Xiaolan stretched out her fingers tremblingly and touched the cracks on her skin.
So icy!
Xiaolan seemed to have touched something sharp and subconsciously retracted her hand.
His skin was as cold as ice, and the cracks across it were real.
Why do I dream that I am split?
Xiaolan stood there and thought hard for a while, but still had no idea.
In the mist ahead, a biting cool breeze blew.
Xiaolan shivered, raised her head, rearranged her clothes, swallowed her saliva, and continued walking forward.
In the fog, a figure seemed to appear.
Xiaolan's steps paused.
Looks familiar?
"Xiaolan..."
The figure suddenly made a sound.
Xiaolan's heart suddenly stopped.
"Taoist?!" Xiaolan called the figure's name and ran towards him, "Taoist? Is that you?..."
"Xiaolan..."
The figure gradually became clearer.
"Xiaolan..."
Xiaolan quickened her pace.
"Xiaolan..."
The Taoist priest's figure became clearer and clearer, but for some reason, his voice became increasingly blurry.
"Xiaolan..."
"Taoist Priest!"
Xiaolan gasped and looked at the Taoist priest who appeared in front of her.
The Taoist Priest was still wearing the same clothes he had worn when they parted, but it was covered with large areas of bloodstains.
"Taoist!" Xiaolan screamed and rushed over.
The Taoist priest opened his mouth and called Xiaolan one last time, but no sound came out.
Afterwards, he showed a sad smile.
The next second, the Taoist priest's body began to bleed, and scarlet blood overflowed from every part of his body. At the same time, the Taoist priest was like an inflatable doll that was leaking air. His tall and straight body quickly withered and shrank.
Those eyes with a sad smile were firmly locked on Xiaolan.
The handsome face of the Taoist Master gradually became deformed and distorted. Xiaolan's heart trembled and she only hesitated for a second. But it was this gap of one second that when she reached out to the Taoist Master, she grasped it in her hand.
There is only a cool mist.
The Taoist priest disappeared.
The surroundings changed back to what they were before, and there was no trace of blood left on the ground. It seemed that everything was an illusion.
But this was originally an illusion.
Xiaolan thought with fear.
These are all my dreams, I am dreaming. Although I don’t know why I dream these things, but...in any case, these are all false.
But... there is one thing that I care about very much.
Just now, I hesitated for a second.
Why the hesitation?
It was because the Taoist priest's appearance had changed. His face had become as dry and wrinkled as a monster. That kind of Taoist priest made her feel scared.
But no matter what, he is still a Taoist priest.
If the Taoist priest really became like that, would he...
Chika!
not good!
Xiaolan immediately pulled open her collar and looked at her chest again.
Sure enough, another crack appeared!
The three cracks intersected together, turning Xiaolan's chest into a terrifying spider web-like shape. The spider web rose and fell with Xiaolan's breathing, as if it was also breathing.
"Xiaolan..."
Suddenly, a familiar call came from the fog ahead. Xiaolan raised her head with wide eyes and recognized the identity of the figure in the fog at a glance.
It’s Luo Jiutian!
"Xiaolan..."
Xiaolan can probably guess what will happen next.
"Xiaolan..."
no!
Xiaolan gasped for breath. She stared at Luo Jiutian's figure. After a while, she turned her head resolutely and ran back.
You have to escape yourself.
I can't stay in this dream anymore.
Xiaolan has had countless terrible dreams, but there has never been a dream that made her feel so uncomfortable.
Gotta wake up!
"Xiaolan..." Luo Jiutian's voice actually came after him, "Xiaolan..."
Xiaolan covered her ears and ran as fast as she could.
run!
Escape from here...
"Xiaolan..."
Suddenly, a hand came out of nowhere and grabbed Xiaolan's right ankle. Xiaolan was startled, her right leg went weak, and she fell to the ground.
The owner of that hand appeared little by little.
It’s Qin Yin!
Qin Yin was lying on the ground with blood all over her body. Her left hand trembled and she grabbed Xiaolan's ankle and was climbing on the ground.
"Sister Xiaoyin..." The urge to escape and the violent heartbreak burned in Xiaolan's heart at the same time. Xiaolan felt that she was going to be torn apart by these two forces, "Xiao...Xiaoyin..."
"Don't abandon us..." Blood and tears flowed from the corners of Qin Yin's eyes, "If you abandon us, we will all die..."
Xiaolan slumped on the ground weakly. She looked at Qin Yin's body and saw that Qin Yin's right arm was no longer there. On the cross section of the wound, the splattered blood and the opened flesh together formed a red flower.
, coquettish, dazzling...
Xiaolan felt retching from deep in her stomach.
"No……"
The strength of Xiaolan's legs returned. She pushed Qin Yin's hand away, got up and continued running without looking back.
Wake up quickly!
There was a crackling sound from the chest, and Xiaolan no longer cared about how her chest was broken. She covered her ears, closed her eyes, and shook off everything that tried to catch her.
Xiaolan only had one thought in her mind.
run!
No...not running...
It's to escape.
Xiaolan can feel the difference between the two.
On the run himself.
Run away!
Run away!
It's very painful here, I can't bear it, I can't bear it anymore...
escape!--
Xiaolan opened her legs and took a big step.
The body begins to fall.
Before Xiaolan could react, she soon felt that her body had fallen into a warm area. This place was different from the fog just now. The aroma of coffee and bread floated in the air, and everything was warm...
"Xiaolan?"
Xiaolan opened her eyes instantly.
"Xiaolan?"
She turned her head and looked at the person in front of her.
"What's wrong?" Baomu put his hand on Xiaolan's forehead and was testing her body temperature with the back of his hand, "Xiaolan, are you having a nightmare again?"
"Bao...Brother Baomu..." Xiaolan licked her dry lips and stared at Baomu's face half asleep, "You...are you okay?..."
Baomu laughed out loud, "What's wrong with you kid? What can happen to me? It's you, are you okay?"
Xiaolan looked around in shock.
The plane, the seats, the beautiful stewardess distributing food, and the intact treasure wood...
I woke up on my own.
Xiaolan suddenly felt a sense of grievance in her heart.
"Brother Baomu," Xiaolan cried, holding Baomu's arm tightly, "I...I had a nightmare..."
"Don't be afraid, dear, I've woken up from the dream," Baomu smiled and touched Xiaolan's head, "You actually scared our Xiaolan like this, what were you dreaming about?"