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This night, Yan Che didn't sleep well, and for the first time since returning home, he had a very complicated and chaotic dream.

How messy is the dream?

Yan Che can't describe it even after exhausting what he has learned.

All I know is that he keeps hiding in his dream, fleeing desperately, no matter where he hides or where he flees to, he is always enveloped by the super big net like countless movie screens, forcing him to Look at the scenes on the Internet, which are either familiar or unfamiliar images.

There are many and complicated images, including Yan Che's blurred past and present, which Yan Che deliberately avoids ignoring... There are intermittent images that make Yan Che think deeply, but the images seem to be against him, always urgent Time-changing scenes—that is about a child's incomplete image of most of his life from the moment he was born.

That baby waiting to be fed, the ignorant and naughty child, the rebellious teenager... Yan Che didn't know him.But as the child "grows up gradually", Yan Che saw clearly the facial features of the grown-up child, and knew that the person was not some strange so-and-so who appeared inexplicably, but his half-brother Yan He .

The story told by Zhang Chang has turned into this intermittent picture, and the bits and pieces of Yan He in his childhood also appear intermittently in it... It's like a bad movie, even if it makes people dizzy, Yan Che still Want to find something in it.

Yan Che himself didn't know what he wanted to discover.

Perhaps what Yan Che wanted was an answer, the truth, that his father had not given him, right? !

This dream made Yan Che infinitely exhausted, and also made him deeply trapped in it, and his soul was haunted by numerous dreams.

Yan Che saw Yan He howling in struggle, and stared angrily at Yan Che, who was peeping at Yan He in his dream, his eyes were so red that it seemed as if they would drip blood in the next moment, and his ferocious face silently vented his hatred. Meaning—he hates Yan Che? !

Suddenly, the corner of Yan He's mouth twitched, and Huo Huo's white teeth were split open. "Jie Jie" staggered towards Yan Che with a strange smile, shouting "San'er good brother" in his mouth, and stretched out his hands like thunder Come over, strangle Yan Che's neck.

hand, severely bulging the blue veins, and ruthlessly withdrew all his strength.

This kind of Yan He is not a familiar image in Yan Che's mind, but an old enemy who regards Yan Che as a grudge and vows to kill Yan Che... This kind of Yan He makes Yan Che terrified, and more, there is A kind of deceitful sadness and panic from the bottom of my heart.

——"Second Brother, I'm San'er, and I'm Yan Xiao San'er, Yan Che."

Yan Che opened his mouth to speak.

He just opened his mouth, but Yan Che couldn't make any sound, instead, the hatred in Yan He's eyes became stronger, and the hand that was pinching his neck became tighter and stronger.

Yan Che just looked at Yan He's red eyes, looked at Yan He's distorted smile, and tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, but he couldn't bear to close his eyes, staring blankly at that crazy "Yan He".

In an instant, starting from around Yan He's red eyes, Yan He's facial skin began to turn black, necrotic, and rotten. Those rotten flesh fell in front of Yan Che's eyes bit by bit... With a thumping sound from the eyeballs, fell to the ground.

Yan He's head turned into a white bone skeleton, and his "Jie Jie" laughter turned into a "crack" sound of teeth colliding on the upper and lower jaws.

Yan Che's panic was not healed, the eyeballs that fell to the ground seemed to have grown a pair of invisible wings, slowly soared into the air, rose...to the hollow eye sockets of the skull...and automatically inserted into it.

At this time, Yan Che saw the same scene as Yan He's rotting in slow motion just now. After the eyeballs fell into the empty eye sockets, tender red bloody skin began to grow inch by inch from the vicinity of the eye sockets. Layer by layer, it's like smearing paint on a wall until it becomes a complete piece of skin, a normal face.

It's just that this face...is no longer Yan He's, but the face of the man Yan Che doesn't want to think of - Fu Zi, Fu Zi's face with a shy and sneering face.

This kind of posting is Yan Che's nightmare, a nightmare he never wants to think about.

