Bone

Chapter 61

As soon as the suggestion of "seeking clues after falling into a dream" came out, the wind seemed to have calmed down after hearing that the wind and the moon had answered, and the moon shone into the shadows of people.

All the way without saying a word, I slowly returned to the courtyard under the moonlight. Yu Tanfengyue was windy and cool at night, and I was in a comfortable and leisurely mood, but Yu Qin Nianjiu felt the cool wind blowing his heart, and Ye Heiying was flustered. feet up.

Thinking of how he was holding the talisman given by the ancestor, how he got so excited and said "let it go", Qin Nianjiu pinched the bridge of his nose embarrassingly to cover up his tightness. The dense embarrassment of the heart.

What do you mean by "At least you have to get your name back"... It sounds like you are thinking of giving up Lian Gu for the sake of this ancestor...

The word "embarrassment" is like old wine, the more aftertaste, the more intoxicating it becomes, layer upon layer in his heart, until his face is hot and red, like a soaked sour plum, his teeth are clenched, and he wishes he could be whole It would be better to shrink into a ball and disappear on the spot.

Tan Fengyue didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, but he felt relieved when he heard that he had the intention of giving up his bones. Finally, his two smiling lips were no longer tightly pressed together, but raised a little unconsciously.Smiling together, from the heart to the eyes, and from the eyes to the heart.If Qin Nianjiu turned his head to look at him at this moment, he could see a lot of warmth in his pair of peach blossom eyes that were originally full of indifference, but he just lowered his head to regret his indiscriminate words, so he missed this beautiful scenery .

Tan Fengyue smiled and saw that Yin Hun's hands and feet were stiff, washed and changed his clothes, and he fell on the bed sullenly, then followed him and sat on the edge of the bed, and asked him: "Are you going to sleep tonight?"

Why is it still urgent... The emperor is really not in a hurry and the eunuchs are in a hurry.Qin Nianjiu raised his hand and rubbed his reddish earlobe, his eyes were on the beam of the bed but not on him, "It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day, come and go."

Tan Fengyue's mood became more and more relaxed, she didn't take off her clothes and lay down, she just turned off the lamp, then leaned on the bed frame, consciously stretched out her hand to wrap around Qin Nianjiu's wrist, "Then let's go."

Obviously, this kind of tugging and tugging is not uncommon in normal times, but at this time the tips of his ears are still hot, and his wrists are warm again - now the red heat on Qin Nianjiu's face can't go away no matter what, so he can only panic and panic. I closed my eyes.

So when I thought about it, I fell into a dream.

……

——I don’t know what it will be like to see this time?

……

Open your eyes, the eyes are white.Turning his head, there was silence in his ears.

……This is where?

Different from the previous few times of dreaming, after a short period of dizziness, he would step on the ground and see the real scene. Qin Nianjiu looked at the endless whiteness in front of him in a daze. Interestedly, he looked at the surrounding white and empty scene, "Is this the junction you mentioned?"

There is no ghost image at all, only the floating light in vain... It is really desolate and lonely.

Looking at this lonely and white expanse, he felt a little bit of pity, but the ghost who didn't want to come to his senses waved his hand and denied, "No, no, how can it be."

It's all in a dream, it's more important to find clues first.Qin Nianjiu regained his composure, temporarily put aside the embarrassment of slipping his tongue, looked around calmly, and casually said to Tan Fengyue: "Tsk, Bai Cheng is like this, how can he have anything to do with the border land?" .The only thing that can be called white in the border area is the white flag burned down by strangers... Oh yes, and the face of that ghostly man."

"...Oh. Yeah."

There was nowhere to put the extra compassion in her heart, Tan Fengyue thought for a moment, and then asked: "Since there is not much white in the junction, it must be very dark?"

This old ancestor, if you don't follow along to find out what this place is, why are you suddenly curious about what the junction looks like?Qin Nianjiu withdrew his gaze and gave him a strange look, but he still answered truthfully, "Not at all. Although it's a bit dark, there are burning lamps on both sides of Huangquan, and there are clusters of nine lamps every two steps. There are also a lot of scattered spots on the rocks along the coast—"

Tan Fengyue was silent for a while, and then asked: "Then, it must be very cold?"

