Whoa, whoa.The sound of waves crashing against the rocks was heard in my ears, and the rich night accompanied by the sound of waves approached quickly from far and near, rolling in from all directions, and the humid and cold air adhered to the surface of the skin stickily, and the cold penetrated into the blood along the pores, unconsciously absorbing the body temperature.Hiss, hiss.The faint sound of a poisonous snake spitting out a letter spread in the cold and biting air, goosebumps popped out, and his steps began to become sluggish and stiff, and the ink color like smoke and mist wrapped around his ankles, like algae in the depths of an ice-blue lake, pulling his body and slowly sinking down little by little.Turning his head sharply, he could see a faint shadow disk sitting in the corner of the ceiling, eyes that were closed and could not catch any light, but it seemed to be quietly watching what was happening in front of him, and then, from some corner, the lake was bubbling and tumbling out of nowhere, and it overflowed like night.Fear and panic gripped the heart, slowly contracted and clenched, goosebumps contracted back violently, breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and ran wildly into the wilderness.Boom, boom.Directly in front of it, a vast sea of fire was ignited, burning on the surface of the deep blue lake, invading with the momentum of a prairie fire, the bright tongue of fire licking the night, and the bright orange red surging away at the sky of ink, reflecting the whole world into peacock blue, enchanting and spreading out.The threat of death slid through his throat like a sharp blade, and he only felt a chill, and he could really feel the biting cold invading his soul with a gasp, and he reflexively grabbed his throat, opened his eyes, and sat up suddenly, his chest rose and fell sharply, and he breathed violently.Headache!
The temples were twitching and pulling hard, the nerves from the brain stem through the spine to the heels were completely straightened, and the muscles of the whole body were tensed to the extreme, on the verge of bursting, the strong throbbing pain overturned the mountains and seas, the entire back was soaked with cold sweat, and the tumbling of the stomach made people can't help retching.Nightmare.Terrible nightmares.Everything that had just happened was just a nightmare, and the nightmare that had haunted me over and over the past week reappeared tonight.The vivid sense of death made his throat feel cold, and he sat up suddenly, and the overwhelming demonic colors all faded, and the dream finally woke up, and his entire back was already wet with cold sweat.However, tonight's dream was so vivid and so vivid that when he was in the midst of the fire, he even felt the burning heat of the burning skin spreading.It's as if the tongue of fire is really licking its own skin.Wait, is that burning sensation real?
It's true!
Horden, who was frightened by the nightmare's firm grip on his ankle, took half a beat to react, and when he woke up, he was not in his own room, but surrounded by a sea of fire - looking around, he was very sure and sure that this was definitely not his room.So, is the dream still not awake?
At this time, he was lying on the dark brown wooden floor, his palms were supported on it and creaked, a scarlet gorgeous carpet was rolled up next to him, two ink-black goose feather sofas with gold trim were placed at his heels, and a simple and bulky log desk was beside him, and the flames were devouring the heavy velvet curtains not far away, and the crackling flames were destroying the beauty in front of him, there was a kind of poignant and magnificent apocalypse.Flame?
Yes, flames.At the moment of life and death, I was distracted again.After glancing around, Hoden realized that the flames were rapidly eroding the nooks and crannies of the wooden room, and that he was about to become the next victim lying in the center.So, is this a dream or reality?
Is the dream awake at all?
Or is it just another nightmare?
It's like "Inception", where dreams are set on dreams?
He knew very well that the mess in his room would never be what it was now.So, if it's not a dream, how can you explain that you're here?
However, there is no time to think slowly, even if it is still a nightmare, it is imperative to run for your life - "Ah, it's annoying, and I want to run away again, can't I be lazy just because it's a nightmare?"
”Is it to experience the thrill of being burned alive in a dream?
Or is it the joy of running 300 meters to escape for your life?
Although Hoden was very, very keen to choose the former, after thinking about it and weighing it carefully, he sighed resignedly, and stood up with a bone.At this time, the position where he was lying was revealed, and he could see a strange figure drawn on the ground, and the intricate pattern splicing made people a little dizzy.A quick scan to make sure he had never seen it, and then Hoden shifted his gaze and hurriedly swept the room, the flames had not yet fully spread, but the thick smoke obstructed the view, and it was only with great difficulty that the refracted light was caught in the direction of the window that was revealed after the flames had eaten away at the curtains.Hordon looked left and right, found a burgundy velvet stool, raised it high and threw it at the window."
Bang dang!"
The glass of the window shattered, but the first thing Hodden noticed was the shape of the mullions—the upper part was a mosaic of dome windows, through which sunlight filtered onto the floor, as colorful as a kaleidoscope, and with unreachable ceilings, which was clearly not the architectural style he was familiar with.It was the babbling river outside the window that caught Howlen's attention.Bang!
