Lei Aotian

Before the white mist is dyed by the rising sun, we set off in the coolness of the early morning to Bolan City.

The chariots and horses that had been inquired a few days ago, loaded with red lacquered wooden boxes and full of goods in the carriages, drove through the town.

Leishi paced a few steps on the eaves, lit the green tiles and leaped down, like a vigorous eagle, casting a bird-like shadow.Rolling around with effort, it quietly landed on the roof of the carport, and hitched a ride.

The light shaking of the car body only makes people think that it has hit some stones, and the wheels are rolling smoothly.Only the horse seemed to be startled, with a long neigh, and the moment its front hooves were raised high, it was whipped down again by the driver.

Lei Shi stretched his arms and legs, sat down, and lay down on his back after a while, allowing the car to sway across the green fields beside the road, as if someone had been glued to the car with rice grains, and squinted his eyes comfortably.

The sky above the head is as blue as washing, with a few leisurely clouds drifting slowly by, the sun dyes them into gold, stretching in all directions and being blown by the wind like distant mountains.

The sun is shining warmly on the body, and the air is full of the smell of green grass. Occasionally, you can smell the light fragrance from the wind. It is Zhaoshanhong, which is like a flame burning in the vast expanse of greenery, and is the most enthusiastic and brilliant color in spring.

The carriage drove slowly across the gravel path, kicking up a small piece of yellow dust, and the green grass standing on both sides of the path had other colors on it, as if bent over by the dust.

After pushing the cart up and down several stone slab bridges on the way, I finally got on the Qingshi Avenue before the high noon sun, and the shadows of other pedestrians gradually appeared on the road.

When a person dressed as a steward came forward to chat with the guards, Lei Shi finally sat up and looked at the city wall made of huge boulders with great interest.

The city wall is about five people high. It is mottled black, with pits and hollows on it, full of scars from swords, guns, swords and halberds. If you look closely, you can see a deep blue color at the edge. It is war or natural disasters. Maybe it was also heavy when it was first cast. Majestic and beautiful, but in the end it was delivered in the long years, lost its original color, but became more solid and silent.

Perhaps what is most desired always needs to be balanced by the most pain, and the guardian who protected this city has long since changed beyond recognition.

After a simple greeting and refusal, he paid a lot of money and entered the city smoothly. Lei Shimao jumped down from the carport with his waist down, and landed on the neat bluestone road. Then, following the shadow of the sun, he quickly disappeared in the small alley.

It was his first time here, but he didn't come here without knowing anything.

Hidden in the remote part of the house, the winding and complicated alleys extend in all directions and can go to any place in this city.

The alley that can only be passed by one person is the gap between houses.The dark green moss in the corner of the wall spread and grew unscrupulously, and stopped abruptly in the sunlight, staining half of the wall green.

This is the shadow of this city, where the light cannot be seen.

The air is humid, and the place where the bluestone road connects to the wall is full of weeds that poke through the cracks in the stone.The middle of the road is dry, and it seems that the information is true. This is the so-called black street.

There was a small door at the end of the alley. The wooden door was seriously peeled off and covered with countless scratches. Only on the top of the door could the residual faded light red paint be seen.

The nails connected to the wall are loosely exposed, and the thick bolts have long since disappeared, leaving only a gray-red rust color. The door is ajar, and the faint noise from it tells Lei Shi , he found a place.

Pushing open the old wooden door, there is a dark passage, the ridicule and howl heard outside are completely gone, only an old man stands on the right hand side.

The old man held a lamp and stared at Lei Shi quietly.There was no expression on that wrinkled face, piles of old skin that had lost its vitality were loosely placed on the face, the right eye was no longer visible, and an ugly scar stretched from the forehead across the eye to the neck, Finally, it disappeared into the collar of the old man.

He was wearing an old and patched jacket with a long, yellowed cotton shirt that was stretched inside. The fat trouser legs could not see his figure clearly, and the long curls were dragged on the ground.

He just stood there quietly, breathing without sound, and feeling no heartbeat, like a lifelike statue, guarding a dilapidated wooden door that doesn't know what he likes or dislikes.

If it wasn't for the faintly glowing lamp, perhaps he would have neglected to go far away.