Qin Nianjiu frankly denied it again, "No way, didn't you say that there is a burning lamp. The soul and body don't know how to get warm and cold, so now that I think about it, the temperature should be considered pleasant——"

"..." Tan Fengyue was silent for a while after hearing the words, and then asked: "How lonely?"

"Well, a little bit." Thinking about where this white expanse might have been to before he was alive, Qin Nianjiu looked at the whiteness and said casually, "However, it's better to do some daily work of sorting sacrifices." It's also easy to wear off, isn't there a ghost messenger to accompany me to chat with me to relieve my boredom."

Tan Fengyue: "..."

The pity in his heart was completely wiped out, Liang Liang glanced at the ghost, turned his head away, and stared blankly at the white man in front of him, without making a sound.

After being silent for a while, Qin Nianjiu, who was lowering his head and scratching the ground with the tip of his umbrella, suddenly recalled, "Eh?——"

He turned his head abruptly, met Tan Fengyue who seemed to be a little depressed at the back of his head, and leaned forward to look into his face, "Ancestor, you just cared about me?"

Tan Fengyue straightened her body without looking sideways, "It's just a question out of curiosity, Tianzun is overhearted."

The feeling of being cared for by others is not bad at all, Qin Nianjiu rarely saw him with such a gruff mouth, he was so funny in his heart that he was about to grin, but on his face he put his hands on his eyes and made a crying face, dragging With a long voice, he said: "I was talking nonsense just now. The ancestor didn't know something. It's cold in the junction! It's dark! It's lonely———"

Tan Fengyue was covered in goosebumps by his "woo woo", so she couldn't bear it and hit him hard with a silver fan, "Get down to business!"

It was in a dream, and it didn't hurt to be knocked so hard, but Qin Nianjiu still gritted his teeth pretendingly, "What's more, it's obviously you who have been asking..."

When it comes to serious business, it is natural to be serious. After he refuted this sentence, he immediately retracted his expression freely, and looked at the whiteness that spread from his feet to the sky, "I said to look for clues, but I think there is only a piece of white here ...Could it be Xueyuan?"

Tan Fengyue took a few steps lightly, then shook her head, "I don't think so."

There is indeed a vast snowfield to the north of the border. He has been there once. In a snow field, it seems to be in a chaotic void.

Looking in all directions, there was nothing but emptiness, he pondered for a moment, "Let's take a look around."

Qin Nianjiu also had the same intention, so he stepped up and walked side by side with him.

The world is white, and there is no way forward.They walked slowly and looked around, they should have walked a long way, but for some reason, they still couldn't get out of this white land, as if they were trapped in this whiteness.

It's all white, it's okay at first glance, but it's dazzling after a long time.Tan Fengyue could still bear it, but Qin Nianjiu was almost blinded by the ups and downs. From time to time, he hung his eyes on Tan Fengyue who was dressed in azure, so as to relieve the discomfort in his eyes, and his mouth was full of imagination. He guessed wildly: "—It is said that when I die, my body is empty. Is this what I saw before I died? Or is it a dream within a dream, when I was alive, I dreamed of a snow field? Or..."

In the past, when I had a dream several times, it was like revisiting the scene, and the clues were all spread out in front of my eyes, but this time I became more and more clueless... He tilted his head in confusion, and murmured: "Could it be that something happened?" Mistake, failed to fall into a dream? It shouldn’t be, I have tried so many times, it should be sure..."

As he said that, he turned his head and glanced at Tan Fengyue, "You are also sloppy on the face—"

Tan Fengyue looked at this ghost with a clear face and deep eyebrows, and thought: "Otherwise, let's go out of the dream first, and then come in and try?"

