Dream Maker [Rebirth]

The inside of the room was darker than the outside, and even the furnishings were unclear, but there seemed to be a faint silhouette on the bed against the wall, as if there was a person lying there.

Ji Wuzhou walked towards the wall without hesitation, but stopped suddenly when he got close.

Between the clothes and hair bundles, there are a lot of bones.

Like those crane corpses covered by weeds, there was no flesh and blood left on this person.

Ji Wuzhou stood in a daze for a long time, suddenly seemed to realize something, turned around and walked out quickly, went straight to another adjacent room and opened the door to enter.

Sure enough, it was bones again.

The third room, the fourth room, the fifth room...

In every room with people, without exception, what lies on the bed is a bone with only clothes and hair bundles left, because there is no flesh and blood attached to it, it is difficult to distinguish the identity just by the similar clothes.

However, not every room is filled with people.

Of the dozen or so rooms he had seen, more than half were vacant.

Looking at his horrified but confused expression, Lu Ci, who was watching the memories, couldn't help but sighed softly: "You must be very surprised at that time, why are there so many people missing, isn't it?"

Ji Wuzhou said: "Yes, until I found the mounds behind the house, I almost guessed that someone had already buried them."

At the beginning of the outbreak of the Gu disease, the brothers who had not been infected were able to bury the deceased colleagues one after another in time, until the number of people alive became less and less, even if they were not dead, they were already "infected", so they had to go back to their houses Lying in bed, unable to take care of others.

Those bones left in the room were the last group of fellow disciples who died besides Master and Luci. Before they were buried, Luci himself developed symptoms. stayed in the room.

While speaking, the Ji Wuzhou in his memory had already walked to the alleyway between the two residences, and around the rockery at the end of the alleyway, he saw mounds like new graves.

He walked through the alley, walking slowly past each mound.

There is no grass on the hill, so it can be seen that it is all new soil. There is no monument in front of the grave, which shows that the burial was rushed.

At that time, he didn't know what happened in the secret realm, but based on what he saw, these fellow disciples died not only strangely, but also very quickly, and it didn't look like they were slaughtered, but rather experienced some kind of accident from the sky. No calamity.

Is it related to the black cloud?

His eyes turned to the middle of the secret realm, staring at the towering black cloud pillar for a long time.

However, after withdrawing his gaze, he did not immediately go to the source of the black cloud, but turned around and walked back through the alleyway to return to the residence, and pushed open the gates of the remaining houses that had not been checked one by one.

Room after room, the same or similar scenes appeared in his eyes again and again, until the hand pushing the door was almost numb, as if it was just repeating a meaningless, subconscious action.

until the last one.

Ji Wuzhou's behavior finally changed.

He stopped just a few steps away from the door, staring at the door for a moment, but he never stepped forward to push it open.

That was the room he used to live in, or in other words, the room where he and Lu Ci lived together.

Flying goose feathers and heavy snow fell on his already drenched hair and shoulders, but he, who was always afraid of the cold, didn't seem to notice the biting cold at all, just stood there quietly, watching.

He stayed there for too long, if it wasn't for the snow falling all over the sky, if it wasn't for the wind whistling past and bending the weeds at his feet, Lu Ci would have thought that the scene in front of him had been frozen.

"What are you looking at?" Lu Ci couldn't help but asked softly, as if he was asking the people around him, or someone in his memory.

However, such a simple question caused Ji Wuzhou to lose his voice as if he was speechless, as if he had also merged with the self he remembered back then, turning into a stone sculpture in the wind and snow.

But that's not even the most bizarre.

What's even more bizarre is that Lu Ci actually had a strange thought in this long silence.

——Could it be that he didn't dare to push the door?

—Is he afraid of seeing...

This idea was hazy and far-fetched, and even had a hint of self-indulgence, so that he couldn't prove it at all.

But it is like a seed quietly buried in the bottom of my heart. The immature sprout emerges from the soil. It is fragile and unreasonably stubborn.

Ji Wuzhou in the memory picture finally moved, but he didn't go forward to push the door. Instead, he went back to the original room and picked up the skeleton on the bed, went out and walked through the alleyway to the rockery full of mounds and put it down. Then came the second, and the third...

The last batch of fellow disciples who fell was not too many, Ji Wuzhou moved their bones to the rockery, and then dug several new pits beside them, and buried them respectively.

After doing all this, he returned to the door of the house that he hadn't opened before.

As if he had been procrastinating for a long time and it was finally inevitable at this moment, he took a deep breath, stepped forward and raised his hand to push open the door.

Lu Ci clearly knew that there was no one in that room, but the too dim light in the room made it impossible for him to see the expression on Ji Wuzhou's face at that time, so he couldn't help turning his head to look beside him.

