I leaned against the bed, and the cold sweat kept coming out and then formed streams and slowly flowed down. I didn't have to look in the mirror. I knew that I must be very scary now. I looked up at the clock on the wall. It was two o'clock in the morning again. I buried my head and grabbed my hair hard, gasping for breath, as if this would make me feel better. I felt like I was going crazy.

After walking out of Fengmen Village, I did not go to Fengmen Village in Henan. I originally thought that I could find the secrets of Fengmen Village, and then I could find my own memories and slowly figure out my life experience. But now it is completely unnecessary. I know a lot of answers to questions that I have never understood before, but at the same time I have come into contact with more things that I don’t understand. The most important thing is that I know that the most important thing I want to do now is to live.

The man in black told me that there were many people dealing with me. Although I didn't know why these people didn't stab me directly, I didn't doubt what he said, because apart from Leng Yue and Xiao Yang he arranged, there were many people around me who appeared inexplicably, such as Yang Zijiang. When he was in Fengmen Village, Henan, the exit was blocked. Now I think about it, maybe it was the things that other people hiding behind me did for the purpose they didn't want me to know.

After the man in black left Fengmen Village, he never appeared in my life again. Xiao Yang and Leng Yue were gone. Of course, I actually felt a little strange. Xiao Yang, who died in the basement, should be the clone of the fool Xiao Yang. The fool Xiao Yang was once taken away by Chu Jiangshan. The conversation between the man in black also confirmed that he and Chu Jiangshan actually knew each other, and Chu Jiangshan seemed to play a great role in this plan. However, it can be found from the conversation between Xiao Rui and the man in black that there seems to be a big conflict between them. Sometimes I wonder, would Chu Jiangshan also want to deal with me?

Because of this reason, after leaving Fengmen Village, I came to the place where Scar Girl told me, wanting to see if I could find clues related to Chu Jiangshan. After all, even if there are really other people to deal with me, I have not yet come into contact with them. Chu Jiangshan is a person who has appeared in my life and has always influenced my actions tangibly and intangiblely. I can't keep being passive like this. Since there is no way out, it's better to take the initiative. So I came to the place where Scar Girl told me, and then strange things began to appear on me, one of which was that I began to dream constantly.

In my dream, I am not alone, but a dog. "I" keep running on the mountain and in the village. It is a village I have never seen before. It can only be described as poor. Although the village is very poor, it is very large. The walls of the village are painted with red paint, just like those seen in old revolutionary movies: "Long live xxx!" "Long live the proletariat!"

"I" ran freely in the village, and from time to time you could see all kinds of strange things, and all kinds of different people, wearing thick clothes, some of them seemed to be ethnic minority clothing, just like the ones they were dressed decades ago in the movie. Some of them would take the initiative to say hello to "me" and call "me" black tiger, and some would reach out to touch "me" head. They all said something "I" couldn't understand, except for the "black tiger". The feeling was so real, and even when I woke up, I could feel that someone really touched my head just now.

Originally, it would be fine if it was just a dream, but this kind of dream was done for a month, and every day I had to experience the same thing in the dream. What's even more terrifying is that all the feelings in the dream are so clear and real. Even when I wake up, I can't waive this feeling. "I" can smell the sweat on those people and the smell of hares on the mountain. These dreams almost made me mentally collapse. Every time I was awakened, I was covered in cold sweat every time I woke up. I don't know why this happened to me. Fear gradually grew in my heart, but the strange dreams continued to do them, which made me almost crazy.

The dream tonight was even more absurd and terrifying. "I" was mate with a bitch in the dream. I woke up and felt that "I" fell in love with that bitch in a crazy way. This feeling was more real than ever before. The excitement and joy remained in my mind until now. I didn't even know if I was Mao Rui or Black Tiger now. I felt like I was going crazy.

Every time I wake up, it's two o'clock in the morning. I don't know why this happens to me. I haven't seen it before. I even rarely touch the contents of the dreams. I don't know why it turned out like this, but this state is almost driving me crazy. I leaned on the bed and looked at the darkness outside the window, thinking: Could it be that these dreams are related to that place?

The place I live now is not the location that the Scar Girl told me, because the place she said had no house for me to live in. It was a field, between Linzhang and Cizhou in Hebei. I have visited it more than once. In addition to weeds, there are more than a hundred graves. According to research, this is a group of tombs of the emperors and nobles of the Eastern Wei and Northern Qi during the Northern Dynasties. However, among the people, there is also a legend here that this is the location of the seventy-two doubtful tombs of Cao Cao.