Lei Shi didn't move, didn't make a sound, just stood quietly like him, looked at the old man at the same level, watched him stand for a long time, and finally turned his head bit by bit to focus on the things in front of him.

The old man spoke.

The voice was extremely weird, like the old creaking bellows he had seen being pulled by someone. The flat tone had a strange rhythm, like a ballad or a spell.

It was as vague as mud that was lingering and stirred together, and I could barely hear a few sounds clearly.

The voice that was barely audible hit Leishi's mind like a torrential rain, and the strange accent was obviously never heard before, but what appeared in his mind was intermittent and broken words.

Lei Shi's voice was soft, his pale complexion brought by the pain, together with the bulging veins and white knuckles clutching his clothes, were all hidden in the shadow of the flickering lights.The voice had a slight hoarseness unique to teenagers, and the greenness and immaturity faded away, and the half of the face that was only illuminated looked particularly cold.

The eyes of the old man who was stared at coldly tightened suddenly, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying. After a short and rapid scream, he seemed to be nailed in place with nails, his eyes full of horror.

Even though his body was so tense that he could run away from this place in a second, he still froze and didn't dare to move.

Lei Shi frowned, feeling his heart skip a beat for no reason.

In the quiet and narrow passage, any sound is infinitely amplified, like smoke rising and dissipating, it's just a slight sound, but it beats like thunder in the eardrum.

Lei Shi moved his footsteps lightly, moved his body slightly, and the corners of his clothes were as steady as if he had never moved.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he slammed into the dark shadow behind him. He was as stiff as a corpse. It wasn't shrinking or fear. A sense of crisis was beating his whole body like a huge wave. All nerves were clamoring for danger, longing to get away. .

Lei Shi supported his body secretly, almost provocatively refusing to take a step back, watching the shadow winding up against his skin like wind and flowing water, the touch was wet and slippery, oozing with ice, freezing his body Blood, his flesh, his bones, leaving only a chaotic soul.

Lei Shi couldn't even lift a finger, and the exhaustion from the depths of his consciousness hit his mind, like a lonely lighthouse in the depths of a tsunami, or a fire that was blown on and off by the wind in the middle of the night, it was life and death. struggle.

After a long time, or only a short moment, Lei Shi moved his fingers, his body was gradually warming up, the cold and chilling shadow seemed to be just a nightmare, and the dilapidated wooden door was still in front of him.

There is no strange old man, and no long corridor with no end in sight, even he just stands in front of the door without stretching out his hand.

Lei Shi's eyes were empty for a moment, and a strange light flashed in that moment, and disappeared in an instant.

He looked at everything, no different from before, as if everything was really just him being haunted by something.

With a tut, Lei Shi kicked the door angrily.

Accompanied by the slight cracking sound and the sound of strong impact, the wooden door that had been in disrepair cracked and ended its life. There was a musty smell in the air, and the sputtering sawdust fell on the collar of the person, scattered on the person's collar. At his feet, the remaining pieces were so rotten that they fell to the ground with only a muffled sound.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

Lei Shi squinted his eyes and looked around, and what he saw was an ordinary dilapidated house, with walls made of earth and rocks, which would be stained with tangled loess, simple piled stone benches, rough and cramped booths, and Rolling empty bottles and broken fragrant wine, if it weren't for the pungent smell of blood mixed with the rotten stench, no one would have thought that this is the dirtiest and craziest place in the city.

The few people sitting in the house, the woman with crossed legs sitting on the booth, turned a deaf ear to his arrival.The majestic man stared at him with unfriendly eyes, and the blade in his hand was facing him while it was hanging on the ground.There was also a drowsy and thin man leaning against the corner to take a nap, and the last one was sitting on a stone bench and was drunk, and only when he heard the sound, he looked up and saw the person in a daze.

It seems that he is not very old, Lei Shi's eyes are slightly bright, and he seems to find it very interesting.

It's kind of interesting.

He discovered just now that the disgusting smell was not caused by this room, but by these people.

Lei Shi stared at them, his eyes were strange, not cold, even soft, but not like staring at his own race, more like looking at something else.

It's been a long time since he saw such an annoying pure ink color, which made him unable to control the churning killing intent and boiling blood.

Twisting his joints calmly, Lei Shi sighed, after all, he is really not in a good mood right now.