The infinite journey of knights

Chapter 88
When we left the restaurant, it was already dark outside.

Yatimu looked up, and there were people everywhere on the bustling street before.

People are walking around, some with hurried faces and hurried steps, and some are walking here casually.

Occasionally, some couples can be seen, holding hands and making sweet interactions.

Yadi Mu quietly watched this scene and fell into silence.

The outside scene was extremely lively and prosperous, but he was like an outsider, just standing there alone, out of tune with the world around him.

Standing there for a while, several girls looked at him alone, and mustered up the courage to come forward to talk to him.

It's a pity that Yadimu didn't have a phone, and couldn't understand their words, so he could only smile and shake his head, which was regarded as a polite refusal.

As time passed, the crowds gradually thinned out, and gradually there were not many people left.

Looking up, there are many stars twinkling in the sky, and there is a silver moon hanging high.

The figures on the street gradually faded away, but the street lights all around were still bright, setting off the whole street very beautifully.

Yatimu looked at the scenery curiously, and found it very novel.

During the day, the streets were full of people, and he liked the lively and peaceful atmosphere very much.

And at night, there were no figures around, and he also liked the faint sense of tranquility.

People everywhere went home.

And Yatimu also fell into an embarrassing situation.

Here, he has no home.

After wandering around outside, he didn't know where to go until everyone went back.

If possible, he would like to find a hotel nearby and open a room.

But the problem is that he has neither the money of this world nor his identity certificate.

Here are some problems.

"Finally off work!"

In the restaurant, after waiting until early morning, the waiters everywhere finally left one after another.

"Qingqing, that person hasn't left yet."

Listening to her companion's voice, the girl looked up into the distance.

There, Yatim's figure emerged, and he was still standing there motionless.

"what happened to him?"

Looking at Yatimu's figure, she couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

Counting the time, Yadimu had already stood outside the door for a long time.

At first, they thought Yatim was waiting for someone.

Unexpectedly, he stood there from noon to early morning.

What is this doing again?
"Looking at his appearance, he shouldn't be very old. Do you think he ran away from home?"

"If so, why don't you invite him to your house?"

"I saw you staring at people for a long time"

"don't talk nonsense"

The companions on the side whispered.

Yatimu in the distance suddenly moved.

He walked to the side, and his figure quickly disappeared from the sight of the people around him.

Yang Qingqing was a little surprised.

"In that direction, there seems to be only one park?"

This thought flashed in her mind, and then she felt a little ridiculous: "It shouldn't happen, right?"

the other side.

Yatimu walked to the depths of the park, walked to a fairly clean bench, and just sat down.

If nothing else, this is where he lives tonight.

Simple is a little simple, but Yatimu doesn't care about it.

Although he is the son of a knight, he has suffered a lot during his training as a knight.

It's nothing to him like eating and sleeping in the wild, living in the wild or something.

Compared with wild animals and mosquitoes crawling everywhere, this park is at least quiet, without so many messy things.

So he slowly closed his eyes, and just sat on the bench to rest.

In general, after being promoted to the Cavaliers, he doesn't need as much sleep a day as he used to.

Even just taking a short break during the day can maintain good energy.

Sometimes it’s even okay to not sleep for two or three days in a row.

But for some reason, this time he was extremely tired and soon fell asleep.

In the silence, he had a dream.

What I met in my dream was a familiar street.

That was the scene he had seen during the day, and it was reappearing in his dream at this moment.

On that street, people come and go everywhere, and there is a scene of prosperity and tranquility everywhere.

For Yatim, such a scene is the most beautiful.

It's just that in the dream, everything changed very quickly.

At some point, the bustling streets began to change.

Pedestrians around began to disappear one after another, one after another.

In the pitch-black darkness, Yatimu seemed to see hideous monsters appearing.

They lurk in the shadows everywhere, exuding that strange aura all over their bodies. As soon as they appeared, they began to kill everywhere, constantly devouring pedestrians everywhere.

Looking at this scene, at this moment, Yatimu had a unique feeling.

He was obviously in a dream, but he was rarely awake.

He could even be aware of his situation, knowing that he was in a dream at this moment, but he couldn't do anything, he could only stand silently at the same place, watching everything happen in front of him.

It's like watching a movie in a movie theater, you can see it, but you can't interfere with the scene in the movie.

Yatimu frowned secretly, not understanding why such a strange situation happened.

He was sure that the scene in front of him was anything but ordinary.

If this is normal, he should not be asleep at this moment, let alone dreaming.

What special force affected him?

This thought flashed in Yatim's mind.

At this time, the scenery ahead also began to change slowly.

Pedestrians were swallowed one after another.

In the end, there were only a few figures on the street in front of him, leaving only a lonely child.

It was a very small girl, only four or five years old, who was crying bitterly while hugging her mother's corpse.

In all directions, the drowsy darkness gradually shrouded, slowly moving forward.

Wherever the night is shrouded, everything begins to change.

The originally bustling streets have become dilapidated, and everything in them is dilapidated, as if hundreds of years have passed.

The original pedestrians turned into corpses, all of them were swallowed by the darkness.

All the prosperity came to an end, leaving only a bleak scene.

"help me."

In the darkness, a hazy voice suddenly sounded.

At the beginning, the voice seemed very weak, but as time passed, it became more and more clear, and it rang directly in Yatimu's ear.

"save you?"

Yatimu frowned and subconsciously looked in front of him.

I saw that in that direction, the little girl who was crying bitterly before had raised her head at some point.

Her eyes became scarlet, and she was still crying, but at some point, her face was covered with blood.

Holding her mother's corpse, she looked at Yatimu head-on, and what was revealed in those eyes was clearly pleading.

boom!
The next moment, the surrounding darkness hit, covering everything within.

Yatim opened his eyes abruptly.

A familiar scene unfolded before his eyes.

He is still in that park at the moment, sitting on a bench.

The street lamps all around emit a faint light, illuminating the surrounding scenery.

Yatim breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is it just a dream?"

The thought flashed through his mind.

Subconsciously touched his back, only then did he realize that his back was already wet with cold sweat.

Yatimu couldn't help thinking.

He was sure that he was definitely affected by some kind of power just now, that's why he dreamed of such a scene.

Someone is calling him for help through a dream
But who is this person who called to him for help?
This thought flashed in Yatim's mind.

The scene in the previous dream is still in his mind, and the memory is quite clear, just like the scene he has personally experienced, and even a little bit of detail can be remembered quite clearly.

Finally, the figure of the little girl emerged in Yatimu's mind.

He still remembered the figure of the little girl, and the pleading eyes.

But the girl's face was the only one he couldn't remember no matter what.

what on earth is it?

Yatim's mind was full of confusion.

And when he raised his arm, he couldn't help but froze again.

On the palm of his hand, a unique imprint appeared there.

(End of this chapter)