The chessboard is almost transparent, and the chess pieces are as cold and smooth as jade. When the breeze blows, the leaves above your head are rustling.
Si Ye saw that he was holding a black chess piece in his hand and when he placed it on the chessboard, he was actually wearing a wide-sleeved gown. The gown was soft and soft, and the whole body seemed to be covered with golden light, giving off a soft luster.
Just as he was wondering, he saw an extra hand appearing in front of him and placing a white piece on the chessboard.
The fingers are extremely long and fair, almost blending in with the white shirt that half covers the back of the hand, but they are really pretty.
Si Ye looked up.
Sitting opposite him was a man, wearing a white shirt covered with a layer of fine gauze. There was light in the gauze, but it was not clear, just like the light of fireflies looming in his clothes.
The hair is very long and spread down like ink.
But he couldn't see his appearance clearly. His face was shrouded in golden light, but he could vaguely see the outline of his face, which looked like an extremely handsome man.
Si Ye felt that his hair was also long. When he took a look at it, he saw that it was almost hanging down to his waist. But it was not black hair, but very light, like... bluish white?
I'm going!
Is this a copy of Xianxia?
What's going on?
The man opposite seemed to be asking him, are you giving up?
Yes, it seems.
It was obvious that the other person didn't speak, but Si Ye felt that he had spoken, and his voice was hard to describe, as it seemed far away.
How could he admit defeat? He was just kidding.
Even if he doesn't know how to play chess, he still has to bite the bullet and play.
I don’t know where this inexplicable competitiveness comes from.
But with this thought in his mind, he spoke out unwillingly, "Do you want me to admit defeat? That's a beautiful idea."
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he actually shocked himself.
It's not my own voice.
Although it was also a man's voice, the voice was different from his own. He felt... well, it sounded much better than his own voice.
Maybe it's because you always feel that your own voice doesn't sound good to you?
In short, this is not the point. The point is that he can actually play chess, and every move he makes is very strategic. Even if he can't understand it, he feels that the hand holding the black piece in front of him is very smart.
But wait...
Si Ye found "his" hand...
There is a pattern on the wrist. At first glance, it looks like a tattoo, but if you look closely, it's not. It just looks like it was born.
What pattern is it?
Like branches and leaves, wrapped around the wrist, the traces are very clear and faintly shining with golden light.
Si Ye subconsciously touched it, but he never thought that the moment his fingers touched his wrist, everything suddenly started to turn upside down.
He was mentally and physically unstable and gasped in shock.
But the surroundings felt like an earthquake, and everything was collapsing, except for the man opposite who was still sitting there, unmoving.
He wanted to catch the other party, but failed.
Then everything in front of me changed.
It's still the same forest.
But the sun is no longer bright, and the golden light is no longer in front of my eyes.
The sky and the earth were turbulent, and the leaves in the forest were stained with blood. Siye walked forward step by step, and with every step he took, he seemed to hear painful howls in his ears.
The sound was uninterrupted, like the sounds of many people.
The sound was like needles, piercing into his eardrums, causing pain like skin and bones. He raised his hand to cover his chest, and there was a dull pain in that place.
My wrists also hurt a lot.
He raised his hand and saw that his "own" hands were dripping with blood. He opened his wide sleeves and found that the vein-like pattern on his wrist turned red and spread like a wound.
He couldn't bear the pain and clutched his wrist. At the same time, there was huge grief and anger in his heart. It was like a fire burning in his chest that could not be suppressed or dissipated.
He shouted hysterically, and the red mark on his wrist became more and more intense.
He walked step by step deeper into the forest, his breath filled with the pungent smell of blood...
Someone is calling him.
The voice is low and deep.
Si Ye turned around and looked.
In the dense forest, there was a bright light again. And the person who called him stood in the light, his clothes were fluttering, and the ends of his long hair were gently lifted by the breeze.
Si Ye walked towards him, every step was difficult.
But as soon as I got close to him, I felt a pain in my abdomen.
He looked down and saw that the clothes on his abdomen were quickly stained red with blood. It was a sharp sword that penetrated his body...
"Siye?"
Another call came.
Si Ye suddenly opened his eyes.
My whole back was pressed against the bed, and I just felt wet because I was sweating so much.
Is it painful?
Si Ye really felt a pain in his stomach, as if the pain in his dream had continued into reality.
What's going on?
Si Ye was in a daze for a long time before he realized that he was completely awake and came out of his dream. He was still in Cheng Zhan's dormitory. Maybe it was a dream that woke Cheng Zhan up. He also woke up, raised his body and was heading towards this place.
While watching, his hand was still on Si Ye's shoulder.
