Siren Blade

Chapter 121 Horror City

The young man’s appearance and age seem to be about the same as me in reality. He seems to be running away violently, but he is actually out of breath. He is just squeezing out the last strength in his muscles by relying on the burning fear and desire to survive. .He couldn't blame him for losing his composure and shouting when he saw someone in front of him. No one had the right to despise a person's will to survive.

Having said that, after yelling, he seemed to see clearly that the figures that appeared in front of him were actually just two thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys (although I was a fake thirteen or fourteen-year-old).After a little hesitation, he suddenly turned around and wanted to rush into the clothing store next to the street.

Is this because I am worried that I will implicate us, so I want to lure the devil away?I silently evaluated the choice of the young man who must be my father.Frankly speaking, I am very happy.Although I have had a bad relationship with my father since I was a child, I can't help feeling proud of him doing this.

Besides, regardless of the effect of his doing so, at least he got out of the way.

After he reversed his escape direction, I saw the right moment and slashed out a knife gang.The indigo knife gang drew thick and straight ravines on the ground like a black pencil and ruler were used to draw a straight line on white paper, and it quickly hit the demon that was chasing him like an electric shock.

The demon immediately died on the spot like a bullfrog that had been cut in two in the vegetable market.The young man was stunned when he saw this scene, he didn't even care about the balance of his escape posture, and fell to the ground comically as if he was tripped by an invisible stone pier.

"The previous demon is also... Didn't it mean that the dream itself is not life-threatening? Why did the demon appear?" Joan looked at the disappearing demon wreckage suspiciously.

I reported the situation here to Jade Bird, while paying attention to the state of the young man.The young man didn't seem to be in any serious trouble, the most serious wound on his body was when he reflexively supported the ground with his hands when he fell just now, and as a result, he scratched his skin.He was still immersed in the shock that the demon that was chasing him before was suddenly killed. He looked at the wreckage of the demon and the ravine on the ground, and looked at me in disbelief, with an expression on his face that his world view had been repeatedly ravaged .

After listening to the situation on my side, Qingniao said: "Not only did demons appear, but the sleeping person was also attacked... It doesn't make sense. If the devil attacks the sleeping person in a dream, it will definitely attack the sleeping person's spirit." We can definitely observe the harm caused by the human body in reality, but so far we haven't observed even one case... Or is your father special? For example, in dreams, only he is attacked by demons. We It just so happened that he was selected as the entrance to the dream in reality, and it happened to be the first time he was attacked by a demon just now, and then happened to be stopped by you?"

Speaking of the latter, Jade Bird himself seemed to have a problem, and I said, "That's too much of a coincidence, and I don't think my father has that special place."

While speaking, I brought Joan to the front of my father.Although I observed it carefully before, I still couldn't help but look at his face at this time repeatedly.

I just went from 19 back to 14 and he went from 40s back to 20s.This suddenly became my peers, and the magical mood in my heart can hardly be described in words.If I were one of those classmates who liked to swear in my class at school, I would definitely have to say a few swear words at this time to vent my chaotic and intense emotions.

And although my father saw my face clearly, he didn't have any emotion of reuniting after a long absence.I haven't seen my father since I "run away from home", so I should always have this 14-year-old face in his heart.But his eyes towards me were full of strange tastes, some of which were shock at the supernatural power and joy of surviving after the catastrophe, and he didn't know what attitude to use to deal with the tension of my "strange superpower".

He sat on the ground looking up at me in bewilderment.I let out a complicated breath, and then took the initiative to say the first sentence, "Are you okay?"

"Ah? I, I'm fine..." He quickly stood up and responded with a smile.This time he seemed to be rejoicing in something other than the rest of his life.Judging from the analysis results from Jade Bird, it may be because he had never met anyone with a "channel" different from his before, but now he has finally met someone of the same kind.

Then, he couldn't help asking: "Who are you?"

He really didn't recognize me.

I think he must have been coerced by the setting of the dream.It is difficult for ordinary people with insufficient awareness to realize their real situation in dreams.Since he appeared in the dream as about 20 years old, he would really think that he was only 20 years old and forget about himself who was 30 or 40 years old.

Of course, in some more chaotic dreams, even though he thought he was only 20 years old, he would also take it for granted that he would only think about things after he got married and had children. 20 years old without marriage and children.It sounds messy, but dreams are messy things in the first place.

However, the dream here is quite orderly, and there will be no such situation.

But seeing my biological father looking at me with such strange eyes, I still couldn't help becoming a mess in my heart.

"You can call me..." I hesitated again and again, and finally took out my work ID in the Security Bureau from my pocket. I always carry this thing with me, and this time I was brought in by the way, "You can call me I am Ren Sai. The law enforcement warlock of the Security Bureau, Ren Sai."

The suggestive power of the Security Service's work papers worked again.My father took the work certificate and read it over and over again, and soon believed my identity, and then said with straight eyes: "You are from the national security department? But you still have superpowers... Could it be that department? Are there people like you here? There is still such a department in our country?"

Speaking of the latter, he was actually a little excited, as if he had forgotten that he was still being hunted down by demons just now.Seeing such a reaction, Joan nodded empathetically, as if recalling her former self.I'm not qualified to laugh at them. When I heard about the "Witcher Department" in the healing dream, I had no less reverie in my mind.

"But something like this happened in this city, why did the country intervene now?" My father handed back my work ID and looked at me hesitantly, "Besides, you are working for the country at your age..."

I haven't decided how to answer his first question, but I just responded to his second question: "How old do you think I look?"

