The wind and rain were raging, beating against everything.
The raindrops fell on my body, and the pain was particularly clear.
Si Ming knew clearly that he was in a dream. In the evening, he and Jiang Li ate fresh food and drank wine, and then went back to the room to rest.
He didn't know why he had such a dream.
"ah--"
A shrill scream came from a distance.
Si Ming's eyebrows moved and he quickly rushed towards the direction of the sound.
As he rushed over, the screams never stopped, as if...
An indescribable feeling.
Even though he already had a premonition in his heart.
"Bang!"
A heavy black object fell in front of him.
The splashing mud and water stained his clothes.
I lowered my head and took a closer look, and it was indeed a person.
When I looked up, a lonely building appeared in front of me.
The surrounding area is a vast wilderness with no buildings or even trees.
The boundless emptiness, accompanied by a flash of lightning as bright as daylight, seemed to extend to the end of the world.
The icy rain had already soaked his entire body, and the biting cold was trying to penetrate into the cracks between his bones, determined to freeze him to death on the spot.
A cold light flashed in the distance.
He raised his foot and walked slowly forward, the wails of the dying gradually getting louder.
They came one after another, like densely packed ghosts being tortured in the hell of Senro. It was a kind of wail that was filled with fear deep in the bones.
The door of the warehouse was not closed, leaving a gap.
Compared to the endless darkness outside, it is bright inside.
The surging smell of blood was rushing out from the gap, which was only one finger wide, mixed with his breath and penetrated into every part of his body.
Through the gap, he saw a familiar figure dancing quickly.
Slender, tall, with a seductive beauty that assaulted his senses.
A cold light came into view.
He closed his eyes, isolating the cold light outside his eyelids.
After opening his eyes a few seconds later, he met Jiang Li's eyes.
These are a pair of cold eyes, very beautiful, like ice.
It also looks like a cold pond.
There is no fear, no tension, no excitement, and no evil spirit.
Nothing.
At this moment, Jiang Li looked like a killing machine.
"Jiang Li!"
Reaching out and pulling open the heavy door of the warehouse, Si Ming stepped inside.
The huge warehouse has now turned into a hell on earth.
There was a pool of blood under his feet.
He could even feel the sticky sensation on the soles of his feet with every step he took.
There are countless, densely packed "people" in the warehouse.
It seems a little inappropriate to call them people. These so-called "people" only have a human shape, and in Si Ming's eyes, their facial features cannot be seen clearly.
They seemed to be unable to see Si Ming and let him move around among them.
Inexplicably, Si Ming sensed some danger.
Almost at the moment when this thought arose, a silent "bang" came down from the sky.
In a flash, Siming thought of something, but the next second, he fainted.
She glanced in the direction of Jiang Li, and she and those things turned into a bloody mist.
“…”
The night was dark, and outside was filled with the damp smell brought by the night dance.
Si Ming looked at the dim room and slowly sat up.
She raised her hand and pushed the loose hair on her forehead back, revealing a perfect face.
The sweat on the forehead wet the hair and also stained the palms.
This absurd dream he constructed had no logic at all, and everything seemed so... ridiculous.
After washing up, I checked the time.
It's past two in the morning.
Standing on the terrace and looking at the scenery outside, the lights in the Taotie Building are still on.
I'm basically no longer sleepy.
He put on his clothes, went downstairs and went to the Taotie Building.
As soon as I came in, I saw several people inside.
"Grandpa?" He stepped forward. "That's strange. You're so old, and you still stay up late?"
The old man rolled his eyes at him and said, "I'm going to be buried soon, can't I be a little more fashionable?"
"Okay." He pulled out a chair and sat down at their table. He greeted several elders and ordered a few dishes. "I'll have a drink with you."
Grandpa Qi's eyes, which were already small, narrowed even more when he smiled.
"You're not here to accompany your grandfather, are you just craving for wine?"
Si Ming said: "Absolutely not, Master Qi, please don't wrongly accuse me."
"Here they are." The uncle came over with a few side dishes that Si Ming ordered. "There are fried peanuts, sprinkled with a layer of fine salt, right?"
"Yes, thank you." Si Ming thanked him and took one, "Grandpa."
"Can this be eaten with wine?" Taigong took a look and picked up a piece of food with chopsticks.
The fried peanuts are crispy and delicious, and the fine salt on the surface dispels the greasiness. The light salty taste is really good.
Taigong had never eaten like this before.
"Just come here by yourself and take care of that kid?"
Si Ming shook his head: "I should be sleeping at this time. I suddenly woke up from a dream and saw the lights on in the building, so I thought of coming over to sit down."
As for what kind of dream I had, the elders at the same table naturally wouldn't ask.
Who hasn't had a dream?
With the presence of a young person, the elderly people are no longer in a hurry to leave.
Outside the window there was a rustling mist of rain. It was not heavy, but very light and floating, bringing a cool feeling as it blew in with the wind, dispelling the scorching summer heat.
There is an octagonal palace lantern above their heads, which makes their space very stylish.
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