Chapter 500

The water shadow was like a mother comforting a child. After his small hand stroked the round eyelids, he fell asleep magically.

Never slept so sweetly, even though I dreamed.

In his dream, Fang Yuan returned to the age of eight. His parents took him on an outing to the mountains in the south of the Tang Dynasty.

That time, he played very crazy. He caught fish in the stream, climbed trees to pick fruit, rode a kite around his father's neck, and even yelled. His mother tried to make him more careful.

Fang Yuan knew that he would never forget the outing until he died. He could remember that day was the spring equinox.

Because that outing was the only time to take Fang Tianming out before his husband and wife mysteriously disappeared.

Fang Yuan clearly remembers that the weather was very good that day, the sun was warm, big white clouds were floating in the blue sky, and the birds' calls in the woods were so pleasant.

He remembered sleeping in the woods when he was tired of playing.

His father tied him a hammock on the tree. His mother sat cross legged on the ground, gently shook the hammock and hummed an unknown song. Then he went to sleep unconsciously.

When he woke up, the sun had set in the west, covered with his father's coat, and the birds in the treetops were singing -- but no parents were watching him.

When children wake up and find that adults are not there, they will be nervous and shout.

Fan Yingying hurried back from outside the forest.

At that time, Fang Yuan once noticed that there seemed to be tears on his mother's face, and then his father's face seemed to have been scratched with his nails.

But at that time, he was a child after all. Although he noticed his parents, he didn't think much. He soon pestered my father and took him to catch fish by the stream in the valley.

The sun is setting. It's supposed to be right to go home. According to Fang Tianming's bad temper, he should have refused.

But he rarely agreed -- this is one of the main reasons why Fang Yuan can firmly remember that outing.

Just now, Fang Yuan dreamed again that he was eight years old.

Follow Fang Tianming to the stream again, take off his shoes, stand in the shallow stream and bend down to catch fish.

A lot of beautiful fish swim along the stream.

Long prepared, he suddenly stretched out his hand and copied up -- a small white fish was copied by him.

The child, who can catch the fish with his own hands and is still such a beautiful little white fish, will be very excited. Fang Yuan turned to his father who was smoking by the stream and opened his mouth to cheer, but he didn't shout anything.

Because the father who should have been standing by the stream disappeared, a girl appeared in the place where he was standing.

The girl is unusually beautiful, tall and perfect, which has stunned Fang Yuan. What's more, she doesn't wear any clothes!

Moreover, in the position of her right shoulder, there was a very beautiful flower.

That is the other shore flower -- even in a dream, even when you are eight years old, Fang Yuan can recognize it as the other shore flower.

A girl as beautiful as an angel, her skin is delicate and snow-white, like solidified milk, which is a little smoother than the white porcelain fired in Jingdezhen, so she sets off the bright red other shore flower with incomparably charming and flirtatious.

Who is she?

In the dream, I looked at the girl foolishly and felt familiar. It was not only like Xia Xiaoyun, but also like the shadow of water, but also like the north of desert -- but it was not any of the three people, but an incomparably beautiful and flirtatious existence.

Suddenly, when she was staring at the girl and lost her instinct to speak and move, some zombies covered with red hair suddenly jumped out of the grass behind her and roared hoarsely at her.

The girl didn't notice that so many red haired zombies would suddenly come out behind her, holding high their fingernails and blue claws, and pounced on her fiercely, just staring at the surrounding area quietly.

Her eyes were like a dark pool of paint, unfathomable, which seemed very empty, but with obvious complex feelings, just like a child looking at a beautiful candy, hesitating whether to eat it or save it, looking at the surrounding area.

Run!

Fang Yuan wanted to shout these two words.

But with his open mouth, he couldn't shout any sound.

No matter who the girl is or why her eyes are so deep, empty and complex, he can't bear to tear her to pieces by those red haired zombies.

When the claw of a red haired zombie was about to touch the girl's white porcelain shoulder, she finally moved -- it seemed as if walking through the weeping willows and pushing aside the willow branches in front of her, with incomparable lightness, natural and poetic movement.

But in this way, those red haired zombies that look terrible fly out like paper people thrown out by urchins -- their heads suddenly fall off before they fall to the ground.

So good?

Fangyuan is more stupid.

He suddenly felt that he should know the girl and know who she was.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't think of who she was.

Only when she saw more red haired zombies, dozens of them. When they roared and jumped at her, she turned and waved and raised her beautiful jade feet -- Fangyuan found a secret.

The place where all girls would not be seen by any man after they were four years old was pasted with a small yellow note.

What does the note look like?

Well, it's like the paper talisman used by those ghost hunters -- it's something with the words "urgent as a law".