Yan Che struggled to retreat step by step, while that face was also approaching step by step, so that no matter how Yan Che avoided it, he couldn't get rid of him from his vision.

The hand on his neck never loosened from the beginning to the end. Yan Che felt that death was so close, but he couldn't feel the suffocating breath of death... He clearly knew that all this was a dream, but Yan Che's young master Xuan The weak tears that showed people became more and more turbulent. When they dripped on those hands, there was a "chuck" sound immediately, and the skin on those hands also began to fester.

I don't know how long this confrontation lasted, but that stamped face turned into a distorted woman's face in an instant, that Mrs. Zhuang Gu Xinhe who once appeared in front of him arrogantly and cursed him hysterically.

——Go to hell, go to hell with that little bastard Wan Qishuyu, hahaha...

In a blink of an eye, Gu Xinhe's face turned into Gu Changhe.

——Little Che, why are you so disobedient?hehe.

……

One face after another is changing, and each face is full of unstoppable madness, a madness that will not stop until Yan Che is killed.

In the end, the fear in Yan Che's eyes and heart became calmer.

The fear was gone, and a wave of anger was born.

Yan Che's unwillingness and resentment that had been hidden for many years erupted one after another, and the distorted emotions that he deliberately suppressed also erupted at the same time.

Grasping the boneless arm, Yan Che ruthlessly pushed it away, and looked coldly at the opposite face that turned into Jiang Qixian, the coldness in his eyes reached its peak.

——What qualifications do you have to beak me?Why don't you ask what your father did?

——Do you think you are just one step taller than me?If you didn't have your father and the shade your grandfather gave you, what would you be?

——You slander my teacher, slander my teacher is low, then your ungrateful father is noble?Are you noble because you inherited your father's dirty blood?

——Jiang Qixian, you are just a piece of mud that can't support the wall, no, saying you are a piece of mud will ruin the mud.

——Everything you have done to me today will be returned to you one by one in the future. This is cause and effect.

I saw such a familiar crash scene again.

Jiang Qixian's face was livid and ferocious, he grabbed Yan Che's skirt and snarled, "Shut up".

Yan Che smiled.

He closed his eyes with a smile, and the scene that humiliated him was re-enacted, and the cycle...over and over again.

It's not that he escaped without any resistance, but that Yan Che gave up completely at this moment, resigning himself to his fate just like he did back then.

It's just that this time there was no loud voice to stop it, and no one would come out to stop it again... Yan Che knew that it was in a dream.

——"Che'er..."

A gentle voice rang in Yan Che's ear.

Yan Che paused, opened his closed eyes, and looked around blankly...Who?

——"Che'er, mother's baby... are you looking for mother?"

Yan Che's whole body trembled, his eyes focused on the familiar yet unfamiliar face in front of him that he had missed for many years.

"...Mom?!" Yan Che murmured.

A gentle smile bloomed on that face like a bright red in spring, and there was a tenderness in the full eyes that made Yan Che lose his soul.

——"Che'er, let's go with mother!"

"Mother..." Yan Che felt that his throat was choked with pain, and his vision became foggy.

Yan Che, who was deeply in a nightmare, didn't know that at this moment, his whole body was shrouded in a layer of gentle light like a white mist. As Yan Che in the dream gradually gave up resistance, as Yan Che gradually followed the woman's steps, In the distance, the white mist covering Yan Che's body became thinner and thinner, and the light became weaker and weaker.

Yan Che's face was full of tears, and his complexion became more and more exhausted.

At this time, the skin on Yan Che's forehead squirmed tremblingly, as if there were worms squirming inside.

"Hey..."

A faint voice sounded.

The wriggling on the skin of Yan Che's forehead disappeared, and a gray bead broke through the skin... The skin on the forehead was intact.

It was the Tianyuan Pearl that disappeared into Yan Che's forehead at the beginning.

one inch.

two inches.

Three inches...

