Phantom Skeleton Painting

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Lin Banxia didn't know what happened to Song Qingluo, and he had no time to take care of it. In fact, after dreaming, the world around him was completely twisted.

The ruler of this world was irritated by Lin Banxia's unhesitating refusal. So Lin Banxia experienced numerous wake-ups. Every time, Song Qingluo was lying beside him. Every time, he saw Song Qingluo's bizarre death. More times, Lin Banxia began to try to escape, but when he jumped from the balcony, he found that he was not returning to the original campus, but another dream.

The dark shadows of the mountains follow the shadows, pulling Lin Banxia into one dream after another. Some dreams are painful, some dreams are not painful, some dreams are real and real, and some dreams are ridiculous, and the only thing in common is that the pictures are all accompanied by the death of people they know.

Human fragility is not only □□, but also the spirit. Lin Banxia is very fortunate that it is himself and not others who have experienced all this, otherwise that person may have been crazy for a long time.

Even under such a chaotic experience, Lin Banxia firmly remembered his conversation with Cui Gaoyu.

"How do you approach it?"

"The depth of the dream will give you the answer."

No wonder Song Qingluo said that in this dream, countless humans were buried. It turns out that as long as it is unwilling, humans simply cannot wake up from it. The only surviving survivor, Cui Gaoyu, paid the price of being a part of it, and used it as a fulcrum to support the entire world composed of dreams.

Lin Banxia understood all this and could not understand it. How could he stop this from continuing? Lin Banxia saw Li Su and Li Ye in a dream. The two seemed to be arguing. Li Su yelled at Li Ye and somehow pulled out a sharp weapon from where he stabbed at Li Ye. In the past. Li Ye was stabbed in the face, without any intention to resist, but stretched out his hand and pulled Li Su into his arms.

Li Su burst into tears, as if the person who was stabbed was himself. Li Ye's body slowly slid down and was held in his arms by Li Su.

As soon as the picture in front of him turned around, Lin Banxia was forced to wake up again. This time he saw Song Qingluo, who was in his childhood. He was less than his thighs and stumbled while walking. Song Qingluo pushed open the door and seemed to Into a study-like room, directly opposite the room, hung a very eye-catching ancient scroll.

The look of the scroll Lin Banxia recognized that it was the skull scroll in the photo he saw in Song Qingluo's bedroom. The little Song Qingluo walked staggeringly in front of the scroll and stretched out his hand, Touched the corner of the scroll. However, at the moment when he stretched out his hand, the skeleton in the scroll seemed to be alive. The dry hand stretched out from the scroll and grabbed Song Qingluo who was a child.

Lin Banxia was shocked in his heart and was about to continue to watch. Once again his vision was taken away by darkness and mercilessly—unsurprisingly, he woke up again.

Still that soft bed, or Song Qingluo lying beside him, Lin Banxia heard the sound of rain and the howling wind.

Lin Banxia slowly sat up from the bed. He felt that what he saw just now was not like a dream, but more like a distorted memory, but think about it too. Dreams are originally related to memories, Lin Banxia Ruo: "What the **** are you doing?"

It didn't answer.

Lin Banxia got out of bed and took two steps forward. Yu Guang noticed the wardrobe in Song Qingluo's bedroom. He thought of something and hesitated for a moment before stepping forward to pull the wardrobe away.

What disappointed Lin Banxia was that he did not find the girl named Xiaohua he wanted to see. Was she also an illusion? Lin Banxia was somewhat lost. He turned around and planned to leave. Just as he took a step, he heard two clicks from under the closet. There seemed to be something. He was carefully patting the drawer door.

Lin Banxia was a little stunned. The drawer was so small, could he still accommodate the next child? He thought about it and pulled the drawer sideways, as expected, he saw the drawer full of stuff ... Flowers with eyes closed.

"Brother, brother." The little flower in the drawer exclaimed happily.

When Lin Banxia saw her for the first time, she still felt weird. Goodbye at this time, only kindness remained. If the environment did not allow him, he wanted to reach out and hug Xiaohua in his arms to kiss him.

Lin Banxia said: "Xiaohua, help me, how can I get out?"

Xiaohua said: "Brother, you can't go out now." She explained, "It doesn't want to let go of you."

Lin Banxia naturally felt it too, and said distressedly, "What should I do?"

"Come here, come here." Xiaohua said, "Xiaohua wants to tell you a little secret."

Lin Banxia lowered her head, Xiaohua leaned into his ear and whispered in a whisper. What she said made Lin Banxia's eyes grow bigger and bigger, and finally she was incredible. After hearing this, he wanted to ask again. When he bowed his head again, the little flower in the drawer was gone.

