After being hit by a demon that fell from the sky

Every night, Fang Qian would return to the same dream.

A hut covered with vines, a courtyard open to a peach tree in full bloom, under the tree on a white jade chessboard, chess pieces are scattered, forming a mess.

He lowered his head, and a completely unfamiliar but familiar face was reflected in the water beach after the rain.

The crescent moon is bright and clear, the mountains and forests are silent, the courtyard is quiet, and time seems to have stopped flowing.

Suddenly, the sky above the small courtyard surged, and a majestic voice came from the void: "He Lanjue, you made peace with mortals in private, ruined ethics, disrupted the three worlds, and made a heinous mistake. Hurry up and punish me!"

In an instant, dark clouds covered the bright moon, and bolts of lightning fell from the sky, striking at him, and pain like cramps and peeling skin spread all over his body immediately.

"Ah!" Fang Qian woke up sweating profusely again.

It was a dream, he looked at his intact arms, the fear of dying was so vivid, as if everything he had experienced just now was his own experience.

With a "ding", the phone screen lit up.

The text message was sent by an anonymous person.

—Want to know the meaning of these dreams?

He immediately replied: Who are you?

——It doesn't matter who I am, come here, I will tell you everything.

Fang Qian stared at the address on the screen and hesitated. It is already one o'clock in the morning. Going to the village in the city at this time?

However, the temptation of the truth is always irresistible.After hesitating for a few seconds, he jumped out of bed, put on his clothes and went out.

Four and ten minutes later, he climbed onto the roof of a four-story building.

A figure came out from the shadow of the water tower: "Are you here?"

Through the moonlight, he saw the face of the person coming: "It's you? How do you know my dream?"

"Because..." The visitor smiled and approached step by step, "I made you have these dreams."

Fang Qian sensed the danger, stepped back step by step, and finally reached the edge of the roof: "What's your purpose?"

The visitor laughed grimly: "The purpose? Of course it is to suck your blood dry." The shadow behind him instantly turned into a huge and ferocious monster.

The heart was pierced fiercely by the thorns, and most of the blood in his body was drained. Fang Qian fell to the ground, powerless to let his life flow from his body.

At this moment, a spark pierced the sky and fell into his gradually darkening field of vision.The bright brilliance gradually condensed into a slender figure, coming to his side.

He heard the visitor ask, "What's your name?"

He opened and closed his lips, and said his name silently: "Fang Qian."

The nice voice said, "Fang Qian, I need your body."

Please end my pain.

The visitor seemed to have heard his heart, and said softly, "As you wish."

Before losing consciousness, Fang Qian finally saw the appearance of the visitor.

It was a shockingly beautiful face, and it was also a face that kept appearing in his dreams.

"Helan..." His eyes were wide open, and a person's name came out from the back of his throat, but before he could finish, the darkness completely invaded him.

At the same moment, the other protagonist in the story just got off the bus and walked towards the residence in the village in the city.

Zhang Yan is 25 years old this year. He studied at Chenhai University as an undergraduate. After graduation, he entered a very good company step by step. After working for two years, he was fooled by his immediate superiors and jumped into a new job to start a business. Unexpectedly, the industry was in a downturn recently and the company went bankrupt. He became an unemployed youth.

He doesn't have any outstanding advantages, but he has a big heart, and he doesn't have any habit of smoking and drinking to burn his head. He lives in a village in the city, eats, drinks, plays games, and brushes up his starting point every day, but he doesn't seem to worry about work.

The village in the city is composed of old peasant houses and a large area of ​​old residential buildings that have not yet been demolished. It has never been managed by anyone, and even the street lights are on and off from time to time.

At night in early autumn, the air was hot and noisy, and there were loud noises from near and far. Someone smashed the street lamp, and the narrow alley was completely dark.

As the saying goes, when people are unlucky, drinking cold water will also clog the teeth.As soon as Zhang Yan entered the alley, he heard urgent and messy footsteps behind him.

He immediately quickened his pace vigilantly.

The law and order here is not very good, and it is not uncommon to encounter a robber. Although he is a tall and burly man, he is afraid of kitchen knives no matter how hard his fist is, so it is better to be careful when going out.

However, the people behind him also quickened their pace, and within a short distance, a cold and hard object was pressed against their lower back.

Zhang Yan suddenly froze in place.

"Brother..." he said tremblingly.

"Don't move! Don't talk!" The man behind him said in a low and hasty tone, "Give me your money and your phone. Otherwise..."

The sharp object poked himself harder, and Zhang Yan hurriedly said: "Okay... don't get excited." As soon as his teeth chattered, his bones ran farther. He tremblingly took out his wallet and mobile phone, and was about to hand them over. to the person behind.

At this moment, a huge black shadow swept past the eyes with a strong wind, followed by a dull sound of meat falling to the ground.

The gangster who robbed and Zhang Yan were taken aback and stopped for a while.

