"You ......" Yingluo stretched out a hand in a daze, and subconsciously grabbed it helplessly in that direction, but only caught one hand of flood.

Her wet hands gave her a real feeling, as if, she had been here, and this was the place where it really was.

Where is she?

It was as if everyone in the dream couldn't tell the beginning of the dream, and she couldn't remember how she got here.

The earliest picture that can be recalled is the scene of those peasant women washing clothes.

Looking down again, she was terrified.

The flood, which was still dirty just a moment ago, had now turned into bright red blood, dripping wetly.

He didn't hold anything in his hand, but he was dripping water as if he was holding a decaying corpse.

She desperately tried to shake off the blood on her hands, but she couldn't stop.

And the flash torrent, which was clearly yellow, also turned into a red sea of blood at this time.

It must be a dream.

She slowly calmed down.

Yingluo, it's not like this kind of thing has never happened before, you have to believe in yourself, this must be a dream, just wake up!

If it weren't for a dream, could Xie Daozhi not be by her side?

Thinking of this, she felt full of confidence, this is definitely a dream!

With this thought, the blood began to slowly recede.

She turned her eyes to look at the place where the torrent had come from, and saw that the steps made of high water were gone, there was no huge drop, and the speed of the torrent began to slow down and slowly calm down.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the stone bridge was revealed over the stream, and the stream below the bridge was clear again, as if nothing had happened.

That girl just now!

She hurriedly flew back to the direction of the village, but saw that although the water had receded, not a single plant or tree here could be restored to its original state.

Most of the flooded villages have no roofs, and many of the already porous walls have collapsed and melted into puddles of mud.

Many of the houses here are not built with bricks and tiles, and many of them are made of earth and straw, and they can barely make do if they can stand up and take shape.

Now it is in ruins.

Even worse than this piece of ruins are the corpses of Bai Shengsheng strewn all over the ground.

Yingluo didn't know if they still survived, but most of the faces were facing the land, and the few dead people who could be seen had frightened expressions on their faces, and the miserable white faces obviously couldn't have any life.

Children who live in happiness may never have the opportunity to see the real dead in their lifetime.

And the corpses half-buried in the soil could be seen everywhere for several miles, and such a miserable appearance made her involuntarily cover her face, and only dared to sneak through her fingers to see those miserable scenes.

"I'm sorry ......"

"I'm sorry ......"

She murmured.

A strong sense of guilt made her heart ache and tears rained down.

"Your Highness, it's okay. ”

A familiar voice came from behind her, and she was stunned for a moment before looking back.

"Sister Yingluo!"

"Yingluo!"

Lu Rong's gentle voice and Xie Daozhi's hasty voice made her wake up from her sleep all of a sudden.

Ay?

She opened her eyes.

It's dawn.

"Brother Xie......"

She muttered, not yet recovering from the intense mental stimulation.

"I seem to be ......"

"Dreaming ......"

Her tone was not like coquettishness, but like fear, and ...... Remorse......

Xie Daozhi held her in his arms, and there was a sense of happiness for the rest of his life.

She had slept soundly the night before, and he was quite relieved, but in the morning when everyone got up, she was still sleeping.

It's so unusual.

"Well, it's okay......"

He gently patted her on the shoulder, coaxing her like a child.

Lu Rong, who was still a little worried, couldn't help laughing, and quickly disappeared automatically, letting the two of them continue to get tired of it.

"I dreamed, what a terrible thing......"

She said softly, quickly recalling the place.

"There was a creek and a bridge and the village right next to it. 7 asked

"Is there writing on the bridge?"

Xie Daozhi asked.

“......”

Yingluo fell into deep thought.

"There's a sign on the side of the bridge that says it. ”

"What was written?"

“...... It's like the water level is too high to swim or something. ”

Xie Daozhi smiled.

"That's not what I'm talking about, I mean, is there any text that you can tell where it is?"

"No street signs? ”

Yingluo shook her head affirmatively.

"That'...... Is that bridge made of stone or cement?"

Yingluo raised her head consciously: "Brother Xie, do you think the place in my dream is real?"

Xie Daozhi didn't speak immediately, his gaze fell far away.

"You've had nightmares before. ”

He said implicitly.

"I'm just worried about ......"

His gaze drifted back, fixed between her brows.

Finally, her mind has been occupied by strange things here, and it is already too good and good to be able to distract her from all sides, and she has begun to have nightmares again.

This does not bode well.

"In my dreams, I felt like a bad person. ”

Yingluo lowered her head, the blood on her hands, the terrifying sea of blood, and the corpses all over the ground made her tremble.

"You also said that good people and bad people are just a thought. ”

"Am I going to be the bad guy?"

She asked him, looking him in the eye with some concern, wanting to know what he really thought, and not just coax her.

"I don't know. ”

"There is no absolute good or evil in this world. ”

"But whether you are a good person or a bad person, I will always protect you. ”

Xie Daozhi said solemnly, as if he was saying an oath.

"Hey!"

Yingluo couldn't help but laugh.

"I thought that if I became bad, you would kill your relatives in righteousness. ”

She said with a smile, suddenly feeling a lot more comfortable in her heart.

Seeing that she was in a better mood, Xie Daozhi hesitated, but still didn't continue to ask her about the scene in her dream.

"Yesterday the man handed us two cigarettes, do you remember?"

He digressed from the subject.

"Well, what's wrong? Aren't you a non-smoker?"

Yingluo asked curiously.

"At that time, you and Lu Rong were chatting, and you didn't notice that we were here, that man, a little weird. ”

He said.

"What's wrong with him?" Yingluo's ears pricked up.

Gossip eyes, shiny.

Xie Daozhi smiled, not that faint smile, his eyes were full of smiles.

"He had cigarettes around him, but no lighters. ”

He said.

"Whoa......

Yingluo suddenly lost her energy, isn't this normal?

Moreover, when he went to look for a lighter, he seemed to be very unfamiliar with it, and he didn't know how to use it. ”

"Maybe he bought it newly. ”

When he first shot the fire, his hand shook and he dropped the lighter on the ground. ”

"Huh?"

Yingluo is speechless, is this also a thing?