Chapter 67 Chapter 67 Dream
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Mo Shiyu stood at the gate of a residential complex with his eyes lowered.
It was drizzling, and my clothes were soaked, with water droplets dripping down my wet chin.
He stood here for a long time without moving.
Mo Shiyu knew where he was.
But he couldn't remember why he was here.
Before him was the familiar yet unfamiliar gate of the residential complex. Behind the gate was a road he had walked thousands of times.
Mo Shiyu pictured the scene he would see after walking in his mind.
A house with heating in winter, big white steamed buns for dinner, and parents who are always worried about me.
His home.
The sound of rain reminds people of the past, a peaceful, ordinary, and even a little boring past.
Mo Shiyu only remembered that he returned here from a long journey.
But I don’t remember when I came back or where I came from.
The scarlet sunset glow dripped down the sky, forming a blood-red silk.
He paused for a long time, and finally walked towards home, step by step crossing the dividing line between light and darkness.
The streetlight shone on his face, casting a dim shadow.
He suddenly turned around and glanced at the guard room behind him. It was quiet and dark there.
The scene beyond that has become blurry.
This feeling can only be felt in dreams.
Is he dreaming?
***
The neighborhood was silent, with no one in sight. After walking for a few minutes, Mo Shiyu soon stood in front of his home.
He fumbled for a long time and took the key out of the backpack he was carrying.
He rubbed it gently with his fingers a few times.
This place is not very spacious. There are three households on one floor. There are sundries piled in front of each household, and the sensor lights are not very sensitive.
Mo Shiyu stomped his feet, but the sensor light still didn't light up, and it was pitch black in front of him, and he couldn't see his fingers.
This place is really old. So they will be ready to move into their new home in about two months.
Mo Shiyu put down the key and gently approached the door.
He heard the first human voice the world had ever heard.
It was a faint, broken sob, "I don't... believe it..."
“Why did it happen to my child…”
"Why are you all okay—"
The crying gradually became heartbreaking.
Mo Shiyu recognized whose voice it was.
He seemed to be suddenly awakened and immediately became anxious. He wanted to insert the key into the keyhole, but it was too dark around him and he couldn't aim it correctly no matter what. He was so anxious that he was sweating.
He stomped his feet again, but the sensor light still didn't light up.
There was no other way, so he had to reach in and grope around, took out a cell phone from his schoolbag, and turned on the flashlight.
This time I should be able to go in...
The light from the phone swept across the crack of the door. Mo Shiyu glanced at it carelessly, and suddenly his hair stood on end. He almost cried out -
Behind his door, he saw a person silently stuck in the crack of the door, staring at him with his two huge eyes.
"Do you really want to come in?" Noticing Mo Shiyu's gaze, it suddenly spoke, and a strange voice that sounded neither male nor female echoed in the corridor.
“No regrets?”
Mo Shiyu took a step back. He felt as if all the blood in his body had frozen.
"What?"
His throat was so tight that he couldn't hear his own voice.
"I say..." Those two creepy eyes stared straight at him, with fucking crying in the background, "Do you really want to come in?"
The door suddenly creaked open a little, revealing a pitch-black interior.
This time, no key is even needed.
Mo Shiyu didn't hold the phone firmly, and the light from the phone flipped over and shone on him.
It was also at this time that he suddenly saw his black hair mixed with smoky gray, the ends of his hair were a little long and hung down to his neck.
When did he do the highlights?
Mo Shiyu stared at the half-open door, then looked down at the smoky gray hair, as if he was looking at a devil.
His face turned pale and he gritted his teeth. Suddenly he wiped his face, turned around and ran downstairs quickly.
“…”
The steps behind him collapsed one by one, like a poorly built bridge. He ran with one foot deep and one foot shallow, stumbling several times.
The nasal cavity seemed to be blocked, or fell into a vacuum.
After an unknown amount of time, Mo Shiyu suddenly stopped and turned around.
He stood outside the community, where he had stood at the beginning.
The heavy rain had soaked him through.
Behind me is the quiet and secluded security booth.
