In his sleep, Ling Huan noticed a strong feeling of weightlessness.
Because she hadn't woken up yet, she was still immersed in the hallucination. She dreamed that she fell from a high place, but sometimes she sank and sometimes rose, but she could not fall to the ground. It was similar to the dream of flying or falling. She had been dreaming about it since she was fifteen or sixteen years old.
She hadn't done much in the beginning, but this time she seemed to have made up for all the previous plots, and she didn't know when it would end. According to experience, she would always wake up the moment before landing, but her heart would
It tightened with every ups and downs, no matter what, I couldn't get rid of this terrible dream.
Finally, a burst of stomach acid surged up from her throat, and she opened her eyes before being choked by gastric juice.
It sounded a little disgusting. The first thing she did after waking up was that she had to swallow the contents of her stomach. The stomach acid burned her esophagus. Ling Huan touched her clothes and found that she was sweating.
She stood up and felt an inexplicable soreness in her shoulders, as if she had had a fight with someone in her dream. She lit a candle and paced around the room uneasily. She was almost unconscious for how long she had been trapped here. The young master came later.
Yes, it's nothing more than saying something insignificant
, the ineffective comfort, adding some candles and so on. But after that day, Ling Huan no longer dared to make any move to escape, and it took courage to even talk to the young master. The man knew everything, but said nothing.
It's enough to make one live in fear.
But the yearning for freedom will never go away.
It was daytime, Ling Hu still remembered - at least it seemed so. She didn't know how long it took to burn a candle, but the time to burn out a candle was the same. She calculated the gentleman's visit based on the length of the candle burning.
At the time point, he found that there was no regularity in his coming. The number and length of candles burned each time were different. However, Ling Yu still found clues.
No matter when she opens the door, what she sees outside the window will always be daytime.
Those lights were pale, diffuse, without any other colors. Limited by the height of the window, she could never see what height the sun was at. It seemed that she had never greeted the morning glow or sunset glow. The temperature here was almost constant.
Yes, Ling Huan has never felt cold or hot. Everything is too fixed and too unusual. Then there is only one possibility.
This scene is fake.
Therefore, Ling Huan believed that the entire space he was in was illusory and a landscape. It was the most dangerous when the young master was there because her every move was monitored, but she was safest when he was not here.
What Ling Huan can also confirm is that she is the only living person in this space, and the others are all controlled shikigami, or... mechas, because they seem to have no rationality of their own.
As soon as she woke up, the dream she had just had quickly receded like a tide. She tried hard to recall what she had dreamed about, but she couldn't remember it. She only remembered that she had fallen from a high place inexplicably, and she didn't know whether it was from the roof.
It was still in the clouds, and the scenery was spinning. The discomfort in her stomach was still there, so she put the candle aside and sat on the bed, not wanting to move anymore.
Today's food was already placed on the floor at the door, but she had no appetite, and the food was completely cold. She had been lying on the bed, her head was dizzy. She didn't know how long she had been lying there, but she got up from the bed and went
Taking the plate. When she put the plate on the table, she picked up her chopsticks and fiddled with the rice for a while, but still had no desire to eat.
……What's this?
There was black powder on the edge of the rice. She pressed her finger on it, dipped a little on it, and put it on the tip of the pen. Its smell was too weak, and Ling Huan couldn't smell anything, so she tried licking it with the tip of her tongue. There was a strange smell.
The rusty smell, could it be iron powder? But why is there iron powder in the rice? Even if the pots and pans are rusty, it shouldn't be like this. Unless it is not iron powder.
She pushed aside the vegetables and fiddled with them for a while, and found that the powder was mixed in the rice. As long as it was soaked in the vegetable juice for a while, the "iron powder" would completely dissolve and no trace would be visible. If it hadn't been for this time,
Part of it was sprinkled on the rice, and she couldn't see it yet. Although she didn't know what it was, it was still very unappetizing to find foreign objects in the meal, and Ling Hu had to pour them into the latrine. She knew that wasting food was a waste of food.
It's wrong, but... just forgive her this time.
Not long after, the old plates were taken away, and a new meal was delivered. This time it was soup noodles. She stirred in it for a while, and sure enough, she saw some black impurities. These things slowly melted into the
There was no trace of it in the soup. Did this happen recently? She didn't even notice it. Because the dream stimulated her too much, she gave up the meal again.
She lay back on the bed, hoping she wouldn't dream of weird things again this time.
Unfortunately, it didn't work as she wished. She fell asleep easily, but returned to the bumpy dreamland again. This time, she could see clearly: her feet were hanging high in the sky, and below were the endless mountains and fields. Just when she felt scared, there was a sudden sound from above.
There was a whistling sound. She raised her head and saw a huge red bird grabbing her shoulders, occasionally fluttering its wings, which took her soaring across the sky.
She was too scared to move, for fear that the big bird in her dream would throw her down.
This bird looked a little familiar. It was all red and fiery, and it made people sweat just by looking at it. The edges of its feathers were glowing with golden pearls, and it was very beautiful. Ling Hu suddenly realized that this was not exactly what his sister had described to him.
What does the red bird look like in her dream? She was surprised because for some reason, this bird actually came into her dream. This was the first time in more than twenty years. At this moment, she felt a subtle sense of stability.
