Dream Maker [Rebirth]

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1. There are many suspense and reversals in the full text, all speculations and reasoning are welcome, but I also hope that after reading the reversal, try not to go back to the previous spoilers, and leave a little surprise for the little angels who will come later.

2. Occasionally, some sources of inspiration and small popular science will be written in the essay, but they have little to do with the main text. If you like immersive reading, you can skip it directly.

3. Randomly drop red envelopes in the comment area of ​​each chapter.

Finally, thank you for meeting, and wish the little angels a happy reading ^_^

night.

Boundless sea, dark clouds all over the sky.

The strong wind engulfed the sea and set off huge waves, like black dragons tumbling out, then roaring and plunging into the bottom of the water.

In the extreme distance, a huge stone island stands in the sea.

There are shimmering dots on it, flickering bright and dim, like a huge black rock inlaid with star gems, or like a dormant sea beast with countless monster eyes on its head.

……

"Woo-woo-"

"Tick, tick..."

The strong wind is like howling ghosts and wolves, accompanied by the sound of dripping water, disturbing the quiet midnight that should have been quiet.

Lu Ci frowned uncomfortably, and after a long time, his closed eyes moved slightly and slowly opened.

After concentrating for a while, he slowly rolled his eyes.

As far as the eye can see, there are uneven black rocks above and on both sides. There is a narrow and long opening on the top of the rock wall above the head. The window is not like a window hole or a hole. The whistling wind comes from there. came.

The dim light of the oil lamp trembled slightly, reflecting the wet and dripping rocks around, making people feel like they were in a certain cave.

Lu Ci tried to move his fingers, and under the empty grip, a rough touch came.Turning his head to look, it turned out that the place where he was lying was a large piece of withered grass.

My whole body was sore, and my bones seemed to be falling apart.Lu Ci struggled to sit up, and suddenly found that not far away was a row of tight wooden pillars, with a padlocked prison door on it.

This is... a prison cell?

Lu Ci lowered his head in surprise, only to see his ragged clothes and blood stains all over his body, as if he had just experienced a torture not long ago. At this time, his hands and feet were bound by heavy chains, as if he was a prisoner.

I... what crime did I commit?

Lu Ci narrowed his eyes in confusion, but quickly denied the idea.

No, not right.

Am I not dead?

Numerous pictures flashed through my mind, but they were fragmented and difficult to connect into pieces. Lu Ci raised his hand to rest his forehead and closed his eyes, feeling a splitting headache and chaos in his mind.

He only remembered that he was indeed dead, but he didn't feel nothing after his death. He seemed to have arrived at a strange place.

It was a white chaos like a halo of the moon, and he was suspended in it, unable to feel his body, unable to speak, and unable to hear any sound, as if he was originally a part of that chaotic mist, without knowing the age, difficult Divided into day and night, there is no sense of time passing, and the memory has become fragmented and blurred, like a picture scroll that has been torn into pieces and then covered with dust over the years.

The sound of the wind is still the same, and the sound of dripping water is still the same.

Lu Ci followed the sound of the water, and saw a puddle of dripping water under the wall, which was not too big or small, just like a bronze mirror.

Sitting up on the ground and moving closer, he stretched out his head to shine in the dim light of the fire, and was taken aback by the reflection in the puddle with just one glance——ho!What a stunning skin!

This is obviously not his own face, even though he has been praised for his handsome appearance in the past, even though he can't remember his own face after staying in the chaos for a long time, what he can be sure of is that he looks extremely good Not so - soft?

There are almost no flaws on this face. If it is placed on a woman, it may be an exaggeration to say that it is beautiful, but it will look a little less masculine when placed on a man.

But none of this matters.

The important thing is that Lu Ci can already be sure that he probably met the legendary one—resurrecting the soul with a dead body.

Although I don't know why this kind of weird thing that only exists in the storybook happened to me, but at least I can barely understand the situation I am in now.

