Dereliction of duty · 90 years in the new calendar

I just feel that my mind is muddled, and if I want to recall, I will be interrupted by the horrible dizziness and nausea.

I don't know if the calendar on the side of the table records the correct time, or rather, who is the person who flips it every day can become a topic worth discussing.

Flood came back to consciousness from deep thought.

Today's interior is still filled with lingering fishy smell.

The source of the fishy smell was easy to find - Flood touched the side of his neck, and his fingers were indeed wet.

Although there are two people in the family, living alone is almost the same as living alone because someone is silent.

It's just that I can feel a little bit of presence when I eat.

The "meal" here does not just refer to three meals a day.

Flo: (Being idle.)

The book I was reading just now was in my hand.It's noon and it's easy to get sleepy.He was indeed under the offensive of the words, and finally lost to Sleepiness.

The pages of the book were folded, randomly folded, most likely abuse done in a daze.

Flood hasn't had that dream lately.

Obviously, I have been troubled by the same dream for a long time (in fact, until October), it stands to reason that it should be troubled.

I can't dream of that scene again... I can't help but feel a little lonely.

But the dream will still happen anyway, at best it just changes the scene.

Flo: (Miss Cyn is indeed a formidable person.)

(From the results, it is even more powerful than Master Xus.)

He looked at his palm, there was nothing in his palm, he just glanced at it.

Immediately make a fist, if you use more strength, you can feel the rhythm of your heart in the middle of your fingers.

It is a good experience to wake up naturally from a nap, if you ignore the small theater in your mind.

Already awake, it is difficult for him to recall the specific content, only remembering a little feeling when he was in it.

The new dream is also an infinite loop, but the content is much gentler - the previous one will make him feel desolate and slightly frightened.

He vaguely remembered the previous dream as a wilderness.It's hard to say what it looks like, after all, the wilderness is a big feature.

The new one is surrounded by lush greenery, like a grove... or to the extent of a forest.

In the previous dream, there were only myself and Sui.

There are crowds in the new dream.All the faces are blurred except for the closest one, the only one I can remember in waking hours.

Flood didn't know the man.

Flo: (Can't move...no freedom.)

It was not pain in the strict sense. His neck (near the Adam's apple) and the wrists and ankles of his limbs were sore and numb.

I still vaguely remember that he was pressed to the ground, and I don't know what method was used.

If you try to raise your head, you can barely see that these parts are pierced... wooden nails.There are patterns on the wooden nails, which are very familiar, but it is not clear where they come from.

Flo: (Thinking of it this way, it's not "gentle".)

(Because it is too unrealistic, so you feel indifferent?)

After all, the old one was a scene I personally experienced, and the new one couldn't be compared with it.

As for that face, Flood tried to recall, and he was sure it wasn't someone he knew.

Rather, is he really dreaming "about himself"?

It became like this after receiving the care of sister Cyn more than ten days ago.

He seemed to have something to do that day, so he arrived there in a daze, and his mind was full of the words "she wants me to go there".

Now that I think about it, although it is very muddled, it is extremely difficult to recall... It seems that I have been used a dirty trick and been controlled.

But that sister Cyn is an old acquaintance of Lord Xus, he doesn't think it's for playing tricks.

When he regained his mind, he was in front of Master Xus and his cohabitant.

At that time, the two adults were very calm, their expressions didn't change much, as if they were only chatting about family affairs.

Flood didn't remember what he said, it seemed that he muttered some weird words that he couldn't understand and had no logical connection.

He even couldn't remember how he got home that day.

Flo: (Hmm.)

(Even if it's not "my" dream, then "whose" is it?)

If he could have more control over his dreams instead of waking up and forgetting like this, he would still be confident that he could follow the clues to find the truth.

Now there is no solid basis, he can only make unreasonable guesses based on the people he knows around him and related stories.

Flo: (Throat and limbs are nailed with patterned wooden pegs.)

(……hateful.)

(Can't remember the style of the pattern.)

Touching the innocent broken book, he stared at the words and pictures for a long time.

Fortunately, such decorative things as patterns have little effect on understanding the truth.

Decades ago, 30 to 40 years ago in the new calendar, the mainland was still controlled by divine religion.At that time, it could be said that everyone was superstitious.

A subtle ritual was once popular.

Crucifying the living to the ground, leaving them to bleed and die of weakness, is called "Atonement".

This is a punishment specially established for those who dereliction of duty.