There was a harsh wind in his ear again, and the thing returned to Lin Banxia. The originally hard floor at his feet became soft, and he fell back weakly.

Lin Banxia did not know how many times he woke up from the dream. This time, Song Qingluo beside him had even begun to rot and deteriorate. Lin Banxia saw his face covered with maggots, and he was a little dazed from the bed. Stand up and walk to the window.

It was still raining outside, and huge raindrops hit the tender rose petals drop by drop, washing the petals off the stamens and mixing them with the dirty soil.

"Lin Banxia--" Someone shouted his name downstairs. Lin Banxia found Song Qingluo, who was still in bed just now, and somehow he was downstairs. Head, waving at him.

Lin Banxia said: "Song Qingluo ..."

As soon as his words were spoken, the flesh and blood on Song Qingluo's body began to fall down piece by piece until it became a snow-white skeleton.

Lin Banxia stayed in place, he wanted to say something, but woke up again uncontrollably.

It was still the bed, or the person lying next to him. The picture in front of me no longer knew how many times it was repeated, perhaps hundreds, perhaps thousands. Lin Banxia was lying on the bed and began to think of Xiaohua saying to himself if.

That sentence was very clear, but he didn't quite understand it, and he fell into silence silently.

The harsh wind next to his ears gradually became smaller. It was about discovering that Lin Pinxia's mental state began to show abnormalities, and he planned to give him some time to think.

Yeah, who can endure such endless dreams, watching his beloved one die on his side again and again, watching everything around him become weirdly distorted, watching all the people trapped in it Relief, which normal person can bear it?

Lin Banxia thought, maybe he is not a normal person, because besides worrying about Song Qingluo in his heart, he did not have much emotion. He stared at the ceiling, feeling empty, reaching for a touch in his pocket, always feeling like he was missing something.

After thinking carefully for a while, Lin Banxia finally remembered that the bank card he carried was missing in his pocket.

I wonder if it was stimulated by the memory related to the bank card. He also vaguely recalled what happened in reality.

Song Qingluo and he are partners and dreams are to seal heretics, but unfortunately the process of the matter is not smooth. Without knowing the number of layers of dreams, he and Song Qingluo and other monitors took things in reality. Forgot to be clean.

How to get out? To be precise, how to go out with Song Qingluo? Although Lin Banxia has not yet remembered who Xiaohua is, he always feels that the girl is inseparable from himself, even, that is, a part of his body.

Just when Lin Banxia thought, the bedroom door creaked.

Lin Banxia's body was pushed abruptly, he staggered up from the bed and understood what it meant-it wanted to let himself go out.

Lin Banxia had no other good choices and could only do so. However, before the bedroom was outside the corridor, there were many rooms on both sides of the corridor. Lin Banxia walked barefoot on the carpet and saw the first one room.

In the room, it was Li Ye. He was sitting in the corner of the room, holding Li Su ’s body in silence. The green eyes that were cold and beautiful like gems in both directions were lifeless. Lin Banxia noticed that Li Ye was in the room, Not the school, but the room full of beds before they came in. Lin Banxia immediately realized that something was wrong, but no matter how far he went, he could not enter the room in front of him.

In desperation, Lin Banxia could only go forward, he saw Li Su, the same room, the same situation, this time, Li Su holding Li Ye's body, his head pressed against Li Ye's head and shoulders shook helplessly.

Li Su didn't cry, but the grief has been holding Li Ye from all his strength, so that his hands showing blue muscles, told everyone who saw this scene.

Lin Banxia understood vaguely, he walked forward quickly, and saw several rooms, each room was a different person, Lin Banxia searched all the way all the way, and finally in a certain room, he saw what he wanted The person looking for-Song Qingluo.

What made Lin Banxia relieved was that Song Qingluo was not in the environment when they first came in like other people did. He was sitting in a sunny garden. The man next to him was a little familiar. Lin Banxia recognized for a while and recognized that the man was actually Song Qingluo's friend Cui Gaoyu.

They were chatting. Cui Gaoyu was the same gentleman when Lin Banxia saw him, but he didn't know what he said. Song Qingluo, who was sitting opposite him, looked more and more ugly. With a strong anger.

Lin Banxia called his name, he could not hear it, but Cui Gaoyu cast a meaningful look in the direction of Lin Banxia.

"Your time is running out." Cui Gaoyu withdrew his eyes and fell back on Song Qingluo. "I hope your beloved partner is smart enough not to annoy it."

