A few days ago, on the other side of the world.

It's not the first time I've dreamed like this, yes, Obsidian recognizes him dreaming at the moment.

He is always in his dreams, wandering alone, pedestrians coming and going, as if there is no color, they can't see him, he can't touch them, but, just like that, slowly wandering the streets and alleys, occasionally seeing some interesting things, and then, smiling...

But this dream was very strange, he was floating in the air, watching him sleep on the bed, suddenly, the white light flashed in front of the obsidian, and he actually disappeared while lying on the bed, obsidian floated in the air, quite helpless, a trace of unrealistic thoughts flashed in his mind, his current state, is it the legendary out-of-body soul?

As soon as this idea came out, Obsidian immediately vetoed it, and sure enough, he was still dreaming!

Obsidian is an orphan, it is said that he was abandoned at the door of the orphanage on a rainy day, probably, just like in the dream now, the gray sky, as far as the eye can see, the air is heavy, very depressing, accompanied by lightning and thunder, the rain of beans pours down, and he is placed in a bamboo basket in front of the door of the orphanage, and the bamboo basket still has a paper with his name written on it.

Obsidian tried to fly out of the room and landed on the street outside, and when he thought to himself, Obsidian did the same.

Obsidian was in a dream, and he should have felt nothing, but at this moment he felt a chill hit his feet, almost causing him to fall to the ground.

The rain came and went as fast as it came, and Obsidian continued his hike again.

In fact, relatively speaking, obsidian prefers to live in dreams, where there are not so many rules, not so many calculations, and not so many fights.

He sometimes makes stupid assumptions, and it may be more comfortable to live in a dream, which is also an option.

Obsidian walked and walked, enjoying this rare comfort, walking through streets large and small, passing by parks, lakes, ......

He saw a little girl crying helplessly with a multicolored stick on the side of the road......

He saw the orange cat that Uncle Wang had been talking about in his mouth next door and had been missing for a long time......

He saw a worker with a hurried look and messy steps, who had not yet had time to remove his overalls......

The worker rushed straight in his direction, he knew he didn't need to dodge, it was just his dream, but the next moment he was knocked to the ground, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and he didn't even hear the other party's apology.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, big brother, I'm really sorry, I have to rush back to see my mother for the last time, I'm sorry."

It was really interesting, the first time he was in a dream, someone could actually bump into him.

Subconsciously, Obsidian followed, followed the worker on the bus, and followed the worker to the train station.

As soon as the worker got off the bus, he rushed to the ticket hall, lined up behind the long queue, and carefully took out a crumpled train ticket wrapped in a plastic bag with one hand.

Finally, as if he had made up his mind, the worker rushed to the front of the team in one go, and negotiated something with one person, and the person who negotiated with him seemed to agree, and stepped back a little, the worker hurriedly bowed and thanked him, he just wanted to enter the team, but he was squeezed out by the people behind him, he sat on the ground, and the train ticket also fell, and the worker froze, his face was pale and faintly blue.

A small gust of wind blew, and the train ticket drifted out with the wind.

The worker jerked to his feet and went after the train ticket.

Obsidian looked at this scene with a slightly complicated mood, and he looked at the mocking faces of the people who had just pushed the workers hard, and his eyes were dark.

Suddenly, there was a violent shaking, and obsidian's eyes were gray, and after a long time, his vision became clear again.

The location remains the same, Obsidian is still at the same train station, but he is now on the platform.

Rows of people in black robes walked in front of him, orderly and in unison, and at first glance they were professionally trained, but it was the first time he had seen these people, but he always had the illusion that he had seen them somewhere.

Again, he followed.

It didn't take long for Obsidian to follow them to the scene of an accident, yes, it was the scene of the accident, the train that the worker wanted to get on but couldn't get on the train, there was an accident, and the whole field was in chaos, crying, crying, crying, screaming, all mixed together.

Obsidian subconsciously pinched his face, he didn't feel anything, so he thought he should still be in a dream now.

It was as if two worlds had appeared in front of Obsidian's eyes, one gray and one black.

In the gray world, the fire brigade, the police force, and the medical staff are fully cooperating to rescue the injured, and this obsidian is still acceptable.

In the black world, those individuals, those injured who had suffered accidents, most of them got out of the deflated carriage by themselves, completely ignoring whether they were missing a hole or a piece of flesh, but they were stunned and expressionless, lined up in order, asked by the black-robed people, registered, and then led by other black-robed people into a black hole that suddenly appeared in the air.

Obsidian was stunned for a while, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, looking at the two completely different scenes in front of him, cold sweat flowed, he just noticed that the original few bad people all appeared in the black world, please, don't be what he thinks, isn't this in his dream? How could he have such a dream?

When Obsidian was stunned, suddenly, the eyes of one of the black-robed people met him, and the cold air that had finally faded came up again.

Obsidian took a few steps back in a panic, closed his eyes and turned to run, completely oblivious to the shock written on the black-robed man's face and the black hole that suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

And the black-robed man is the ghost lamp of the underworld judge, the ghost lamp is shocked but puzzled, that person actually looks like the black impermanence of the "long-missing" in the underworld, the ghost lamp secretly kept a heart, and placed a tracking spell on the person who ran away.

I don't know how far he ran, Obsidian was exhausted, he stopped panting, he looked up, only to find that he came to a river, the river bank is full of unopened buds, he looked into the distance, and could vaguely see a bridge in front of him.

After resting in place for a while, Obsidian slowly walked towards the bridge, and he found that for some reason the closer he got to the other end of the bridge, the thicker the little bit of fog became.

Finally, he reached the bridge, and in a hazy way, he seemed to see a figure, and again, he chased after him, I don't know if others have this feeling, but he is obviously very afraid, if others don't let you see it, you still want to see it, and after it's over, he was scared out of his heart and then secretly regretted it, Obsidian felt that there was, he had it very much.

On the other side of the river, Obsidian caught up with the man, and he realized that he was really right, the man was dressed in a black robe, and his hair was waist-length, black and translucent, like silk.

Although I don't know where he is now, after all, it is in his dream, and there is another person beside him, and Obsidian is somewhat more down-to-earth in his heart.

Obsidian took a deep breath and eased his mood a lot, so he stepped forward and patted the man on the shoulder, wanting to talk.

The man slowly turned his head and looked at him suspiciously......

Obsidian's face suddenly turned blue.

The man......

He actually ......

No face......

No face......

Said important things three times, and he actually didn't have a face!!

Obsidian screamed in fright, his body trembled, and he opened his eyes, but a dark shadow shrouded his eyes.

Obsidian's brain was habitually stunned for a moment before he reacted, he seemed to be being pressed by something, and the warm touch on his lips was not it......

His eyes gradually adapted to the new environment, and Obsidian saw clearly that the handsome face that was close at hand was actually a man, and Obsidian felt that his heart had been hit again.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just paying you back." When the man saw that he was awake, he let go of him, got up, and said.

Obsidian wiped his mouth fiercely, and his face was gloomy.