When the familiar dream came again, Yin Huan felt an unnatural kindness in his heart.
The reason why Yin Huan knew this was a dream was because she was high in the sky. How could she spread her wings in reality? Of course not, then this is naturally a dream. The sky was blue, and the clouds were so close to her that they seemed within reach. So she really stretched out her hand to touch those erratic clouds, as if she really felt a chill, as if she were touching them in reality. But she didn't know what the clouds felt like.
Her hands are red. To be precise, red wings. This is what makes this dream unusual. In the past, she would stand on the ground and quietly stare at the giant red bird circling high in the sky until it fell from the sky and disappeared into the endless forest sea. This time, she simply became the bird - her least favorite image, soaring in the sky.
If she flies down like this, will she also burn up like what she saw before? Will she also be ignited with flames, dragging long smoke trails in the sky? Probably because the summer night was too hot, she did feel like she was about to burn, but not yet. This dream felt so real that she couldn't help but straighten her wings and let herself fly with the wind. Even in a dream, this feeling is still very comfortable. The wind was howling, and below was the boundless forest. Every tree became very small, and the shape could not be seen. It only looked like a green ocean from a distance.
Maybe it would be good to just fly down like this, she suddenly thought. The world seems to have no end, and time also seems to have no end. Maybe suddenly she will usher in dusk at a certain moment, and then the sunset will ignite her, allowing her to become a part of them in the last moment of her life. She thought so, raised her head, and really saw the setting sun. Perhaps because she thought so, this dream just happened. After all, it was her own dream.
It would be great if I could make a happy chirp here before waking up. She remembered that in the dream, the red bird Kalingbinga had emitted a mournful cry. But if it were herself, she wouldn't do this. She would definitely create an unusual picture. She took a deep breath, and the down on her chest swelled. Then, she opened her sharp beak——
Nothing happened.
Don’t you have the right to speak even in your dreams? She didn't understand that it was clearly possible before. Could it be that her body had adapted to the life of being unable to speak? Yin Huan was really unwilling to give in, so he opened his mouth again and tried to shout with all his strength. But the harder she tried, the tighter her throat became. She couldn't scream, and she couldn't even breathe. It felt like someone was choking her neck, so viciously that she couldn't say a word. She felt anxious, trying to fight against this absurd dream, trying to fight against this tragic fate. She didn't want to get used to not being able to speak - ever.
It felt like a piece of red-hot coal was stuck in his throat, and his throat was extremely hot. As she tried again with all her strength, a ball of flame burst out from her mouth. The long flame swept across the forest sea and ignited it easily. As the sun sets further to the west, the sky becomes increasingly dusky and vermilion, and the mountains and forests below also turn into a sea of red fire, reflecting against the sky. Yin Huan felt like he was falling into purgatory, suffering and suffering. While her wings were flapping erratically, she suddenly noticed that there was a figure in front of her, and this person was still strangling her neck. She has seen this man before! His face was clearly that of the adult man who had a little boy last time - the boy who pushed her into the water!
Yin Huan was in too much pain. She didn't know why she had an inexplicable dream about this hateful person who should have been forgotten, and she didn't know when this nightmare would end. She kept struggling, shaking her body, or flying up and down, but she couldn't get rid of this annoying face from her sight. It was like he was standing in front of him, rather than being carried by him, because he would not be affected by any resistance or inertia at all. It was as if... the scene of being grabbed by the throat was etched in his eyes.
She plunged into the mountain fire.
It's easy to wake up from a dream of falling from a height, but for some reason, this dream didn't seem to let her go. In this sea of fire, she plunged into a lake. The moment before entering the water, she vaguely felt that the scene was somewhat similar to the lake she was pushed into. The water was also boiling hot, and she couldn't feel any coolness at all. A strong sense of suffocation enveloped her. Not long after, she finally crawled out from the lake in embarrassment, only to find that the surroundings were still lush and lush, with no sparks at all.
"What a dangerous dream."
It was Lord Yingyue's voice. Although she had various voices, Yin Huan had a feeling that the owner of the voice must be her. Sure enough, a beautiful female face dressed in Chinese clothes was sitting upright on a stone by the lake, with an elegant posture, as if she had been dressing up on the calm lake.
Yin Huan realized that he could speak.