With his back against the rock wall, Lu Ci couldn't help being a little dumbfounded. He should have been happy to be resurrected from the dead, but the borrowed corpse was borrowed from a prisoner's corpse. I don't know what crime the original owner committed. It's really hard to say whether he was ordered to leave this prison.

Looking down again at his scarred body and the iron chains on his hands and feet, Lu Ci suddenly noticed something strange on his left hand that he hadn't noticed just now.

It was a blood-colored ring that looked like a thumb ring, tightly wrapped around the base of the index finger, with a row of tiny holes vertically on it, and the inner and outer layers seemed to be hollow.

Lu Ci turned his hands around and looked at it carefully, and stroked it lightly, inexplicably feeling familiar in his heart, as if this thing did not belong to the original owner of this body, but to himself.

However, at this time, all the memories about the previous life in his mind were too chaotic and fuzzy, and it was difficult for him to believe in his own judgment for a while.

After sitting quietly for a while, a sudden sense of emptiness came from his stomach, and Lu Ci realized that the dizziness and weakness of this body was not only caused by the pain all over the body, but also from hunger.

He raised his eyes and looked around, and found an old pottery bowl in the corner where the wooden pillar of the prison door and the stone wall joined, so he dragged the rattling iron chain and struggled to move to the bowl, and when he looked at it, he was speechless for a while ——There was indeed food in the bowl, and it could be seen that it was originally a bowl of porridge, but I don’t know how long it had been left there, but now it has dried into a paste, and there are still a few drowned insect corpses stuck to it.

Lu Ci closed his eyes and took a deep breath, hesitating for a moment between continuing to starve and eating this ball of food to satisfy his hunger, and finally felt that survival was more important, so he gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand, intending to "embellish" the porridge first The insect corpses were picked out for comfort.

At this moment, something jumped into the wooden pillars of the prison door, and he took a closer look, and saw that it was a round, white steamed bun.

Lu Ci raised his eyes to look at where the steamed bun came from, and saw a pale face embedded between the railings of the diagonally opposite cell, his withered hands firmly grasping the wooden rails on both sides, under the dirty and disheveled hair , a pair of big eyes like a cow stared at the steamed bun in front of Lu Ci, grinning strangely while urging excitedly: "Eat! Eat! Eat quickly!"

The voice was so ugly that it was a compliment to say that it sounded like a duck's voice, but I don't know what kind of ravages my throat has suffered.

Lu Ci instinctively felt that this person was a bit weird, but he looked down at the steamed bun, and saw that although it was covered with some light dust, it was much better than the bowl of porridge mixed with worm corpses.After such a comparison, he no longer hesitated, grabbed the steamed bun and patted the dust, leaned against the rock wall and said, "Thank you."

"Thank you? Hahaha thank you? He said thank you to me?" The weird man turned his head and said to the side as if he had heard some joke.

Lu Ci followed his gaze, and there was clearly no one there, but the strange man seemed unaware, still laughing wildly at the air: "He actually thanked me? Hahahaha, this idiot! Idiot!"

Lu Ci silently watched his actions, and already understood in his heart that this person's mind was different, so he also decided not to take the initiative to fight, lowered his head and handed the steamed bun to his mouth, and was about to start chewing, when he suddenly heard: "Thank him for what? .”

Although the voice was very soft, it really surprised Lu Ci, not for anything else, but because it came from the direction like the back of his head.

He hurriedly turned around to search, only to find that there was a horizontal narrow crack on the rock wall behind him, and he didn't know whether it was formed naturally or drilled out.He lowered his head and leaned closer to the crack to look at the opposite side, and happened to meet a pair of eyes.

The other party was a young man with slender eyebrows and eyes full of rebelliousness and disdain. Just as Lu Ci was about to speak, he heard him say again: "You are not dead yet."

The tone was very contemptuous and cold, but it couldn't hide the unbelievable meaning.

Lu Ci was at a loss for words for a while, and said to himself that the "I" you thought was indeed dead, but even he himself has not figured out the situation about the resurrection of the dead, and he still does not know the identity of the other party, so it is really inappropriate to say more.