When the bead was three inches away from the skin on Yan Che's forehead, black clouds suddenly swirled and condensed rapidly over Wuxu Mountain, which fell into a deep sleep, and even Yanjiawan Wuzidang.

The darkness is overwhelming, as if it will overwhelm the sky and cover the sky in the next moment, destroying all living beings here.

And the gray-white bead lingering in front of Yan Che's forehead, because of the great change in the sky outside, gradually began to rotate, from about two minutes in the beginning, to tens of thousands of revolutions in a second later.

As the beads turned faster and faster, the black cloud had already condensed into an untouchable black wall, a terrifying black wall weighing about hundreds of millions of catties.

cluck la la——

In the originally clear night sky, at the moment when the vision rose, a purple-gold lightning bolt as thick as a little finger fell, falling straight to the ground and winding down towards the bamboo building where Yan Che lived at the foot of Wuxu Mountain.

The purple-gold lightning did not split the fragile bamboo building, but struck straight at Yan Che... the gray-white bead on his forehead.

That bead seemed to have a soul, when the purple-gold lightning fell, instead of dodging it, after a slight dodge, it stood still three inches in front of Yan Che's forehead, allowing the purple-gold lightning to strike down.

哱——

The purple-gold lightning fell on the bead, and the gray-white bead trembled for a moment, swallowing the purple-gold lightning and returning to its previous rapid rotation.

Yan Che under the beads was safe and sound.

cluck la la——

After the purple-gold lightning, an indigo-gold lightning that was a circle smaller than the purple-gold lightning came out from the black wall again, following the trajectory of the purple-gold lightning, and rushed to the bamboo building at the foot of Wuxu Mountain again.

哱——

The gray-white bead trembled twice, devoured the indigo lightning once again, and resumed its rapid rotation. This time, the speed was obviously faster than before, and it was beyond calculation.

cluck la la——

The black wall trembled, and a rootless gust of wind blew up in the sky. In midair, everything that "attempted" to approach was swept away, and a blue-gold lightning that was smaller than the indigo lightning was spit out, winding down.

哱——

The gray-white bead trembled three times out of thin air this time, just like the previous two times, it directly swallowed the blue-gold lightning, but at a slower speed.

After devouring the blue-gold lightning, the speed of the gray-white bead's rotation was twice as fast as before.

Green Gold Lightning...

Golden Lightning...

Orange Gold Lightning...

The six lightning bolts that became slimmer and thinner before and after, and after the black wall fell one after another, the "body" began to change.

Until the orange-gold lightning was still swallowed by the gray and white beads, the black wall could vaguely see the form formed by the condensed black clouds, so black that it was no longer so terrifying, and... faintly had "weakness".

However, it was also after the orange-gold lightning was swallowed by the gray-white beads that the sky changed distortedly.

The "fading" black wall began to shrink, shrinking and condensing hundreds of feet, ten feet, and one foot... The sky opened up, and the clear night sky reappeared, and the sky was full of stars.

When that huge black wall finally shrunk into a black spot, at this moment, the world trembled, and there was a loud rumbling noise. Faintly, someone in Yanjiawan and Wu Zidang had turned on the lights... ... In the bamboo building, Fujiko sat up from the bed, sweating all over, and was stunned.

In the sky, the black spot that had almost dissipated turned into a red-gold lightning that was as thick as a cotton thread, like a golden blood line thrown out by the most ruthless and powerful killer in the world breaking through the human body with extremely fast and sharp techniques.

cluck la la la——

split--

In an instant, the red-gold lightning swooped down towards the bamboo building at the foot of Wuxu Mountain where two lights had already been lit.

The third and fourth lights came on... Yan Guoqiang jumped up.

"Bang—" Fujiko had already broken through the door, and when he was about to rush to Yan Che's room...

哱嗡——

It was deafening, as if thousands of big bronze bells with a diameter of [-] meters were ringing at the same time.

