The green bricks under your feet give you a solid touch.
Li Changan knew that he was trapped.
The frosty moon is like a hook, illuminating the long street.
A thin night mist spread over the sparkling areas, and the wind carried the dampness, coldness and watery smell into my clothes.
Li Changan picked up his cuffs and smoothed the chicken skin on his forearms.
What you see with your eyes, hear with your ears, smell with your nose, and feel with your skin, everything is too real, and everything is too bad. This undoubtedly shows one thing, that is, the most dangerous situation that you imagined before entering the dream has become a reality.
He fell into a nightmare.
But all thirty-seven members of the Jin family have been rescued. What went wrong? Whose dream was this? Why did Feng Chong not respond? Are the precautionary arrangements in advance still useful?
"Wow."
A sudden cry pierced the night.
Li Changan's expression changed, and he hid in a hidden and dark place on the street, approaching carefully. He couldn't be more careful, who knows what would be waiting for him in this dream?
It was a narrow alley.
The cornices on both sides staggered to block the moonlight, plunging most of the alley into darkness. It was so deep inside that it was hard to see clearly, like a bottomless pit.
A baby was lying at the junction of light and darkness at the "cave entrance", with most of its body sinking into darkness. Only its soft belly and wrinkled face were exposed to the moonlight, crying one after another, the sound touching people's hearts.
There are children like this? Whose adults are so cruel?
The Taoist priest was about to take a step forward.
wrong!
My heart suddenly became excited.
Li Changan, this is a dream! A dream prepared by monsters for you!
"Don't go there."
There was a suppressed sniff in the ear.
A hand suddenly rested on Li Changan's shoulder.
…
Draw the sword, turn around, and tilt it.
Silently, murderous intent emerged.
However, the man who suddenly appeared behind him was already like a ball of cotton wool. He retreated three steps away lightly, with no hair damaged, and stood tall and thorny in the light of the street.
The Taoist priest did not pursue him, but just looked at him with his sword.
But she is a girl, tall and tall, with a slender but strong waist. She is dressed in a red and white outfit and has a short sword, dressed like a traveler. If you look closely, she has a thin face with sharp outlines, red phoenix eyes, and long eyebrows. The face cannot be said to be very beautiful, but the eyebrows and eyes, as well as the contours, are unbridled and sharp.
He had never seen this face before, but Li Changan felt it looked familiar.
For no reason, I thought of someone.
Yumei?
Shh!
The girl raised her finger to her lips and made a silent gesture. She didn't care about the sword in the Taoist priest's hand. She leaned back lightly, pointed at the baby in the alley, and signaled Li Changan to follow her to the police station. Hide in a hidden place.
The Taoist priest didn't know why, so he simply followed the instructions.
…
Maybe I haven't seen anyone come for a long time.
In the dark alley, the baby's cry became faster and weaker.
Not for a while.
There was no sound anymore.
The girl raised her hand to signal Li Changan to wait patiently. Of course Li Changan was very patient. No matter that the baby cried to death, it was just a dream.
I waited coldly for the baby to gradually freeze up. After about three or four breaths, the frozen baby suddenly trembled and slowly floated up out of thin air.
At this time, the moonlight gradually became brighter.
The light at the entrance of the alley also pushed a little deeper, gradually reflecting the baby's withered hair, short limbs, and the thin brown meat strips as thick as a bowl that penetrated into the dark depths from the tail vertebrae.
As if frightened by the sudden light, the strip of flesh trembled and suddenly shrank into the darkness with the baby.
Follow closely.
Deep in the alley there was a strange and huge silhouette swaying slightly, accompanied by a rustling sound, as if something hidden in the dark was gradually leaving.
After a while.
The moonlight is getting brighter.
It was gradually possible to see things in the alley, but it was empty, with only large and messy scratches of moss on the walls.
"That's Aunt Wang who sells steamed cakes. After transforming into a demon, she likes to use her tongue to pretend to be a baby to deceive people."
The girl leaned against the wall and listened for a while, then turned to look at Li Changan.
"You restless Taoist, why are you hanging out in the middle of the night without sleeping? Don't you know that hundreds of ghosts travel at night?"
The Taoist priests were taught to be confused. Demon transformation? Hundreds of ghosts walking at night? This dream is strange and strange, not like a sweet dream, but like a nightmare.
"Master Yu..."
"Sir? Taoist, you have mistaken the person." The girl quickly interrupted Li Changan, "I am not an adult."
"Who are you?"
Hearing this, the girl laughed, straightened her chest, crossed her waist, and two lumps of collagen appeared on her thin face, as if she had suddenly transformed from handsome to handsome.
Full of anger:
"Heroine!"
Li Changan: "..."
Well, this guy is definitely not Yu Mei, at least not the Yu Mei in Li Changan's impression.
The Taoist priest wanted to talk more, but the heroine suddenly raised her head and became alert, listening to the movement in the wind.
"It seems like something happened again over at Li'er Building. I have to go take a look, but this irritable Taoist..."
She murmured nonchalantly, full of disgust.
"Staying outside is not an option. You must first find a normal home to avoid."
His eyes paused and fell on the shops along the street opposite.
…………
"Remember! Never light a lamp."
These are the words that the heroine reminded her repeatedly before she left.
Then, she disappeared as suddenly as if she appeared suddenly, leaving Li Changan, who was full of doubts, to the people in the shop.
There is only a mother and son in this family. Her husband's surname is Shu and her maiden name is Mao. They open a breakfast shop to make a living.
The family was very hospitable and did not mind the Taoist priest's sudden late-night visit. Instead, they diligently prepared beds and quilts for the Taoist priest, and provided him with a wooden basin, a handkerchief, and clean water for washing.
only.
All this was done in pitch darkness.
All the doors and windows in the house were sealed tightly, and there were no lights in the house. There was almost no light. Li Changan found his way to the table and sat down. Everything that happened in the house was learned from the questions and answers.
It really makes people suspect that this family is all blind, but how can a blind person run a shop? Moreover - Li Changan took a slight sniff, and smelled a strong smell of odor at the end of his nose - how can such a stench attract diners?
Could it be that they sell durian mixed with stinky tofu?
Should I sacrifice the Chonglong Jade to see if there is a demon hidden in this stink... Wait! Li Changan secretly screamed, he was more and more affected by this dream, and he actually became more serious about the logic in the dream.
At this moment, the child brought an unlit oil lamp, and the mother brought some food.
"We didn't prepare any wine or meat at home, just a few wild beans and some beans. If the Taoist Master is hungry, he might as well eat some. It's late at night, so my mother and son left first."
The footsteps gradually left.
Li Changan remained calm and fumbled with the food on the table.
The head was round, hard enough to touch, and felt like a human skull; the beans were coated in a sticky, iron-smelling liquid, like finger bones soaked in blood plasma.
Is it really food? Or something else?
Just as Li Changan was thinking this, the words that the heroine repeated before leaving were heard in his mind: "Remember! Never light a lamp."
No lights?
In the previous thirty-seven dreams, Li Changan could almost let his imagination change everything, but in this dream, his senses became real and the constraints were even greater. It took him a lot of effort to conjure up a dream.
Small box of matches.
Light the oil lamp.
The light spread slowly, covering this square inch of land.
It also reflected the cold and stiff heads and the sticky (harmony) thick boiled beans on the table.
Two slight, moist, smelly breaths hit my eyelids.
Li Changan raised his head.
In the dim firelight, the faces of mother and son were staring directly at him.