Dawn and Dusk Fishing Ground 3
The water was stirred, and underwater creatures were smacking their lips.
When she opened her eyes, there was no sun in the sky, or rather, the sun was so huge that it filled the sky and its outline could not be seen.
Thick sunlight melted into the white turbid sewage, spreading out in puddles. In the middle of the water were fish that were constantly rolling. They brought the water ashore, and the sky pulled them out of their gradually decaying bodies and brought them to higher places.
pond?
Oh yes, there is a pond at home. It grows into the yard from across the road in the distance, and the wall has been knocked down and disappeared.
The fish heads and bodies that filled the water surface arched up and sank to the bottom under my feet, stirring up dense foam on the water surface. No matter above or below the water, countless wet fish lips were constantly gnawing at the air, and the opening and closing sounds came one after another.
If there are too many fish and too little water, they will suffer from lack of oxygen and food. For this reason, some brave fish have already jumped onto the ground one after another.
The adults who were supposed to take care of them have gone out to farm. The land is the real habitat of farmers, and their grandparents take root there during the day and don't move easily.
Where are the feed and oxygen bars? If I have to, should I try to catch some fish? At least I won't be wiped out...
What if my good intentions lead to bad consequences? Anyway, nothing I do now can help.
Never mind, any supplement is better than any other. She ran as fast as she could, looking for a place on the pond bank that was so long that it seemed to have no end, where fish food and oxygen supply tools might be stored.
"Sui Sui, come here."
"mom?"
"Mom, where are you?"
Behind me was still the concrete yard, but in front of me was a pond, with a narrow earthen embankment in the middle splitting the pond in half like a knife.
When she heard the sound, she ran back to the yard from the embankment. The living room door was open and there was no one inside.
During this process, the number of fish jumping onto the shore and dying on the shore reached an alarming level, and when they wanted to go back, they could no longer find a place to land.
What caught my eye was a mountain of fish piled up in the corner of the wall, their fallen scales shining coldly. Those that still had the strength to struggle arched their bodies and leaped up, revealing their pink and white rotten flesh, and smashed onto the piled bodies of their own kind.
The water and the ground were densely packed with lifeless or still-moving fish.
Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in the stomach. When I pressed my palm, the warm skin undulated, as if a dying fish, also thirsting for oxygen, was jumping there.
Before people vomit out, dreams vomit people back to reality.
With a shudder, she finally opened her eyes in the thick darkness, her pupils dilated like a sleeping cat suddenly awakened.
Squeezing out from the crack outside the main gate, Yin Sui looked around:
There was a bulge on the lazy tatami, it was Ji Xunjin.
He was forced to sleep in the living room tonight because the odor concentration on the second floor exceeded the standard, and he did not turn off the projector before going to bed.
The movie on the wall played to the moment when the hunting rifle trigger was pulled and the bullet hit the prey right between the eyebrows - it turned out that there was a projector in addition to the living room of the main house.
A pillow was tilted on the edge of the tatami, and the smile of the kitten on it was turned into a crying face with a hint of contempt because of the angle. The pink skirt of the kitten made of sequins was reflected by the afterglow of the sunset in the movie, making the edges redder and brighter, and the bottom was transparent white.
The light fades as the plot progresses, but the curvature of the cat's mouth, which seems to be smiling and crying, remains unchanged.
The sweaty hands and feet from the nightmare now felt cold, and Yinsui quietly tried to put it away.
Just as she grabbed a corner with her left hand and lifted it up, the cat-face tilted its head and glared upwards at her.
The exquisitely crafted pillow even has sequins on the back, and when you turn it over, you see layered waves, still white with a hint of red, and shiny like scales.
The time in the miniature world on the wall came to the next morning. A red fireball rose up, illuminating the corpses lying all over the field and the waves outside the world.
My fingers tingled, the waves began to rise and fall, scales opened and closed like the gills of a fish, breathing in and out.
He subconsciously let go of his hands.
The cotton pillow fell to the ground and bounced, startling Ji Xunjin who was facing away.
He turned around and was faced with Yin Sui, dressed in white and pale, standing at the head of his bed like a floating paper figurine. His breath stopped for a second, until his eyes adjusted to the light and he could see the whole picture clearly before he slowly spoke: "You don't look well."
"There's movement following Uncle Liu back." It crawled into my dream and just bit my finger.
"What happened?" His voice became tense.
"Yes."
When the scales first unfolded, there was no time to avoid the cut, which was a long and thin wound and was actually not serious.
She briefly explained the whole story and then pointed her index finger upwards. Blood oozed out, and when she withdrew it, it suddenly flashed. It was not the glistening light of water, but something tangible.
Half of it is scaled, and the other half is stuck in the flesh.
She was afraid that he couldn't find it, so she pointed: "Here."
Ji Xunjin still couldn't find it, he couldn't see it at all, and explained this as its influence was limited and hadn't spread to the people around.
"I have to ask Uncle Liu, after all, he brought it back."
"Well, wait a moment, I'll get it out first." She was afraid that the wound would be infectious like chickenpox, so she took out a few pieces of paper to wrap it and then pulled it out. It went deeper than she had imagined, and she could feel the affected flesh being dragged out together.
"You don't have to worry about it. When it's over, you'll be gone. It hasn't become a reality yet."
"It's too late."
She closed her eyes and pulled it out by the roots. The intact shape of the scales was exactly the same as that on the crucian carp.