In the night, there was a clear sound of a light bulb breaking, one after another screaming and screaming, and the crying of a child who was awakened. Someone has already started to quickly pick up valuables at home, wake up their wives and children, and prepare to escape from the house .

Fujiko's room was adjacent to Yan Che's room, but just when Fujiko was about to touch Yan Che's door, the sudden muffled sound made Fujiko go "thump, thump, thump——" back six Stepping forward, he slammed down on the ground, his chest felt tight, and a mouthful of bright red liquid sprayed out from his mouth, just in time to spray on Yan Guoqiang who also came out.

The chest of Yan Guoqiang's white cotton shirt suddenly turned red: "Xiaoteng—"

Also at this time, in Yan Che's room.

The rotation speed of the gray-white bead on Yan Che's forehead has distorted time and space, and a strange distortion appeared in Yan Che's room.

However, Yan Che, who fell into a nightmare, didn't know it, but the tears in the corners of his eyes became more and more turbulent, like a bitter spring that would never dry up, gurgling down the most wronged tears in his life.

It was extremely difficult for the gray and white beads to devour the red-gold lightning, and the whole "body" kept trembling as if shaking, and finally swallowed the "tail" of the red-gold lightning. The seven colors of green, yellow, orange, and red are constantly flashing and changing, like a neon on a horse in the night light...but it is more shining and dazzling than neon.

... If the people at this moment are not panicked, then seeing the light erupting from the foot of Wuxu Mountain, perhaps most of them cannot escape the bad luck of being blind.

Including the people who woke up in the bamboo building, because Fujiko was suddenly injured, their eyes and anxious hearts fell on Fujiko, so no one noticed the vision that broke out in Yan Che's room.

As the speed of the seven-color conversion finally got closer and closer to the previous rotation speed of the beads, the violet indigo green yellow orange red light became fainter...less than half a minute, those light disappeared...the gray-white beads turned into fluorescent light Glittering jade-colored beads.

The jade-colored beads swayed in a slight arc from left to right, seeming to be very joyful.

Then, the jade-colored bead hovered in front of Yan Che's forehead, fixed as if observing Yan Che...and then rose slowly.

four inches.

five inches.

six inches.

seven inches...

When the jade-colored beads floated about one meter away from Yan Che's forehead, Yan Che, who was still in a nightmare, the blood on his face became thinner and thinner, and gradually covered with a layer of death gray, just like the color of the beads before. two.

The jade-colored bead seemed to stop hesitantly, just stopped in mid-air, "looking" at Yan Che in a daze.

giggle-

A black shadow broke through the bamboo window, and flew towards the jade-colored bead that was about to "run away from home" with a body of moisture.

The black shadow stretched out a paw, and under the cry of "clack", it threw the jade-colored bead straight down... into Yan Che's forehead, and pressed it into the heart of Yan Che's forehead.

The jade-colored bead struggled under the claws, and reluctantly sank into Yan Che's forehead again, and disappeared.

bang——

The black shadow fell, and there was a huge cock that was exhausted.

Isn't that Mr. Bold who is? !

Boldly and weakly raised his head from the bamboo floor, he saw a layer of warm light shining on Yan Che's body again, covering him inside, the lifelessness on his face disappeared, and the light and moist blood returned to Yan Che's body again, he boldly nodded his head. He hit the ground heavily and closed his tired eyes completely.

—Mom, where are we going?

——Che’er, baby, let’s go to a very beautiful place.

——Niang... babe...

——Baby, don't be afraid, mother is here.

——Mother, but babe...I miss you so much, let's go back, shall we?

——Hush, baby, don't make noise, mother will take you, let's go to a very beautiful place, just us mother and son.

—Mother, mother...

——Hush, be good, Che'er.

……

——No, you are not my mother.

—Baby, why are you so disobedient?Who am I not a mother?

——You are not my mother, and my mother will not let you down.

——Hmph, you are old and poor, but I am young and good-looking, how can you not bear him?

— Let go, let go, you are not my mother.