Nightfall

After a few days of tossing and turning between hope and disappointment, Ning Que's mood was a little unpleasant, and then no longer thought about it, whether it was happy or not, it was very suitable for drinking and seeking a drunk, just this night Sang Sang's disease was committed, The little feet of ice are like two ice branches, so the master and servant snapped a can of spirits and happily drank it.

A large jar of hard liquor, the little maid drank most of it, but Ning Que was the one who fell first. Sang Sang moved him hard to the mat, and then lifted the bedding on, and he got in, habitually. Put the little feet into his arms.

With a diffuse fragrance of wine, Ning Que had a dream.

In the dream, he felt that the warm sea appeared again, but this time he did not reach out to catch it as before, but found that he could only get a emptiness in vain. It should be the words of the old man Lu Qingchen, This time he knew very well that he was dreaming, so he stood in the warm sea, looking at everything calmly like a stranger or a bystander.

He smiled in his dream and thought of a sentence: "Everything is an illusion, which will not scare me."

Probably because of the unprecedented calmness, this time Ning Que very clearly saw the appearance of the ocean in her dream. The sea that boundlessly occupied all the space was not blue but green, and the tone was very deep but very transparent. It's like a piece of crystal jade.

Standing on this green sea, he did not bend down and reach out to catch the slowly flowing green, but looked at it quietly, guessing in his mind where they would flow to the next moment and what shape they would change into.

Two white flowers suddenly emerged from the green sea. The petals were snow-white and there was no trace of variegation, nor the color silk cores common to ordinary flowers. It was monotonous and boring white.

The sea water beats the roots of the white flowers. If they have roots, the two white flowers grow rapidly at a speed that is visible to the naked eye under the moisture of the green sea water. The petals fall off and fall on the sea surface to become new white flowers. Such white flowers quickly spread out, occupying all the sea in his sight, extending to the sky.

Ning Que looked at such a beautiful scene, and his heart was shaking and couldn't calm herself, so she stepped up on the flowers, stepped on the petals and walked to the sky, barefoot touched the delicate white flower petals, rose and fell slightly, and felt soft and tender Very wonderful.

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In the car beside the field, Ning Que was lying on the mat, and the mattress on his body had already been lifted by a large half. His forehead was full of sweat, and his arms were tightly holding a pair of small feet. The skin on the feet of the little maid was different from her body. The place is much better, pure white like snow, looks like two little white flowers.

He frowned and pouted from time to time, not knowing what he was thinking in his dream. His feet were subconsciously pedaling in the mattress. He didn't know where he touched, and he felt very comfortable. There was a satisfied expression on his face, and he stopped moving.

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The mind is gradually fainting, Ning Que has long forgotten that he is in a dream, his mind is shaking but he walks on the sea with a very calm, walking among the white flowers like the sea, suddenly his heart moves, the whole body slowly drifts away The petals quickly flew towards the sky above the sea.

Flew to a very high place, he looked down and saw that the white flowers on the green ocean had long disappeared, and he could see a layer of red in the depths of the sea, extending in all directions.

He broke through the water and dived deep into the green ocean.

Don't know how long he dived, he finally saw the red layer-it was a layer of thick dark red slurry of water, red and boundless, like ketchup, but more like blood to be solidified.

The blood suddenly broke the peace and became boiling. There were countless humans with no five features in it slowly stood up, and then fell down, stood up again and fell down again, they struggled, silently howling, but no matter how they struggled Howling, the film on the facial features kept them trapped in the **** world of eternal silence.

The deepest fear in life slowly and unstoppably occupied Ning Que's body, turning him into a stone sculpture, so standing ignorantly and unconsciously by the red blood sea, watching the silent cruel pictures.

The sea of ​​blood became land, and then there was the sky.

Ning Que stood between the sky and the ground, and found himself on the wasteland. He had countless corpses lying under his feet and in the distance. Those corpses included the cavalry of the Tang Dynasty, the warriors of the Lunar Kingdom, and the crossbowmen of the Southern Jin Dynasty. There are a lot of prairie barbarians' elite rides, and countless blood flows from under these soldiers, staining the entire wasteland red.

Three black smokes are steadily suspended in front of the wasteland, looking at this side indifferently, as if there is life.

"It's getting dark."

"I said, it's getting dark, but no one has ever believed me."

There was a contemptuous voice in Ning Que's ear. Ning Que Huo Ran turned around, did not see who was talking, but saw many people looking up at the sky, among them there were hawkers with a sad face, officials with unwilling faces, a timid young lady, a monk with a crazy laugh Regardless of the difference in appearance, these people have a common feature, that is, they all have their heads raised high, like fat goose waiting to be fed.

Countless people on the wasteland looked up at the sky in horror. Ning Que subconsciously followed their eyes and found that it was still daylight, because the sky was hung by the strong sun, but I do n’t know why the temperature on the wasteland was very low, the sun ’s The light is dim, and the world is dim as if night is coming.

A piece of black spreading from the end of the heaven and earth line, there is nothing special, just absolute black, just like the white flowers he saw at the beginning of the dream, without any color, it is the deepest black in the human dream.

The people watching the sky are very scared, UU reading books www. uukanshu.com Ning Que is very scared, and they do not know why they are afraid.

Ning Que Si Gu You Pan was looking for someone who had previously spoken to himself, and wanted to ask what happened to that person, why the sky would turn black, but no matter how he searched, he could not find that person, only to vaguely see a pole The tall back walked through the crowd and walked outside the wasteland.

He shouted loudly at the tall back: "Hey! Is it you? What's going on!"

The tall man did n’t turn around, leaving the crowd with a very sad figure until it disappeared, but Ning Que ’s cries alarmed the people on the wasteland who looked up at the sky. Some people complained: “The sky is going to be dark, you do n’t look well , It ’s a disgusting little thing to disturb our peace at the last moment. "

There are a few people complaining, and most people in the wasteland withdraw their gaze from the sky and look at Ning Que with surprise. The expression in their eyes has changed strangely, some are more and more shocked, and some are more and more hot Some even shed tears slowly. A drunkard and a butcher stood beside Ning Que and watched him quietly, as if waiting for him to say something. All these eyes gathered on Ning Que as if he represented somebody. Kind of hope.

The feeling of being watched by the whole world is strange, the feeling of being regarded as hope is very weird, Ning Que feels that he instantly becomes great, noble and even holy, but he is just a very ordinary person, and he does not know that this night will be What is going on in the world, so he was so terrified that he throbbed with pain in his chest.

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(This dream is very difficult to write. Thank you for letting Jiang Ye come to the top of the double list. I will continue to write this story seriously. I will enter Chang'an City tomorrow, and a new chapter will begin ... Finally, how does this sentence feel a bit evil, Trembling.)