A few days between hope and disappointment, Ning Que's mood was a little unhappy, and then he stopped thinking about it, whether he was happy or not, it was very suitable for drinking and getting drunk, and it happened that this night Sangsang's illness was committed again, and his little feet were as cold as two ice branches, so the master and servant slapped open a jar of spirits and drank it happily.

The little maid drank most of the big jar of spirits, but Ning Que was the one who fell first, and Sang Sang carried him to the mat with difficulty, then lifted the futon and put it on, and got into it himself, habitually stuffing his little feet into his arms.

With the pervasive aroma of wine, Ning Que had a dream.

In the dream, he felt that the warm sea appeared around him again, but this time he didn't reach out to catch it as before, but found that he could only fish in vain, it should be the words of the old man Lu Qingchen that played a role, this time he knew very well that he was dreaming, so he stood in the warm sea, like a stranger or a bystander, calmly looking at the one in front of him.

He smiled in his dream and remembered a sentence: "A qiē is an illusion, it can't scare me." ”

Probably because of the unprecedented calmness, this time Ning Que saw the appearance of the ocean in his dream very clearly, the boundless sea that occupied all the space turned out to be not blue but green, extremely dark but extremely transparent, like a piece of crystal clear jade.

Standing on the surface of the green sea, he did not bend down and reach out to catch the slow-flowing green, but quietly watched it, wondering in his heart where they would flow next and what shape they would change into.

Two white flowers suddenly appeared in the green sea, the petals were snow-white, without a trace of variegation, and there was no common color of ordinary flowers, which was monotonous and boring white.

The sea beat at the roots of the white flowers, and if they had roots, the two white flowers grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the petals fell off one by one, and when they fell on the surface of the sea, they became new white flowers, and so on the white flowers spread rapidly, occupying all the surface of the sea in his sight, and extending to the sky.

Ning Que looked at Rusi's divine scene, his heart shook and he couldn't feel at ease, so he stepped up to the flowers, stepped on the petals and walked towards the sky, his bare feet touched the delicate white flower petals, and he rose and fell slightly, feeling soft and tender.

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In the carriage next to the field, Ning Que was lying on his side on the mat, the mattress on his body had already been lifted more than half, his forehead was full of sweat, and he was holding a pair of small feet tightly in his arms, the skin on the little maid's feet was much better than other places on his body, pure white as snow, and it looked like two small white flowers.

He frowned and pursed his lips from time to time, not knowing what he was thinking in his dream, his feet were subconsciously moving in the mattress, he didn't know where he had touched it, he felt very comfortable, his face showed a satisfied expression, and he stopped moving.

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His mind gradually became confused, Ning Que had long forgotten that he was in a dream, his mind was shaking but he was walking on the sea surface unusually calmly, walking among the white flowers like the sea, suddenly his heart moved, and the whole person's body slowly drifted away from the petals, and quickly flew towards the high altitude on the sea.

Flying to a very high place, he looked down and saw that the white flowers on the green sea had long disappeared, and he could faintly see a red plane in the depths of the sea, stretching in all directions.

He broke through the sea and dived into the depths of the green ocean.

He didn't know how long he had been diving, but he finally saw the red—it was a thick, crimson layer of water, crimson red, like ketchup, but more like blood about to curdle.

The blood suddenly broke the calm and became boiling, and there were countless human beings without facial features who slowly stood up, then fell down, stood up again and fell down again, they struggled, silently howling in pain, but no matter how they struggled and howled, the membrane on their facial features always imprisoned them in the eternal silence of the blood-colored world.

A touch of fear in the deepest part of his life slowly and unstoppably took over Ning Que's body, turning him into a stone sculpture, and he stood by the red sea of blood in ignorance and unawareness, watching those silent cruel pictures.

The blood-colored sea became land, and so there was also a sky.

Ning Que stood between the sky and the ground, and found himself in the wasteland, with countless corpses under his feet and in the distance, those corpses included the cavalry of the Tang Empire, the warriors of the Moon Wheel Country, the crossbowmen of the Southern Jin Dynasty, and the elite cavalry of many grassland barbarians, and countless blood and water flowed out from under these soldiers, dyeing the entire wasteland red.

Three black clouds of smoke and dust were steadily suspended in front of the wasteland, looking indifferently at this side, as if there was life.

"It's getting dark. ”

"I said it was going to be dark, but no one ever believed me. ”

There was a person who said in Ning Que's ear in a contemptuous tone. Ning Que Huo Ran turned around, and didn't see who was speaking, but saw many people looking up at the sky, among those people were vendors with bewildered faces, officials with unwilling faces, timid young ladies, and monks laughing like crazy, no matter what the difference in clothing and expression, these people had a common characteristic, that is, they all held their heads high, like fat geese waiting to be fed.

Countless people in the wasteland looked up at the sky in horror, Ning Que subconsciously followed their gaze and found that it was still daylight at this time, because the sun hung above the sky, but I didn't know why the temperature on the wasteland was very low, the sun's rays were very dim, and the sky and earth were dim as if night was coming.

A piece of black spread from the other side of the heaven and earth line, there was nothing special, just absolute black, just like the white flowers he saw at the beginning of the dream, without any variegation, it was the deepest black of human dreams.

The people watching the sky were terrified, Ning Que was terrified, and they didn't know why they were afraid.

Ning Que looked around looking for the person who had spoken to him before, wanting to ask what had happened to that person and why it was getting dark, but no matter how he searched, he couldn't find that person, only vaguely saw an extremely tall back figure walking through the crowd and walking towards the outside of the wasteland.

He shouted at the tall back, "Hey, is that you?"

The tall man didn't turn around, and the back of the crowd was extremely gloomy until it disappeared, but Ning Que's shout alarmed the people in the wasteland who looked up at the sky, and some people complained: "It's getting dark, you don't look at it well, you have to disturb our peace at the last moment, it's really a disgusting little thing." ”

The people who complained were a minority, the vast majority of people in the wasteland retracted their gaze to look at the sky, and looked at Ning Que in surprise, the expressions in their eyes changed strangely, some became more and more stunned, some became more and more hot, and some even slowly shed tears, a drunkard and a butcher stood beside Ning Que and looked at him quietly, as if waiting for him to say something, all these eyes converged on Ning Que, as if he represented some kind of hope.

It feels strange to be watched by the whole world, and it feels weird to be regarded as hope, Ning Que feels that he has become great and noble and even sacred in an instant, but he is just an ordinary and ordinary person, and he doesn't know what is going on in the world of this night, so he is very afraid and uneasy to the point of a tearing pain in his chest.

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