Copper Lock didn't sleep well for a while. I can't sleep at night, even if I barely sleep, it's not real, and I have a lot of dreams. I woke up at five o'clock every day, lying in bed in a daze, my head was dizzy and painful.

He even considered taking sleeping pills. The copper lock himself has no bad habits, except for a good color, but it's normal, a young man is not lustful but has a problem. He didn't think too complicated, an adult can't sleep well and thinks a lot, it's normal.

But this bad sleeping habit became more and more strict, and in the end, the copper lock almost didn't sleep all night. Until that day. He had a nightmare, and it was a series of unbelievable things.

He hurried towards the cheering place, and ran through the town, with a vast lake in front of him. The copper lock saw that on the shore of the lake, there were crowds of people, there were dragon dancers, some drums, and some firecrackers, not to mention this excitement.

Copperlock surveyed the terrain, found a way around it, and stopped when he saw that he was about to reach the lake. Because these people in front of him made him fearful, and his heart was like being bitten by a snake.

Why is this so? The copper lock told us that he saw that all the people in the town had no face.

Hearing this, not only was I interested, but even Xie Ling sat up with pain and listened with his eyebrows.

Copperlock said, I was really frightened. Although the sun was shining in the dream, there were crowds of people in front of him, and the lake was flooding, but his whole body seemed to be shrouded in an invisible black fog.

He elaborated on it, and it turned out that the people in the dream were not faceless, but that each of them was wearing something similar to a hat ornament, which covered their faces. For example, men wear peaked or domed hats, women wear scarves or veils like Arabs, and in short, each person hides his true face.

The copper lock touched the big hat on his head, which matched the scene in front of him. It's weird, as if he has the ability to be a prophet of the unknown, and subconsciously knows that he can't reveal his appearance.

He walked slowly over and blended into the crowd. His clothes, his hat, his temperament, completely blended into the crowd, like a native aborigine.

He squeezed forward, trying to see what the hell the men were looking at.

The townspeople stood on the flat ground by the lake, far from the shore, in the lake water, erecting a drum tower several meters high, on which hung an oversized plaque, on which was written a word: Xian.

I don't know who the word "immortal" came from, and it was written drunk, and it was really elegant. The bronze lock said to us, and he couldn't help but be fascinated when he thought of this word now, and that glyph looked very much like an old fairy holding a wine gourd in the red dust.

There were a bunch of young men standing on the drum tower, all bare-legged, laughing at each other. They each have their own division of labor, some play drums, and some hold the high platform. Yes, there is also a very high platform on the drum tower, which must be five or six meters long, and there is a person sitting on it. The man was wearing a pair of long boots that were almost as tall as a platform, but in fact the boots were made in the shape of boots on the outside, and on stilts on the inside.

On the shore of the west side of the drum tower, there is a high cliff, on which is a grand grandstand, the reeds are tied into the awning roof, the red silk covers the ground on all sides, the people sitting on the platform are the family members of the head and face of the town, they are not mixed with the mud legs in the town, the little daughter-in-law and the eldest girl are dressed in festive costumes, sitting on the chair covered with embroidered mats, one person holds a small fan in his hand, covers his mouth when he speaks, points to the young man on the drum tower in the lake, sneers, and points and points.

The copper lock is mixed in the crowd, he can't blend into the excitement at all, and he doesn't fit in here, he is an inexplicable traverser, I don't know why I'm here, I can only watch coldly.

The man on stilts on the high platform of the drum tower was dressed as the image of Lu Dongbin, dressed in a Taoist robe, carrying a sword behind his back, but wearing a grimace mask on his face. The red face and big eyes are very terrifying.

Only one cannon rang out, followed by a rumbling drum, and everyone was boiling.

The person dressed as Lu Dongbin stood up from the high platform with his butt raised, stepped on the long boots and stilts several meters high, and walked tremblingly on the drum tower, every step was extremely dangerous and shaky. Copper Lock didn't blink, thinking that he shouldn't fall into the lake.

As he walked, he came to the edge of the drum tower, and below it was a deep lake, and the man lowered his head and looked at the lake.

At this moment, the copper lock said, I was like a sudden electric shock, and there was an electric current passing through my body, and the scene in front of me was a little disillusioned, and I saw the dark green lake.

It was only later that he figured out that at that moment, he entered the mind of a stilt walker and was looking at the world through the eyes of that person. The man stared at the lake, so he saw the lake too.

Why is this happening, said the copper lock, listen to you and you will know.

At this time, the surface of the lake seemed to be boiling, and countless bubbles gushed out from below, gurgling, and the ripples around it became bigger and bigger. All the sounds stopped, no one was drumming, no one was cheering, and all eyes were fixed on the lake.

The surface of the lake fluctuated more and more, the mud and sand rolled out, and the copper lock held its breath. He had a strange feeling, not fear, but anticipation. He seemed to vaguely feel that this thing that was going to emerge from the lake would affect his entire life in the future.

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