I don't have any extravagant expectations now, I just want to send the little pitiful out first and keep her safe. However, Huangquan's corpse scavenger never showed up, and across such a heavy iron fence, I couldn't send her out.
My spirit is getting worse and worse, which leads to a more grumpy temper. Every time Jiao Ren came, he dared not speak at all, and left after dinner.
Gradually, I started to be in a trance, sometimes sitting and lying down, I could just nap and fall asleep. Little poor doesn't know what's wrong with me. He looks at me from time to time, and then carefully says to me: "Brother, are you sick... Last time, a grandfather said... My blood can cure the disease..." "
"I'm not sick, don't think too much about it."
I said so, but in this state, I don't know how long I can hold on.
About three or four days later, after barely eating two bites, my spirits became worse. Leaning on a corner of the cave, I quickly fell asleep.
I didn't sleep well, as if I was half asleep and half awake. After a while, I vaguely felt that someone seemed to be looking at me.
When I opened my eyes, I was shocked. I saw the faint shadow beside me, like a person, squatting on the ground, staring at me intently.
I fought a cold war cleverly and hurriedly sat up. The faint shadow was like a ghost, and disappeared in a hurry.
"Brother..." Little poor was standing at the table next to her. Seeing that I suddenly woke up from my sleep, she thought something had happened again.
"Why don't you sleep?" I sighed, puzzled and surprised. The faint shadow seemed to be driven away, ghosts floating around the cave. Normally, I was just suffering. You can only see it when you are suffering.
But now, it appears more and more frequently.
This is not a good sign, I don't know what this shadow is, and my mind is messed up, and I have lost my usual resilience.
I have felt a serious threat, and my heart is not at ease. However, I can't think of a little way to alleviate the current predicament.
When Jiao Ren came to deliver the meal again, I didn't lose my temper with him. I just asked him in a low voice if I had seen Po Yun and Huangquan's corpse hunter in the past two days.
"Pama Yun, it seems to have left." Jiao Ren said in a low voice, "I don't know, either, it's all from others."
Po Yun is mainly working outside. She doesn't come here many times, and she stays for a short time. She leaves after a short stay. Jiao Ren usually only does some chores, and he can't see Huangquan corpse collectors.
I am very helpless. Now Jiao Ren is the only outsider I can see, but I don't know if I ask three questions. Maybe it's not that he doesn't want to tell me, but he really doesn't know.
"Okay." I nodded and said, "If you have any news, tell me."
"Yeah." Jiao Ren looked around, put away the empty rice bowl left last time, and left in a hurry.
The rice delivered this time had a bowl of soup. The soup was very clear. When I brought the soup to Poor, I accidentally saw my vague reflection.
Seeing my shadow, I was slightly surprised. I haven't been locked up in this place for a long time, it's only been a month or so. However, in the past month, I seem to have changed a lot.
I have lost a lot of weight, my eye sockets are sunken, my eye circles are slightly darkened, and my cheeks are completely collapsed
went. It looks like that, don't talk about others, even I don't dare to recognize myself.
I smiled bitterly in my heart, and when I fell to this point, I really felt a little bit worse than life.
At this moment, I suddenly felt very bitter and unspeakable. I kind of want to give up, because people have suffered more than once in a lifetime.
Life has a long road, decades of time, short and short, long and long. Every little bit, you have to taste it yourself, whether it is bitter or sweet.
I dare not imagine that if my life has been filled with such suffering and suffering, then what is the point of surviving.
It may be this time that I suddenly understood the words that the fake master had brought me before the master was dying.
He didn't feel terrible when he died. On the contrary, there was a kind of relief-like ease. As long as he died, he didn't have to bear anything, and he didn't have to bear anything.
When it came time to deliver the food, I found that the person who delivered the food was not Jiao Ren, but a new face. This person was about 30 years old. He put down the food, said nothing, and turned around.
I wanted to call him to ask, but when the words came to my lips, I immediately understood. Jiao Ren has not dared to speak during this period of time, which is why he talked with me a few words today.
After he returned, he must have been punished, and another person came to bring me food.
What does this show? This shows that the Huangquan corpse hunter wants to completely isolate me from the outside world and prevent me from hearing any news.
The feeling in my heart was really uncomfortable and resentful, and the complicated emotions constantly impacted my mind, making me involuntarily dizzy, just like having committed some illness, and I couldn't breathe.