The street lamp jumped twice, then turned on again with a snap, and the dim orange light drove away the darkness in an instant.

What fell in front of him turned out to be a person.

The deep black blood slowly spread out from under him, like a dahlia slowly blooming.

Zhang Yan took a closer look, and his heart almost jumped out of his mouth—it was a dead person, probably hit the ground head first, and the head was completely distorted and deformed.

Before he recovered from his fear, even weirder things happened.

The dead man's head suddenly made a strange creaking sound, but in just a few seconds, the distorted face returned to its original appearance at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the delicate and heroic features were put together.

The young man who came back from the dead supported his body with his arms, coughed a few times, and spit out a large pool of blood from his throat.

The robber behind him was scared out of his wits, screamed strangely, and ran away like hell.

Zhang Yan didn't run away, not because he was brave, on the contrary, at this moment his legs were as soft as two noodles, and he couldn't run away even if he wanted to.

what to do?There is no escape!Is it necessary to explain here today? !God, did he destroy the universe in his previous life?Why are you so unlucky!

Cold sweat instantly soaked his back, but Zhang Yan could only look at his two long legs with hatred.

The young man raised his head and looked straight at him. He also looked down at the young man. The silence continued to ferment in the air. Just when Zhang Yan thought that this horror movie would last forever, the other party broke the stalemate first. He He stretched out a hand to Zhang Yan: "Are you really not going to be brave enough to help me?"

His voice was unexpectedly deep and sweet, with a deceptive charm.For some reason, Zhang Yan forgot the horrific scene before, and grabbed the young man's hand by accident, pulling him up from the ground.

The young man said "thank you" softly, bent down and patted the dust on his body, but it only made the bloodstains more messy.

Even though his face was covered with blood, it couldn't conceal his handsome appearance.

Zhang Yan forced himself to calm down, and asked tremblingly, "Are you human?"

The young man stopped and looked up at him sullenly: "If I wasn't human, would you still be alive?"

So he is human?I must have been dazzled just now, yes, how could a person come back from the dead.Half of Zhang Yan's hanging heart was relieved, and his tone became much more relaxed: "Then why did you... fall?"

There was just a dark night sky overhead.He didn't actually see clearly where the young man fell from just now.

The young man finally gave up patting the dust, stood up straight, and replied: "This matter is a bit complicated to say, I will explain it to you later, someone is chasing me, take me out of here first."

hunt down?Could it be that this young man is actually a social person?

Zhang Yan took two steps back unconsciously.

"Where are you going?" The young man immediately noticed his movement and grabbed him.

Intent to be discovered, Zhang Yan tried to evade it: "I...uh...hehe..." But he didn't say why after talking for a long time.

Seeing that the young man was still bleeding from his head, he finally came up with an excuse: "It's nothing, let's go to the hospital first."

The two went to the side of the road to take a taxi. At first, the driver refused to take them when he saw the young man was covered in blood, but it was strange to say that he nodded involuntarily after seeing the young man's eyes.

Two and 10 minutes later they got out of the car before the night emergency at the city center hospital.

Zhang Yan paid the fare, and dragged the young man, who was a stranger half an hour ago, into the emergency room.

The little nurse on the night shift was not frightened by the blood-faced young man, probably because she had seen too many bloody people fighting and causing trouble, so she skillfully gave them a case book and asked them to fill it out, and then pointed out the way. Tell them to register and go to emergency surgery.

The doctor who attended the consultation was a young female doctor in her 30s.After taking a look, without Zhang Yan saying anything, he motioned for him to sit down, and turned around to get the utensils.

There was a wound about 3 cm on the young man's forehead, and the blood had already congealed. The female doctor asked, "How did you do it?" while washing and cleaning the wound.

The young man was silent and did not answer, so Zhang Yan had no choice but to say for him: "The street lamp is broken, and I fell down while walking at night."

"Anything else? Dizziness? Vomiting?"

The young man shook his head, still saying nothing.

The female doctor nodded indifferently, picked up the small needle and began to suture skillfully. She finished the three stitches in a short time. After she finished bandaging, she saw the blood on the young man's face, so she handed him a piece of wet gauze for him to wipe. Face.After sitting back at the desk, he opened the case book and wrote the main complaint, diagnosis and treatment.

After she finished writing, she looked up and saw that the young man had already wiped his face, revealing a clean and handsome appearance.She froze for a moment, then quickly turned to the cover to see the name, and the word "Fang Qian" was impressively written on it.

The doctor widened his eyes, looked at the young man sitting expressionlessly, and asked in surprise, "Are you Fang Qian?"

The young man's dark eyes moved, he hesitated for a second, and then nodded slightly.

The businesslike expression on the female doctor's face faded away, revealing a bit of coyness: "Can you sign for me? I have a girlfriend who likes you very much."

Zhang Yan stared dumbfounded at the female doctor's change from expressionless to shy within a second, and couldn't help but carefully scrutinized the young man.