"What's going on? What's going on? I obviously didn't suffer any obvious injuries, and I never had heavy bleeding like the other person."
"But why do I feel like I have no strength left in my body, what little mental strength I have is passing away rapidly, and my eyelids are getting heavier and heavier and are about to be completely closed."
With a splash, Zhang Ke, who only ran two or three steps, fell to the ground.
But he also didn't feel the pain of the fall, or in other words, his consciousness seemed to be floating in an endless sea of rootless clouds, without any ripples left.
"I'm going to lose consciousness? No, this is completely wrong? It shouldn't be like this. What step went wrong?"
Although he tried his best to resist, Zhang Ke finally slowly closed his eyes, but it was different from the past, when he encountered death and restarted reincarnation, he felt like falling into a dark abyss.
This time, his vision was covered by blood red. The intense, bright and sticky blood red color made people involuntarily think of the strong smell of blood even just by looking at it.
Wake up quickly - no matter what, you can't lie down in a place like this for no reason.
This is also an icehouse. If not discovered, he will go into shock soon due to excessive loss of body temperature.
Zhang Ke tried his best to wave his arms in his mind, trying to stir up the blood in front of him. What was strange was that the blood seemed to really respond to his desire, and began to slowly spread around, like the ebbing tide.
Red waves.
But the center of the field of vision gradually became clear again, and a specific and shocking picture even appeared.
In front of me, there seemed to be a person squatting down. He looked a bit old, at least a middle-aged man in his forties. He seemed to be stuffing food into his mouth continuously, because his cheeks were moving up and down repeatedly.
Chew it, it looks delicious.
However, the surrounding environment does not look like a restaurant or a dining table?
Zhang Ke looked at the entire scene in front of him blankly, and found that he and the man seemed to be in a very dilapidated and desolate place, with broken walls and ruins everywhere, and black and burned traces on the broken beams.
Is this a collapsed house? And it collapsed due to factors such as fire or explosion. As for those lying on the ground nearby... they seem to be scattered corpses?
Zhang Ke was slightly startled, as if he suddenly thought of something, he quickly shifted his gaze to the center of his field of vision, where the man squatting on the ground seemed to be chewing something.
Under him, there was a human corpse lying - no, that could no longer be considered a corpse. It was so badly damaged that it lost its head and most of its limbs, and the remaining torso was also damaged.
The cuts were very messy with one knife after another, and a lot of flesh and blood was missing.
There were even some parts where only the white bones were left, and the velvety flesh and blood that should have been on them were as clean as if someone had licked them with their tongue, without leaving a trace.
The man was holding a rusty dagger in one hand, and with the other he was carefully tearing the meat from the corpse into pieces, which were evenly thick and moderately fat, just like the sliced raw meat served in a barbecue restaurant.
Same, bright and attractive.
As soon as this idea came out of his mind, Zhang Ke felt an obvious nausea, but what happened next would make him wish he had not closed his eyes early.
The man picked up a piece of bloody raw meat, first lifted it high, as if appreciating its bright red appearance, and then stuffed it into his mouth, pumping his cheeks up and down while making "um" and "um" sounds.
, eating with relish.
After a while, he finally grunted, swallowed the minced meat that he had chewed countless times in his mouth, and his throat was still a little unsatisfied.
Zhang Ke wanted to jump up immediately and leave this absurd, bloody, anti-human dream, but he found that his body was not controlled by his brain at all.
By the way, how could I have such a dream? Zhang Ke suddenly remembered that he was just preparing to escape from the murderer, but his body suddenly lost strength in the middle, and even his eyelids automatically closed, falling into a blood-red dream.
middle.
However, all the scenes in this dream are too real, and there is no sense that they are fabricated by the brain.
Although this scene of cannibalism is indeed ridiculous, the details of the scenery and the smoothness of the movements make it look like it is just an illusory nightmare.
However, what is certain is that the middle-aged man in front of him who is gluttonously eating the corpse is not the murderer he has encountered many times - Zhang Ke has long remembered the other person's face deeply in his heart, but this man,
No matter the appearance, body shape, figure or various details, they all do not match the appearance of the killer.
So, who could he be? There is reason to believe that the deaths of these people may be more or less related to him, and the purpose of killing so many victims is probably to have a feast.
At this moment, the man seemed to have discovered something. He suddenly turned his head and stared in Zhang Ke's direction.
What's going on? Zhang Ke felt nervous. He found me? Do I also exist in this dream?
So, what will he do to me? - Zhang Ke suddenly had an extremely bad premonition in his heart.
"You should still be alive. I should have paid special attention to you before."
The man stood up and walked straight towards Zhang Ke, completely echoing Zhang Ke's guess.
Yes, I do exist in this dream! And I am about to interact with this man.
Zhang Ke suddenly thought that he had had a dream on Biyifeng before. Yuan Mengmeng, Xu Xiaoli and Ye Suling all appeared in the dream, and the current dream...could it also be his past memory?
What about projections in dreams in the mind?
Thinking of this, Zhang Ke did not feel panic, but rather looked forward to wondering what kind of secrets he had hidden in his past and why he appeared in such an absurd situation.
Maybe this will be of great help in solving the mystery of my own amnesia?
"Looking at your appearance, you are still speechless - haha, yes, after all, you must be starving after being pressed down there for so long." The man opened his palm, and there was a piece of raw meat dripping with blood inside.
Of course, there is only one answer to where this meat comes from.
"Eat quickly. If you don't eat, you will starve to death." The man's voice sounded very dull, "You can't die so soon. Where can I find meat as good as yours?"