Chapter 42: The Remnant of the Dream

The vision is dark, the surroundings are lonely, I, am I dead?

Shui Han felt that his whole person had fallen into endless darkness, as if he was asleep, but he didn't sleep deeply, and he could realize that he didn't want to sleep, but he really didn't want to open his eyes, this feeling was very subtle, but it wasn't bad, at least there was no trace of pain, he just felt ......

It's just a little lonely.

There are some voices echoing in my ears, it is a familiar voice, who is it? What are you talking about? Shui Han wants to listen carefully, but he can't hear anything clearly, I think it is his obsession with the world, after all, he is about to die, this is probably a gift from God, so that he can listen to the voice of the world again on the road from life to death.

Really, really, not badly.

Shui Han could feel his body sinking, but he didn't want to open his eyes, and in a trance, the voice seemed to be getting clearer and clearer.

"Wake up, stupid. ”

Word by word, it became clearer, who was it? Who was calling me?

"Wake up, or I'll ignore you. ”

What a provocative sentence, who is it, Shui Han opened his eyes curiously, rubbed the corners of his eyes, the first thing that caught his eye was a starry sky, those stars were exceptionally bright, like lamps hanging in the night, but Shui Han immediately realized that something was wrong, those lamps seemed to be blurred by something, coupled with the crackling sound in his ears, Shui Han quickly realized that it should be on fire, so he immediately sat up, and finally saw everything around him clearly, at this time he was sitting in a snowfield, surrounded by a fire that was about to be extinguished。 Looking at the ruins around him, he thought that it should be almost burned, what is the situation? Why is he in this place? Shui Han didn't understand a little, he barely stood up, and found that he was covered in tatters, and there was almost no intact part of his clothes, but he didn't suffer any injuries, this is a little strange, could it be that he was given something when he was unconscious? Shui Han immediately rejected this idea, in addition to being too dirty, if he was really being treated by someone like that, he would take advantage of himself no matter what he thought, and on this occasion, he really didn't have that kind of mood.

Shui Han carried his tattered clothes, walked a few steps, and found that he should be in a village, Shui Han didn't know if this description was accurate, because it was a village, but it had actually been burned to the ground, leaving only a ruin.

Shui Han is still in those ruins, I saw people, to be exact, corpses, I think I should have encountered some natural disasters or been looted by bandits, in fact, it doesn't have to be a bandit, in this troubled world, the seven heroes compete for hegemony, year after year of war, maybe this is the place of sacrifice that the princes and generals choose to return after the war to supply the army, this kind of thing often happens, Shui Han didn't feel how scared, just a little cold, this world, maybe when he will be one of them, quite a bit of sympathy。

Shui Han walked around and suddenly had an idea. It was very pitiful for these people to die for no reason, so he might as well bury them so that they could be buried in the ground, so Shui Han began to move the corpses. At the beginning, I didn't think that the more I moved, the more I moved, the more strange I felt, the wounds on these people's bodies were too strange, they were simply bitten by a beast, and it was definitely that kind of super-large beast, a piece of meat on the ground, and some people even fell out of their intestines, which was really disgusting. Shui Han looked at those wounds, could it be that this was attacked by some herd of beasts? Looking at the mess around him, Shui Han's heart was even more strange, he had never heard of a fierce beast setting fire, and why was he here? What kind of place is this? Many questions were frustrated in his heart, making Shui Han very unhappy, surrounded by ruins and corpses, Shui Han felt that something was wrong, put down the corpse in his hand, and began to search around.

If this is really a village, there should be some sign or something, and if you can find it, you will know what kind of place it is.

Shui Han walked around a ruin, and found a stone around a corner, it was obviously a hand-hewn stone, boxy, and it should have been carved something. Shui Han walked over, the stone was covered with bloodstains, and there were several corpses lying around, Shui Han moved away those corpses, took out local materials, took out a piece of wood that had not been burned out from the ruins on the side, and walked forward to take a photo on the stone, there seemed to be two words engraved on it, the two words in front of him were very unfamiliar, it didn't seem to be Yanguo characters, but the glyphs were somewhat similar.

Shui Han recognized it at a glance:

"Plum Village. ”

Umemura: Strange, why do you recognize it at a glance? It's obviously a very unfamiliar text, it's really incredible.

Shui Han was in a trance, he looked at everything around him, corpses, ruins, bloodstains, everything so terrifying, why could he be so peaceful, why wouldn't he be afraid?

Is he really a whole person, or is he already dead?

Many voices rang in my ears.

This is your last chance, open it up and take back everything from you......

No.

You don't have a choice, it's your destiny.

No.

Child, live well.

Who? Who's talking.

A warm thing pressed against his chest, this, like a piece of jade, what is it?

Millennial tears.

At this moment, Shui Han's mind was in chaos, what was going on, what were these things, so chaotic, I don't understand, why did I go through this, who will save me?

The end of the endless darkness is the closest place to the dawn, but it is also the most difficult moment of the whole night, Shui Han feels that he probably can't survive it, his body is gradually numb, and everything is lonely again, this is not bad, just end it quietly......

A familiar pain broke the silence, it hurt, in the darkness, a snow-white hand broke through the air, like a light, is this, the light of dawn?

The slender index finger flicked to Shui Han's forehead, and at the same time, a voice like a silver bell came:

"Stupid, wake up. ”

Why are you playing me again?

......