The main house and the guest house are connected by a long corridor, and the lighting depends entirely on the voice-controlled lights embedded in the ceiling.
Two people walked through. The light behind them was on first, but the light in front was still dark. Their slender shadows lay at their feet, and the occasional sound of the wind was like weeping and complaining.
Ji Xunjin went in first and she waited outside the door.
"Uncle Liu left first out of fear of infecting you again, but he just answered the phone and said that the new space is probably destined for you. Judging from the progress, it will probably take a few days, and by then many teams will enter together."
"When did you leave?"
She wondered if it was just a nightmare she was having because the previous host had just passed away.
"He jumped out the window as soon as he got back to his room."
“…” Still strong despite his old age.
"The mission information has been sent, and the date is tentatively set for next Wednesday."
“I can’t open it.”
"You haven't passed the novice period yet, and the platform won't let you. I'll take a screenshot for you."
To be on the safe side, they stayed in the living room for the rest of the night.
After the interruption, Yinsui, who was no longer sleepy, lay down and turned his head to watch the re-enactment of the hunter plot.
“It’s bad for the eyes.”
After Ji Xunjin finished speaking, he reached out and took the fat seal doll and stuffed it behind her head, forcing her vision to straighten.
"I'm a little curious, where did you find these movies?"
Each one is more bizarre than the other, and is of a restricted level that cannot be shown on regular platforms for more than three minutes.
She suspected it was a recording of their mission, but later found it too fake. The blood plasma was all black, the monsters biting people was no different from chewing candy, and their eyeballs were as big as ping-pong balls, with an average of one out of every two shots being knocked out.
Moreover, his acting is extremely bad. His tongue sounds like it's burned when he speaks, and when he screams, he seems to want to split his mouth in two to expose his lungs.
“Some old record stores will sell it.”
The panting woman had a sandwich slice pressed against her face and fell asleep the next second.
"She's dead?"
In the toilet, the old man had just taken off his pants when the swollen toilet seat suddenly jumped up with the stick pointing upwards, and the old man was shocked.
"He's dead too?"
As he watched, a trace of awe appeared on Yinsui's face.
What awed her even more was that the person next to her was falling asleep.
"Don't you want to watch it anymore?"
"Look, I'm checking my phone."
Ji Xunjin turned off the projector and turned on the night light before going to bed.
His expression was steady from beginning to end, steadily weary. No matter how hysterical the people in the story were, it could not move the audience who insisted on supporting but were indifferent.
It was like blood splashed on the body, and it disappeared immediately when the screen was turned off.
"Do you like the smell of cigarettes, the kind you get in temples?"
"Not bad, if you mean the smell of you."
"I just remembered..."
The intricately carved incense burner emitted faint smoke, which swirled and melted before my eyes.
"This should help to suppress the fishy smell."
Yinsui realized later that he probably opened the window to get rid of the smell.
Then it dawned on him that he couldn't smell it. Otherwise, he would have understood that there had been no trace of fishy smell in the room since he woke up.
"It seems so." She lay back down, the cushions moved to her side like fortifications protruding from the plain. "Thank you."
The second dream happened two days later.
There are still a lot of fish, but without the buffer of land, there is only a embankment left, and there is no escape.
They all surged up and broke through the embankment of the pond, but she was caught by a pitch-black wooden boat, gloomy and without the sun, moon or light to illuminate it - the wooden boat turned into a new shore.
Is the floor soft because it's carpeted?
"Years."
When I heard the familiar voice, everything immediately became as light as a feather, floating past my head, and the distant call was like Mount Tai blocking the road. If I didn't get over it, there would be only a dead end.
"Mom? Mom! Mom, where are you!?"
After a while, the sound was heard again, but the source could not be found even after searching the limited space repeatedly.
She even leaned over the side of the boat to look for them, enduring the nausea and searching inch by inch through the surging school of fish.
Nothing was found.
Inside the boat? She turned and looked at where her feet were.
The ship was eerily black, its shadows densely woven together, leaving no holes for light to infiltrate, including the sight, so unless she squatted down and felt around, she could never judge what was inside the ship by sight alone.
Strands of... hair tangled together.
"Sui Sui." Suddenly, a sobbing tone was heard in this voice.
"Niu Heng asked, 'Why is the cicada named Qi Nu?' The answer was, 'The Queen of Qi died in anger, and her corpse transformed into a cicada. It climbed up the trees in the courtyard and chirped. The king repented, and so the world named the cicada Qi Nu.'"
The Queen of Qi made an agreement with the monarch, but the monarch later broke the promise. The Queen died of depression and after her death she transformed into a Zen monk who neighed all day long.
She came to see me.
Yin Sui told Ji Xunjin a montage of lies, cutting out the last page and covering up the cause of his mother's death as guilt.
How could she be the one feeling guilty?
That page was starless and moonless. The blood-soaked woman's eyes sparkled. The last words she said were, "Mom will definitely take you away."
Some people say that loving someone requires determination, but in fact, the person being loved also needs it.
If she is determined to tear out her intestines and stomach and trap herself, the one she loves must be determined to watch her body being torn into two pieces and left in a state of disfigurement.
If you feel guilty about it, you can only bear the guilt.
Yin Sui didn't dare to accept the promise before, and didn't dare to fulfill it after. In a trance, the body that fell to the ground decayed into white bones. It stood up, and black flames burned in its sunken eye sockets.
"Years."
Mom will definitely pick you up.
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