Ji Wuzhou next to him looked calm and couldn't see anything unusual. Seeing Lu Ci looking at him, he asked, "Why didn't you stay in the room at the end?"

Lu Ci twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard the words, showing a slightly self-deprecating smile: "Although I know that everyone is going to die the same way, but I always feel that it is a bit aggrieved to die in the room. Besides, Master was not infected at that time, I think Staying away from him may save him from contamination, but... it should be futile in the end."

Ji Wuzhou keenly discerned that the first reason was only secondary, and the second reason was the real reason for his actions, but he didn't expose it, but his expression suddenly became a little dark, as if he had something to say. Never speak out.

Lu Ci noticed the change in him almost immediately: "What's wrong?"

Ji Wuzhou shook his head lightly: "Go ahead and read it first, we'll talk about it later."

This is not the first time that he has a different attitude when Lu Ci mentions Master. Thinking about the words that he seemed to have little trust in Master before, Lu Ci can't help being more confused, but he still concentrates on what he said. Based on the memory, I continued to read.

At this time, the Ji Wuzhou in his memory had already exited that room, and walked straight to the middle of the secret realm without any hesitation.

For some reason, that sure and steady pace gave Lu Ci a sense of determination to break the boat.

The dense forest in the middle was also extremely dark, and it was even more gloomy because it was close to the black clouds, but Ji Wuzhou turned a blind eye to it and walked through it without distraction.

The closer to the bottom of the black cloud, the more like stepping into a bottomless ghostland, as if all the light and warmth have been plundered, leaving only endless cold and darkness.

Finally, the source of the soaring black pillar was completely exposed in the field of vision—Mirror Pool.

The black air is all transpired from the mirror pool, like a circle of black walls over a thousand feet high that tightly blocks the spring sleep in the middle, and the clear and clear pool water in the past seems to have become the source of all evil, vowing to make this world its own. Discoloration.

This situation can't help but be daunting.

If it were someone else, perhaps they might not have the courage to get this far, but Ji Wuzhou at this moment just looked up for a moment, then retracted his gaze and walked towards the stone path without hesitation.

At that moment, Lu Ci actually had the urge to speak out to stop him, but just as he opened his mouth, he realized that he was just watching a memory, and suddenly felt powerless and ridiculous in his heart.

In the black air, he couldn't see his fingers, Ji Wuzhou seemed to have stepped into a cloud of chaos, and even the stones under his feet seemed to be suspended in the void.

As his sight was blocked, the memory image suddenly turned into a dark mist, all light and sound disappeared instantly, as if suddenly blind and deaf.

In the boundless silence and darkness, Ji Wuzhou next to him lightly shook Lu Ci's hand on the back of his hand, and said, "Don't worry, it will be fine in a while."

Lu Ci nodded, and then realized that the other party could not see in the pitch darkness, so he responded with an "um", but the sound from his nasal cavity was obviously a bit dull.

Because at this moment, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Right now, he is just watching this experience as a bystander, whether it is dark or silent, even if it is fear, he knows in his heart that it will eventually pass, not to mention there are people accompanying him to comfort him.

But Ji Wuzhou, who experienced all this back then, was alone from the beginning to the end. The wind and snow hit her body, the huge waves blocked her, white bones and corpses, black clouds and mist, everything was full of danger and treachery, but everything But he needs to face it alone.

Cold, confused, dazed, and frightened, no one is by his side to share, and no one will comfort him when he steps into the unknown, dark and suspicious clouds, "don't worry."

But even so, he still didn't panic in the slightest, everything he did from the beginning of memory to the present was so methodical, as if no matter how dangerous the situation was, or how isolated and helpless he was, he couldn't be scared back and defeated.

Was this man born so fearless?Or was it the days and nights he experienced alone in the secret realm that honed him to this point?

Lu Ci did not continue to think deeply, because the darkness in front of him was just like what Ji Wuzhou said, and it will come to an end in a short time.

As Ji Wuzhou in the memory picture stepped over the last stepping stone and arrived at the inch of land where Chunmian was in the center of the mirror pool, a dim ray of light finally shone from the top of his head, reflecting the snow-white canopy of Chunmian tree in its entirety.

In the hazy light and shadow, Ji Wuzhou walked extremely slowly towards the bottom of the Chunmian tree, as if a strong premonition of escapism was being quietly fulfilled.

Just when he took the third step, a little red light suddenly flashed in the canopy, fleeting and very faint, like fireflies in the dark night.

Lu Ci almost thought that he was dazzled, because he clearly knew what was in the canopy, but he couldn't understand where the red light came from.