Mo Shiyu raised his head and looked at the pitch-black void.
A yellowed piece of paper floated down from the sky and landed in his hands.
There is a simple line of words on it.
***
The underground stone passage was collapsing, and there were anxious moth people running around everywhere.
This is not an easy battle.
Zhu Fujingguang glanced at the young man with black and white bangs beside him whom they had just woken up.
Let’s not talk about why the Sleeping Beauty that Dazai-kun woke up turned out to be Ryunosuke Akutagawa, a reserve cadre of the Port Mafia.
This young man is truly a powerful psychic. Although he is so young, he uses his supernatural powers so skillfully.
Several tunnels outside the temple collapsed at once, and most of the insects were trapped outside the temple. It took time to get around through other tunnels.
But even so, rescuing the fish is not an easy task.
The priest has transformed several insects of unusually beautiful appearance.
They are special insects transformed through rituals. Compared with the ugly moth-men, they are smarter, more cunning and much more difficult to deal with.
The black-and-white-haired young man beside him was so powerful that winning this battle was not easy.
During the break in the battle, Ryunosuke Akutagawa looked at Dazai cautiously, his eyes showing hidden admiration and excitement, as if he was surprised that Dazai was willing to wake him up.
In comparison, Dazai Osamu seems to be much colder on the surface.
Both of them were very reserved, and only Zhufu Jingguang could see their emotions from these subtle changes in expressions.
"According to the original plan, I wasn't the one to wake up Akutagawa-kun."
Dazai Osamu hugged his chest, dodged an attack, and suppressed the supernatural power of a bug, "It should be Atsushi-kun."
"Well, it's because of a variable like Tokiyu-kun. It's worth changing the plan to save him."
Zhu Fu Jingguang looked around.
After a few minutes, the space outside the temple had changed a lot, and most of the tree roots had turned yellow and withered.
The remaining green roots are entangled together, clustered into a spindle-shaped cocoon, like a castle surrounded by thorns, with a sleeping princess inside.
This is completely different from the ceremony just now.
What happened to the fish?
Zhu Fu Jingguang was a little anxious. He tried to get closer, but was stopped by the insect.
"You are not allowed to...go over there..." the beautiful insect spoke intermittently.
Zhu Fu Jingguang took a deep breath and said, "You have just transformed into a bug and you already understand language, strategy, and cooperation. Remember your memories as a human."
The bug didn't speak.
"Even though you were captured by the bugs, you're willing to serve them. Can the transformation of your race suddenly allow you to change sides?"
"position……"
The insects spoke softly, and the sound was pleasant and beautiful.
"I do remember everything that happened. Turning swords against my former kin... wasn't such a pleasant thing, but..." The beautiful long-haired insect extended its sharp claws, gleaming with a cold light. "For..." My thoughts are meaningless.
Has this kind of evolution evolved into a kind of group thinking?
A thought flashed through Zhu Fujingguang's mind.
What is the "——" that has been mentioned many times?
The tree root cocoon trembled slightly, and the layers of roots blocked their view, making it impossible for them to see what was going on inside.
The priest knelt outside the cocoon made of tree roots, his back to them, his long dark green hair winding all over the ground, his head lowered, his hands clasped in front of his chest, and he prayed softly.
"not good!"
At this moment, Zhu Fu Jingguang suddenly raised his head, and the stone above his head suddenly shattered and the rubble exploded.
“…” Dazai Osamu slowly curled his lips.
"You're late, Chuuya."
Nakahara Chuuya stood up in the rubble, his windbreaker fluttering in the wind. "You have no right to judge my actions, you bastard Dazai."
If there is no door, humans will force one open.
The long-lost sunshine came in.
A white-haired shadow that was almost transparent circled in front of the cocoon at the tree root, and then suddenly disappeared.
The cocoons on the tree roots trembled even more violently, and the roots turned yellow and fell to the ground. The priest finally stood up, slightly opened his eyes, and looked at the scene in front of him.
The tree roots were untangled bit by bit.
A calf stepped out.
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