The food delivery person left in a hurry, and I didn't call him again. I just asked Xiaopoi to come over for dinner. I could hardly eat anything. I could only drink a few sips of water. Xiaopoi looked very anxious, but I couldn't help but she couldn't help it.
After this meal, Little Poor went to sleep. I counted the time, and it was the time when He Shangqu was about to arrive. I gritted my teeth, intending to hold on.
Sure enough, He Shang tune reached my ears not long after it appeared. When this tune appeared, it seemed to come from all directions. Even if I blocked my ears, the tune was still pervasive.
This time, I obviously feel a little different, the pitch of He Shangqu seems to be a bit louder. The music in the past was just like a stream of water, but today's music is like the waves.
Suddenly, I was in a mess, and I crooked and fell to the ground.
I have endured this kind of experience many times during this period, and the feelings are almost the same every time. But this time, it was obviously different. When I fell, my body shook, and it seemed to be cold.
My vision is as vague as before, but this time I can see that not long after I fell, the dark shadow, I don’t know where it came from, is spinning back and forth beside my body. .
The feeling that this dark shadow brings to me has always been eerie and terrible, and even though it has reached the point of insanity, this feeling still exists.
I sat up forcibly, the black shadow did not retreat this time, it just hid farther.
At this time, He Shangqu’s voice seemed to be a little louder, and my head dizzy, gritted my teeth fiercely, and barely stood up.
Come.
I walked towards the group of shadows step by step, I wanted to see what this group of shadows really was.
At this moment, every time I took a step, I seemed to exhaust all the strength of my body, and there seemed to be a huge boulder pressing on my shoulders.
"Have you forgotten? Dig out your spiritual roots, so you don't have to suffer such torture..."
At this moment, between the faint Heshang song in the ear, another sound seemed to float. That voice is neither overcast nor overwhelming, but soft.
I looked back, but there was no one, and my gaze immediately fell on the wavy black shadow.
"Don't look, who else is there except me?"
The group of shadows shook, and I felt that the sound really seemed to be coming from the shadows. But I'm not sure, I'm confused and can't distinguish clearly.
"Who are you?"
"Ask me?" The soft voice seemed to smile and said, "I am Bao Shisan."
"Fart..." I don't have any good impression of this group of dark shadows, and it seems to appear specially when I am confused, making me anxious and annoying.
"If you fart, you will know in the future." The voice turned off the subject and said, "Have you seen it? Linggen is sleeping. This is a spiritual root that hasn't been seen for many years. Just dig out her heart. You don’t have to suffer like this anymore."
"Fuck..." As soon as I heard Sombra's words, my previous worries seemed to be finally confirmed. This group of black images is directed at Little Poor.
Little poor was not awakened, but still asleep. I tried my best to crawl to the bed little by little to block the little poor.
"Don't be so stiff." The shadow swayed to the front and said: "You suffer yourself, but you still have to protect others? Do you want to become an immortal and become a Buddha?"
"Get out of here!" I pressed my throat, but felt more and more panic. At this time, it's a little surprised that I look like this. Can I still protect the little poor
"Don't pretend to be a good person. Everything in this world is fake. Only if you live is true." The shadow smiled again, his body slowly changing in front of him, like a cloud of erratic cloud: " If you die, can you still control others? You are still young and will grow in the days to come, you have to live."
"No need to teach me, get out of here!"
I don't want to listen to the black shadows talking nonsense. However, after I scolded him, the tune of He Shang tune suddenly changed. The tune was still the original tune, and there seemed to be a slight change in it.
He Shangqu fell into my ears, and I was like five thunders, and rolled around on the ground. I was about to lose all my sobriety.
I could feel that the black shadow was constantly approaching me. At first, I still had the strength to crawl a little bit, but after that, I didn't even have the chance to crawl.
"Am I wrong?" The shadow said while erratic, "You care about the lives of others, and others will care about your lives? You need a heart with spiritual roots to save yourself, and a heart without spiritual roots, even if you let you How many days can you stay alive like this?"
I lay on the ground, gasping for two breaths, a chill suddenly appeared in my heart.
This chill was not because there was an accident, but I suddenly felt that I couldn't even control my own heart, and the words of the black shadow actually made me a little tempted.
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