In the memory screen, Ji Wuzhou's footsteps were also paused by the dim light, and then he stared at the place where the light spot disappeared and quickened his pace, taking three steps at a time to reach the bottom of the tree.

Even though the sky was dim, the figure lying in the canopy of the tree was still clearly reflected in Ji Wuzhou's eyes.

It was the skeleton of Luci.

Ji Wuzhou's figure once again stood still in the same place as when he was stagnant outside the door. He quietly looked up at the bone wrapped in familiar clothes, as if he had fallen into a place between reality and illusion. gap between.

It was a kind of contradictory feeling that after the premonition finally came true, the dust settled but there was no room for change. It caused the huge boulder hanging in the heart to fall heavily to the ground, and it saved people from continuing to endure the uneasiness brought by the unknown, but they used the boulder to ruthlessly Smashed the few traces of luck left, making it impossible for people to deceive themselves.

The deer speech of watching memory is also unspeakable.

Seeing his own dead body is really not an experience that everyone can have, let alone a bone with no flesh and blood.

But at this moment, he didn't care about this weird scene, because the moment Ji Wuzhou raised his head, he suddenly remembered a long-ago picture for no reason.

——The scene when I first saw Ji Wuzhou.

On that day, he also stood at the bottom of the tree and looked up, while the person lying in the canopy lowered his eyes slightly, and gave him an extremely indifferent glance from between the trees.

It was such a cold look, but it landed on my heart like red-hot wrought iron, scalding an indelible brand.

Obviously it was such a repulsive look, but inexplicably made Lu Ci feel a desire to approach and explore that he himself hadn't realized at the time.

Most of his thoughts before he was about to die were chaotic, but he still remembered the sense of peace that surged from the bottom of his heart when he dragged his sick body up the canopy and leaned on the branches with difficulty.

It was as if he had finally arrived at his home when he was dying, as if some kind of secret obsession had finally been fulfilled.

At this moment, two independent images overlap each other, as if the beginning and end of a past event are circling and being in one place, connecting the countless days and nights into a closed circle, declaring the end.

However, it didn't actually end there.

Even if this end point is far away from the next starting point.

Luci couldn't help turning his head to look at Ji Wuzhou again, and saw that he was staring intently at the memory picture, as if merging with himself in the picture, and returned to the bottom of the spring sleep tree surrounded by black clouds.

Lu Ci's hand holding the staff moved, and it slipped out of Ji Wuzhou's palm, and patted the back of his hand as he did to comfort himself before.

Ji Wuzhou suddenly came back to his senses, and the moment he turned his head to meet Lu Ci's gaze, he was in a trance for a moment.

This memory is too deep in his mind, so deep that when he dreams back countless times at midnight, he will repeatedly fall into the powerless feeling that he had when he stood under the tree and couldn't extricate himself.

It has almost become a nightmare.

Even after the owner of the skeleton in memory has come back to life, he will still wake up suddenly in the middle of the night, quietly looking at the person next to him in the dim candlelight, unable to tell whether it is reality or a dream .

until this moment.

Suddenly, he felt unprecedented authenticity in the deer's speech like water, as if it was a clear spring to wash away the haze, a good medicine to disperse the nightmare, telling him very clearly: it is true.

The return of the old man is true.

It's also true that it's within reach.

Just like the warmth from the back of the hand, it's all real.

At this moment, the flashing red light in the memory screen lit up again.

The two turned their heads to look, this time, Lu Ci clearly saw the source of the red light.

That was his left hand resting on his waist above his bones.

——Referring to Di Fuling.

The red light flashed away like last time, but it was already particularly eye-catching under the dark tree, like the sudden ringing of a bell in the quiet midnight, awakening Ji Wuzhou who had been standing under the tree for a long time.

He finally stopped looking up, but took two quick steps forward along the tree trunk to climb to the top, picked up Lu Ci's skeleton, and fell back to the ground steadily.

Lu Ci originally thought that he would at least stop and try to find out the reason for Fu Ling's flickering, but unexpectedly, Ji Wuzhou didn't hesitate at all, and turned around and walked back and forth after landing.

Lu Ci was startled for a moment, then realized that he probably planned to take the bones to those new graves for burial together, and couldn't help feeling in his heart: This person's curiosity is really as weak as ever...

He naturally would not know that Ji Wuzhou at that time had no intention of looking for any strange things at all. In his opinion, from the moment he found Luci's bones, everything had come to an end—the only remaining luck was wiped out, and there was nothing left. Any variables can be expected.

So the reason, the process, the beginning and the end, all become irrelevant.

However, just as he stepped on the stone path shrouded in black clouds again, a change that he thought would never happen suddenly came.