this madman could be so powerful. And I said, Where did you get this man? With him, it is more reliable than asking for the Buddha to manifest his spirit. The monk looked at the guards with an incredulous expression.

I remembered that on the altar before, the monk's first reaction when he saw the guard, so I asked him if there was any conflict between him and the guard.

The monk said that the contradiction could not be discussed, in the final analysis, it was the guards who saved his life, but in a somewhat special way.

"Can you tell me about the situation?" I've been rescued by the guards more than once, but I'm still curious to know what it was like.

The monk nodded, added a few sticks of firewood to the campfire, and put a few spare ones next to the campfire. He had picked up all the firewood from the shore, and it had to be dried before it could be used.

"At that time, he must have been entangled by the four gargoyle kings, and he rushed over when he heard your cry for help. I didn't have time to stop him, this guy was a madman, and without saying a word, he plunged headlong into the water. I know exactly what is going on underwater, even if Da Luo Immortal goes in, he may not be able to come back completely. But I really didn't expect this guy to snatch you back from those monsters. ”

"And then?"

"Later, when a few of us pulled you up, this fellow of yours carried you to shore. At that time, you were unconscious, and your master gave you emergency resuscitation, and a few of us took turns to guard it. But you've been unconscious, so I'll let them go to sleep first, it's still relatively safe here for the time being, and I'll be able to keep a vigil alone. ”

The monk said, this is probably the way it is, and I have a general understanding in my heart, but I always feel as if he is deliberately missing something.

"What about him? What happened to him? ”

I suddenly remembered that the monk had talked about everyone, but he didn't say what happened to the guards.

The monk's eyes at this time were dodgy, and his mouth was also fragmented. When I saw his reaction, my heart suddenly went cold.

"According to your master, he might... I can't wake up. ”

"What!" I sat up from the ground all at once.

The monk hurriedly explained: "Don't get excited, I'm just saying that he may not wake up, not that he is dead." ”

I looked at the guards lying on the other side, and I was still not at ease, so I said, "Monk, help me over." ”

The monk hesitated for a moment and said, "His situation is a bit dangerous now, so it's best not to disturb him." ”

I said I had no other ideas, I just wanted to go and have a look. The monk couldn't resist me, so he had to help me walk over.

"He's burning badly now, you have to be mentally prepared, he may..."

The monk said half of what he said and didn't say any more. The two people stood beside the guards, no one dared to say anything, and I squatted on the ground with the monk's legs.

The guards lay on the ground and did not move. Normally, he would have woken up before I even got close. The monk was right, he was now hot and burned badly, and it seemed that it was most likely an infection from the wound.

"When I pushed you up, he was unconscious. When we scrubbed him again, we found this. ”

The monk pointed to several obvious abrasions on the guard's body, but when I saw it clearly, I realized that they were not abrasions at all, but extremely sharp scratches. Immediately, I noticed that his upper body was almost covered with these scratches, especially around his waist, densely packed. I didn't notice it at first, but now that I found out, I felt chills all over my body. The hellish experience of the previous underwater came back to my mind, and the monsters seemed to specialize in human weakness, and I couldn't imagine what he had been through underwater.

I reached out tremblingly and touched his snort.

Luckily, the breathing was okay and not as bad as I thought. I breathed a sigh of relief, and my heart said damn it, it almost scared me to death. If he dies like this, then my sin will be great.

I asked the monk, what is my master's statement about the guards not waking up with a high fever?

"What your master means is that he has a recurrence of his old illness, and when he saved you, he hurt his vitality, and now the wound is mildly infected. So I was unconscious all the time. If he continues to burn like this, he will enter a dangerous period, and he may never wake up again. ”

"Danger period? Is there anything I can do to help him? ”

The monk said, "What should be done, your master has already done it." Now he can only rely on himself. But don't worry, this kind of person is a hard-nosed lord at first glance, and I estimate that when I reach the king of Hades, the underworld will not dare to accept it. Besides, I've helped him recite the survival spell, so don't worry. When you should wake up, you will wake up, and no matter how anxious you are, it's useless. Besides, you still have injuries on your body, and there is still a long way to go, and you may not be able to bear it with your bones. ”

I looked at the guards and sighed inwardly. The monk is right, I will wake up naturally, and it is useless for me to be in a hurry. There's still a long way to go, and if I continue like this, I'll only add to their burden.

The monk helped me back and told me to rest and not think about it. I think he must have been on watch for a long time, so I wanted him to sleep, so I came to keep vigil.

The monk said to me, are you kidding? Let you keep vigil, it is estimated that tomorrow morning, a few of us will be in the belly of those gargoyles, don't grind, lie down and sleep.

I was speechless for a moment. Indeed, although the monk's words are very poor, he can see people very accurately. My alertness and willpower are too low to be fit for the vigil. It's likely that it's all happening, and I'm not aware of anything.

I finally drank some water, chatted with the monk for a few words, and fell asleep. Probably because of the injuries on my body, I slept very hard this night, and my dreams were very heavy.

It took me about three hours of sleep before I woke up from my dream. Master and Cassia had woken up at some point, and the two were sitting by the campfire chatting with the monk while the guards were still unconscious.

Although the sleep was not very comfortable, it still played a big role, and I felt that my body had almost recovered. When they saw that I was awake, they helped me over and asked me how I felt. I nodded and said no problem, slept a little, and was basically recovered. I gathered around the fire and ate some dry food to replenish my strength. At that time, we had prepared dry food for three days, and the physical strength was very fast along the way, so the dry food was not enough, and now we can barely last another day. In other words, if we haven't gone out after a day, we're going to be hungry.

I asked Master about the situation of the guards, and Master said that the fever had subsided, but when he would wake up depends on his own creation.

I looked around and saw that it wasn't as safe as I thought. The ice on the waterhole had not yet melted, and the gargoyles were speeding through the darkness above us from time to time. As for the four gargoyle kings, I have never seen them. The monk said that the four old goblins should have their range of movement and not fly too far from the altar. I chose to believe that the guards had taken them all out.