It was Cheng Zhan who woke him up.
Si Ye sat up, there was sweat on his forehead, and he raised his hand to wipe it away.
Cheng Zhan also sat up and asked him, "Did you dream about them?"
Si Ye knew who he was referring to, so he shook his head and said no. For a moment, he felt his stomach still hurt, so he bent down and stretched out his hand to rub it.
It really hurts when I touch it. Isn't this a dream?
When Cheng Zhan saw this, he asked, "Are you hungry?"
Si Ye couldn't explain, and his mood was inexplicably messy. As soon as he lifted the quilt off the bed, he said, "I'm going to the bathroom."
Cheng Zhan sat there without moving, looking at Si Ye's back thoughtfully.
There is a night light on in the bathroom.
The light is unclear.
Si Ye stood in front of the mirror. He had just washed his face with cold water. He felt a little more awake and his stomach ached no longer. But the fire in his heart had not dissipated and was even getting worse.
He looked up at himself in the mirror.
His face looked ugly, and his eyes really seemed to be on fire.
Si Ye obviously felt angry.
But what are you angry about?
He reached for the towel, but when he didn't want to, his hand softened and the towel fell to the ground.
Si Ye looked at the towel on the ground in shock, and then at his own hands. What was going on?
Cheng Zhan entered the bathroom and saw this scene. He bent down to pick up the towel and asked him, "What were you dreaming about?"
Something was wrong with this person when he was dreaming, and his reaction after waking up was even more wrong.
Unexpectedly, after asking Cheng Zhan, he did not get an answer. Si Ye seemed to ignore it and lowered his eyes, looking at his hands.
Cheng Zhan hung up the towel, turned around and looked at his usual posture, suspicious. "What's wrong with your hand?" He said, reaching out to pull him.
But the next second, Si Ye reacted, and suddenly raised his hand to strangle Cheng Zhan by the neck, pressing him directly against the wall.
Quite strong.
Cheng Zhan had learned about Si Ye's usual strength, and his hands were quite strong, especially when it came to hitting people, his punches were unmistakable.
The hand on the neck was extremely strong, exceeding Siye's usual strength.
Cheng Zhan was held down tightly and couldn't breathe several times. He tried to break Si Ye's hand, but found that he couldn't break it open at all.
"A...ye!"
Cheng Zhan struggled to make a sound.
Si Ye raised his eyes at this moment, and Cheng Zhan was shocked to find that his pupils seemed to be lit with fire, faintly bright. He was staring at him as if he was staring at an enemy.
Si Ye took the opportunity and exerted another force, making the joints of his hands crackle.
Cheng Zhan's face was red from being strangled, and Si Ye gritted his teeth and said, "Go to hell!"
What's going on?
Cheng Zhan endured the suffocation, lowered his hand, and curled his fingers slightly, a faint red light glowed in his palm, and then floated between his fingers.
But just as Hexu was about to come out, the hand holding his neck suddenly loosened.
Si Ye seemed to be unable to stand for a moment, and collapsed on the ground, panting heavily and drooping his head. Cheng Zhan, on the other hand, was not well enough to think about anything. Like him, he was leaning against the wall like a puddle of mud.
There were red marks on his neck, and he was gasping for air, even choking on the air and coughing.
In the end, he collapsed on the ground.
The two of them were just like this, one leaning against the other, neither of them speaking.
After a long while, Cheng Zhan came to his senses.
Seeing that Si Ye on the opposite side was still hanging his head, he learned the lesson this time and called him first, "Aye?"
The damn boy's hands are too strong.
Cheng Zhan felt that his neck hurt whenever he spoke.
Si Ye didn't respond, just like before. Cheng Zhan didn't step forward easily, but just stretched out his foot to kick Si Ye. He didn't use much force, but heard Si Ye take a sharp breath and then raised his head.
It was like waking up from a big dream, with a confused look on his face.
Then he looked at himself, then at Cheng Zhan, and his confusion turned to astonishment——
"What is this for?"
Why are you sitting on the floor? Are you still in the bathroom?
When Cheng Zhan saw this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. It's okay, he's back to normal.
But he didn't have any strength in his body, and he was in no hurry to get up right away. He leaned there and asked Si Ye, "What happened to you just now?"
Just now?
Si Ye thought about it carefully and realized it was nothing.
He remembered that he woke up from his dream, feeling uncomfortable in his stomach and in his heart. He went to the bathroom and washed his face, and then he dropped the towel on the floor without holding it.
Thinking about it now, it was not that his hand was weak at that time, but that his wrist hurt and he failed to hold the towel.
What else happened next?
Si Ye tried his best to think, but he had no impression at all.
