The sky is dark red and dim.
An ancient tree stands in front of him, its deep-colored leaves covering the sky and the sun, and its branches are covered with fruits that look like human faces.
In front of it, a group of people were kneeling, with their chests and abdomen exposed, and their lower bodies were only surrounded by animal skins.
The sunlight filtering through the cracks showed their shadows, intertwined and intertwined like huge tree roots, with crazy and crazy expressions, and they kept kowtowing.
"The Crow God."
"The Crow God."
Fanatic shouts came from their mouths.
As if responding to their pious calls, the ancient trees shook their branches slightly, and the human faces and fruits seemed to be smiling.
Tang Xiaotian has never had such a real dream.
He stood behind the group, watching them perform a ritual of worship, not with animals, but with a human being, a man, a strong man.
"Ulaha!"
A white-haired old man stood up in the crowd, with a wrinkled face and a wrinkled face.
He used a crutch made of tree branches to crush the human face fruit, held the thick and dark juice to draw strange symbols on the man's body, and then picked up a stone dagger to cut the blood vessels in his wrist.
There was a thick stroke of blood on his eyes.
Tang Xiaotian sneaked past the kneeling believers and came to the man. His face was not good-looking and could even be said to be ugly, and his incomprehensible fanaticism surfaced.
Immediately afterwards, the man turned around and lay down in the hollow of the tree.
The sudden change!
The small and long tree roots around him swayed around his body as if alive, and some roots squeezed into the flesh along the wounds that were bleeding.
The severe pain made the man's face look grim and terrifying, veins popped out, and his strong body trembled endlessly.
It was at this time that a strange and unpronounceable song began to sing from the old man's mouth, while he waved his cane and danced strangely.
Behind him, a group of kneeling tribesmen also stood up from the ground, half-crouched, their limbs twisted strangely, and strange syllables burst out from their mouths, echoing the old man's song.
What is this place?
Why am I here?
Tang Xiaotian looked left and right, his expression panicked and frightened. All he could see were the crazy faces, ugly and ferocious. Especially the weird song that poured into his eardrums made him feel dizzy.
The cruelty and bloodiness displayed by the primitive sacrifice made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
suddenly.
At this moment, Tang Xiaotian's eyes widened and goosebumps crawled up his back. He slowly turned around and looked back.
Under the dim light of the sky, a little man stood behind the crowd, stepping on the scarlet light and shadow. His appearance could not be seen clearly, but his eyes seemed to be looking towards him.
Tang Xiaotian was a little out of breath.
Fear, fear.
Fill your heart.
…
…
"no no no!"
Tang Xiaotian suddenly stood up from the bed, holding the sheets tightly with both hands, breathing heavily like a bellows, and cold sweat covered his face.
He looked around in panic.
Animation posters, gunpla models, curtains, and the dim night passed over his eyes. The familiar environment gave Tang Xiaotian a much-needed sense of security.
He slowly began to calm down.
After the panic, all he could hear for a while was his own rapidly beating heart.
Tang Xiaotian rubbed his face tiredly and murmured to himself in a low voice: "Is this really a dream? But why is it so real?"
It was so real that he still remembered everything in the dream. The weird big tree, the ignorant and crazy people, and the little man whose face he couldn't see clearly, the deep malice made him shudder.
After thinking hard to no avail, Tang Xiaotian quickly put the matter behind him.
It's just a dream after all!
I wanted to continue sleeping, but I was sweating so much that I was sticky, so I simply got up and went straight to the bathroom to take a shower.
Wow~
Tang Xiaotian came out wrapped in a bath towel, stood in front of the dressing mirror and wiped his hair, then reached out and turned on the light.
Snap...
The moment the bright lights dimmed, they were turned on again!
Tang Xiaotian's confused face appeared on the mirror. His Adam's apple surged, he swallowed the dry mouth and vomited, and tremblingly reached out to the mirror.
He in the mirror also stretched out his hands.
The two palms are pressed together.
"Did I see it wrong?"
Tang Xiaotian was still surprised and doubtful. When he turned on the light just now, he clearly saw him smiling in the mirror!
He made a few random poses towards the mirror, his eyes fixed on himself in the mirror, but there was nothing strange about him, nothing like normal.
"Really dazzled?"
Not long after.
Tang Xiaotian turned on the light, returned to the room very quickly, covered himself with a quilt and continued to sleep.
then.
Tossing and turning, lifting the quilt, covering up the quilt, picking up the phone, turning off the phone, over and over again, he could not calm down to sleep. The dark room made him feel like a pair of eyes were watching him, and he was so scared that he turned on the light.
As a result, Tang Xiaotian fell asleep.
The doll placed on the bedside table remained motionless.
…
…
The next day.
On the dinner table.
"Did you sleep well last night?"
Mother Tang picked up the porridge bowl, glanced at Tang Xiaotian, and sounded concerned.
"Well, I had a nightmare last night."
Tang Xiaotian yawned.
The edges of his eyeballs were very red. Fortunately, he was young and energetic, so he didn't feel out of shape after being up all night.
"I'll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau later."
Hearing these words, Tang Xiaotian felt a complicated feeling in his heart and raised his head to look at his mother.
It's just that at this time, Tang's mother was already immersed in her porridge, and she couldn't see the expression on her face clearly, but her chopsticks were moving much faster.
"oh."
Tang Xiaotian replied dully.
"Do you want to be with your dad or your mom?" Tang's mother continued to ask.
"..."
Tang Xiaotian did not answer.
Mother Tang didn't press any further, she just packed up the dishes, picked up her bag and went out.
Bang!
"Tang Xiaotian."
"Tang Xiaotian!"
"Tang Xiaotian, the teacher is calling you!"
Tang Xiaotian raised his head in confusion and stood up from the stool. He didn't know what the teacher asked.
Then……
"If you don't attend class well, then you go out and stand."
Tang Xiaotian pushed the stool away with his knees, turned around and saw Lin Xin laughing and gloating behind him.
Their eyes met.
gloomy.
Then he passed by.
Lin Xin curled his lips in displeasure and muttered a few curse words in a low voice.
Thanks to Li Kui's threat, the two of them have been able to keep their peace recently. What's more, for Lin Xin, that revenge not only cost him his wife and soldiers, but also caused a gap in the hearts of several people who usually played with him.
You must know that the medical expenses for more than ten people are quite high.
Because of this, his resentment towards Tang Xiaotian grew deeper and deeper, but he was too afraid of Li Kui and had not taken any action.
at this time.
Lin Xin suddenly noticed that there was a doll hidden in Tang Xiaotian's opened schoolbag. It was very exquisitely made and had the face of a six or seven-year-old child with a very cute smile. After thinking for a while, he turned his head and glanced behind him, with a smile on his lips.
When the teacher wasn't paying attention, he leaned over and took the puppet into his hands, looking at it carefully.
"Hey, Tang Xiaotian is still playing this?"
My deskmate, also a friend, looked at me curiously.
"Um."
Lin Xin squeezed it and it felt good.
"I didn't expect Tang Xiaotian to secretly hide this thing."
Tossing and turning.
He happened to meet the doll's eyes, and his expression was slightly dull for a moment. A faint light in the eyeballs quietly disappeared, and the smile became weird.