The floor clock erected in the corner of the wall collapsed, and even the statue hanging on the wall also fell, and the fire was running everywhere, and the rolling heat wave was licking the hairs on the surface of the skin, the stinging sensation exploded directly, the smoke and scorching heat were getting closer and closer, and the imminent touch of death made Hoden tense completely, took two steps back, and then sprinted with all his might.Sprint!
Kick the ground!
Caper!
Jumping out of the window in a fish-leaping posture, the steaming heat was left behind, accompanied by the fierce wind of hunting, the refreshing water vapor also came to his face, and the bright moonlight dyed him into a piece of silver, and the dark cyan water gradually expanded in the pupils, and then directly drilled into the water, allowing the cold river water to wrap his body.From hot to cold, from top to bottom, the change in temperature and center of gravity caused the whole world to begin to shake upside down, and just when Hoden thought the nightmare had awakened again, he suddenly burst through the water, and the burning house reappeared in the pupil reflection: he still did not return to his room.The cold and damp water vapor stimulated the brain, and the throbbing pain became clear again, like a drill rolling in the brain, and the kraken's screaming sting erupted in the depths of the soul, and he involuntarily raised his hand and patted his head fiercely, trying to stop the pain, not wanting to let those intermittent memory fragments tumble up from the bottom - Hoden Herlo.Norsines Continent, Rock Abyss.Secepest College.A series of unfamiliar words forced into the brain, and the pain as if someone was slashing their own head with an axe exploded again."
Goddess Ogur is above!"
Wake up!
Wake up!
Awake!
Never before, Holden longed to wake up from his nightmare, to go back to his messy kennel again, to wake up again from his uncomfortable mattress, he missed the flickering lamp, the bathroom so cramped that he couldn't turn around, the intermittent speed of the Internet, the spicy chicken that was so numb that his tongue was unconscious, and the stinky tofu bowl chicken spicy hot braised hoof sauce beef Buddha jumping over the wall sweet and sour fish braised pork beef soup......
It's not a crossing, is it?
Probably not, right?
Smack......
Smack......
Rumble......
A loud noise was heard, and Holden opened his eyes again, and then witnessed the whole process of the two-story building from crumbling to collapsing.The stars fell on the velvety inky night, the full moon hung in the sky like a silver platter, and the clear and pure milky yellow light shrouded the earth; The fluttering flames rose in the wind, the ashes scattered all over the sky, and the pungent breath spread in the air with the black smoke, which was magnificent.The tranquility of the night faintly outlines a sense of tragedy.Relax your body and drift with the flow, and you can catch the lights of the house that are gradually brightening not far away, as if you are waking up from your sleep.The sparse crowd ran out as soon as possible, stopping at the door of the house, or stepping forward to the riverbank, gazing at the burning houses, and the sound of chattering reminded Holden of the scene of neighbors in his hometown watching melons, but the style of dressing in front of him had to go back centuries - a drawstring open-collared shirt with high-waisted trousers and boots, a long skirt with a fringed scarf, a dirty dark gray rag T-shirt with a dark brown leather jacket......
Hertz!
Hodden took a deep breath and lurked back to the bottom, holding his breath as he drifted passively in the direction of the river's surge, hiding his tracks.Although Hordon still couldn't understand what was going on, whether it was a dream or ......
Through the crossing, he had no way of knowing what the Hoden Herlow in his mind had to do with him, but he hadn't forgotten one important thing: why did he appear in that room?
Why lie on top of a bunch of symbols yourself?
Why is there no one else on site?
Why did someone try to burn down that house?
Assuming that the other party set the fire to kill him, did the murderer hide in the crowd and ensure his death?
And was he noticed when he jumped out of the window?
If the other party realizes that he is still alive, will they continue to hunt him down?
Why did the other party try to kill him?
Or is he just a passerby who was innocently implicated?
So, is he a good guy or a bad guy?
Is he a pursuer, or is he a pursuer?
A question mark, a question mark, a question mark.There were so many questions in his mind that he couldn't even determine his identity, he just felt a headache, and it was clear that this was not the best time to quietly gather his thoughts.Through the water, you can see the noisy crowd of onlookers gradually drifting away, the full moon hanging in the sky is still quietly blooming with a halo, the starry elves fluttering their wings and flying up and down near the distant horizon, the silver glow is like stardust, outlining the vastness and recklessness of the forest, the cold night can't help but be a little gentle, the surging water vapor and the mysterious darkness converge and merge under the moonlight.Genie?
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Breath?
Howlen slowly closed his eyes, he was now 100% sure that his brain was experiencing the double stimulation of extreme heat and cold, and he was also experiencing the double shock of nightmares and murder, and was producing a series of hallucinations.If it was a dream, he felt that now was the best time to wake up.()