Probably because I was so dazed on the ship that I didn't sleep well, I felt really tired and my back ached.

Song Xiaoniu fell on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

In the dream, there was a whistling sound in the ears, and the front was blurry, as if the vision was blocked by clouds.

The sound of the wind got louder and louder, blowing his hair against his face and causing burning pain. By the time he realized that he had fallen rapidly, his body had broken through the clouds.

Looking down from a high altitude, there is a vast ocean below.

"It's broken. Where is this? Why is there a flood again?!"

While he was guessing, Song Xiaoniu felt that he was falling faster and faster. The wind blew so hard that he couldn't open his eyes. He could only see a blurry shadow in front of him. He wanted to stop but couldn't stop.

"ah…"

Then he fell headlong into the river.

Great fear enveloped him.

He was good at water, so he waved his arms vigorously and stared hard at the water with his legs, but no matter how hard he tried, he kept sinking under the water.

The river water was wrapped in mud and poured hard into his mouth, ears and nose, and everything was pitch black.

By the time he sank to the bottom of the river, he had lost all strength and his consciousness was gradually disappearing.

In the haze, I saw many ghosts tearing apart his clothes and shoes, and some were trying to remove his arms.

Song Xiaoniu was so frightened that he wanted to shout for help, but couldn't shout a word. He wanted to break free and run away, but found that his legs didn't obey him at all. He was anxious but couldn't use the strength.

Seeing himself being torn apart and bitten by the ghosts at the bottom of the river, he knew that he probably wouldn't survive, so he gave up resistance.

…

In a daze, I heard someone calling me, "Brother! Big brother!!"

He followed the direction of the voice and tried to open his eyes, and saw a picture in a daze.

A familiar and nervous face.

Taking a closer look, it turned out to be Danian, my sworn brother.

"Brother! You finally woke up. Are you having a nightmare?" Danian asked anxiously.

Song Xiaoniu took a deep breath, rubbed his eyes, and then realized that he had woken up from his dream.

Finally, he was covered in sweat, and he smiled bitterly and said: "I hope dreams are the opposite!!"

"Yes, I heard my mother say when I was little that things in dreams should not be taken seriously. I bought a big bowl of wontons and brought them back. Big brother, hurry up and eat them."

Gu Zhunian complied and brought over the bowl of still-warm wontons placed at the door.

The aroma of chopped green onion and lard immediately aroused the roundworms in Song Xiaoniu's stomach. He took a deep breath and said with a smile: "Well, it smells really good."

As he said that, he picked up the chopsticks and started to pick up the wontons and stuff them into his mouth.

After a while, a large bowl of wontons was swallowed into his stomach. He raised his hand and wiped his mouth, and then he felt much better.

He sat on the edge of the bed and calmed down for a while, then slowly stood up and walked back and forth in the room, "I want to take a bath, I'm covered in sweat."

Gu Zhunian has been working as a guard for more than a year. When he goes to a strange place, he first observes the surrounding environment.

As he entered and exited just now, he glanced around the inn and roughly understood the layout of the facilities inside.

"Brother, our room doesn't have a bathroom. We have to take a bath in the big bath downstairs."

A public bathhouse.

Song Xiaoniu didn't care about this. He pointed at the baggage and said, "Take out my clean clothes and take a shower first."

"Well, brother, you go and wash it. I'll guard the luggage in the room."

Song Xiaoniu nodded, holding a change of clothes under his arm, and walked slowly from the second floor to the large bathhouse on the first floor.

When I walked through the front hall, I saw from the door that the sky was just getting light outside.

Damn it, I didn't sleep for long just now, I just took a nap.

At this time, there were passengers going through the check-out procedures at the front desk, and there were a few people having breakfast in the canteen next to it. Occasionally, there were a few familiar cart bells ringing outside the door, which seemed to be no different from those in Hangzhou.

Following the dilapidated signs on the wall, Song Xiaoniu discovered the large bathhouse on the far left side of the first floor.

There is no door in the big bathhouse, but a large burlap quilt is hung as a door curtain to cover the figures inside.

Everywhere you could see on the quilt were filled with unknown black things, which made you sick to look at.

Although Song Xiaoniu was born in a rural area in Huaibei, he had no problem enduring hardship, but in the past few years, he had learned to pay attention to hygiene with his eldest son.

He stretched out two thick fingers, carefully pinched a corner of the quilt like blue fingers, opened a hole, and then quickly dug in.

When I opened my eyes and took a look inside, I felt a chill in my heart. It was some kind of big bathhouse here or there. It was just a pool in the middle, with large wooden barrels placed around it, and a ladle in it. I just washed myself.

There were bursts of water mist in the square space, and several half-lit figures were shaking in the haze. Someone was already taking a bath.

The water scooped out flows down the body and splashes on the ground, making a "pop..." sound.

The bathroom was filled with heat and there was no light. Only a little light leaked in from the air outlet on the wall.

Song Xiaoniu quickly took off his clothes on the long bench outside, and put them together with clean underwear on the wide bench. Then he squatted down by the bathtub, used a wooden basin to bring half a basin of hot water into the hot water pool, and poured water into it.

A ladle poured water on the naked body.

While soaking in the water, he followed the sound and vaguely saw a few skinny men scooping water and pouring it on themselves.

The hot water drenched his whole body, making him feel comfortable. He held the water in his hands and washed his face. Only then did he clearly see the two skinny men closest to him, looking towards him.

Damn, they're all men, what's the difference?

"Brother, where did you come from?" one of the skinny men asked.

"Hangzhou Mansion!" Song Xiaoniu replied casually.

When he heard that he was from the city of Zhejiang Province, the skinny man was immediately surprised, "You are from the city of Zhejiang Province, how come you live in such a crappy place?"

"Huh? Is there anything special about where to live here?" Song Xiaoniu ate and asked doubtfully.

When the two skinny men saw that Song Xiaoniu didn't understand this, they couldn't help but laugh, making the latter look confused.

The skinny man smiled and said: "Brother, it's not easy to go out on errands. No matter what, you have to find a woman to be happy, right?"

Sigh... So that's what I'm talking about. Or are you talking about the rules of the world?

Song Xiaosheng was very disdainful. He smiled silently and asked:

"Just this matter, what does it have to do with where you live?"

The skinny man laughed "Eh...", then moved a few steps closer to Song Xiaoniu and further explained:

"This is a big deal. We are at a river dock here, and most of them are low-class inns. If you want to be happy, you have to go out and look for them yourself. You may not be able to find clean ones."
Chapter completed!