There is no way my vest will fall off!

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, it rained heavily outside, even sleet.

The two brothers of the Meng family came back in the afternoon. They also brought some local specialties, as well as the jerky they made at home.

Peng Fei was the only one at home, and he said that the other three had gone shopping, and he stayed behind to open the door.

"I think you're too cold to go out." Meng Ziqiu made a good guess.

"How is it possible..." Peng Fei muttered, but the guilty conscience on his face had already verified the other party's guess.

Meng Ziqiu didn't continue to expose him. Anyway, Peng Fei has been afraid of the cold for a day or two. The magic attack in the south is still very scary.

Meng Liangchen didn't participate in the conversation between the two, but took the initiative to pack his luggage. He quickly found that his father asked them to give it to Brother Xu, ah no, it was something for Mr. Xu.

It was something wrapped in a gray cloth, and it was hard to the touch. Although he didn't say it couldn't be opened, Meng Liangchen still restrained his curiosity.

Meng Liangchen stood up and pushed Xu Qian's room away with his things. Just as he put the gray cloth bag on Xu Qian's table, his attention was quickly attracted by the flowers on the bay window, because...the flowers seemed to be about to bloom up?

"Xiao Liang..."

"Ah?" Meng Liangchen responded, and when he was about to go out, there was thunder outside, and he immediately smelled a scent, and in the next second, he fell straight down as if someone had exhausted his strength Come down with a 'bang'.

Meng Ziqiu in the living room heard the movement, walked towards the bedroom where the sound had just been made, and saw Meng Liangchen lying on the floor before entering the door, he hurried up, but the moment he entered the door, he smelled the same fragrance and fell down too. down.

"Fuck, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me—"

Peng Fei ran over immediately, but he was no exception. He also fell down at the door because of the smell.

The completely blooming Mengsheng flower was shaken by the breeze outside the window, and the light blue petals gave off a faint light.

……

Meng Liangchen was almost awakened by the pain, his whole body seemed to be crushed by something, but whenever he had the thought of moving, the piercing pain would come like a tide.

I don't know how much time passed, a mournful whine came from a distance, as if it was about to pierce his eardrums, at this moment, the ground trembled for a while, and then several times, every time the ground trembled, he trembled with it, The pain in his body increased even more, until the pain reached the extreme, and he finally became numb.

Soon, the movement became louder and closer.

Next, Meng Liangchen saw a scene he could never imagine—it was a monster, the upper half of its body lost half of its arms, revealing rotten flesh and blood, and the face was so hideous that it could hardly be seen that it was a face. Stop making whining 'woo hoo', the sound is like crying but not like crying, you can only judge its pain from the whining.

At this moment, Meng Liangchen could no longer care about the pain, only infinite fear, and fear.

When it really approached, Meng Liangchen saw a sword sticking out of its chest——the sword's light was sharp, its blade was like frost and snow, and its fierce aura was overwhelming.

He had seen that sword before, it was... Brother Xu's!

Brother Xu is here to save him!

Meng Liangchen suddenly ignited an emotion called 'longing', only under such circumstances, the truest thoughts in his heart would be infinitely magnified-he didn't want to die, he didn't want to die.

The monster was one step closer to him. At this moment, Meng Liangchen was extremely nervous, but he knew that brother Xu would save him, so he couldn't panic...

"Xiaoliang, Xiaoliang, wake up—"

Meng Liangchen opened his eyes suddenly, the pain from the depths of his soul was still vivid in his mind, he didn't even dare to move, he just lay upright like this, until he saw a piece of ceiling, which was off-white, Maybe it was originally white, but it's just turned yellow with time... Wait, the ceiling!

"Brother, what's wrong with Xiao Liang? Are you stupid?"

"You are stupid..." Meng Liangchen retorted subconsciously.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm not stupid, I'm not stupid!"

Xu Qian gently lifted the back of Meng Liangchen's head, and rested his other hand on his chin, "Don't move, you just hit your head, I've already given you medicine, be careful not to touch it."

Meng Liangchen didn't dare to move any more, and just mumbled in a daze.

"Okay, it's okay, you can take a rest, you should be fine the next day."

"I'll go to the kitchen to check the porridge, it should be ready..." Meng Ziqiu hurried out.

Soon, only Xu Qian and Meng Liangchen were left in the bedroom.

As soon as he closes his eyes, Meng Liangchen always recalls the previous scenes, piece by piece, like fragments, especially that monster-like thing, its wailing, its shrillness...

"What are you thinking?" Xu Qian interrupted Meng Liangchen's thoughts.

Meng Liangchen glanced at him, and suddenly felt that his throat was a little dry, and it was difficult to even speak, "Brother Xu, I..."

"Talk slowly, it's okay." Xu Qian didn't rush him, this calm appearance gradually infected Meng Liangchen.

"I just had a nightmare..." Meng Liangchen slowly recalled the previous scene, the monster, and the sword on the monster's chest.

Hearing Chixiao Honglian's name again, Xu Qian couldn't help but twitched his eyebrows. Although he told them that this was just a dream, in fact, he couldn't be more clear about the function of the dream to produce flowers.

The monster, and his sword.

What does it all mean...

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