Perhaps because most of the villagers were buried in the earth by Wang Jin, the village was extremely quiet.
The sound of falling rain mixed with the chirping of insects and the breeze lingered in my ears.
Only Song He let out two muffled low roars from time to time, but otherwise there was no movement.
Wang Jin sat on the recliner that came from next door, shaking his body slightly.
Alice danced on her fingertips, as if she had been given life.
Numerous petals surround the gun body, shimmering with light.
Click.
Without warning, the shotgun was held in hand and held against a head that emerged from the ground.
This head is buried so perfectly that if you don’t look carefully, you would think it is a watermelon covered in mud.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
His finger tapped lightly on the trigger, but Wang Jin's tone remained kind.
"Ahem..."
Xi Chi trembled, an embarrassed smile appeared on his face.
He couldn't remember what happened, and the memory in his mind still lingered on Wang Jin treating his wounds.
When he regained consciousness, he was buried in the ground for no apparent reason.
It’s almost the same as before, except last time it only reached the waist, and this time it reaches the neck.
Maybe next time it will go directly over my head.
Thinking of this, the drama addict instantly became frightened.
The shotgun was still pressed against his head, obviously not planning to stop until he got the answer.
His not-so-smart mind was working rapidly, and he was trying hard to think of excuses.
"There are mosquitoes, yes, mosquitoes."
The man grinned, seeming a little guilty.
"I'll get you some repellent."
Wang Jin took out the bottle from his pocket and poured it down.
Inhibitors.
The drama addict almost choked to death and could only shake his head desperately, trying to find a place to breathe.
"idiot."
Su Xi, who was buried next to him, opened her eyes with a complex expression and tried to turn her head to the side.
They didn't die from blood loss and even had a meal.
So...what's the cost?
Being buried in the earth seems to be just one of them.
Su Xi should have known earlier.
Asking the enemy for help in healing is never a wise choice.
What's more, this person is Wang Jin.
Perhaps because she still had some hope for Wang Jin in her heart, Su Xi agreed to Xi Chi's proposal.
Unfortunately, this expectation was completely wiped out by the inhibitor poured down by Dou Tou.
Gududu…
The dark red viscous liquid poured down, and Su Xi's long hair instantly turned into a ball, exuding a bad smell.
"you!"
Su Xi gritted her teeth and her eye circles were a little red.
"This stuff is valuable and good for your skin."
Wang Jin opened his eyes and told lies, and filled up half the bottle at Su Xi.
Feeling the resentful glances of the two men, he sighed and spoke earnestly.
"Earth bathing can speed up blood circulation. This is a folk remedy passed down from my hometown."
"What's more, I don't know who planted a bomb around here. I'm also worried that you will hurt yourself again."
"understand."
The drama fanatic nodded in approval.
Although his legs were a little numb, he didn't dare to show it.
When you are buried alive, whatever others say is right.
"I don't like forcing others, but there's nothing you can do if you insist on repaying me.
"Do me a little favor tomorrow and we'll be clear."
"I'll just accept my grievances today, everyone can rest assured."
Wang Jin clapped his hands, his eyes wandering back and forth between Su Xi and Xi Chi.
As if he was still not satisfied, he took out a small bottle from his backpack.
"Come again?"
Xi Chi couldn't help but murmured in a low voice, but Wang Jin heard it clearly.
"Ah...this is not an inhibitor."
The young man uncorked the bottle and showed them the half-full bottle of mud inside.
Even if soaked in inhibitors, those turbid liquids are still boiling slowly, as if they will break through the restraints at any time.
"His name is Peng Hai. He hasn't seen a living person in sixteen years."
Feeling the strange smell coming from the mud, Wang Jin nodded with satisfaction.
Then he walked towards Xi Chi and Su Xi and placed the bottle between them without any obstruction.
"Stay with him for me."
Waving to Su Xi who was gritting his teeth, the young man turned and left.
Wang Jin was not unreasonable and he did not imprison anyone.
None of the ten evils are easy, and you can still escape by taking some time.
So Wang Jin gave them a limit.
No matter who gets out first, the vibration of the struggle will knock over the bottle.
The angry leader will quickly kill the other unlucky guy who is still trapped.
In order not to be killed by each other, Su Xi and Xi Chi must keep an eye on each other.