"Is this dream caused by you?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Although I have the ability to do this, I never meant to harm you, or I made this terrible dream much safer. Your mental stability is very important to me, and I will never Putting you in an uncomfortable position.”
"……what is going on?"
"What's going on? This is your dream. Dreams are a bridge between many things, and they even hide the secrets of past and present lives."
"is that so?"
"Yeah."
Yin Huan thought that Master Lintian once told her that her previous life was that of Kalingbinga. However, she didn't know what the relationship was between her previous life and the two people she met that day. But if you think about it carefully, the attitude of the two of them is inexplicable, and they also say some strange things. Is it possible that there is some so-called connection between the past and the present?
"That's all, I won't think about it anymore." Yin Huan sighed, "I haven't seen you for so long. Where have you been? Recently, you haven't appeared either in dreams or in reality. You said you were coming Help me, but..."
"Aren't you fine now? What are you worried about? Of course I don't come to see you because it's not easy to find your sister. No matter how hard you press, it won't be done quickly."
"Okay...I won't rush you. Did you get any news when you came this time?"
Yin Huan's eyes lit up with hope. She looked at Lord Yingyue eagerly, but Lord Yingyue changed his face again without knowing it. With all her beautiful faces, they all seemed to have their own agenda, trying to gain the upper hand. However, Yin Huan thought that if she only had one body to use in this world, she wouldn't be able to be as ever-changing as she is now.
"I'm sorry, there's no news. I'm here to remind you. You and Miss Chenxing can't go this way anymore."
"Why?"
"There is an evil angel," Yingyue Jun said, "a very dangerous evil angel."
"Is it the evil angel again...who is it this time?"
"It's different this time. It's the Evil Envoy of Killing, Feng. Recently, he really seems to be crazy."
"Eh?"
"Don't you know? The Huns from the west have invaded and are already fighting."
Yingyue Jun told her that the killer had already gone to the border of the country. His power increases day by day. The more violent people become and the stronger their murderous intent, the more powerful his magic becomes. All evil angels cannot be killed when they are strong enough. Human malice is the source of their strength. At that time, even if they do nothing, they can stir up bloody storms wherever they pass. The war itself is terrible enough, but what is even more terrible is the many problems it brings along with it. Fighting requires soldiers, horses, food, grass, and money. Weapons had to be forged and food and wages had to be distributed, which increased taxes. Men and horses will die in the war if they have enough to eat. Bodies not disposed of in time will cause plague and bring more deaths.
Although the imperial court sent troops this time to counterattack, the Huns' invasion was also different from the past. In the past, they were organized and planned to intercept the imperial caravans to obtain supplies. Moreover, they grab and run away, never willing to fight. This is their way of survival. With the strengthening of border military forces, they rarely take risks. But this time, they did not attack the caravan, but directly used catapults to attack the city wall, which was unprecedented in the past. This may mean that Feng has left the country through some means, and he must be captured immediately by some impermanent person to control him within a certain range. Yingyue Jun said that such work might be done by Shui Wujun. Mentioning this name, Yin Huan's heart will still be filled with waves.
The killing intent created by Maple is not a simple desire to attack or kill, but a planned emotion with a clear purpose. Otherwise, the enemy might simply carry swords and run to the city wall one or two to die in an unorganized and undisciplined manner, but they instead used military weapons such as catapults, fire arrows, and fuel tanks. This shows that Feng is using the desire to kill himself to create even greater desire to kill - the purpose and consequence of killing is to take life and bring about death, and he is not particular about the way. Therefore, what Kaede will do is to expand these bad things. In order to balance the power of all parties, he may also provide support to the enemy to some extent, and all of this has nothing to do with Feng's own will as a child.
But Feng is still so far away from Yin Huan and the others, why does he pose a threat to them? It turns out that Maple has left curses in many places - weapons are carriers of murderous desires and can easily control those who hold them. Now let alone solving the problem of the evil angels, even dealing with the impact they caused would be exhausting.
It's really a terrible thing. We can't go any further. When you wake up, you must tell Chenxing. Even if she didn't receive an order to deal with the incident, she wouldn't meddle in other people's business.
Yin Huan felt a sense of sadness - when did she become such a coward who protects herself wisely? But there is nothing we can do about it.