Going on blindly like this is not an option... Most of the momentum of "letting it go" when he said earlier has already been exhausted, Qin Nianjiu nodded, and slightly discouraged, he took the tip of the umbrella and pulled it casually like a thick fog. Bai Mang, who was staring in front of his eyes, was about to start thinking about his dream, but suddenly heard a rustling and indistinct human voice, but it returned to silence in an instant, as if he had an auditory hallucination.

... What's the matter, this is haunted?He stiffly turned his head to look at Tan Fengyue, "...Did you hear that?"

Tan Fengyue obviously also heard the strange noise just now, frowned and looked at the black umbrella in his hand, "You try again."

Qin Nianjiu hurriedly picked up the umbrella according to the instructions, waved it in front of his eyes twice, and he heard a few more noises.

The thick white covering the surroundings of the world seemed to be split open several times by the resentment on the black umbrella in an instant. Far away in the whiteness, there seemed to be human voices and shadows, and it was only a moment before they disappeared again. With the thick white that reunited, the audio and video disappeared.

ah?Did it have sound and picture?But was it isolated by the white mist?

Needless to say, there was no need to meet eyes, the two paused for only half a second, and then waved their umbrellas and fans in tacit understanding——

Sure enough, the white mist split by the black air or spiritual energy merged together, and people could be briefly and vaguely seen in the distance, as if there were various pictures spliced ​​together in one place, and there were also various indistinguishable characters. The sound rays overlap and blend together.

...Since there is a picture, why is it not directly presented in front of your eyes?Qin Nianjiu stared at the fleeting hazy colors in a puzzled way, "This—"

Without waiting for him to finish asking "what's going on here", Tan Fengyue weighed the silver fan in her hand, "Try to draw it bigger this time, see if you can break through and see."

Qin Nianjiu has always acted quickly, and as soon as he finished talking about Fengyue, he was lucky enough to wave the black umbrella vigorously—the dense white gathered extremely quickly, and he had to seize the opportunity—the resentment gathered at the tip of the umbrella The air was like a long whip, cutting a gap in the pale eyes accurately and sharply.

As soon as the gap opened, he grabbed Tan Fengyue, wanted to rush in without thinking, but suddenly stopped, his eyes suddenly filled with disbelief, "How could it be—!"

Tan Fengyue's eyes widened slightly.

I don’t see the sound of the pictures I saw and heard when I cut through the white mist a few times before. There is only a solid and thick endless black in the cut gap, which twists and turns quickly like life, and overflows out of the gap rapidly, infecting The original thick white.

The situation changed suddenly.

The writhing deep blackness leaked out like a flood, but within a short breath, it had already submerged the entire thick white space. Qin Nianjiu was clearly holding on to Tan Fengyue, but he only had time to exclaim "Deep nightmare?" It is empty.Tan Fengyue couldn't even see the astonishment on his face clearly, she was covered by the deep darkness, her breath was caught, and her wrist was loosened.

……

……

Falling, falling endlessly.

I couldn't tell whether it was the whistling wind or the shrill ghost crying that exploded in my ears one after another. The sense of weightlessness bound Qin Nianjiu's hands and feet tightly, making him unable to even struggle, and could only fall rapidly in the deep darkness. The thoughts in his head were tangled up in a mess.

——This is Deep Nightmare?

——How did you fall into the deep nightmare?

——What about talking about Fengyue?

……

Before he could think about it again, he didn't know whether he stopped falling suddenly or finally fell on the ground. The strange sound in his ears stopped suddenly, and the feeling of weightlessness all over his body disappeared, replaced by a piercing pain, which seemed to be a pain in the five internal organs. The six internal organs seem to have shifted—it seems that they should have fallen on the ground.

...Wait, pain?

Qin Nianjiu was stunned.He has always only known that there is such a nightmare place as "Deep Nightmare", which is an extremely dangerous place. It seems like a dream but not a dream, and it will transform into various concrete nightmares according to the deepest fear in people's hearts. It hurts...

...wait a minute, deepest fear?

... What is the deepest fear that he, a ghost who does not remember his past, can have?

He didn't stay in a daze for too long, and before he even had time to get up and stand still, there was a deafening sound of jade pendants hitting each other.