"How about annoying?" Song Qingluo sneered.

Cui Gaoyu said: "Do you know why everyone will die when the rain stops?"

Song Qingluo said, "Why?"

Cui Gaoyu said: "It's not that the rain stops, it will disappear, but that it is only in humid weather, choose a favorite companion. Once the rain stops, if the companion is not selected, everyone will die." He Sighing and consoling his friend, "Fortunately, among the people who entered the dream, it likes a lot, so there are a few survivors left, and now the best ending is that Lin Banxia inherited me The position of you, thanks to his blessing, you successfully leave the dream and forget everything here ... "

Song Qingluo: "Then he becomes the next you, until it is burnt out, and let it choose another victim?"

Cui Gaoyu blinked and did not speak.

Song Qingluo said: "Although you are my good friend, I'm sorry, I really can't agree with it." He smiled at Cui Gaoyu, "I have the best of both worlds."

Cui Gaoyu said: "What?"

Song Qingluo said: "You seem to never know why they are afraid of me."

Cui Gaoyu's expression was stagnant, and he didn't quite understand the meaning of Song Qingluo. In fact, his acquaintance with Song Qingluo was not in the student era, but after entering an organization that sealed off heretics. At that time, Song Qingluo was still very young. He was a 14-year-old boy. It is said that he had been there for five years. That is to say, when Song Qingluo may formally enter, he was less than ten years old.

Song Qingluo looks good, and his temper is not bad. I do n’t know why the heretic companions there seem to be a little afraid of him. Cui Gaoyu didn't quite understand, and Bai Luze didn't mean to explain to him, and told him it was Song Qingluo's personal problem.

In this way, he and Song Qingluo became friends. The two often asked to go out for dinner, chat, and made him think that Song Qingluo just looked bad, but his personality was not bad.

Song Qingluo said: "You should really ask Bai Luze, but if you ask, you won't be friends with me anymore." He said, picking up the bone removal knife.

Upon seeing this, Cui Gaoyu thought he wanted to attack himself, and was trying to persuade Song Qingluo not to do meaningless useless work. He actually stabbed at the sight of Song Qingluo's sword-just did not pierce him, but pierced Song Qingluo himself. .

It was a fierce knife, like a laparotomy, and pulled an exaggerated wound directly on the waist and abdomen. Blood spewed out suddenly, together with the crimson soft internal organs.

Seeing this scene, Cui Gaoyu was stunned for a moment, and his hand was caught by Song Qingluo before he responded. It stands to reason that he should be able to free himself from the shackles of Song Qingluo in his dream, but somehow, Song Qingluo grabbed his hand, but it seemed like iron casting, no matter how hard he tried, he could not break free.

"It's a pity." Song Qingluo said, "If you as a pillar are gone, it will be very troublesome." Cui Gaoyu understood what Song Qingluo was going to do this time and was shocked: "You can't-you Will kill them— "

"Then it's all dead." Song Qingluo said, "It's better to end this than entering the next cycle." He pulled Cui Gaoyu's body closer to his ears, low. He whispered, "I'd rather he die than want him to suffer like that here."

Lin Banxia, ​​who was standing outside the house, witnessed everything happening inside. When he saw Song Qingluo scratching himself with a knife, he almost jumped directly from the ground. The conditioned reflex wanted to rush forward and run forward. It only took a few steps to realize that I was in a dream--scratching myself in a dream, shouldn't it be okay? Lin Banxia can only so comfort himself.

Just when Lin Banxia thought so, everything around him began to twist. The floor under his feet melted together with the surrounding room. The sound of howling wind came back to Lin Banxia ’s ear again, and he looked up. When a bright moon hung on the sky dome, the mottled shadows on the moonlight began to swallow the cold light. Gradually, the moon became a black hole exuding cold light. The wind was getting closer and closer, and Lin Banxia turned around. In the darkness behind him, he once again saw it like mountains.

The shadow wriggled and struggled in the darkness, as if angered, and the howling wind was so extreme that Lin Banxia watched it as a tide, rushing towards him, and his huge body was overwhelming, directly burying Lin Banxia among them.

Obviously there is no entity, and at the moment covered by it, Lin Banxia felt a kind of suffocation, as if the soul had been pinched by the throat and could not breathe. He wanted to struggle with conditioned reflex, but his body was trapped firmly, and then he fell endlessly. In his ear was the cry and wailing of his companion. He heard Li Ye's suppressed cry and heard Li Su's hiss, I heard Song Qingluo's hoarse cry ...