Seeing his appearance, Cheng Zhan understood something in his heart. He stood up and stretched out his hand towards Si Ye. Si Ye took his hand and stood up with the help of his strength.
But the next second his stomach hurt, and he frowned and groaned. Cheng Zhan asked him what was wrong, and he said, "It's okay, maybe it's just a cramp. It's fine."
He raised his eyes again and saw Cheng Zhan's neck, and was shocked, "Is this... someone strangled him?"
"Are you human?"
…
"Don't worry about whether I'm a human or not. Tell me what happened just now? Was it really me who pinched you?"
Back in bed, Si Ye couldn't sleep at all.
The main reason is that the red mark on Cheng Zhan's neck is too shocking. The obvious fingerprints are still white. He is not sure what he will be like the next day. How will he see anyone?
Cheng Zhan was not that nervous about his neck, but he didn't hide it from Si Ye. He told the story of what happened when he strangled someone just now, which made Si Ye shocked.
Still a little unconvinced, I stretched out my hand to explore Cheng Zhan's neck. Sure enough, the fingerprints matched!
Confused.
"You had a dream, but it wasn't Bai Rong and the others you dreamed about, so what were you dreaming about?" Cheng Zhan thought of how he looked when he just woke up from the nightmare, and that was when everything went wrong.
Si Ye crossed his long legs and sat there, frowning like a rag. He thought for a long time, "I dreamed of two people, one of them looked like me but was not me, and then I got hurt."
.”
As for the content of the dream, Si Ye is particularly vague when he recalls it now, and he becomes hesitant to describe it. The feeling is still there, but he can't describe it specifically.
"It seems that I was very sad and angry in the dream." He tried to describe the feeling in the dream, then looked up at Cheng Zhan and added, "But it's strange, the person in the dream is obviously not
Me."
Cheng Zhan was thoughtful and asked him again after a while, "Is there anything else?"
He believed that most people's dreams were just dreams, without any inspiration or practical significance. But Si Ye had a special physique, and his dreams were often not simple. Cheng Zhan was very convinced about this.
Therefore, every plot in his dream may become the key. Presumably this is also the reason why those who died in vain can find Si Ye. But this time it is strange, Si Ye is actually vague about the content of the dream?
Moreover, it is most likely about myself?
Sure enough, what Si Ye said next confirmed Cheng Zhan's doubts.
When remembering other contents in the dream, Si Ye answered fluently. He said, "Although I didn't dream about Bai Rong and Lin Ran, I dreamed about others, which is quite strange."
He described the situation of the seven or eight undead in the dream, especially the state when they disappeared.
Cheng Zhan thought carefully, "Disappeared suddenly?"
Si Ye nodded and hesitated a little, "Yes, it was just like when Bai Rong disappeared in front of my eyes. First, it was sudden, and second, there was a look of terror on their faces."
This is strange.
Cheng Zhan frowned and thought deeply. It was obvious that both Bai Rong and the seven or eight undead were asking for help from Si Ye...
Suddenly, an idea flashed through my mind.
Cheng Zhan raised his eyes to look at Si Ye. At the same time, Si Ye seemed to have thought of something and suddenly raised his head to meet Cheng Zhan's gaze.
"Say." Cheng Zhan said, but he had a hunch in his heart that they must have thought of getting together.
Si Ye said, "We seemed to have entered a misunderstanding before."
"Yes." Cheng Zhan nodded.
Seeing this, Si Ye knew that Cheng Zhan thought the same as him, and he felt excited in his heart. "We have been following the relationship between Bai Rong and Lin Ran during their lifetime, and even investigated the cause of Bai Rong's death. Of course, this is not the case."
It’s very important. But the reason why Bai Rong came to me was to ask for help for what happened after her death!”
Rather than seeking revenge for the grievances he had committed during his lifetime, he and Cheng Zhan were wrong in the beginning.
Cheng Zhan nodded, "Those undead souls in your dream are the same as Bai Rong. They realized that they were in danger, so they tried their best to come to you. Like Bai Rong, they even came to you in broad daylight. You can see the situation
critical."
Si Ye looked solemn.
Yes, this analysis is correct.
What really scares Bai Rong is not the passage from life to death, but the passage from death to destruction. The undead souls in his dream also had this fear.
Human beings are born and die. This is a natural law. It is normal for people to feel fear at the moment of death. However, if the soul is immortal, it will come and go.
But once the soul is gone, there is no possibility of survival. This is what the undead fear most after death.
Thinking of this, Si Ye recalled the expressions of Bai Rong and the undead in the dream, and felt a chill in his heart. In other words, Bai Rong and those undead were actually completely dead.