Moreover, the small note does not seem to exist, but exists in an illusory situation, but it can be seen clearly.

What is it?

When Fangyuan's mouth grew up, the girl didn't stop moving like a cloud and water, and soon threw all the red haired zombies out.

After screwing off the head of the last red haired zombie easily, the girl comforted Fangyuan: "Fangyuan, don't be afraid. As long as you love me, I will protect you all your life. No one can hurt you."

Who the hell are you? Why can't I remember?

Fangyuan gulped and spit. When he was about to ask this sentence, he saw a man appear behind the girl like a ghost.

This time, the girl still didn't look back. Her eyes were so empty and complex that people couldn't see clearly. She always stared at the surrounding area. It seemed that she hoped he could nod and say: OK, then I love you.

But Fang Yuan could feel that the girl didn't find another person behind her.

This is also a woman. No matter her appearance, figure or age, she is strikingly similar to a girl, but she is wearing clothes: it is a dark black robe with large white other shore flowers embroidered on it.

Should it be the girl's sister?

But Fang Yuan thinks that a woman's actual age is much older than a girl. Inexplicably, she thinks it should be her mother.

As for why Fang Yuan has such a judgment, he can't tell. Maybe it's intuition?

Finally, she found that Fang Yuan stared at her back and looked blankly. The girl turned around and looked.

Standing in the square of the stream, from this point of view, we can clearly see that after seeing the woman, her empty and deep eyes suddenly shrink, and then float to a frightening color of horror. She asked in a trembling voice, "husband and wife, how are you, how are you coming?"

madam?

Whose wife is this beautiful woman?

Where is the lady, wearing such terrible clothes, embroidered with other shore flowers -- slow down, slow down, other shore flowers? I should be familiar with this thing!

When I thought of this, Mrs. Fang asked coldly, "what's in your eyes?"

Although the lady is talking to the girl, her eyes are always staring at the surrounding area.

It's different from the girl's eyes. There's no emptiness or complexity in the lady's eyes. There's only deep-seated, vicious hatred!

Fang Yuan swore that he had never seen this lady before, so he really didn't understand why she hated herself so much: is it true that this lady was a woman that her brother had been with before?

The girl didn't dare to speak at all, but trembled all over her body and slowly crawled on the ground with her forehead touching the ground.

"I let you out to do things, not to fall in love with this damn man. Do you think that as long as you can charm this boy, you can live a good life, and I can't run out? "

The lady looked at the usual girl and said with a gloomy sneer: "ha ha, but you are wrong - between you and that child, no matter who is with this boy, the seal that suppresses me can be lifted, you can leave the dark world that makes me crazy and have the whole sky as much as possible!"

"I, I dare not, madam, I am wrong, wrong, please let me go!"

When the girl trembled and begged, sweat spilled from her creamy skin and slid down.

"Well, I'll trust you again."

The lady looked back at the silly circle and said faintly, "however, you must kill him now before I can believe you repent -- otherwise, you will stay in the ant nest all your life."

Fang Yuan could keenly catch that when his wife said the word "ant nest", the girl's body trembled when she opened it, and then she suddenly looked up and looked at him.

Fang Yuan can't believe it. Just now he said he wanted to protect his girl all his life. When he looked up at him this time, his beautiful face, so pure and distressing, turned out to be so terrible.

For example, all the terrible creatures you can think of before are 10000 times more terrible!

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

The girl slowly got up and stared at Fang Yuan with her back to her wife. Her neat little white teeth bit her lips hard. When there was blood flowing down, she suddenly opened her mouth and suddenly screamed. Her claws opened and rushed over at a speed he couldn't avoid: "go to hell - Fang Yuan!"

Then, Fang Yuan heard the sound of the water shadow whispering his name, and his brain thought quickly resumed its operation.

It's strange that when he was about to be killed by the girl who rushed up, he was awakened in time by the water shadow, and he didn't have the slightest fear.

Just like the scene just now, he was just watching a movie: what's going on in there, fuck his shit?

So he could slowly open his eyes after a comfortable yawn.

As soon as he opened his eyes, the water shadow turned on the flashlight, shook it on his face at will, and then put it on the ground.

The face of water shadow is still so charming, with deep concern and the brilliance of maternal love.

"Are you really water?"

Fang Yuan looked at her and asked inexplicably after a few seconds.

The water shadow was stunned, and then burst out laughing: "ha ha, I'm not me, who would I be?"

"I had a strange dream just now."

Fang Yuan reluctantly looked up from the water shadow leg, sat up and looked around.

There are many coffins around, stacked neatly, in the shape of solar radiation, surrounding them in the middle.