7
I let out a sigh of relief, still in the Song Mansion.
But where is this? I didn't wake up in a familiar cave.
I pushed open the bed gently, but the smell on the bedding was a bit familiar. After getting out of bed, I realized that this was a suite. I was sleeping in the back, and there should be a living room outside.
The room was elegantly and delicately decorated, and looked quite aesthetic. Incense was burning in the corner, and it was the source of the familiar aroma on the bedding.
It is a natural and pious taste.
Naturally, the idea popped into my head.
I looked at the screen. There were five sides of the screen, and chaos was depicted on it. On the second side, there was an indescribable mass like a black hole. On the third side, the indescribable black hole occupied the entire chaos. I I found that it seemed to be shining with an indescribable fantasy light; on the fourth side was a vast world; on the fifth side was a tall back figure that looked like flowers in the mist. No matter how hard I concentrated on it, I couldn't see it clearly, but I knew it. All in black, just like the black hole before.
I walked around the screen and walked out of the master bedroom.
It was indeed a living room, but I caught a glimpse of something familiar.
A pair of piano stands are placed on a table in the middle of one side of the living room, and the guqin I just saw before going to bed is resting on it.
I thought about it for a long time, and finally walked to the guqin.
I felt no weird sensations or other fluctuations, so I reached out and touched it.
Almost at the same time, as if I was electrocuted, the next second I fell into a busy city full of people. It was raining lightly, but no one was holding an umbrella.
I seemed to be the only one in the crowd going against the flow of people, as the oncoming crowd was bustling.
I walked through it, but the row upon row of people made it extremely difficult for me to move.
I was almost drowned in the crowd. Suddenly, I noticed a bouquet of fireworks blooming in the sky in the distance. Suddenly everyone stopped and looked back.
But I saw an ink-colored figure as tall as jade emerging from the motionless crowd. He came from that side of the dimness without haste and holding an umbrella, with a red silk thread wrapped around his hand.
I watched him walk up to me and hand the umbrella to me. The red silk thread in his hand seemed to be just my illusion. Instead, there was a bag of beautifully packaged snacks. He handed it to me. Somehow , as if my body was out of control, I not only did not avoid it, but stretched out my hand to take the snack. I couldn't see his face clearly, but I knew at this moment that he smiled.
I followed him, walking through the crowd under the umbrella.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, he stopped in front of a vast ocean.
His eyes seemed to be looking at me across thousands of mountains and rivers, across the whole world, and he opened his mouth as if he was saying something.
But I couldn't hear anything. Just when I wanted to say something back to him, for some reason, I jumped towards the vast ocean with all my strength.
I just felt that my body kept falling, surrounded by a strong sense of powerlessness. There was darkness without a trace of light in front of me, and all my five senses were lost.
I look back at the few memories I have, and some new memories I don’t know if they are mine.
They flashed before my eyes like a revolving lantern, and I just felt so powerless, small, fragile and pitiful.
When I was three years old, I was sent to a welfare institution and had to survive by living under the fence of others.
I finally got help from someone to get into a prestigious school, but my grades were changed.
I was quite talented in art and was noticed by a famous teacher, but the famous teacher died in an accident.
I moved around a lot, making a living by selling paintings and drawing illustrations for people. It wasn’t until I got a job drawing manuscripts for a game company that my life got a little better.
I don’t know how long I have been falling, but I have been trying to fight against this feeling of powerlessness. At first, I could still feel that my body was getting colder, but gradually, I seemed to be unable to sense the existence of my body and my own existence.
In fact, it seems not bad to just forget everything and turn into darkness.
But the next second, I felt that my eyes could see. A beam of light broke into this vacuum world, but it was not bright. On the contrary, it was like a different kind of darkness, with a strange light.
Soon it enveloped this dark abyss.
Like a drowning person suddenly being fished out.
I felt a sudden surge of breath, like an enlightenment, and my five senses instantly returned to my body.
My body gradually warmed up, my breath gradually calmed down, and I heard the chirping of birds in my ears, and I smelled the familiar smell.
I opened my eyes and found that the guqin was still in front of me.
I feel like I have a sudden delusion and a big dream in the middle of the day.
Only the slight sweat on his body proved that what just happened happened.
I looked at the guqin with fear, but soon a petal-like pink object fell into my hand.
"Guqin's material is unknown, its age is unknown, and its texture is unpredictable.
Owner: Ren Jian
Pollution value: 0/100
Lingzhi:? ? ? "
This guqin really belongs to Ren Jian, and even a guqin has pollution value?
Guqin:? ? I do not deserve?
I walked towards the door and opened it, only to realize that the outside was actually the backyard. So could the room I was in be...
It's the warehouse.
It is also where Ren Jian stayed.
I don’t know how I ended up here, maybe he put me on the bed?
I dare not think too much.
But Ren Jian was nowhere to be seen.
Very good.
No matter where he is, at least he's not here right now, so I can show off my skills.
I walked around the backyard a few times, and I have to mention that it was daytime with the sun shining brightly for a long time, which had never happened before.
I don’t know why I didn’t wake up in the cave, but I discovered one thing.
Exhibiting the holographic screen, I saw that the small line in the corner where the date of [Nine Days of Ghost Stories] was written was no longer the same as the ninth day of July, but instead.
The tenth day of July.