"Don't worry, leave it to us tomorrow."
The voice of Xi Ji came from behind. Wang Jin did not turn his head, but just waved his hand.
Because of this, the drama addict couldn't see his cold eyes.
Although he hasn't broken his skin yet, Wang Jin understands the need to prepare for a rainy day.
Su Xi and Xi Chi are extremely difficult to deal with, and when they work together, one plus one is greater than two.
If they help, things will be much easier.
Unfortunately, the reverse is also true.
Keeping two unstable factors around will cause as much trouble as it will do.
So Wang Jin decided to pollute the drama fanatic and make him lose part of his combat effectiveness.
Unexpectedly, this wisp of pollution would produce unexpected changes.
There's something wrong with drama fanaticism.
His eyes lit up with an indescribable color.
If I have to describe it...
Probably the sun stained red with blood.
This light is so unique that it’s hard to forget once you’ve seen it.
So Wang Jin can recall another person without much effort.
doctor.
If you transform yourself into that kind of look, you can't still be short-sighted.
He wears gold-rimmed glasses all day long just to cover up the light that appears in his eyes from time to time.
"The theater geek and the doctor..."
Wang Jin frowned, recalling Su Xi's reaction when the drama idiot appeared abnormal.
She acted very aggressively.
"Isn't it rare for drama fans to become like this...different from doctors."
Wang Jin shook his head and whispered.
No matter how you think about it, these two people should not be connected.
Wang Jin could only put this matter aside for the time being and think carefully about what to do tomorrow.
"Ah woo..."
The leg of his trousers was pulled slightly, and the little fox used all four paws to crawl up.
I don’t know if he is used to it, but this little guy can always pinpoint Wang Jin’s position in his sleep, and then crawl over to take a bite.
"It seems that I also dreamed about delicious food today."
Wang Jin smiled, his eyes suddenly softened.
He sometimes envies Hu Xiaobei.
No matter what happens, this girl will dream about Big Elbow at night.
Holding the snow-white fur ball in his arms, Wang Jin found a place to sit down.
Hongshan didn't know when he sneaked away, and the threat in the village was almost eliminated.
Wang Jin was finally able to sleep peacefully.
His eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his consciousness became trance-like.
Soon, he fell into sleep.
——
Thump, thump, thump.
There was a rustling sound in my ears, and I could hear a dull heartbeat.
It has a strong sense of wrapping, but is not cold.
Wang Jin opened his eyes.
It was pitch black.
He couldn't see his fingers, but he could still tell from the suffocating feeling.
I'm underwater.
"It's this dream again."
Wang Jin frowned and whispered softly.
Gaze through the darkness and try your best to look into the distance.
Indistinct murmurs sounded in my ears, filled with deep compassion and helplessness.
"It's you...only you can hear..."
"Wang Jin...is your name Wang Jin?"
"I’m waiting for you…"
"Soon... soon..."
The sound moved from far to near, and Wang Jin felt that he was moving, and it seemed that the entire environment was moving towards him.
This sense of confusion can make people lose their bearings.
In a daze, Wang Jin saw the familiar figure again.
It was completely pitch black and there was no light source around.
But its outline still exudes a faint shimmer.
It was as if he had forcibly broken through the ink-like darkness and came to Wang Jin.
It was slightly different from the dream meeting in the underground river.
Maybe because Wang Jin killed all the Nanyang mages, there are no red faces in front of it this time.
It's just that the black energy representing the infant-headed-belly corpse god is getting thicker and thicker, almost swallowing up the entire body.
As if it felt Wang Jin's gaze, it let out a weird roar.
As a result, part of the black energy that originally had the upper hand collapsed, revealing what was behind it.
The first thing that caught his eye was a white-haired boy dressed in black.
Wang Jin was stunned for a moment before he realized that this was his own reflection.
Reflection in the eye.
In front of him were huge eyes, almost as tall as Wang Jin.
The pupils and whites of the eyes could not be seen, and the entire eyeballs were covered with a light layer of gray.
He seems to be blind.
"this…"
Wang Jin was stunned on the spot.
He knew that this thing was not small, but he didn't expect it to be so terrifying.
"Help me..."
It was the familiar cry for help again.
"As much as possible."
Wang Jin waved his hand and agreed.