"At most, I'm a junior high school student, and I haven't even finished compulsory education... Wait..." He stopped suddenly, and looked at my face again and again, his expression changed, "Could it be that you are a master of beauty?" An expert, just looks like a child, but is actually an old monster?"

I wanted to solve this misunderstanding, but it might be more convenient to have this misunderstanding, so I suppressed the urge to clarify for the time being.Then, I briefly explained to him the responsibility of the Security Bureau to further gain his trust.Just talking, I found that his eyes moved to Joan again, as if he was curious about who this child was.

Joan hasn't spoken since just now, trying to keep a low profile as much as possible.But his appearance is still striking, especially his succubus features.That's all right, the problem is that I found that my father's attention is getting less and less on my words, and his eyes on Joan gradually began to show the meaning of indulging.

My father, my father was staring at a boy who had just entered puberty with obsessive eyes... I was shocked and cursed, and then reminded: "He is a man."

"Ah..." He was probably accidentally charmed by Joan just now, but now he finally came back to his senses, "...Ah!?"

Joan said in a deliberately low voice, "Hi, my name is Joan."

"A man? A man..." Father... No, it's better not to call him "Father" for the time being. It's really not acceptable to call him "Father" on this face that is about the same age as me in reality. Let's call him "Li Yan" directly.

Li Yan showed a dream-shattered expression, "How could it be a man? But, um... even a boy seems to be..."

I coughed heavily.

He regained consciousness and asked, "Then what about his wings and tail? He still has horns. Isn't he human?"

As if to avoid extra complications, Joan said: "This is role-playing."

"What is role-playing?" Li Yan seemed to want to continue asking.

But the more the lie is explained, the easier it is to reveal the flaws. I helped Joan change the topic, "Can you tell us your experience? We have only entered here not long ago, and we don't know much about what happened here."

"Oh, yes." Li Yan nodded.

"Let's talk while walking, don't stay in this kind of place forever." I said.
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Li Yan told us about his own experience.

At the beginning, when I heard him say, "But this city clearly has such a thing...", I thought there was a detailed background story setting in this dream city, but in fact, it seems that there is no such thing at all. .

Li Yan was also confused about his situation. According to his narration, he was supposed to be in the staff dormitory.

I recalled what I had heard about my father from relatives.In Li Yan's time, college entrance examinations were by no means easy.Although he had excellent academic performance at school, his parents did not believe that he had the ability to be admitted to university, and it was over after finishing high school.There is no guarantee that there is no factor in the family's poor financial conditions. He seemed to have seriously considered the path of work-study at that time, but it is said that he lacked independent opinions since he was a child, and he listened to his parents' arrangements in everything, and it was difficult to return to major decisions.In the end, his parents reluctantly placed him in a construction company through their relatives in the city.

And not long ago, he was lying on the bed in the staff dormitory flipping through second-hand magazines (when he said the word "magazine", he showed a shy smile), and then accidentally let go of his hands, and the magazine fell on the ground. on his own face.

After he took off the magazine blocking his view from his face, he suddenly found himself in another place.

"I was lying in the middle of the intersection of the road." He said with trepidation, "It's not a dormitory, there is no bed and pillows, and even the magazines that should be in my hand are gone when I come to my senses. Just It seemed as if I'd been lying in that empty place in the first place, reading magazines on my dorm bed bed, and that unsettling crossroads and cold, hard ground were real reality. "

A dark sky, an empty city like a ghost town, dim yellow street lamps with uncertain brightness, vehicles placed on the side of the road like garbage, and the streets are so silent that even the wind blowing will echo hollowly.

Li Yan always felt that this place was like Liucheng in his memory, but he couldn't recognize where he was in Liucheng after looking closely.

He kept looking for people other than himself, running and shouting in the streets and alleys, but got no response from anyone.He was actually a little afraid to shout, because it was really too quiet here.Sometimes it's not just too loud a sound that scares people, but too much silence.

Still, while no one responded to him, he got one.It's just that it's not human who responds to him.

A monster heard his fearful call, emerged from the darkness, and devoured him in one bite.

"Eat?" Joan was dumbfounded.

"Yes." Li Yan nodded.

Joan asked: "And then? How did you escape?"

"I couldn't escape. I just ate it and bit my head off my neck in one bite." Li Yan rubbed his throat in fear.

"But you are still standing in front of us intact..." Joan looked at him.It's fine if it's just being killed in a dream, but the consequences of being killed by a demon in a dream are completely different.

Or was it not a demon that killed him in the first place, but a figment of a dream?

"What happened after that?" I asked.

"I woke up again at that intersection." Li Yan said, "Just like the me you saw, my body was intact after waking up, and there was no blood on my clothes, as if I was killed by a monster before. The experience was just a dream. But the pain and fear were too real for me to accept that it was just a dream. And if it was just a dream, what is the city itself?"

He continued: Although he was very scared, he couldn't continue to lie on the crossroads, so he had to continue to set off.

This time he didn't make a sound again, and set off in a different direction, but was approached by different monsters again, and died on the spot.

He still didn't really die, but woke up again at the empty intersection.

Repeated this five times, he would die miserably under the attack of different monsters every time, and then he simply gave up and continued to look for people other than himself, but found a place to hide, and lived as long as he could .Maybe those nightmare-like monsters are afraid of the sun, isn't that what many horror stories say?Demons and ghosts are very afraid of Yang Qi.So maybe at dawn, those monsters will retreat by themselves.

But no matter how long you wait, the darkness of the sky remains the same.It seemed that not only the people who were supposed to live in this city, but even the daylight abandoned this terrifying city.

(End of this chapter)