Dreamland Guide

Ma Fuqing was still insisting at first, and kept sitting there repeating his beliefs: "I don’t move, I can’t move, everything is an illusion..." Even if he felt the water level rise and slowly flooded his nose and mouth, his body was only trembling slightly. He didn't stand up, let alone pull the iron bar on the top of the cage with his hands.

He tried to take a few deep breaths, and apart from the cold in his chest, he didn't feel choking and breathing block. He hehe laughed: "Look, I'll just say, this is all an illusion, it's like having a nightmare."

He heard Aoki say: "You are really good, so you can keep your clarity. If you don't move, I really can't help you. But it will rain heavily, if you don't hide from the rain, this one The heavy rain is enough for you."

Ma Fuqing opened his eyes and looked up. It was dark and there was nothing to see, but there was indeed a drop of heavy raindrops falling down, sparsely, and occasionally one or two drops on his face, cold and cold.

After a while, the rain began to intensively, and it was sprinkled on the top of the building like broad beans, making a crackling sound.

Ma Fuqing soon got wet, like a chicken, the rain pours down his face.

At this time, his breathing started to become unsmooth, and after a little effort, rainwater was sucked into his lungs, causing a violent cough.

He wanted to find a place to take shelter from the rain, but he also remembered that he must insist on the belief that he must not move. If you move, you may no longer be able to distinguish what is illusion and what is reality.

The wind howled, blowing large swaths of rain obliquely, like a large army shooting arrows here in the distance. Ma Fuqing felt a little unstable while sitting, and was almost blown down by the wind. The wind and rain made his cheek hurt.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Ma Fuqing couldn't bear it anymore.

A flash of lightning lit up, like a shining silver snake, twisting in front of his eyes, almost breaking through the floor of the building.

With the light of lightning, Ma Fuqing saw clearly the situation on the roof, and there was nothing except the pouring rain. The cage that trapped him is gone, and the underground river is gone. Aoki didn't know where to go.

A loud thunder rang in his ears, and suddenly he jumped from the ground.

Yes, who would stupidly stay on top of this abandoned building to get in the rain! This building has been abandoned for more than 20 years, and it may collapse one day when it is blown by a strong wind.

Ma Fuqing took out his mobile phone to illuminate it, and found that the mobile phone was no longer on, probably because of the rain. Thinking about the phone hidden in the pile of scrap steel bars, it should be even more useless. He didn't even look at it.

He had to feel the black and walked towards the top of the stairs. Fortunately, he was familiar with it. Several transactions had been conducted here before.

He touched the position of the stairs next to the wall, tried to take a step forward, and stepped on the steps. He breathed a sigh of relief, patted his wet chest, but smiled lightly on his mouth.

He remembered that the medicine woman pinched an orchid finger to pose a big Buddha in front of him, isn't it also dead in Aoki's hands now? Even the legendary Muka and Wu Sotun are dead, but this Aoki can't help me!

Ma Fuqing became triumphant, and when he went downstairs, he was a little careless.

He was so frightened that his heart tightened, almost without myocardial infarction. Fortunately, the buttocks landed quickly, and fell onto a pile of scrap steel bars on the floor of the next floor with a bang, and the tail vertebrae threw a feeling of cracking.

He yelled, got up from the steel bar with difficulty, and fumbled carefully to find the wall.

However, the steel bars on the ground were not flat, but stood up one by one, blocking his way.

Ma Fuqing found it strange that he had never seen such a steel bar when he came here before. He fumbled around the erected steel bars and found that the steel bars stood up one by one, just making a circle, like a cage. I just fell from the top just now, and it's fortunate not to be pierced to death by the vertical steel bar.

At the same time, he smelled a pungent odor, as if he had fallen into a poop.

At this time, the sound of wind and rain gradually ceased, the sky on the roof released a dim light, the lights of the distant city also drilled out of the wet fog again, and the scene in front of you gradually could see a fuzzy outline.

Ma Fuqing adjusted to the dim light for a while, and then saw that he had fallen into an iron cage, but this time he was not immersed in water like a pig cage.

The iron bars of the cage are two meters high, with straw and dirty mats spread underneath. There were a few very thick chains in the cage, which locked the cage door. There is a pit in the corner of the cage, where the smell comes from. Ma Fuqing took a closer look and smelled it again, and found that it was indeed a **** pit for people to pee.

He quickly stepped back, clutching his nose, and suddenly bumped into something soft and soft in his back. He seemed to hear a heavy gasp, and a slight whirring air stream flowed over his neck behind his back.

He held his breath in fright, turned around abruptly, and saw a dark figure squatting behind him, the whites of both eyes appearing particularly bright in the darkness.

Ma Fuqing was frightened. He fell backwards, crawled backwards with his hands on the ground for a few steps, and accidentally pushed into the urine pit with one hand.

The dark shadow seemed very happy to see him stained with poop~www.wuxiaspot.com~ he laughed.

Ma Fuqing felt that the voice was very familiar, and after a closer look, he found that it was his brother Ma Fuquan who was squatting in front of him.

"Why are you here?" Ma Fuqing asked puzzledly.

Ma Fuquan smiled and stretched out his hand to pinch Ma Fuqing's neck: "You locked me up! You locked me up!" As he pinched his neck hard, he banged Ma Fuqing's head against the ground. .

Ma Fuqing wanted to resist, but he didn't know whether he was a little weak in the rain, or his brother's strength was too great. Anyway, he couldn't use any strength, so he could only watch that he was strangled by his brother. Angry.

He shook his brother's fingers vigorously, and said something vaguely that he couldn't even hear him. Then, his tongue spit out, spit out old elders, like a hanged ghost. His eyes also bulged out, like a dead fish.

The strange thing is that Ma Fuqing was obviously dead, but he could still see himself and everything around him, but the despair and pain at the moment before his death never dissipated from him. He just watched himself die, and his brother smiled with satisfaction.

The sound of footsteps coming from the stairs is not very loud, like the sound of walking barefoot without shoes.

Then a white figure appeared at the top of the stairs.

It was a headless woman, naked and white, like a white pig that had just pushed her hair in the boiling water. The upper part of her neck was empty, the flesh and skin turned outward, and dark red blood overflowed from the mouth of her neck, crawling like a group of twisted long insects.

Ma Fuqing saw the headless woman walking step by step towards him who was already dead, her snow-white chest trembled, and a black mole on her left chest was particularly conspicuous.

"Give me back!" the woman said.