He took a deep breath and prepared to turn around and leave.
"call…"
Suddenly everything went dark, and an indescribable panic arose in my heart.
Immediately afterwards, there was a burning pain in my lungs.
"What the hell?"
Although he couldn't believe it, Wang Jin knew what it felt like.
Drowning.
Drowning in a dream.
Because of his crazy and expanding inspiration, Wang Jin always has all kinds of weird dreams.
Some make no sense, and some correspond to reality to some extent.
But this is the first time it has been so real.
I wanted to move my body, but found that my limbs were extremely stiff and completely out of control.
"Damn it!"
Wang Jin gritted his teeth and started to move his fingers.
By awakening the peripheral nerves first, the body can quickly resume action.
Fortunately, this didn't take too long.
"Leave first and then talk."
Wang Jin turned around and left without even looking at the huge thing in front of him.
Without much air in the lungs, a person cannot hold on for long.
Time is running out.
"Wow!"
As soon as Wang Jing turned around, he heard the faint cry of a child.
Black Qi screamed excitedly as if he had discovered prey.
It discovered Wang Jin.
A small wisp of black air separated and he looked over curiously.
"Tsk...you don't want me to leave."
Wang Jin squinted his eyes, trying to clear his blurred vision.
Human beings have their limits, not to mention that he choked on his saliva in the first place.
The oxygen was almost exhausted, and Wang Jin instinctively began to breathe subconsciously.
Large mouthfuls of water poured into the lungs, and the pain was extremely real, almost exactly like real drowning.
The heartbeat in the ears is getting faster and faster, which makes people nervous.
Suffocation, darkness, pain, enemy attack.
Death is close at hand.
Ordinary people may be panicked.
But the more Wang Jin gets to this point, the calmer he becomes.
He didn't sit back and wait for death, but thought about what to do in an instant.
Although it is very real, this place is still a dream.
Since it is a dream, then...
"Abomination."
A thought occurs.
The white hair grows longer and longer until it falls down to the waist.
The amber light suddenly lit up, tearing apart the darkness around him.
The pupils were like flowing metal, and red lines appeared on the pale skin.
As pollution rose, Wang Jin's temperament became extremely cold, as if he had suddenly changed into a different person.
At this moment, he and the evil being were indistinguishable from each other.
Using the last air in his lungs, Wang Jin spoke calmly.
"die."
There are no fancy moves, but ancient language is used to express one's intentions.
Curse.
Invisible death spreads in the water, causing ripples.
That wisp of black energy seemed to be aware of the danger and wanted to avoid it.
pity.
The propagation speed of sound in water is scarier than bullets.
This time it can't escape.
Gududu…
Wang Jin caught something out of the corner of his eye and narrowed his eyes.
Countless bubbles came from all directions, carrying misty white air.
It's like the bubble show you often see on TV.
Inspiration warnings start to pulse.
Snap.
The bubbles burst and the white mist disappeared into the dark water.
A moment of silence.
The next second, long hands poured out from the shattered bubbles, and the number was desperate.
Front and back, left and right, head and feet.
Wang Jin was almost trapped in the ball formed by his arms, with no way to escape.
The long hands rushed towards the curse one after another, and each one turned into turbid muddy water.
Just taking advantage of their numerical advantage, they bluntly defeated this attack.
What's even more unfortunate is that the number of long hands has not decreased.
More long hands appear every second.
The ball tightened inward, seeming to crush Wang Jin to death.
The black energy belonging to the infant-headed and belly-corpse god is mixed in, always ready for a sneak attack.
His consciousness gradually disappeared due to lack of oxygen, and his hands and feet gradually lost strength.
The situation was extremely bad.
"ha."
Faced with this almost certain death situation, Wang Jin showed no fear at all, but showed a victorious smile.
He looked in front of him quietly, as if waiting for something.
call--
"Found you."
Space was suddenly torn apart.
More dazzling amber light poured out from the cracks, illuminating the entire space almost instantly.
The suffocation and pain disappeared instantly, as if they had never appeared.
The long hand twisted and retreated, then melted in an instant without making a sound.
The black energy retreated, shrinking into a ball as much as possible.
They are afraid.
A petite figure in a white robe emerged from the crack, with no expression on her beautiful face.
The master of dreams.
Meng Yu.