Looking up stiffly, a group of sect members with hideous and distorted faces are surrounding him, with long swords raised high in their hands——

... Zongmen people, I respect your ancestors!

damn it.Qin Nianjiu didn't care too much, and immediately activated his thoughts, wanting to wake up from the dream, but for some reason it didn't work, and he changed his thoughts suddenly, wanting to make a tactic, but for some reason, the resentment in his body disappeared, then The long sword with a handle finally fell on him, gouging or stabbing or chopping or chopping——

The end is heartbreaking.

He clearly knew that this was just an illusioned nightmare, that the scene was fake, the people were fake, and the pain was fake... Maybe it was created out of his "fear", but he didn't accept it at all. Controlled by consciousness, that too-familiar negative emotion roared again after a long absence. Too strong unwillingness, anger, disappointment, and violence were mixed together, filling his heart, making it difficult for him to think clearly ——

Sword after sword came one after another, piercing his whole body with blood, like a swimming fish whose scales had been pulled out, and the bloody clothes sticking to his body, like a long snake whose skin had been peeled off.

Immediately, the figures of the sects holding long swords like Shura in front of them flickered suddenly, and all of them disappeared. The pain on their bodies also faded away in an instant, the blood flowed back, their clothes were as new, and their hearts were empty.

But in the next second, everything came back again.

...It's just that there are more clansmen besieging and killing him this time.

He didn't have a chance to catch his breath for a moment, he could only grab the remaining sobriety in his mind with difficulty, and raised his hand to fight back in pain——

The black umbrella in his hand was replaced by a cold sword at some point.The solid hilt of the sword was in the palm of the hand, and the horizontal sword slashed at the Zongmen in front of him, but it seemed to cut a piece of nothingness. his body—

The end is painful like cracking the soul.

……

...The Nightmare is an extremely dangerous place.

...will conjure up various concrete nightmares according to the deepest fear in people's hearts.

……why?

The pain came over and over again, layer upon layer, and the sect members who surrounded and killed him took more than one round, and the attacks became more ruthless. He could only raise his sword and fight back indiscriminately, but he couldn't hurt them at all.

...... Du, scene, death, injury, shock, life, sleep, open, where is the door of life?

In the confusion of pain, in the blink of an eye, he was in a trance for a while, and vaguely figured out the doorway of this "deep nightmare"-since he would create illusions according to the deepest fear in his heart, it should be to wear down people's will and make people feel alive again. If you can't tell if it's a dream or it's real, you'll be in a nightmare forever——

So, the only way to find a chance of escape is to firmly believe that this is a dream...?

When he thought of it, it was as if he had caught a life-saving spider thread. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain all over his body, and straightened up with his sword.

...Just get through it, just get through it... Isn't he always able to bear the pain...

The sword wounds cut on the body will heal, the pain will subside, and the clothes will be renovated... This is just a dream, but the dream is right!

As long as he stays up until he wakes up...

Reminding himself over and over again that this is a dream, a nightmare created by Deep Nightmare to deceive him, the figure of the Zongmen in front of him reappeared again.Qin Nianjiu swallowed a mouthful of fishy sweetness, forcibly steadied his mind in the confusion, raised his eyes and scanned the past, trying to find out where the "Shengmen" was, but his eyes froze in the middle of it.

I know it's a dream...

He knew that this was a dream, but he looked at the man in Tsing Yi who was also holding a long sword standing among the crowd of sect members, but an unknown corner of his heart seemed to be pierced suddenly, as if he had touched something that could destroy his sanity. some dark wound.

Swords and swords came towards him one after another, but he didn't seem to feel the pain, he just stared blankly at the indifferent "Tan Fengyue" in the crowd, and it took a long time to pick up the voice that had become fragmented due to the pain. Lu Wuwang, "...you... are here too?"

...Is it also here, among the people who want to surround and kill him?

What responded to him was "Tan Fengyue" who stabbed mercilessly at Sen Liang's long sword.