Suddenly, there was a harsh sound in my ears. I opened my eyes and looked around.
I sat up, and now I was sitting in a large private room in a KTVR room, and Hong Zhuo was holding Liu Qiqi's hand and singing a love song.
In the KTV, the master and his wife were sitting in a corner not far away chatting quietly, while Dakui and Wu Jiu were sitting on a chair not far away, arm wrestling.
Wu Zhicong and Brother Lu were drinking there, arm in arm.
Many, many people I knew before are actually in this KTV.
"Hey, Fengzi, why are you so stunned?" Zhao Shanyu next to me pushed me: "Only you can fall asleep in such a noisy fantasy world like KTV."
"I, what's wrong with me?" I looked at my hands: "Am I dreaming?"
"Hey, silly buddy, are you dreaming again? Did you think you were the ancestor zombie?" I was pushed by someone, and when I turned around, Li Mingyao was holding a wine bottle and looking at me with a smile and said: "I said you have imagination.
He is also rich enough. He made up a lot of stories and told them to us whenever he wanted, including that I am from Maoshan, Dakui is a living Buddha, and Brother Lu is so cowardly that he can also catch ghosts."
"You also know?" I stood up and looked at him and asked.
"If it weren't for our good relationship, I would have sent you to a mental hospital long ago. You would tell us these things every day to scare us." Li Mingyao rolled his eyes at me and handed me a bottle of wine: "Drink, don't spend all day long.
Daydreaming."
I took the bottle and took a sip. The bitter wine made me choke to tears.
"Look, I'm bragging that you are the ancestor zombie. Will zombies choke on their wine?" Li Mingyao laughed a few times, turned around and left.
"What on earth is going on?" I looked at Zhao Shanyu next to me and asked.
Zhao Shanyu smiled and said: "You still ask me, and I ask you, are you okay? Some time ago, I just said you are a zombie, and I am also a zombie. It's like having a mental illness. Think about it carefully."
Suddenly some strange memories came into my head.
Why are these memories strange? There are no gods or ghosts in this world. The zombies, ghosts and other things in my memory were all made up by what I told them. Therefore, they took me to see them.
There are several psychiatric hospitals.
I rubbed my sore temples.
"What the hell is going on?" I stood up and yelled, and suddenly the entire KTV fell silent.
"cut"
Then everyone gave me the middle finger and went about their own business. I grabbed Zhao Shanyu's shoulders and said, "Do you still remember Ah Yue, the one who quarreled with you all day long?"
"You talk about that little dragon girl, you tell me every day, but there is no such thing as a little dragon girl, so stop dreaming." Zhao Shanyu glared at me: "We are both engaged, can you put those fantasies aside?"
Have you forgotten everything?"
I sat on the sofa dejectedly and looked at the ceiling in confusion. Could this really be my imagination? Am I really just a psycho?
I looked at my hands and bit my shoulder hard, blood flowed out, and the pain made me almost burst into tears.
"Are you crazy?"
"Fuck, that's crazy."
There was chaos all around, and then they started to bandage my wound, but my wound did not heal on its own like before. Such a wound used to take less than a second to heal.
And this pain is real. Am I really crazy? Destiny? Luck? Immortals from ten directions? Penglai Island? River Styx? Are these just illusions created by my imagination?
I was sent to a strange home.
Everyone left, leaving only Zhao Shanyu with me. I became confused, walked to the balcony, and looked at the street outside. I felt a little bit unwilling, but also a little happy.
It was indeed my imagination.
Those things in the past, as well as the terrifying River Styx, the invincible River Styx, everything was imagined by me.
I laughed and took a deep breath. It was great. Living an ordinary life like this was actually not that bad.
I turned around to talk to Zhao Shanyu, but as soon as I turned around, Zhao Shanyu disappeared, and sitting on the sofa was Ksitigarbha.
"Hello, you are?"
"I am Ksitigarbha." Ksitigarbha said slowly.
"Um, I'm sorry. I imagined a lot of things before and gave you random nicknames. Now I'm normal." I scratched the back of my head and said embarrassedly: "Um, do you want some water? I'll give it to you.
Pour water."
Ksitigarbha stretched out his right hand and snapped his fingers. My refrigerator opened by itself, and then a can of gas water flew into his hand. He looked at me with deep eyes: "Zhang Lingfeng, I am Ksitigarbha."
"This is all just my fantasy. Aren't all my previous dreams just a dream? This is not a fantasy either. I can feel the pain." I frowned.
"Then let me tell you about the current situation of the world in your fantasy." Ksitigarbha stood up and said with his hands behind his back: "Urumqi has fallen, the people inside have fallen into madness, and Styx is preparing to go all the way.
The attack has plunged the whole of China into chaos. Everyone is preparing for the final battle with him. Only you have been sleeping in this 'real' dream for a month."
"Why am I falling asleep?" I frowned.
"You are afraid," Ksitigarbha said.
"I'm not afraid of death." I shook my head.
"You are not afraid of death. When you saw the strength of Styx, you already felt despair deep in your heart. You felt that nothing in the world could beat Styx, so you would rather imprison yourself at the bottom of your heart than to
Get out." Ksitigarbha stood up: "I can only tell you that your friends are making final preparations for the final battle with Styx. They may die. If you really think that it is only yours.
Hallucination, you are just a mental patient, then, never come out, this is all I can do."
After saying that, Ksitigarbha disappeared before my eyes.
But Zhao Shanyu appeared on the sofa. She looked at me strangely and said, "What's wrong with you? You're like this again, talking to yourself there."
"I'm not talking about hallucinations. This is a dream. I want to leave." I took two steps back and shook my head.
"What are you doing, are you crazy?" Zhao Shanyu yelled in horror.
I stood on the balcony and looked down at the height of the tenth floor. If I were really an ordinary person, would this life be over?
I looked back at Zhao Shanyu and said, "Thank you. This place is actually very good. It's the world I've always imagined. There are no ghosts or zombies. But I want to go back, even if there are still scary things waiting there."
I."
After saying that, I turned around and jumped down.