Every time he saw this girl, Wang Jin always felt that the human flavor in her body was much weaker.
He is becoming more and more cold, more and more dusty, and more and more like Liuli.
It's like an elf that doesn't belong to this world and always needs something to maintain a fragile connection.
Fortunately, the humanity deep inside her has never diminished.
"Tian Gou did a good job."
Wang Jin took this opportunity to observe his surroundings and praised him.
It seemed that he was a little shy, and there were waves on Meng Yu's calm face.
"It's time to go."
She waved her hand gently, as if crumpling the paper.
Then everything in sight began to distort, and finally turned into a blur.
——
Opening his eyes again, Wang Jin saw that not very smart face in front of him.
He was looking over from top to bottom, seeming to be thinking about something.
After discovering that Wang Jin had woken up, a surprise smile bloomed on his face again.
"Has anyone ever said you have a nice smile?"
Wang Jin rubbed his temples and sat up with difficulty.
"Ahem, no."
Tian Gou shook his head in embarrassment, wishing he could twist himself into a twist.
As we all know.
If the opposite sex thinks you are handsome, they may be lying.
If someone of the same sex thinks you are handsome, then you are really handsome.
Being recognized by a handsome young man like Wang Jin, he was surprised, happy, and even a little elated.
"That's right if you don't."
Wang Jin curled his lips and looked around.
Familiar dream world, familiar bench.
Meng Yu stood aside, looking at the sun that was always setting, leaving only a small silhouette behind.
She seems to like dusk.
"You...are so handsome, aren't you?"
Tian Gou was speechless for a while and wanted to fight back.
But he can't compare to Wang Jin, nor can he be as handsome as Wang Jin.
So he could only turn his head and turn his eyes to Meng Yu for help.
"Stop making trouble."
Meng Yu did not get involved in the bickering between the two children, but reached out and patted Tian Gou on the head, looking like he was looking at some small animal.
The latter smiled, and all his worries disappeared.
“…”
This time it was Wang Jin who was speechless.
"Thankfully I got the signal from you, otherwise it would have been a little later."
"How did you end up in a place like that?"
Meng Yu tilted his head and looked at Wang Jin.
"I want to know too."
Wang Jin spread his hands and looked helpless.
He suddenly felt like he was sleep deprived.
I finally managed to get some sleep, but almost drowned in my dream.
Who can I talk to to reason with you?
Fortunately, the power of evil can resonate with Meng Yu, otherwise Wang Jin would have to try to solve it by force.
"Is that a special place?"
Recalling what he saw in the last few seconds, Wang Jin spoke again.
"Yes, it's very special."
Meng Yu nodded and waved his hand beside him.
The unshaven middle-aged man waved to Wang Jin and then disappeared.
"Do you still remember that time when you were here to save this uncle?"
"At that time, I was caught between dreams and reality."
Wang Jin nodded.
It was during the annual meeting. Zhao Guangming, an old man, was obsessed with seeking death, and he fought hard to bring him back from hell.
"It's similar there, just a little more special."
Meng Yu tried hard to explain.
"I don't understand, but..."
"But you didn't do anything to that thing in the end."
Wang Jin took over the conversation.
He knew that Meng Yu actually had a very defensive character, and he could barely be considered her friend.
"Either it's the reason that place exists, or it's very powerful."
"or…"
"Both."
Meng Yu nodded and agreed with Wang Jin's statement.
"A guy who will make the Lord of Dreams afraid..."
The young man frowned.
Huge body, powerful strength.
He had guessed the other party's identity more than once.
dragon.
But if it were such a beautiful and powerful creature, how could it be trapped by something like the Baby-Head-Belly Corpse God and seek help from a mere human being called Wang Jin?
Many places don't make sense.
Wang Jin only had broken clues in his hands.
For example, the long hands appeared from the mist to help the Infant Head and Belly Corpse God block the attack.
Wei Shanhe was indeed in Chen's house, and he seemed to be having an affair with that low-class evil god.
For example, that thing said, "Soon, it will be soon."
As long as we continue to act according to the plan, we will meet one day.
"It's okay. This loss is not in vain."
For Wang Jin, not taking advantage means suffering a loss.
Twisting his neck, he turned to look at Tian Gou, who was leaning against Meng Yu and giggling.