Nightfall Chapter 25: First dream
Chapter 25 The First Dream
For a few days, I’ve been tossing between hope and disappointment. Ning Que feels a little unhappy, and then he doesn’t think about it anymore. Whether it’s happy or unhappy, it’s very suitable for drinking and getting drunk. It just so happened that Sangsang’s illness had changed again. I committed it, my feet were like two ice branches, so the master and servant slapped a can of strong wine and drank it happily.
The little maid drank most of a large can of spirits, but Ning Que was the one who fell first. Sangsang struggled to move him onto the mat, then lifted the bedding, and got in. Habitually put his little feet into his arms.
With the fragrance of wine, Ning Que had a dream.
In his dream, he felt that the warm sea reappeared next to him, but this time he did not reach out to catch it like before, but found that he could only fish out in vain. It should be the words of Elder Lu Qingchen. This time he knew very well that he was dreaming, so he stood in the warm sea, looking at everything in front of him calmly like a stranger or bystander.
He smiled in his dream and remembered a sentence: "Everything is an illusion, I can't frighten me."
It may be because of unprecedented calmness. This time Ning Que could see clearly what the ocean in his dream looks like. The boundless sea that occupies all the space is not blue but green, and the hue is very deep but yet Extremely transparent, just like a piece of crystal clear jade.
He stood on this green sea, did not bend over and reach out to catch the slow-flowing greens, but watched it quietly, wondering where they would flow next moment and what they would change into. shape.
Suddenly two white flowers grew out of the green sea. The petals were blindly white, without a trace of variegated color, nor did they have the common color cores of ordinary flowers. They were monotonous and dull white.
The sea water beats the roots of the white flowers. If they have roots, the two white flowers grow up at a speed visible to the naked eye under the nourishment of the green water. The petals fall off and become new when they fall on the sea. The white flowers spread out quickly like this, occupying all of the sea in his sight, extending to the sky.
Ning Que looked at such a divine scene, shaking his mind uneasy, so he stepped up to the flowers, stepped on the petals to the sky, barefoot touching the delicate white flower petals, bounced up and down slightly, feeling The softness and elasticity are wonderful.
In the carriage next to the field, Ning Que is lying on his side on the mat, most of the mattress on his body has been opened, his forehead is all sweat, his arms are tightly holding a pair of small feet, the skin on the little maid’s feet Much better than other parts of the body, pure white like snow, looking like two rustling white flowers.
He frowned and curled his mouth from time to time. He didn't know what was thinking in the dream. His feet were kicking in the mattress subconsciously. He didn't know where he touched. He felt very comfortable. He showed a satisfied expression on his face. move.
His mind gradually became blurred. Ning Que had long forgotten that he was in a dream. His mind was shaking but he walked on the sea extremely calmly, walking among the white flowers like the sea, suddenly his heart moved, and his whole body slowed down. Slowly drifting away from the petals, quickly flew towards the high altitude on the sea.
Flying to an extremely high altitude, he lowered his head and looked down, and saw that the white flowers on the green ocean had long since disappeared, and he could faintly see a red plane in the depths of the sea, extending in all directions.
He broke through the water and dived deep into the green ocean.
I don’t know how long he dived, he finally saw the red layer-it was a layer of thick, crimson slurry water layer, scarlet and boundless, like ketchup, but more like it is about to solidify blood.
The blood water suddenly broke the calm and became boiling. There were countless humans without facial features slowly standing up, then falling, standing up again and falling down again, they struggled, howling silently, but no matter what they What kind of struggle and howl, the thin film on the facial features has always confined them in the eternal, silent world of blood.
A touch of fear in the deepest part of life slowly and unstoppably took over Ning Que’s body, turning him into a stone sculpture, standing ignorantly beside the sea of red blood, watching the silent Cruel picture.
The blood-colored ocean became land, and there was also sky.
Ning Que stood between the sky and the ground and found himself on the wasteland. There were countless corpses lying beneath him and in the distance. Those corpses included the cavalry of the Tang Empire, the warriors of the Moon Kingdom, and the crossbows of the Southern Jin Dynasty. Soldiers, as well as the fine horses of many grassland barbarians, countless blood flowed from under these soldiers, dyeing the entire wasteland red.
Three black smoke and dust hover steadily in front of the wasteland, looking at this side indifferently, as if there is life.
"It's getting dark."
"I said, it's getting dark, but no one has ever believed me."
A person said in Ning Que's ear with contempt. Ning Que turned around suddenly, did not see who was talking, but saw many people looking up at the sky. Among those people were hawkers with wretched faces, officials with unwilling faces, young ladies who were timid, and monks who laughed wildly. Regardless of the difference in clothing and appearance, these people have a common feature, that is, they all hold their heads high, like fat geese waiting to be fed.
Countless people on the wasteland looked up at the sky in horror. Ning Que subconsciously followed their gazes and found that it was still daytime, because the sky was scorching sun, but I didn’t know why the temperature on the wasteland was so low. , The light of the sun is very dim, and the sky and the earth are dim like night is coming.
A piece of black spread from the end of the heaven and earth line, nothing special, just absolute black, just like the white flowers he saw at the beginning of the dream, without any variegation, it is the deepest black in human dreams.
The people watching the sky are scared, Ning Que is scared, and they don't know why they are scared.
Ning Que looked around looking for the person who had spoken to him before, and wanted to ask what happened to that person and why the sky turned dark, but no matter how he looked for it, he could not find that person. He only looked vaguely. A very tall back figure passed through the crowd and walked out of the wasteland.
He shouted at the tall figure: "Hey! Is that you? What's going on!"
The tall man did not turn around, leaving the crowd with a very depressed back view until disappeared, but Ning Que’s shouts shocked the people on the wasteland looking up at the sky. Someone complained: "The sky is going to be dark, you don’t Watch it carefully, it’s a disgusting little thing to disturb our last moments of peace."
The people who complained are only a few. The vast majority of people on the wasteland retracted their gazes from the sky and looked at Ning Que in surprise. The expressions in their eyes changed strangely. Some became more and more shocked, some It was getting hotter and hotter, and some even slowly shed tears. An alcoholic and a butcher stood beside Ning Que quietly watching him, as if waiting for him to say something. All these eyes focused on Ning Que, as if he was just It represents some kind of hope.
The feeling of being watched by the eyes of the whole world is very strange, and the feeling of being regarded as hope is very strange. Ning Que feels that he has become great and noble or even sacred in an instant, but he is just a very ordinary person, and he does not know this. What was going on in Jiang Ye's world, so he was so terrified and uneasy that his palpitations caused a tearing pain in his chest.