It rained heavily in the evening in Hecheng. He looked up and his chest was raised on the street. People were walking in a hurry. The darker the night was, and the heavier the rain. Li Menglong was left with only white clothes, wandering around the Rain Street, aimlessly. In Hecheng, which implemented a "curfew", in this empty street, he was really like a ghost.

In the distance, a group of soldiers were wearing armor and holding halberds and patrolling in a row. However, Li Menglong seemed to have not seen it and headed straight towards them. One hundred meters, fifty meters, twenty meters, and twenty meters. Seeing that they were about to catch up with them, suddenly, a pair of wrinkled hands stretched out from behind Li Menglong, covering Li Menglong's mouth with one hand, and hugging Li Menglong with the other hand, dragging them back. In the blink of an eye, they had disappeared at the corner of the street. The rain was getting lighter, but the sky was still gloomy, and the ink clouds were as heavy as lead blocks, rich and unrestrained, and they would not disperse for a long time...

Li Menglong didn't know how long he had slept, and didn't know whether he was alive or dead now. He only knew that in that dreamlike illusion, he was thrown into the ice cellar and frozen, and then roasted on the stove, and was going on forever. During this period, he met his parents and his aunt again, but this time, unlike before, his aunt seemed to have become a demon, tortured him and his parents. He talked to them, and they seemed to be unable to hear it, and then he saw himself

The reflection reflected in the water looks like a snake or a snake, but it looks like a legendary dragon. However, the dragon is now dying, covered with scars, thin and small, almost the same as a small insect. Just when he could see the truth, he was suddenly thrown back into the ice cellar and frozen and placed on the stove to roast it. After several days of this, he was confused. Later, he didn't know how many days he had been frozen and how long he had been roasted. He only felt that the little dragon in the water seemed to have grown up and become more lively.

When he woke up, his head was dizzy and his body was unable to move as if it was filled with lead. He opened his eyes with difficulty. In front of him, there was a vast white area, like a layer of fog. He blinked his eyes hard and rubbed them with his hands. After a long time, the fog dissipated, and everything in front of him began to gradually become clear. It turned out that it was lying in a cottage.

"Hey! Wake up! Wake up! Grandpa! Grandpa..." Li Menglong was just in a daze and only heard a little girl shouting loudly, followed by footsteps. Li Menglong struggled to sit up, but after trying several times, they all ended in failure.

"Hey! Child, you just subsided your fever, lie down quickly." An old man quickly walked to Li Menglong's bed, touched Li Menglong's forehead, and said with concern.

But when the old man saw wrinkles on his face, ravines were everywhere, and he was covered with white beards and dirty. He was wearing ripped clothes, countless patches were sewn between him, and there were several rag pockets around his waist. He was colorful and sour and smelly, looking like a beggar.

Li Menglong looked at the old beggar and felt a sense of intimacy for no reason. He asked in a weak tone: "Grandpa, where is this? Why am I here?"

"Hmph! I'm still talking! You've been sleeping for three days, like a dead pig, motionless. And you ran to the capital patrol army like a fool that night. If my grandfather hadn't pulled you back, you would have died long ago. We are your saviors, hum..." Before the old beggar could answer, the little girl standing beside him answered first.

I saw this little girl, about thirteen or fourteen years old, about the same age as Li Menglong, and like an old beggar, she was dressed as a beggar, with her head messy and stuck together one by one. It seemed that she hadn't washed for a long time, and her face was even darker and red. At this moment, she was pouting her mouth, holding her hands in her chest, looking bulging, and she looked like a pitch-black kettle, which was very funny.
Chapter completed!