This black shadow is actually Zhao Rui's father!

The one who was supposed to be sucked away by the black shadow and died!

A dead man, coming home?

Zhao Rui's father was pale, his eyes were empty and pale, and he slowly walked into the house.

Each of his steps carried a strange and distorted rhythm, as if the magic sound from hell echoed behind him.

Zhao Rui's room was quiet, maybe he didn't hear the sound, or maybe he was hiding in the crack of the door, watching carefully.

It's late at night.

When the strange old man left Zhao Rui's house, he ran fast.

When the strange old man fled from Zhao Rui's house, he galloped out like the wind.

His steps were light and swift, as if he were stepping on an invisible cloud, leaving a faint afterimage.

He walked through the narrow lanes of the village, the shadows under the streetlights twisting and distorting, seemingly silently chasing him. Gradually moving away from the village, he came to the sheepfold.

The sheepfold at night is a completely different world. At this moment, the moonlight shines through the gaps in the dark clouds, leaving only a few pale rays of light on the ground, outlining the outline of the horror.

The silent night is filled with the sound of nature's breathing, giving it a spooky and eerie atmosphere.

There was a fishy smell in the sheepfold, which seemed to be the smell of death and depravity.

If you look closely, you can see that there was only one lonely sheep in the sheepfold during the day, but now it is crowded.

The black goats are densely packed together, like a black cloud, exuding an evil aura.

The eyes of the black goats shimmer with a strange light, as if they can perceive people's hearts.

Their eyes were staring at the strange old man, as if they were about to devour his soul. Those eyes shimmered with a sharp cold light, like ghostly fire in the dark night, like terrifying portals that swept anyone who approached them into the abyss.

The strange old man felt the ominous gaze of the black goats, and a tremor rose from the depths of his heart.

He subconsciously took two steps back, trying to get rid of these terrifying looks.

However, the eyes of the black goats seemed to follow his steps, clinging to him.

Their hooves make an eerie clicking sound that echoes through the sheepfold like a bell.

Looking around, the strange old man noticed that the whole sheepfold seemed to be plunged into a dark fog.

As the black goats moved, the fog seemed to grow thicker, filling the air with suffocation.

The chill is blowing through the bones, and the spirit is gradually broken.

Suddenly, a black goat broke away from the group and pounced on the strange old man.

Its eyes were scarlet as blood, and its sharp horns glistened in the moonlight.

The strange old man felt the breath of death rushing towards him, and he desperately fled, but seemed to be haunted by invisible restraints.

Finally, the strange old man broke out of the edge of the sheepfold, as if breaking through a cursed cage.

His body was surrounded by a cool breeze, as if he had escaped the pursuit of the black goats.

He gasped, sweat dripping from his forehead on the ground with a faint sound.

The strange old man looked back, and the sheepfold had regained its calm.

The sheepfold was empty, and there was nothing, as if everything just now was just a hallucination of the strange old man.

The strange old man was really scared.

He went to the blind man and told him these things overnight.

The blind half-immortal sighed and said helplessly: "It's finally come to this day." You didn't find the wrong person, Zhao Rui is the one who can help you exorcise evil spirits. ”

The strange old man hesitated: "But...... I feel like Zhao Rui seems to be more evil......"

The blind half-immortal did not answer the strange old man's words, but beckoned to himself, and a strange bird landed on his shoulder.

The strange bird's black feathers glowed with an eerie sheen, and its eyes shimmered with green flames.

His mouth moved up and down, and he uttered a strange human language: "Zhao Rui is indeed evil, but he is also the only existence that can compete with evil. ”

The blind half-immortal stared at the strange bird, and his expression became solemn.

"You see, good and evil are inherently interdependent. Zhao Rui has a special power in his body, he used to intertwine with darkness, yin and yang, and Zhao Rui is the key. ”

"It's weird right now. Tentacles, black goats, death, resurrection, I can't stand it anymore. ”

The blind half-immortal suddenly sneered: "Isn't this what you want?" ”

"What?"

"Do you think I don't know? It was you who did the summoning ritual to summon something from another world to you. You just regret it now. ”

"......" The strange old man's head hung lower.

"Ten years old." The blind half-immortal suddenly said: "When Zhao Rui was ten years old, you tried it close to him, that was your only chance." ”

The strange old man is grateful that Dade is gone.

It was only with me on his back that I finally found the thread in this mess.

I have seen that strange bird, sent by the Human-faced Rabbit and the Bird-Man to stop me;

When I was ten years old, I fell for the evil cause!

It turns out that from beginning to end, I have not left the surveillance of the blind half-immortal!

The strange old man was curled up in a dimly lit corner, his thin body trembling under his dirty clothes, and he lay on the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

The moonlight shone obliquely on his gray face, making his wrinkles deeper and deeper, like marks mercilessly carved by time.

Beside him, the grass rustled, and a small pig crept out.

It is not as fat and cute as people think, but looks thin and emaciated.

It was much smaller than the average piglet, with a few black spots on its back, as if it had been burned by something.

Its nose is long and somewhat comical, but its eyes are very bright and sparkle with a human light.

It could be seen that its body was covered with wounds, its skin was covered with bright red blood, and every breath it breathed with painful convulsions, which was extremely pitiful.

Seeing it, my heart trembled, this little pig in front of me, is it ......

"Dream Tapir?"

I cried out in a low voice, lest I wake up the strange old man who was sleeping soundly.

It raised its head, a tired but determined look as if to say, "Yes, I am." ”

Then it nodded, and scratched vigorously on the ground, leaving a few vague handwriting: "Follow me!" ”

When I recognized it, I knew it was just a dream, a dream woven from meteorites.

But through this dream, I am constantly learning about what really happened in the past.

The cold moon hangs in the night sky, the Milky Way is as bright as cloth, and the sky is full of stars dotted with the endless sky.

The dark night seems to respond to this strange atmosphere, terrifying and mysterious.

The moonlight shone through the sparse woods, dappled onto the clearing.

The grass rustled, and it seemed to hide an unknown danger.

I shook my head and said to the Dream Eater, "I can't go with you. I want to know the truth, to know everything that happened in the past. ”