It has long been proved that the tombs were actually not Cao Cao's tombs. Even without the excavation of archaeologists, I would not believe these. Cao Cao is not a fool. If he puts 72 tombs together, it would be better to keep one directly, otherwise even if he was digging, he would be dug up by a tomb robber. In this regard, I still believe in the mural I saw in the basement. The real tomb of Cao Cao was in another place that no one knew. Now the so-called real tombs found everywhere are the seventy-two suspicious tombs. Unfortunately, I don't recognize the two words on the mural, otherwise there might be some new discoveries.

The reason I suspect that my dream is related to this wilderness is that I have never been to other people except where I live here and where I live. Xiao Yang once said that those people want to find Cao Cao’s real tomb, so I instinctively feel that anything related to Cao Cao is mysterious. After all, he has been constantly digging ancient tombs to gather those fragments. Although this is not the place for Cao Cao’s tomb, he has lived here for a long time, but who knows whether he will really leave something mysterious?

But I really can't understand. Even if Cao Cao really has something like fragments, why do those fragments appear in my mind? This is more than 40 years ago. If I had happened more than 1,800 years ago, I wouldn't be surprised.

I couldn't figure it out, and now I can't sleep anymore. I got up and took a shower and washed my sweat. Calculated the time, and it was time to go to the field again to see it. When I talked about this, I couldn't help but get angry because I went to the village that the scarred girl said several times. I even brought the fragment that Xiao Rui left for me. I survived the night there, but I still found nothing. I suspected that I might have been deceived by her. This time I was going to bring enough equipment and stay there for a few more days. If I couldn't find any clues, I had to give up and find a new solution.

I sat at the desk and took out the notebook from the drawer. Since I learned the secret of the clone formed, I began to keep diaries every day, because I was afraid that I would be amnesia again or become a clone again by someone hiding in the dark. As long as I had these diaries, if something really happened, I could still find some memories from the beginning. Therefore, the content of these diaries is very trivial and trivial, but I insisted on recording because memories were originally composed of many small pictures.

The diary on each page records the same dream, and today is no exception, but there is an extra "human and beast blockbuster". After recording today's diary, I looked at Zhongli on the wall and didn't have much time to go to dawn. So I simply locked the door, put on my backpack, rode my bicycle to the field. Anyway, the light outside can barely see the road clearly, so I just thought it was a good exercise.

It takes about forty-five minutes to ride a bicycle to that field from where I live. This is the data I obtained from many round trips. After riding for about half an hour, the sky has begun to brighten. I know that if I ride for another five minutes, I can see the first grave. Then I have to park my bicycle on the side of the road and walk in because there are too many weeds and I can't ride it.

I soon arrived at the first grave. I saw a white dress rising and falling on the grave among the weeds from afar. I thought, no one was fighting in the wilderness, but I really knew how to choose places and tasted so strong. The reason I didn’t think this was a tomb robber because these places had been excavated long ago and there were no too expensive cultural relics. Because they had been looted by tomb robbers from unknown dynasties many years ago, let alone during the day now, how could such a thief dare to do these things openly? As for ghosts, I never doubted them at all. After experiencing so much, I no longer feared things like ghosts.

I don’t know if it was because of the dream today. I didn’t like to disturb others’ “happiness”, but I looked at the white figure with a rare glance. What was beyond my expectations was that I was not fighting in the field as I imagined, but digging graves with a shovel. It seemed that I had dug a little deeper, so I could only see a piece of clothing rising and falling from a distance.

I couldn't help but feel funny, thinking that there was no tomb robber at this time, but if I were not to rob the tomb, I really couldn't think of what I was doing. If I moved the tomb to my ancestors, it would never be so simple, let alone the ancient tombs that have been passed down for thousands of years. Who knows if it was passed down by descendants?

I took a look and the man didn't notice it. He was still shoveling the soil with all his efforts. I couldn't help it. He said, "Brother, robbing tombs is illegal!"

The man heard my voice and stopped the movements in his hand. He looked back at me. When he saw his appearance, I was startled and shouted: "Prince Hua?!"

This person is the little old man I saw in Fengmen Village, Henan. Wang Zihua, who was later killed by Yang Zijiang but his body mysteriously disappeared.

I rushed to him with a spoof. Wang Zihua seemed to no longer recognize me. He looked at me and said, "I'm not robbing the tomb."

I originally wanted to ask him what was going on. Although I thought he might have been resurrected after his death, I still couldn't be sure if he hadn't asked him. What's more, I also wanted to know how he left Fengmen Village and came here that day. I don't think it was a coincidence to meet him here.

But when I heard him say this, I immediately changed my mind and asked, "What are you doing?"

Wang Zihua looked around, then lowered his voice and said, "I'm looking for someone."

I felt aroused and asked, "Who are you looking for? Where are they?"

Wang Zihua smiled and looked mysterious, saying, "They live underground."
Chapter completed!