One meter high

In the dream, there was no Zhu Yulin, no Mr. Zhu, and nothing that Zhu Qi feared.

Only his favorite Yuan Yue.

Yuan Yue is still so sincere, still so frank, his eyes are as clear as a spring on a rock, but he no longer has the kind of emotion that is so hot that it seems to burn Zhu Qi to death.

He opened his mouth and was about to say something, but Zhu Qi felt an unprecedented and extremely strong fear.

A strong heartache hit, Zhu Qi woke up from his sleep, and was in a trance for a long time before he realized what he was afraid of.

Yuan Yue was still asleep, and the moonlight lightly fell on his face through the half-open curtains.Zhu Qi was suddenly a little jealous, so he leaned over to cover the moonlight, and stole a kiss on Yuan Yue's cheek.

"Stupid." He whispered affectionately, but he didn't know who he was talking about.

This small murmur did not disturb Yuan Yue, he slept so sweetly, he must be having a long sweet dream.Zhu Qi leaned against him, curled up, silently enduring the pain from his heart.

Although it was a little painful, Yuan Yue's body was very warm.Zhu Qizhen hopes that time can be fixed at this moment, that the sun will never rise, and that the moment of separation between the two can come later...

"--Um?"

Yuan Yue suddenly snorted softly, and opened his eyes in a daze.Zhu Qizheng was at a loss when he saw Yuanyue stretching out his arms and hugging him tightly like protecting food.

"Huh, it's so dangerous." Yuan Yue had come to his senses completely, hugged Zhu Qi with lingering fear, and let out a long breath, "I dreamed that you suddenly didn't want me—it's the first time I've done such a scary thing when I grow up so big. dream!"

Zhu Qi pushed him dumbfounded: "Hey, dreams are always reversed!"

As soon as the words came out, he was taken aback for a moment.

That's right, the dream is reversed, it's not Zhu Qi not wanting Yuan Yue, but Yuan Yue...

"That's good." Yuan Yue had already calmed down, and hummed, "I'll just say, how could you not like me? However, when I was sleeping just now, I felt as if someone was watching me."

Can you feel this too?

Zhu Qi felt extremely guilty: "You must be sleepy!"

"Really?" Yuan Yue thought for a while, got up and walked to the window, staring at the dark night sky, and shook his head after a while: "Strange, is it really an illusion?"

Zhu Qi originally thought that Yuan Yue was talking about himself, but judging by his performance, the so-called spying seemed to come from the outside world.He immediately became vigilant, and quietly stood by the window, looked at it for a while, thought for a while, and pulled Yuan Yue to hide behind the curtain.

"Do you know any night vision spells?" Zhu Qi pointed, "Look in that direction."

Yuan Yue said: "It's easy." As he spoke, he stretched his legs, took out a palm-sized bronze mirror from the head of the bed, and pointed it at the direction Zhu Qi had just pointed.

This bronze mirror looks old, and the edges have been thickly covered with paste, while the surface of the mirror is hazy, as if covered with a layer of shadow, making it difficult to see clearly.

However, as Yuan Yue adjusted the angle, the smog-like miasma gradually dissipated, and the scenery gradually became clear. Zhu Qiqing couldn't help but "fuck" and coughed in disguise: "Ahem, this thing is very useful ah."

"This spell is useless now." Yuan Yue said, "The telescope can see much more clearly, even the moon can be seen clearly."

Zhu Qi patted him on the shoulder: "No, no, you are more useful. Let me choose between the telescope and you, and I will definitely choose you."

After comparing the binoculars, Yuan Yue was actually quite happy, nodding repeatedly: "That's natural."

While the two were chatting, a man's face appeared in the bronze mirror——

This man looked very old, he hadn't taken care of himself for some time, his beard and hair were disheveled, his eyes were sunken, and his face was pale. At first glance, he looked like a homeless man on the street.

What is different from the homeless man is that there is a black machine in front of this man, and he is concentrating on spying through the camera at this time, his lips are squirming nervously, and he is talking to himself from time to time.

Zhu Qi cursed in a low voice.Yuan Yue frowned: "Something is wrong."

"Of course it's not right. How could a normal person do such a thing!" Zhu Qiqi said, "Is there any way I can teach him a lesson?" As soon as the words fell, the man's eyes were wide open, as if he saw something extremely incredible thing, opened his mouth wide.

"Shooting so soon?" Zhu Qi was a little surprised.

Yuan Yue shook his head, with a dignified expression, looking at the bronze mirror intently, as if he was thinking about something.

At this time, Zhu Qi also realized that something was wrong.

The man's mouth was obviously opened to the limit, and the corners of his mouth were slightly bleeding, but he didn't seem to feel any pain, and he was still trying his best to twist the muscles of his cheeks until the expression was no longer human-like.Eyes and noses were piled up sideways, as if there was only one mouth left in the whole face.

In the dark mouth, a dark red tongue was exposed.

Zhu Qi was already a little disgusted, and looked away: "This buddy has been yawning for too long, right?"

Yuan Yue flicked his fingers on the bronze mirror, and there was a burst of soft light on the screen: "Look carefully."

Zhu Qiqiang held back his discomfort and took a closer look, only then did he see the clue.

It turned out that the man didn't open his mouth voluntarily at all, but the flesh on his face was forcibly torn apart by a few gray and slender withered fingers.

Those fingers came from out of nowhere and gripped his face tightly.A phantom slowly emerged in midair, it was actually an iron tongs ready to go.

Tears and snot flowed from the man's squeezed eyes and nose.Zhu Qi didn't know how out of tune he was crying, but it didn't stop the iron tongs from approaching his tongue——

"This……"

As soon as Zhu Qi made a sound, all the horrible scenes disappeared like soap bubbles.The iron tongs and fingers disappeared, and the man's expression returned to normal. He trembled all over his body, as if he had just woken up from a big dream. He fumbled for his face nervously, finally let out a long breath, bent his back stooped, and stared numbly at the front of his eyes. shot.

Yuan Yue snapped the bronze mirror, and the picture disappeared.

"Just now... what was that?" Zhu Qi touched his arm, seeing such a scene in the middle of the night made his skin crawl.

"That's not something that should appear here." Yuan Yue frowned and told him, "It is said that there are eighteen layers of hell, and the first layer is called Tongue Pulling Hell."

"Hell?" Zhu Qi confirmed with him, "The living will go to hell too? Wait, he's still alive, right?"

"That's the problem." Yuan Yue pondered, looking into the distance at the colorful night sky painted by neon lights, "Perhaps, it wasn't that he went to hell alive, but that hell came to the world."