I had a dream during the sleepless night.
A strange dream.
In the dream, he was originally a little dragon wandering in the river. There was no hope of transforming into a dragon, but he was also at ease. Live a happy life of drinking morning dew and bathing in autumn frost.
Unexpectedly, one day, a five-clawed golden dragon shuttled through the dark clouds with a ferocious face, swallowing the sun and covering the sky. Where the dragon's tail dances, the riverbed turns into a wilderness; when the dragon breathes out, all the aquatic people end up in the underworld.
With his life in ruins and his home destroyed, Xiaojiao had no choice but to fight back.
He was no more than ten years old, less than half the size of the five-clawed golden dragon, but his courage was not reduced at all. He didn't care about his way back, he rushed forward and fought until the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and the sun and the moon were dim.
Fortunately, I finally killed the evil dragon and swallowed the beast's dragon pill. Once I shed my old skin and gained new scales, I swallowed clouds and breathed out mist, turned into a dragon, and traveled around the world happily.
Good times don't last long.
Above the sky, a gleaming golden four-cornered cage broke through the clouds and pressed straight over, completely enveloping him. A knife stabbed out of the cage and hooked firmly onto the keel.
He stood up and tried to break free, but the cage was like a nine-mountain mountain. It was extremely thick and difficult to shake. The material was stronger than gold and iron. He could not break it no matter how he swung his dragon's tail or hit his head with horns. Not hurt at all. Instead, the knife that hooked the keel was scratched to pieces.
A voice came: "You evil dragon, you have been causing trouble to the world for a long time. Now you have angered the World Honored One and sent down a golden cage to imprison you. You still haven't hidden your minions and subdued your mind!"
In an instant, the Buddha's light shone far and wide, and the Sanskrit sounds chanted by the Buddhas resounded throughout the world.
Countless six-character mantras of "Om Mani Padme Hum" fell on the dragon like pieces of flying gold tiles, each word causing pain in the body.
A bright mirror hung high in front of him, reflecting a huge golden dragon. It was the Kang Jin Dragon that he defeated. The dragon was wailing in pain and struggling to its death.
When he moves, the demonic dragon also moves. When he opens his mouth, the demonic dragon also opens its mouth, moving and stilling with him, walking and stilling together.
Obviously, after swallowing the dragon pill, he became a Kangjin dragon and had to bear the divine punishment that this dragon should have suffered.
. . .
The pain of being beaten by the six-character mantra in the dream was so real. This body seemed to have been robbed in the Nine Netherworld.
With his eyelids drooping, he couldn't see clearly what the world looked like. There were only a few scattered lights and shadows, swaying and pulling, sometimes close and sometimes far away.
His body, hair and skin were all surprisingly cold, so cold that he ignored the hunger in his belly and the thirst in his throat.
The dryness in the mouth hurt the tongue that was trying to moisten it. I want to open my mouth, but something is stuck and I can't open it.
Consciousness is flickering, perception is swaying, what am I, what am I?
I am reminded of a poem written by Xin Qiji, who loves to write lyrics: "I am born from the same breath, heaven and earth, and I don't know which one is my body."
"Snapped!"
Ye Wumian suddenly opened his eyes, panting heavily, breathing in the smelly and painful air, and felt a nausea coming up.
"Just right", the nauseating feeling only came to the tip of the throat, not to the mouth. It was stuck very crucially, not going up or down.
"Danglanglang", he was about to put his hand into his throat to induce vomiting and help himself for a while, but his right hand was pulled hard by something, and he stopped halfway.
"Danglanglang", his left hand was also pulled.
"Ugh~" He made a random sound of retching, and he spit out some acidic water.
This movement disturbed people, and someone came over carrying a bowl of water and cursing.
The water was not very clean. Ye Wumian's vision gradually became clearer, and the lost focus returned.
There was a circle of light at the bottom of the bowl, and there were a few pieces of dark mud deposited beside the circle. I don't know if it was dirt or food residue, but I couldn't care less. Just having a sip was already a great gift.
With a longing smile on his lips, he looked at the man and brought the bowl to his mouth with interest.
"Ah~ Dong Dong" He took a sip in one breath, his throat was itching and tingling violently, and he suddenly coughed loudly. The water he just drank would most likely be choked out and sprayed on the person's face.
"Papa".
After being slapped twice, the bowl was thrown to the ground and split into two pieces, half facing up and half facing down, yin and yang.
The gray bottom of the bowl is the gray life.
Finally, I had saliva to moisten my throat, and the physical sensations other than pain gradually returned to my arms.
In my ears, I heard tiny groans of pain, whipping sounds, and mice squeaking.
There are more than a dozen wooden fences in front of you. Oh, if you look carefully, they look like doors.
There was hay on the ground, mixed with some feces and rancid food. At this freezing moment, there was also a disgusting stench.
This is... hell?
No, hell doesn't seem that bad. As I slowly regained my consciousness, I recalled seeing hell in Buddhist scriptures.
Although the eighteen levels of hell are painful, each level only teaches people one kind of pain.
In the Tongue Pulling Hell, you only have your tongue pulled out, in the Knife Mountain Hell, you only get knives, and the Oil Pan Hell, you only get fried in oil. How can it be like here, where you are exposed to cold, heat, pain, smells, nausea, and so many other sufferings? Enjoy it together.
This must not be hell, is it?
Ye Wuxian temporarily forgot the name of this place.
My body was in too much pain and my consciousness was too weak. I couldn't help but think about all these things in one breath, and I felt dizzy and dizzy again.
A few messy dreams, fragmented and disorganized.
In the dream, there is sometimes great joy, sometimes great sadness, sometimes perfect like the moon, sometimes incomplete like the moon.
Sometimes he laughs, sometimes he cries.
When he woke up crying, there were two people standing in front of him, dangling in front of him.
No, it should be that his head is shaking as he breathes, so much so that others are shaking too.
These two people looked familiar, but I couldn't remember their names at the moment.
"Qian Qianhu, this thief is so crazy and crazy, but his body recovers very quickly. In just one month, the area injured by the fire gun gradually grew new flesh, and the broken bones also slowly grew. The slow healing process is nothing short of a miracle..."
Among the two, a man with big earlobes said.
Another man, about fifty years old, with a very ugly appearance, became angry and showed off his beauty: "This thief is still alive now, how can I rest in peace while leaving my Boning child under the water? Liu Shi Baihu, I am going to kill this thief today, are you still trying to stop me like you did a month ago?"
The man with big earlobes smiled bitterly and said: "Qian Qianhu, it's not because of my humble position that I want to stop you. It's actually this thief who was named by the governor to be captured alive and questioned face to face. If you kill him, it will be difficult to deal with him."
The ugly man snorted: "That day I was suppressing the envoy, and today I am suppressing the envoy again. I never leave the envoy. For those who don't know, I thought you, Liu Feng, were directly taking orders from the envoy! Do you still think of me?" Thousand households!”
The man with big earlobes hurriedly bent down and clasped his fists and said, "Qian Qianhu, Beizi's loyalty to you can be seen from the sun and the moon! I'm sorry for Beizi's boldness in speaking out: The reason why Beizi repeatedly mentions the governor is because it is really related to your future."
As he spoke, he whispered a few words into the ugly man's ear.