The body finally fell back to the ground, Lin Banxia gasped violently, because the over-real sense of hypoxia caused him to cough non-stop, as if it was intense to cough up the internal organs.

I don't know how long he coughed. Lin Banxia barely slowed down. He looked up and found himself back in that special empty room with no windows and no lights. Looking up, you can see the bed in front of you.

It's just that compared to when he left just now, there were more cotton **** on the bed, and the puppet bear beside the bed was much worn out. It looked like someone was venting their anger with the puppet bear.

Lin Banxia stood up reluctantly, but was not pushed firmly. Once again, he was pushed violently. He was forced to move forward, almost not falling on the bed.

The meaning of this thing is already obvious, it wants him to lie down and become the existence of Cui Gaoyu.

Lin Banxia smiled bitterly. He didn't know how long he would be tossed if he refused. He also had to see how many times Song Qingluo died. But because time is pressing, Bai Luze is using his life to buy them time, and wanting to continue to procrastinate is not a good solution.

So do you really want to try it? Lin Banxia remembered what Xiaohua said, although he could not explain it, but intuitively told him that he should believe in Xiaohua. No, it is necessary to believe that Lin Banxia thought, even if he hadn't remembered his origin with Xiaohua now, he always felt that he and that girl were inseparable.

One can not believe in others, and one must always believe in oneself, Lin Banxia thought so.

He stood up again from the ground, and the howling wind wrapped around his body, forcing him to the bed. Just when he got to the bed, he let go, and it seemed that he didn't want to, or could not, force him to the bed.

Lin Banxia stabilized her footsteps, stood still by the bed, Yu Guang looked around, and finally fell on the worn wardrobe not far from the bed.

There are two old handles on the door of the wardrobe, which are not locked. It seems that as long as you reach out, you can pull it away, but Lin Banxia is very clear that he has only one chance, as long as the thing is found, he may not Opportunity. But even if he opened the cabinet door and let out the little flowers, how could the little girl help him? Lin Banxia couldn't figure it out, he really didn't think that Xiaohua had beaten the heresy in this dream ... after all, she was just a thin and cute girl.

But now, there is no other way. Lin Banxia decided to obey Xiaohua's words-"open the cabinet".

He staggered a few feet under his feet, pretending to have a leg injury and an unstable footing, trying to walk forward, but fell to the ground again, whispering in his mouth, showing a particularly weak wind. I have to say that this is really a bit difficult for Lin Banxia. After all, he usually doesn't say pain, even grievances are rare. The reason why crying children have milk is at least one. Willing to breastfeed his mother, like Lin Banxia, ​​knows from an early age, the more you cry, the more you will be beaten.

Almost exhausting all his talents for performance, Lin Banxia appeared to be about to collapse while crying, while crying fakely, he finally felt the edge of the cabinet. For a while, he felt a layer of sweat on his forehead, whispering in his heart that this might be the most difficult thing in the whole dream, and the most terrible corpses before him were nothing.

The hand finally grasped the handle of the cabinet. Lin Banxia didn't dare to drag it any more and pulled the cabinet door open with force. When he made this action, the howling wind behind him paused almost instantaneously, obviously he didn't expect that he would make such a move.

After opening the cabinet door, the little girl also showed up. She hid in the cabinet with a twisted gesture. When she saw Lin Banxia, ​​she showed a sweet smile and shouted her brother sweetly with her throat. .

Can such a small thing rescue Lin Banxia? The howling wind sounded again, it seemed to be caught in a few laughs, mocking the innocence of Lin Banxia.

Lin Banxia's expression also froze for a moment, he shouted: "Little Flower ..." He was about to ask what to do next, and saw that Little Flower, like a monkey, leaped out of the cabinet dexterously and turned into An unclear phantom flew towards the small bed not far away.

The moment she saw her movement, Lin Banxia immediately understood what she was going to do.

It naturally understood that the surrounding environment was immediately distorted, and it seemed that it wanted to force Lin Banxia and Xiaohua out of this room.

However, it was too late. Xiaohua rushed to the bed at an unbelievable speed. She giggled sweetly, grabbed the teddy bear that was already dilapidated, and then teared it without hesitation stand up.

Her movement undoubtedly angered it, Lin Banxia's body was vigorously thrown upwards, hitting the ceiling heavily, Lin Banxia broke into a cry, at the same time, he actually saw both sides of the bed , Spreading out countless shadows, wrapped the thin flowers-

Seeing this scene, Lin Banxia couldn't help but panic, shouting: "Little Flower--"