Chapter 3360 Singing

Zhu Feng was silent for a while, then suddenly asked, "Did you hear anything?"

"ah?"

After hearing what he said, Nan Yan, although extremely sleepy, immediately perked up and listened for a long time with her ears pricked up. There was nothing else except the whistling wind and the whispered voices of the night watchmen outside.

So he whispered, "No."

Zhu Feng didn't say anything, but just frowned with a serious expression.

Nan Yan placed a hand on his chest and whispered, "What's wrong? Did the emperor hear anything?"

“…”

Zhu Feng was silent for a long while, then lowered his head to look at Nan Yan, who was obviously a little tired, with her eyelids drooping, and said, "Nothing."

"ah?"

"Maybe I'm a little tired."

Hearing him say this, Nan Yan felt tired. She yawned and said softly, "If you're tired, go to bed early."

Zhu Feng nodded, took another look outside, then gently hugged Nan Yan who had snuggled into his arms, and closed his eyes.

In his ears, there was still the sound of the whistling wind and the voices of the soldiers on guard, which became lower and lower as the night grew darker. All of this mixed together and intertwined into a chaotic dream that wrapped Zhu Fengjuan in it.

He was not unfamiliar with this kind of dream.

For decades, especially before Nan Yan appeared by his side, he was trapped in such dreams almost every night. When he opened his eyes, he saw a sky full of wind and sand, which almost suffocated him. When he closed his eyes, the sound of the wind whistling past his ears filled every corner of his dream.

And in this sound of the wind, there seemed to be some other sounds mixed in.

singing.

It was a woman's singing.

The singing was not melodious, on the contrary, because of the low voice, the singing sounded a little hoarse, and there was a hint of gentle sweetness in the hoarseness, which made people intoxicated by it.

Originally, it only echoed through the sky in the dream, but gradually, Zhu Feng became a little uneasy in the chaotic dream. He felt his chest getting heavier and heavier, and that familiar feeling of suffocation once again wrapped around him like a poisonous snake.

But this time, he broke free.

He opened his eyes with a start, only to find a pair of arms wrapped around his waist. Nan Yan was leaning on his shoulder in his arms, sleeping soundly, and her even breathing with a faint fragrance blew across his cheek.

Zhu Feng was already covered in cold sweat.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, like an ancient beast roaring in the sky in the gloomy night. The sound was not earth-shattering, but it really struck his heart.

In particular, it seemed that there was a subtle singing voice wrapped in the sound of the wind.

Zhu Feng seemed to be still immersed in a dream, but also seemed to be somewhat awake. He gently took Nan Yan's hand away, put it on the bed, then stood up, pushed the door and walked out.

Outside, the weather is chaotic.

Even though it was pitch dark, the yellow sand still came in like a tidal wave, almost overturning the world. As soon as he opened the door, Zhu Feng felt suffocated and quickly closed the door.

The night watchmen's bonfire had long been extinguished. Staying outside in such weather was undoubtedly seeking death. Ying Shao had also asked them to find a mud house to live in, so at this time, the entire Yumen Pass was almost empty.

Only Zhu Feng was left.

He stood at the door, and the little warmth that was still on his body was quickly blown away by the cold wind, but he didn't seem to feel cold at all. He just looked up at the dark red sky. Not only was there no starlight, but even the sky seemed to have become much shorter, pressing down on people's heads, making it hard to breathe.

At this moment, there was another barely perceptible singing sound, carried by the wind and passed by his ears.

Zhu Feng frowned, raised his foot and walked forward.

There was no light at all in the entire Yumen Pass. The yellow sand all over the sky was more like a suffocating curtain that covered people's eyes. Zhu Feng wandered like a ghost in this maze-like earthen city, but he was not lost at all. On the contrary, he walked forward step by step. Although he could not see anything, it seemed as if something was pulling him in the darkness.

It is the song that appears faintly in the wind and sand.

The further he walked, the closer he got to the singing, and the chaotic scene in his mind became clearer and clearer.

That song, that song...

Yes, that singing voice was not unfamiliar. Not only was it not unfamiliar, on the contrary, he was extremely familiar with it. It was the singing voice that accompanied him to sleep every night in the past. It was low and hoarse, yet with a gentle sweetness. It was an unforgettable memory from his distant childhood.

Why did I forget?

He seemed to vaguely remember something, but a sharp pain stretched out its claws from the depths of his memory, scratching his mind into a bloody mess. Zhu Feng covered his head with his hands and groaned in pain.

"ah!"

This kind of pain is the same as the pain I felt every night in the past when I was trapped in a dream and was about to remember something, but ended up getting.

Every time this happened, he would wake up in pain.

But this time, he was awake, even though he had a splitting headache.

It's just that it hurts so much.

Even as strong as he was, he couldn't hold on any longer. He stumbled and nearly fell, but luckily he reached out and grabbed the broken earth wall next to him, barely holding on to his shaky body. Zhu Feng raised his head, his hands and feet were stiff and cold as ice, and the yellow sand was pouring down on him, instantly blinding him.

But in such suffocating wind and sand, the singing became clearer and clearer.

It seems like it’s right in front of me.

Moreover, something in the singing seemed to become clearer and clearer, as if it had transformed into a real hand, pulling him, or even grabbing him, in the wind and sand.

What is it exactly?

What else is there in that song?

Zhu Feng's mind went from clear to confused. He gritted his teeth, took his heavy steps again, and slowly moved forward.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the wind and sand gradually died down. Zhu Feng's whole body was as cold as ice, and his hands and feet were even stiff. However, the singing that appeared from time to time was like a candlelight in the cold night, always giving him a little illusory warmth. He slowly moved forward, and when he looked up, he saw the city gate that had collapsed for the most part.

Further out is the endless wasteland.

But the singing came from outside.

Zhu Feng slowly walked through the city gate. At this moment, the wind suddenly stopped. At the same time, the faint singing voice in the wind also stopped abruptly.

In an instant, the entire world became empty.

He was the only one left, standing at the gate of this deserted city, facing the vast wasteland.

At this moment, the heavy night sky at the dark horizon seemed to be torn open, and a faint light shone through from the ceiling.

At this moment, it also shone into Zhu Feng's chaotic memory.