Chapter 13 different dream

Fu Yexing, the boss of Seafood City, finally gave in and had to tell the truth. But the truth he said surprised me so much that I was a little confused. Because the incident Fu Yexing narrated was too bizarre, beyond the limit of unimaginable.If I hadn't heard it with my own ears, I wouldn't have accepted it at all. Fu Yexing, a farmer in the suburbs, longed for the prosperity of the city when he was young, so he left the countryside and went to the city alone to work.But he didn't have much education, and he didn't know much about technology. After entering the city, he could only do some of the hardest and most tiring, unskilled labor. He worked hard every day, but he couldn't make much money.He was also deceived and involved in a criminal case because he handed over to the bandit by mistake, and was imprisoned for half a year.

After Fu Yexing was released from prison, he was empty-handed and disheartened, and his previous lofty ambitions came to naught.In this icy city, no one is willing to help him. He doesn't even have the money to buy a return ticket, so he can only drag his tired legs and return to his hometown on foot. He walked alone on the road for a whole day, and when it was almost dark, he realized that there was only one endlessly extending road, and there was not even a single house on either side of the road.When he was at his wit's end, he suddenly saw a temple in the distance, so he hurried over.Suddenly the sky was covered with thick dark clouds, and pea-sized raindrops fell on the head and face, and Shino was plunged into darkness for a moment, darker than midnight.Fu Yexing held his head in his hands, estimating the direction of the ancient corridor in his heart, and ran forward desperately. Suddenly, with a bang, his head seemed to hit the doorpost. He touched it with his hand, and it was true. , he didn't deviate from the direction, and really ran to the front of the ancient corridor.

The torrential rain was pouring, and the thunder was thunderous. Fu Yexing groped on the porch pillars with his hands, and finally found the door, and hurriedly hid in it. He let out a long sigh of relief, and finally found a place to shelter from the rain. That ancient corridor was particularly gloomy and cold. After entering, Fu Yexing shivered from the cold.Gritting his teeth, he took off his wet clothes in the dark, wrung them dry with his hands, and put them on again.Then he widened his eyes and wanted to see the situation in the corridor clearly, but the darkness inside was so thick that the naked eye could not penetrate it at all, anyway he couldn't see anything.

In desperation, Fu Yexing squatted down and groped the ground with his hands. His hands seemed to have touched a jar. It was round and round, with a big belly and a thin neck, but the surface was a little rough.Fu Yexing held the jar in his arms and moved to the front of the porch, thinking, this is the end, why don't I just use this jar as a pillow and lie down and rest. He actually put the jar down, pillowed it under his head, and closed his eyes to rest for a while.But unexpectedly, after he closed his eyes, bone-biting fatigue hit his heart, and he fell asleep unexpectedly. After falling asleep, Fu Yexing had a strange dream.

In the dream, he seemed to be in a deep ancient house, the house was vast and unfathomable, but the light was dim.A woman in white, with bare feet and disheveled hair, was running towards the gate. Behind her was the earth-shattering sound of horseshoes and smoke and dust, chasing the woman in white.In the depths of the ancient house, more than a dozen shadows ran over, as if they wanted to meet the woman in white. Like most dreams, Fu Yexing felt that he was dreaming, but he couldn't figure out his specific location in the dream.He seems to be living in a very high place, he can see the cavalry and smoke outside the house, and he can also see the shadows running out from the deep part of the house.

Fu Yexing used the word shadow to describe what he saw because he couldn't judge what he saw. Those things that came out of the deep place were similar to human beings, but they were obviously different from human beings.Much smaller than a human, with overly long limbs, claws with glowing blue barbs, and bat-like membranous wings.Fu Yexing was sure that these things still had scales on their bodies, but he couldn't explain why he felt this way. When those things were running, their shapes and shadows were erratic, and it could only be said that their existence could not be determined.Afterwards, Fu Yexing recalled that it didn't seem to be a dream, but the superposition of two different dreams.The running thing should not be in the old house, but in another dream he had at the same time, like two different film reels overlapping, so he saw such a scene.

He saw those things rushing to the gate, two of them welcomed the woman in white, and the rest of them closed a tall bronze door with force.The door was closed very slowly, and Fu Yexing watched helplessly as the pursuers rushed to the door. Shocking screams shook up billows of dust and smoke, and several iron spears with a cold light pierced into the door at the same time.But the gate was still closed without haste, and the spear points that poked in were naturally embedded in the copper door, as if they were decorations on the copper door. Then he heard a weird voice, definitely not a human voice, and he couldn't possibly understand it.But when he woke up later, a sentence appeared in his mind inexplicably: "The lucky elf was injured, but she got the long-growing root of sweat."

Although it was a voice, it was different from any movement Fu Yexing heard.He said this like a stone beast, or a stone tripod, in short, it was that kind of heavy existence.It is rusty, damp, and not as fleeting as the sounds we hear every day. The dream is still going on. Those odd-shaped aliens were running around the old house with the woman in white in their arms.The white dress on the woman seemed to bring a faint light to the old house.What Fu Yexing saw was a huge palace, which was beyond his imagination. Two rows of stone beasts gradually turned inward. They were huge in size and exuded the smell of wet soil. They slowly twisted their heads and necks, making piercing noises. The sound of rock rubbing: "Kalala, Kalala".

The running aliens were obviously a little flustered, because they fell down for unknown reasons, more than a dozen things were tangled together, and the membranous wings were hooked together, making these things scream in terror.A thing holding a jar came running from behind to help everyone. In comparison, this thing was closer to a human being, but with weird cheeks.After galloping over, it put the jar it held in its arms at the feet of a stone beast to help those entangled things and untie the entangled wings. At this moment, the stone beast lowered its head slowly, revealing a big mouth with broken teeth, and picked up the jar.The rest of the stone beasts made a noise: "Yalin Lang stole the secret altar of the lucky elves, Ya Lin Lang is a thief!" The stone beast who swallowed the altar was obviously a little flustered, and hurriedly acted as if nothing had happened, trying to get away with it.

At this time, there was a popping sound, as if a hole was opened on the top of the old house, and a dazzling brilliance sprayed in, making Fu Yexing's eyes hurt, and he couldn't help crying out, rubbing his eyes with his hands. He sat up and found that the brilliance was just the sunshine in reality.At this time, he was sitting in a strange place, surrounded by pillars and stones, and strange symbols that he could not understand were engraved on the stone pillars.And beside him, there was really an ordinary-shaped jar. In fact, he slept on this jar and had a strange dream.