death row

Chapter 38 Strange Dreams

When we got to the mountain pass, Ma Wen said, "That's it, you guys go away." Although it was only a few steps, he was panting and sweating profusely, and the alcohol had completely burned his body. After saying goodbye, we walked along the stone Ladders are built to go up the mountain.

"Who do you think the village chief and Ma Wen should believe?" Gou Changqing said.

"Of course it belongs to the village chief. Marvin's brain may have been burnt out by alcohol," I said.

"But he is not crazy after all, if he really sees something strange, he should say it."

"Captain, you don't believe what a drunkard says. There are three kinds of people in this world whose mouths are worse than their asses. The first is poisonous bugs, the second is gamblers, and the third is rotten alcoholics. What they say is the real nonsense." I said.

Maybe he really couldn't think of the reason why Ma Wen was more reliable than the village chief. Gou Changqing didn't continue to refute, and continued to go up the mountain. When he reached a place halfway up the mountain, he looked around and said, "Let's go here first for now, Discuss the details of the search and rescue personnel, this mountain is not for people to enter and exit casually, you have to set up a detailed action plan and at least two backup plans."

So Lu Yufan and I set up a tent, the little six buried pots for cooking, and Gou Changqing set up a drawing board to record the search and rescue plan. When it was dark after we were busy, we got dead branches and lit a fire. We sat around the drawing board, and Gou Changqing drew He drew the outline of a mountain and said: "For example, this is Huanglong Mountain. We entered from the west, which is probably at this location, while the three missing persons entered from the north. We have to go in this direction tomorrow. Do you have any plans for the action route?" No one objected?"

"No." I said first, and suddenly felt my mind go berserk, as if it was the rhythm of going to sleep.

In any case, we have to wait until the meeting is over. If we hold on for a while, we must hold on.Thinking of this, I rubbed my eyes vigorously with my hands, but when I opened them again, I was surprised to find that everything around me had changed.

I am not in Huanglong Mountain at the moment, but in a depression surrounded by a huge canyon, and I am not a death row prisoner, but I have become a warrior on horseback. People with high noses and deep eyes look like Middle Easterners or Europeans. Everyone holds their curved swords high in their hands. There are so many people that they can’t see the head and tail. God knows how many people there are. The dazzling blade will be the battlefield in the daytime. It shines like a silver-plated world, and the sound of horses snorting comes to my ears from time to time.

But in front of us was an empty desert. There was no wool, only a pile of yellow sand buried to the sky. Could it be that a group of ancient foreigners were conducting "military exercises".

Thinking of this, I can't help but feel strange. It is said that dreaming is unconscious and thoughtless, but why is my consciousness so clear?Did you even know you were dreaming?Before I could figure it out, there was a loud sound of beards in my ears, and a burst of loud voices erupted from the originally silent knight team. The knights began to wave their swords above their heads continuously, and their mouths sounded like primitive Indians. There was a cry of "ah woo woo" when people were hunting, and then there was a sudden shock in my crotch, and the horse rushed forward.

Not only me, but all the knights in the battle formation rode their horses forward, rushing towards the boundless desert.

Acting with tens of thousands of cavalry is still very exciting. I just feel that the ground is trembling, and the horseshoes are like thunder, and the roar is heard. Since I am in the first row of the stormtroopers, I have a wide field of vision. Seeing countless holes appear on the ground in the long yellow sand, as if something is about to drill out from the lower layer of the yellow sand.

I said that this matter is not so simple. How can anyone practice charging against the air? I saw huge wolf heads and bear heads emerging from the sand. Compared with the ancestors of Wrath, they are just There is a layer of scales missing, but there is an extra weapon similar to the death sickle in his hand.

Fuck me, this is the rhythm of suicide.I immediately wanted to turn the horse's head around, but then I realized that my body was out of my control in the dream. Not only did I not slow down at all, but I jumped on the horse and raised the rein to urge the horse to charge forward at a faster speed.

Frightened, I suddenly thought of something, did I encounter the orc army created by the alien civilization?But their opponents should be Desi and Nabi people, how did they become ordinary people like us?Isn't this pure death?
After these orcs came out from the ground, they ran towards us holding their sickles. The armies of the two sides rushed into a pile in an instant, and a group of people turned their backs. Countless seemingly powerful orc legions were chopped off by knights, and more knights also People who were beaten by these powerful creatures turned their backs, and blood shot everywhere on the battlefield in an instant. This is the cruelty of cold weapon wars, and it is even more shocking than the war scenes in the era of hot weapons.

I don't know who I'm attached to. Anyway, this dude is so brave. He drove his steed and beheaded four or five wolf-headed warriors. I even felt that blood was splashed in my eyes. , the battle became more intense and bloody.

There was another strange screaming sound in the air. Following the sound, one can see a group of "angels" with silvery white wings flying densely in the sky. Claw toes.

Seeing the knights of the "angel army", they panicked immediately. Many people took off the bows and crossbows they carried on their backs and shot arrows at them, but the shooting time was too hasty, and only a few of them hit the arrows, and this group of "birdmen" flew into the sky above the crowd However, they used whipping, claws, etc. to injure the knights. Under the pincer attack of the two sides, our side was defeated immediately. The horse under my crotch seemed to have a premonition of the coming of failure, so it stopped listening to my command and kept spinning around in place. Although I I was sweating profusely, but I couldn't control it at all. Just as the battle situation was moving in a direction that was out of control, a sharp claw suddenly grabbed my face.

I seemed to smell a smell of Hong Kong feet, and I woke up immediately after being frightened, but found that the three of them were surrounded in front of me, and Gou Changqing was about to give me artificial respiration, so I quickly pushed him away, subconsciously said: "You thought you were FBB."

"Who am I?" He didn't quite understand.

I immediately realized that I was speechless, and turned to ask: "Did you post it just now, did we kiss?"

"What are you thinking? I see that you fainted and cramped and were about to give you artificial respiration. I didn't expect you to wake up again. Do you think I am willing?" Gou Changqing said righteously.

I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead vigorously, and felt that this matter was more terrifying than what I encountered in my dream. Fortunately, I "woke up" at the moment he was about to "kiss".

But what happened to the scene in the dream just now?Why do I have a dream like watching a 3D special effects movie, and the plot is still a Hollywood blockbuster?
After I sat up, I realized that my chest was covered with blood. Of course, it was not because of "fighting" but my nosebleed.

"Second, who did you dream about just now? Akiho Yoshisha? Sora Aoi? Or Muto Lan? So many nosebleeds?" Lu Yufan laughed.

"Fuck you, I'm not as worthless as you are." I shot back at him.

"What else can a man's nosebleed be caused besides being suppressed? Don't justify yourself, we all understand you." Lu Yufan became more and more complacent as he talked and laughed, unaware that blood was also flowing from his two nostrils.

Gou Changqing calmly said to him: "Third brother, don't talk, just lie down first."

"Why? I don't need to rest. Could it be that I have a nosebleed like him?" He smiled and touched his nose for a look, then rolled his eyes and passed out.

I was startled and was about to go to Gou Changqing, but Gou Changqing stopped me and said: "Don't move around, his state is exactly the same as yours before." After that, he hurriedly took out his notebook from his pocket.

Before I could ask him what he wanted to record, Lu Yufan suddenly raised his hand and said, "Laku, Pyreneus, Altu." Gou Changqing hurriedly recorded these words that no one could understand in Chinese homophony.

But I vaguely remember listening to those knights in my dream, which seems to be pronounced like this.

(End of this chapter)