The young man seemed to be just sighing, he didn't care whether he could get an answer, and went back to the original topic on his own: "You don't need to thank him, the steamed bun is yours, he just stole it because you thought you were dead. "

steal?

Lu Ci looked back at the distance between the two cells, and couldn't help being a little puzzled: Unless the weird man's hands are a foot long, it doesn't look like he can reach here, right?

The young man seemed to see his thoughts, sneered, and shouted diagonally through the gap: "Hey! I don't want this porridge anymore, you take it."

The weird man suddenly stopped laughing wildly, and then the chains on his body jingled and slammed, and he leaned back on the prison door anxiously, holding the wooden post with one hand, rolling his tongue, and quickly squeezed out a stick from under his tongue with the other hand. Something as thin as a hair, when the middle finger is bent and the thumb is flicked, the "hair" is suddenly straightened, and it jumps to the bottom of the bowl like a snake and coils around in a circle!

The strange man pulled, and the broken bowl flew up in an instant, but before flying two inches, it suddenly stuck between the wooden pillars of the prison door.

The strange man pulled hard, but the pottery bowl did not move at all. He let out a roar, and exerted force in a desperate manner. The force was transmitted along the silk thread, and two horizontal cracks suddenly appeared on the wooden pillars on both sides of the bowl. At the same time, There was a crisp "click", and the pottery bowl shattered and fell to the ground in response!

Seeing the situation, the strange man slapped the ground angrily, then slammed his head against the wood, screaming wildly: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

All this happened in the blink of an eye, and Lu Ci was even a little dizzy. It was only at this time that he realized that he blurted out subconsciously: "Poisonous spider?"

"Poisonous spider" is a killer in folk rumors. Its whereabouts are weird and its methods are cruel. Except for the baby in the swaddling house, no one is left alive. long tongue.Neighbors often found out about the case and reported it only after hearing the baby crying for days, so there are rumors that: "The spider's thread hangs on the tongue three feet, and the cold bone hangs high to accompany the baby's cry."

In fact, Lu Ci had never seen the real face of "Poisonous Spider", but when he saw the trick of snapping fingers and coiling silk just now, such a name suddenly popped up in his mind.

The babbling weirdo didn't hear the word "poisonous spider" in his mouth, but the young man on the other side of the crack heard it clearly, and said sarcastically: "Oh, so you can talk? You didn't say a word for a few days ago, and you Even pretending to be deaf and dumb when you strike up a conversation, I think you are also a fool."

Lu Ci was speechless, but he could hear some clues from his words—it seemed that the original owner of this body was a taciturn person, and he had never communicated with this boy before.

But at this moment, he still had doubts in his mind, so he didn't think too much about it, and continued to ask: "Is he really a poisonous spider?"

"Heh, poisonous spider?" The young man sneered, "It should be called crazy spider now, right?"

Lu Ci understood: this strange man is indeed a poisonous spider.

In this way, the prison in front of him should not be underestimated.Because according to rumors, poisonous spiders have been arrested and brought to justice many times, but in the end they all escaped successfully.In other words, it's not "escaping". He not only leaves the prison by himself every time, but also releases all the "inmates" and slaughters all the jailers before leaving, as if the prison is just a joke to him.But now the prison in front of him not only trapped him, but also seemed to make him lose his mind, so it must be something special.

Thinking of this, Lu Ci asked curiously, "Why is he crazy?"

The young man glanced contemptuously at the poisonous spider through the gap, and lazily said: "Crazy is considered light, after a trial, how many of them can survive?"

Lu Ci was in a daze when he heard it, but unexpectedly the young man squinted at him again after saying this sentence, looked him up and down a few times, and there was the same contempt in his eyes, but there was a bit of unwillingness in the contempt: "As for you— —It’s your fate that you can still live well up to now without listening to my advice.”

"You persuaded me?" Lu Ci was puzzled, "What did you persuade me?"

The boy gave him a strange look, then narrowed his eyes suspiciously and said, "You don't remember?"