Trying to pretend to be human today

Chapter 17 Lucid Dreaming

Do monsters dream?In theory, it should not.

But today seems a little different.

His consciousness was dragged into a red world, his head sank drowsily, and the muddy ground caught his limbs, pulling him down.

Baisu woke up in such a process.

The slowly pulsating blood-red floor suddenly bulged, and his arm was pulled away from the sinking state. He subconsciously stretched out his hand and pressed it, and the hand was sticky.

This is a lucid dream.

Baisu quickly figured it out.

He regained control over his body, pressed his hands against the sticky ground, and pulled out his limbs.

Yes, the flesh in the distance is undulating, rhythmically undulating, as if breathing.

Baisu stood up, and then he swayed twice as if he couldn't stand still.

I want to vomit, I really want to vomit...

Ever since he woke up and realized that he was dreaming, his senses returned together, and the disgusting smell he found during the daytime cleaning at home multiplied and enveloped him, making him constantly nauseated.

The maker of the dream didn't know what Baisu was thinking, and the owner of this piece of flesh and blood didn't know what Baisu wanted to do either.

The mountain and the distant meat mountain hummed, and they made a long and long-lasting cry.

Then the flesh and blood rolled up, like waves, setting off waves several meters high, red lines looming on the surface, outlining complicated patterns.

Baisu raised his head when he heard the voice, and the familiar curve came into view.

The arcs are layered on top of each other, making people dizzy.

Baisu couldn't hold back, and coughed dryly.

"Cough cough cough."

The surging flesh and blood stopped suddenly, all the ups and downs of breathing came to a halt, something fell from the tip of the high-hanging waves, and a round eyeball rolled to Baisu's feet.

The long and narrow pupils are covered with bloodshot eyes, and they line up with the black eyes.

The next moment, the Wall of Flesh retreated a hundred meters away in an instant as if seeing a flood of beasts.

The roar of the main body like a mountain in the distance reappeared, but this time it made people feel a little sad.

Afterwards, outsiders were kicked out of this world of blood and flesh.

……

Baisu's sleep quality has always been very good.

But today he felt that he didn't get enough sleep, and he still yawned until the sun was up.

Did he dream last night?No, he can't dream.

Yawning sleepily, Baisu heard some noise outside.

Many people gathered downstairs.

He supported the sink, looked down from the kitchen window, and found that a cordon was drawn around the trash can not far away, and the residents of the community were isolated from the cordon.

Although the police have tried their best to persuade the crowd to leave, the desire to eat melons cannot be stopped.

Baisu pricked up his ears, and listened to the whispers of the residents in the neighborhood while eating breakfast.

"It's dead."

"It's so scary. Xiao Qi came out to clean up early in the morning. Suddenly, he saw a pair of legs standing upright in the trash can. When he got closer, he was still in the upside-down position."

"Yeah, I also heard from Xiao Qi that he wanted to drag him out, but when he tried to drag him out, he was icy cold and still frozen, so he was so scared that he rushed to call the police."

"Xiao Qi...oh, Xiao Qi is still sitting there, get him a cup of hot water."

Aunts and grandmas are always at the forefront of gossip. After handing witnesses water, they inquired about more details.

"Those who drowned are drowned, do you know that?"

"Huh? What happened?"

"The person just vomited before he fell into it, and then he was drunk and couldn't stand still, so he poured it in, and it happened to be in his own vomit, that's it... hey, maybe he was drunk and fainted and didn't have much consciousness, listen Didn't say it was a struggle."

"Hey, it's so pitiful."

Amidst the chatter of the old ladies, the identity of the deceased was also asked.

The deceased lived alone in the building next door. He was busy with work and socializing a lot on weekdays, and often came back only drunk.

He is also a bit irritable, and usually swears at people when he meets him. He is not very popular, but it is embarrassing to die unexpectedly like this.

Baisu knew what happened when he heard it upstairs, but he just heard it, and the death of ordinary human beings had nothing to do with him.

I had breakfast and started a short live broadcast. During the broadcast, there were bullet screens and Baisu responded that he heard the siren and asked him what was going on.

"Wait a minute, I'll take a look."

Baisu temporarily left the front of the camera and came to the kitchen window. Looking out this time, he found that all the residents watching the excitement downstairs had been dispersed, more police cars were parked downstairs, and several familiar police officers got out of the cars.

Coincidentally, aren't these the people who knocked on his door that night?
Swallowing the bread in his mouth, Baisu tried his best to look out.

The garbage room downstairs has a very long cordon along the five-meter boundary, and the residents can't get close, so they can only poke their heads from upstairs like Baisu.

The body of the deceased had been transported away. Several people in uniform browsed through the line, went to the trash can where the body was found, and began to search for it.

They emptied half of the trash can before they finally found something. The team member gestured backwards again and again.

A person carrying a bag walked up behind him, and carefully packed the things that his companions dug out.

Most of the things in the trash can are wrapped in black trash bags, and there is nothing to see from a height.

Baisu looked down, and then met a man who was looking around.

The inch-cut man saw him, his eyes lit up, and he waved to him.

Baisu nodded in response, then withdrew her head.

been seen.

Feeling a bit troublesome to find the door, Baisu turned back and apologized to the audience who were still waiting for him to continue the live broadcast.

"Something is about to be broadcast, let's broadcast it next time."

[Is it too sudden? ?It hasn't been long since it started! ]
[Xiaobai just ate the third bread. ]
[Then when will it start broadcasting next time?At least put a preview! ! ]
Baisu said yes, and it's up to him whether to let him go or not.

His live broadcast focuses on randomness and chance. It is no wonder that he has few fans. All that can stay are true love.

He had just put away the live broadcast equipment and was about to continue eating breakfast when someone knocked on the door.

The familiar thud sound was very polite, as if he knew someone was in the room, and the visitor stood there without leaving.

Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Baisu had no choice but to walk over and open the door.

Pushing the door outward, a sunny and enthusiastic smiling face appeared there.

The little brother with an inch in his casual clothes stood at the door, waving his hand at people.

"What a coincidence, I'm here to do a return visit."

"you do not mind?"

(End of this chapter)