[69 Book Bar - www.] My son is my mother’s favorite, and even though I was scolded, my mother still stewed a native chicken for me after I took a shower to ward off the cold and relieve my shock. I ate the chicken with big mouthfuls, and I felt so bad.

Fragrant, you have to know that in this era, most people are only willing to kill chickens to eat during the Chinese New Year. After nibbling the chicken feet, I burped with satisfaction, and then went back to the room to sleep. I didn’t sleep all night, and I struggled with life and death several times.

On the edge, I was really tired from all the hard work. I didn't tell my parents about the weird things I encountered because I didn't want them to worry. I closed my eyes heavily and fell asleep immediately.

I had a long dream, which seemed to be replaying our encounter this time. I found myself falling into the grave pit again. The bloody corpse broke free from the chains and chased us all over the ground. He was still talking.

He said he died unjustly, and then I saw a shovel blowing his head off. It turned out that grandpa saved us. There were several adults beside him, and they dragged us out of the grave.

, just when I was about to climb out of the tomb, a strange stem with a suction cup suddenly appeared in the tomb. My feet were sucked, and my whole body sank little by little. I wanted to scream.

, but no sound came out of my throat. I felt so tight in my chest that the whole world gradually turned black, and finally turned into blood red.

I struggled to wake up from my dream. It was already evening outside, and the clouds in the sky seemed to be lined with a layer of gold, extending into the endless distance.

I had a severe headache and my whole body was soaked with cold sweat. I wanted to stand up, but found that I didn’t have any strength. Am I sick?

My mother opened the door and came in to ask me to have dinner, "How come you baby is sleeping so deeply? It's already sunset and you're still sleeping!"

My whole body was so sore that I said I didn’t want to eat.

My mother became nervous, walked up to me in a few steps, reached out and touched my forehead, "Do you have a fever?"

I shook my groggy head and said, "I just don't have any strength."

My mother said to go see a doctor in the town, and I said no, just lie down and it will be fine. Then I continued to lie down, and soon I fell asleep again, and it was that long and terrifying dream again, with the beating blood.

The shadows of corpses and cannibal graves were played repeatedly in my mind, and I woke up with a splitting headache. Outside the window was a cold moon, and the moonlight shone in from the window lattice, and it was pale, which reminded me of Li Bai's "

"Quiet Night Thoughts": There is bright moonlight in front of the window, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. But I am not in the mood of Li Bai to appreciate the bright moon. I feel burning pain all over my body, like something is constantly gnawing at my skin, and the pain makes me sweat. I
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