I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

In the abandoned city at night, on the streets where the rich and poor meet, you can still hear the sounds of factories operating.

After a long silence, there was a dull thud, followed by the sound of pistons and gears, followed by a burst of fine noise, and finally calmed down. After waiting for a while, the cycle started again.

Lu Tian thought of trains. When he was riding a sleeper train overnight, he listened to the sound of the collision between the wheels and the rails. It was also noisy and rhythmic.

He was lying on the ground. The quilt that Drizzt borrowed was not very warm. Fortunately, the weather in the abandoned city was not cold either. The smoke that filled the area where the poor lived acted as a greenhouse effect, making the air here warm and humid. But if you live here for a long time, you will definitely contract lung-related diseases, which will cause serious damage to your body.

After midnight, Shia started to fall asleep deeply after praying, and she could even hear snoring, which surprised Lu Tan.

Maybe I ate too much during the day.

Lu Tiao temporarily blocked what he saw and heard during the day from his mind and closed his eyes.

Drizzt also fell into a deep sleep. He lay on the sofa. The soft sofa that had changed into his own shape perfectly supported his body, allowing Drizzt to sleep peacefully.

Of course, what made him sleep peacefully was the pistol placed under his pillow, ready to be taken out at any time.

Drizzt was soon in a dream.

He felt like he was sitting somewhere.

It's cold, humid, and dark here, and the air is full of stench that makes your skin crawl.

"Wake up quickly."

A voice woke Drizzt.

He saw that he was sitting in the corner of the alley, unable to use his hands and feet. Next to him was an unkempt girl.

"Great, I thought you wouldn't wake up."

The girl said, taking out another piece of bread that was a little dirty, but it could be seen that it was wiped.

"I can only find this, sorry, let's eat together."

The girl broke the bread in half and handed the larger half to Drizzt.

Drizzt took a bite, and it had a slightly bitter taste, but he couldn't taste it as bread. Even though he knew it was a dream, he still felt the urge to vomit.

But the girl ate very seriously, even licking the crumbs off her fingers cleanly.

"When your illness gets better, we can go to the factory to work together. I heard that there is free soup in the factory. Aunt Jenny said that I will go to work in two days. When I can work, I will definitely I have money to treat you."

She said with longing, her dirty face, but her eyes were full of hope, shining brightly.

Drizzt looked a little dazed for a moment.

"What's wrong? Don't worry, I won't leave you. We want to be together forever."

The girl smiled at Drizzt.

He felt a little dizzy.

After waking up, Drizzt realized that it was still dark.

Boom——

The sound of factory machinery could be heard in the distance. When a person is tired enough, even this noise can become a lullaby to help sleep.

Drizzt felt a tightness in his chest, as if something was pressing down on him. He tried to move, but found that it was difficult to move.

Twisting his neck and lowering his head, Drizzt saw the big orange cat pressing on his chest, its heavy body curled up into a ball, sleeping soundly.

"go!"

Drizzt patted the big orange cat's butt. The orange cat only moved its ears but had no intention of moving.

It wasn't until he sat up that the orange cat jumped down because it lost its soft flesh pad, and it didn't know where it got.

Drizzt licked his tongue, and the bitter taste of the bread seemed to be in his mouth. He seemed to have become the guy slumped in a dark alley, waiting for help from his companions.

That feeling of powerlessness made Drizzt secretly clenched his fists.

He saw that both Shia and Lu Tan were sleeping, and Lu Tan had a few grasses sticking out of his hair, bathing in the moonlight.

Picking up the privately brewed wine, Drizzt drank it in a big gulp.

Because he woke up because of alcohol, he was a little late-conscious.

"What did I dream about just now?"

Drizzt did not have that kind of experience. The environment he grew up in was not bad compared to the current abandoned city. This was obviously not a dream processed by his own memory.

So what is this?

Drizzt knew that in foreign lands, sometimes it was not people chasing knowledge, but knowledge chasing people.

The dream just now may have been some contaminated knowledge that got into his head.

"Is this related to this case?"

Drizzt decided to wait until his two teammates woke up before talking about it.

He drank all the wine in the cup and sat for a while. When he was drunk and his consciousness became blurred, he lay down again.

This time, Drizzt slept until dawn without being disturbed.

In the early morning, Feidu had already woken up.

The sounds of factories echoed in the streets, and newspaper delivery men rode dilapidated bicycles through the streets and alleys, making the sound of jingling bells.

Drizzt got up and rubbed his head that had a headache due to falling asleep drunk. He saw that Lu Tan and Shia had already gotten up. Lu Tan seemed to be making breakfast, and Shia was staring at the big orange cat, motionless. Looking at each other.

"I had a strange dream last night."

Drizzt told what he saw.

"Do you remember what that girl looked like?"

Shia asked.

"I remember, but her face was very dirty at that time. Maybe I wouldn't recognize her when I saw her."

Drizzt shook his head.

"This is not a dream."

Lu Tan said.

"I have read some books about dreams and psychoanalysis. Dreams generally do not have such specific visual images. There is a lot of information that is not actually conveyed to you through visual images. What you just said, Lao Cui, is like that sick person. The scene that people saw, it may be that the memory was poured directly into your head."

"......really."

Drizzt closed his eyes, and the dream scene appeared clearly before his eyes, even clearer than his own memory. This was not something ordinary dreams could achieve.

"Based on what you said you felt yesterday, maybe you have been targeted by the murderer."

Lu Tan said seriously.

"...Don't be scary."

Drizzt laughed twice.

"No, this is not a joke. If you are really targeted by the murderer, it will be a good thing for our mission. Just wait for the other party to come to your door."

Shia is also serious.

"Don't say that. What if he comes directly to my door to make me bloom, and you can't stop him?"

Drizzt waved his hand.

"Then I will bring delicious food to see you on your death anniversary."

Lu Tan promised emphatically.

"I don't want you to do this, go find the murderer properly!"

Drizzt patted the table.

"However, there may be a possibility that you and the murderer were connected for some reason, and he involuntarily transferred part of his memory to you."

Shia tried to analyze.

Lu Tan's expression suddenly became serious, making Drizzt's eyelids twitch.

Immediately, Lu Tan reached out and gently brushed Drizzt's hair away from his forehead.

Drizzt didn't know what Lu Tan was going to do, and he didn't dare to move, so he could only let him look at it carefully.

Lu Tan looked at it for a long time before moving away and sighing.

"What's wrong?"

Drizzt asked cautiously.

"I was just looking for lightning-shaped scars."

"?"

Drizzt didn't know why.