During this time, the bar was not open normally. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info city is already like this, who might come to the bar? So, our job is to open the doors twice a day, in the morning and in the evening, to give people free food, and nothing else.

After order was restored, Liqing and the others no longer interfered in the reconstruction of the human race, so we were more idle than before.

I didn't need to work at night, so I could use the night time to sleep, and I finally adjusted back to my normal biological clock in this short period of time.

Not only at night, but also in the morning, there is nothing to do after the food is distributed, and time is free. So after preparing lunch for Liqing and the others, after everyone has eaten, I sometimes take a short nap.

Since that night, my body has often felt inexplicably tired. Maybe it was because the battle that night forcibly drained too much energy, and I didn't feel anything at the time, but it was only after everything settled down that all kinds of discomfort came to the door one after another. It doesn't have to be serious, it's just a head-to-toe emptiness and fatigue.

So often in the middle of the day, I already feel low on energy and have to spend a little time sleeping.

As shelters for the victims of the disaster have improved, fewer and fewer people have traveled long distances to collect food from us, and my work has become easier and I have more and more time available for napping.

So after I went to bed this afternoon, I slept very deeply. Falling asleep, I felt like I had experienced another battle to the death under the blood moon, and it was dark, and I held the dagger that Liqing gave me, and with a sharp swing, I cut off the head of a low-level demon. The skull fell to the ground, and the bones rolled off into the distance, and finally, where the skull had stopped, I saw a huge tree.

It is a huge pentagonal maple, the main trunk is as thick as two people hugging, and the crown is like a pavilion canopy, dense and dense green.

The so-called pentagonal maple is a maple tree with five horns in the shape of leaves, and its leaves turn yellow and red in autumn, and sometimes one tree will show three colors at the same time, which is very beautiful. Some pentagonal maples can live for many years, like this maple tree that two people can't hug together, I'm afraid it will have a history of hundreds or even thousands of years.

I stepped forward in amazement to see the huge tree that had suddenly appeared, but as I approached, I heard the sound of gnats beneath my feet.

"Help me...... Help me......"

I was startled, and hurriedly looked down, but found that under the huge tree, there was a little girl in red who was crawling, and the voice for help came from the little girl's mouth.

I looked closely, and what I saw was even more astonishing.

The little girl in red was only about five or six years old, her soft black hair was tied into two pigtails, her skin was white, and her eyebrows were picturesque, which was very cute. However, now the little girl is lying on the ground, and her whole body is wrapped and entangled by the roots of the huge ancient tree, at first glance it looks like a giant tree grows directly on the little girl's body, and soon wants to devour and absorb her as her own fertilizer, the scene looks extremely terrifying.

I hurriedly squatted down and tried to pull away the roots of the tree, trying to free the child from the entanglement of the roots. But the cold black tendrils with a sticky touch actually snaked and wriggled like a snake.

I tried my best to dismantle the roots, but the more I dismantled, the more messy it became. I was sweating profusely, and the roots of the tree were getting even tighter. The little girl in the root of the tree kept moaning. Moaning and crying for help, only the voice became lower and weaker.

"Don't worry, don't be afraid, I'll save you, it'll be fine!" I tried my best to comfort her, but at this moment, the power that I had burst out in the face of the demon seemed to suddenly come to naught, and I couldn't use any strength.

The girl's voice continued in my ears, but it gradually became ethereal and ethereal. All I heard was her desperately shouting, "Help me...... Brother Shining, help me...... It's about to be overwhelmed...... No. 64 Jingbei Hutong...... Brother Shining, ...... quickly"

I was startled, and suddenly I woke up and came back to reality.

Only then did I realize that I had a dream. Now I'm lying on the bed in my room, the warm breeze of early summer blowing in through the open window, and I'm covered in sweat, like I've just taken a shower.

Everything in my dreams, like a knife and axe, was deeply engraved in my mind, incomparably vivid, as if it had just been experienced.

In the past, I would have thought it was just a dream, but now, I'm suddenly not so sure.

The world is no longer a world that can be explained only by scientific principles, and who can tell whether dreams are real or illusory?

What if she's asking me for help through a dream?

Every word that the little girl in red said, every look she looked at was so clear in my mind that my heart couldn't help but tug up. If this dream did not come out of thin air, but in some form of "dream", wouldn't the little girl's situation be extremely dangerous?

The reason why it is so disturbing is that the details of this dream are so specific that when humans dream, there is very little description of the details. And this dream is not only full of reality in every detail, but the little girl keeps calling me "Brother Shining".

She knows who I am and knows my name.

Moreover, she said a very specific address - "No. 64 Jingbei Hutong".

The mobile signal in the city has been restored, so I took out my phone and typed the words "No. 64 Jingbei Hutong" into the search bar of the search engine.

A row of information about "Jingbei Hutong" appeared on the page.

It turns out that there are places called "Jingbei Hutong" in many cities across the country, and my eyes are focused on one of them, because that one shows that there is a "Jingbei Hutong" in the city where I am now!

My gut tells me that this is it!

The uneasiness in my heart was even stronger. This "Jingbei Hutong" is on the northern edge of the city, not too far from our shop, but this place, I have never been to, or even heard of.

It stands to reason that information that has never been touched before cannot be automatically generated even in a dream, let alone that the information in this place is so specific!

I hurriedly got out of bed, washed my face, wiped the sweat off my body, changed into a set of clothes, and rushed out to the front hall to find the boss.

They don't have a nap habit, so it's possible to do whatever they are doing at this time. Unfortunately, I searched the bar from the front hall to the backyard, but I couldn't find anyone.

It's normal for them to go out at this time, and if that's the case, I'm naturally not anxious, just do some work and wait for them to come back. But today is different, there is always a voice in the dark that tells me that I can't wait for a moment. If you wait any longer, it will be too late!