Feelings flooded into Ling Huan's heart, and she was no longer so afraid.
But at this moment, Big Bird let go of his hand.
Ling Quan immediately fell from the height, and the oncoming wind was so strong. The feeling of weightlessness made her fear return to its peak, and the grass, trees and mountains in her field of vision were getting closer and closer. But at this moment, the big red bird swooped down again.
Next, he grabbed her shoulders again and pulled her
She took it high into the sky. This happened three or four times, and each time it made Ling Huan anxious. She kept begging silently in her heart, hoping that this nightmare would end soon. At least in Yin Huan's dreams, it had never happened before.
Such a scary part.
After an unknown amount of time, Ling Huan finally opened her eyes, covered in cold sweat again. She sat up suddenly from the bed, gasping for air. The contents of her stomach seemed to have experienced a jolt, and although there was nothing left,
There were so many things, but they were all struggling to be squeezed out of her throat and breathe the outside air. Who could bear this back and forth? She felt terrible.
However, this abnormality... seems to have started when she stopped eating the food here.
Ling Huan was a little skeptical.
But people are like rice and steel, and it is impossible for her to eat nothing. When she waits for the next meal, she first picks out the powder that can be seen with the naked eye. She tries not to eat vegetables and stuffs more clean rice. She doesn't
After confirming whether there was water in the water, she only dared to drink a small amount to maintain the necessary moisture in her body. After a while, she discovered that the ups and downs in the dream were actually transmitted to reality. Sometimes she was just on the ground.
Standing on the bed, you can feel vague dizziness, coming one after another.
Ye Lingquan even suspected that she had been locked up for too long and suffered from some kind of mental illness, which made her unable to do anything in a hazy manner. Only by eating meals with "iron powder" could she temporarily return to normal. They just
It's like medicine to treat herself, but how is it possible? She doesn't believe that Wuyongshi people are like this
With good intentions, it would be nice not to poison the rice. Ling Huan was not troubled by her inability to distinguish the ingredients of the unknown powder. But what is certain is that the Wuyong family has been leaving her here, and it is impossible to waste food alone
In order to kill their own will. Maybe they are busy with other things now and can't care about her.
There was another bump, and Ling Huan lost her center of gravity and fell to the ground. Her head hurt, and it took a long time for her to recover. Just when she was about to get up, she suddenly saw something strange from the food delivery port under the door: Corridor
The light is orange.
It was that faint warm orange color that she was very familiar with, just like the sunset she had witnessed countless times in the past twenty years.
Is it time for the sun to set now? She is in a trance. Since coming here, she has never had an exact concept of time. She cannot delay it any longer, otherwise the energy provided by her limited diet will eventually be exhausted. At this time,
There was movement at the door. The food-delivery shikigami came, and she saw a dinner plate and a pair of familiar paws. Ling Huan felt a feeling in her heart for some reason.
With special courage, she suddenly crawled over and grabbed the claws on both sides of the dinner plate. There was a fierce struggle from the other side of the door, but there was no cry, just like a mute. Ling Huan made up his mind and refused to let go until death.
.But the guy was still very strong. He broke free with one hand, and the other hand was still tightly held by Ling Hu's right hand - it was the arm with special power.
A small burst of electricity ran through Ling Yu's spine like termites. At that moment, she seemed to see the scene outside, and a door appeared at the intersection of her eyes. She was very familiar with it. It was exactly what she was looking at.
The door was only seen from the outside. She clenched the monster's hand tighter, as if she was burying her consciousness into the other person's body along her fingers. She saw what the Shikigami saw.
Ling Huan had an idea. She tried to command the monster, and it succeeded. She asked it to raise its free hand and slowly stretched it towards the door bolt. Although the monster struggled a little in the process, Ling Huan still did it.
It arrived. The terrifying-looking claws were quite dexterous, and they gently opened the door bolt. At this time, the front of Ling Hu suddenly lost resistance, and the door was knocked open by her weight, and the monster was also knocked aside.
She's out! On her own!
She rushed to the corridor excitedly and saw the shikigami lying twisted in the corner without attacking. Probably the Wuyong clan thought that she had no ability to attack, so they would not let these monsters attack. She didn't care too much
, ran frantically along the corridor, searching along the route she had remembered before. A dim yellow floated in the room, and the color became darker and darker. It was obvious that it was afternoon, approaching evening! For the first time, she had witnessed the change of time.
And so happy.
The layout here was very complicated, but it was a little different from what she remembered. She ran wildly, pushing away all the shikigami that hindered her. When her right hand came into contact with their chests, they were all knocked to the ground by the force. Very quickly.
Soon, she discovered an unusual route, which she had not noticed when she escaped last time. She ran over without hesitation, exploring the truth of freedom in the increasingly dark room. The air was stuffy, but it became more and more...
Feeling refreshed, she believed that she was very close to the vast world!
The air became humid, some unusual whistling sounds echoed in her ears, and the sky became darker and darker. The whole space was still undulating, but she was not afraid. No matter what scene she saw next, she was afraid
Not afraid. Is there anything more suffocating than being deprived of freedom?
Rushing out of the eaves, she was enveloped in the darkness of the long-awaited reunion.
——and the belated truth.
It was thick fog and the roar of the river. A huge ship was being carried forward by the fog, not knowing where it was going.
