Speaking of the reason for writing the book "Nothing in Heaven and Earth", don't laugh.

What kind of dark night was that? I was lying on the bed, my head was buzzing, I opened my eyes in a daze, I looked up at the ceiling of only 1 meter close, and it was pitch black all around, but I could still see a person in front of me, the darkness of the night could not drown his eyes, the hair was too old and funny to make my whole body tremble, he just smiled at me, and I could understand what he meant.

However, my hands and feet could not move, even my mouth could not make a sound, his suddenly outstretched hands touched my cheeks, not only did I not feel the slightest warmth, on the contrary, my whole body could not help but ramble, I saw his mouth move, I could not hear a word of what he said, I suspected that there was something wrong with my ears, but my whole body was paralyzed, I could not move, not even begging for mercy.

But I still want to know what the man in front of me wants to do, and who is he? He doesn't wait for a pale face...... Suddenly, I felt my body start to lighten, and get lighter, and finally, I turned into a little bit of golden light pouring into the man's head.

When my body was free, I was naked, and when I looked up, there was a disgusting blood in the sky, and the world without sunlight seemed to be only red, and there were many red stones under the red sky, and I stood on one of them, and my heart was terrified.

After a few steps, I felt very light, but I didn't fit in, my stumbling body finally fell to the ground, two front teeth hit the ground, and the pain made me jump up, but unexpectedly, I used too much force, and the body that jumped up shot straight out like a cannonball, I looked at me flying in the air in shock, like floating on the water, my limbs tried to keep a balance as much as possible, and I didn't care about the bloody breath in the air, and it took a while for my rapid breathing to calm down; I had just learned how to fly forward, although I didn't understand why I was here"Where is this?" But I decided to take a look at the world.

I took off into the air, and I was about to travel around this red world, and before I could fly forward, I saw what was in the air in front of me?

I flew forward with great effort and curiosity, and when I was still far away, the bloody breath in the air became thicker and thicker, and even suffocated me; when I overcame the difficulties and flew closer, oh my God? What did I see? The air was suspended everywhere with stump legs and broken arms, and the bright red blood was suspended in the air, slowly converging into a small river, how many heads and eyes were wide open? What scared me the most was that those heads were actually my heads, exactly like me, and such a terrifying place made my heart fear reach an unprecedented level, and my body almost fell from the air to the ground.

I tried to stabilize my body, closed my eyes to calm down, but I don't know when my ears became particularly sensitive, I heard two people with the same tone talking, they didn't seem to be satisfied with the distribution of the spoils, the two of them became more and more arguing, just when I wanted the two to fight, my body felt a strong wind, to pull me into the horror that was still far away, the pull became stronger and stronger......

I couldn't control myself, my body couldn't help but fly to the place of terror, getting closer and closer, my body couldn't help but tremble, after a while, I had been sucked to the center of the place of terror, the bones here are innumerable, the smell of blood here is incomparable, those heads have no face, only a sentence of skulls remains, countless bones are neatly stacked, the largest pile of bones is already the size of a hill, how many people have to die! Apparently I arrived in a murderous place, and a place of cannibalism......

Bang, the largest mountain of bones exploded, where the bones flew around, I vaguely saw two people holding each other, and then fighting, both of them were naked, with blood in the corners of their mouths, as if they had been injured, but I knew from the bottom of my heart that it was not their own blood. The two people who were holding me knew that I was coming, and the corners of their eyes swept over me with scrutiny, and then they ignored me and continued to hurt each other...... But since I was sucked into the center of the horror, I couldn't move, I thought sadly. Hey, why can't I use it? Why haven't I been able to move before......

I don't know how long later, a man covered in blood, holding the head of a person exactly like him, grinned at me, I wanted to tell him that there was something to discuss, but before the words could be spoken, a crimson figure rushed in front of me as fast as a flying arrow, and I saw a bloody mouth facing my head...... (To be continued, I know what will happen next, and I will break it down at leisure.) ）

When I woke up, the sun was falling on my head through the window, the sun was soft and warm, and the weather outside must have been charming. I lifted the beaten quilt, sat up tremblingly, put on my slippers, and walked to the big curtain in just a few steps, even though my muscles were still trembling inexplicably, I still pulled hard, everything in the room shimmered in the golden light, including myself, I closed my eyes and felt the beginning of a new day, as if the lingering nightmare had left me......

After a few days, my cold gradually improved, and one of my good brothers was relieved to see that I was slowly getting better.

When I was bored, I told him the horror stories of my dreams, and he was very patient, and I told them in great detail, so that he listened to them for several days on end. In the end, he finally listened, but he kept complaining that it didn't end well, and I couldn't help but laugh, why is it a nightmare and not a sweet dream?

A few weeks later, my good brother suggested that I write the horror story in my dream into a novel, even if I can't write a long novel, write a short one, the plot of the novella, the number of words is indeed more than enough, but I have never written a horror novel, naturally I can't write it, if someone writes it, it is estimated that it may not be written to my satisfaction, so I have not moved.

Until one day in 2016, I remembered the nightmare that made my muscles tremble, and I guess it had been 5 years since then. Now, when I think back to that nightmare, I can treat it very calmly, I can't write horror novels, so let's try to create other themes.

I started with a horror story and started with a dream. But I would have thought that during the writing of "Heaven and Earth", my brain hole seemed to have been blown up by nuclear weapons, and the storyline became more and more set up and the structure became bigger and bigger.