C229

Chapter 229 - amnesia

With the mindset of not disturbing others, I left right after my injuries recovered.

Because... I didn't know where my home was, and I didn't know where I was supposed to go, so I took a random job.

After all — I'm alone, and I want to live my life first.

It was pitch black all around, the branches were dancing in the wind, the crow was squatting on the tree branch, its eyes bloodshot, occasionally it would let out a few wails.

There was a stone bridge not far in front of him. On the other side of the stone bridge hung a black coffin.

For some reason, my body couldn't control itself as I walked towards the stone bridge. Beneath the stone bridge, scarlet blood was flowing.

"Ga Ga", her bare feet were suddenly grabbed. She lowered her head and saw a damaged skeleton hand with only a few strands of blood left. The owner of the skeleton hand was looking at her with a pair of empty eyes.

Suddenly, it grinned.

"Ah …" I screamed as I woke up from my dream and abruptly sat up on the bed. Cold sweat flowed down my body as I surveyed my surroundings. Only then did I realize that I was actually unharmed and lying on my bed at home.

He breathed heavily and his hands and feet became extremely cold. That dream was too real!

It was unknown since when he had been repeating a dream. Inside the dream, there was a black coffin lying in the middle of a lake that had been piled with blood.

Every time he wanted to investigate, there would be a skeleton blocking him. Then, the dream would be interrupted.

In the beginning — every time I woke up, I couldn't remember what had happened in the dream.

However … In the recent days, for some reason, the things he dreamt became clearer and clearer.

"Who?" There seemed to be something moving outside the window through the curtain.

"What are you doing? Nothing." Pulling open the curtains, he couldn't help mumbling to himself when he saw that there was nothing at all.

He lay back on the bed. It was just a dream. What was there to be afraid of? He still had to go to work tomorrow.

He had finally found a job and didn't want to lose it.

Creak! Creak! Creak …

On the balcony, shockingly, a skeletal hand appeared. It was the exact same as the skeleton in my dreams.

"You couldn't have been a thief yesterday, right?" When going to work, Yu Yan looked at my thick and dark circles under my eyes and couldn't help but ask.

"I just didn't sleep well at night. I always have the same dream. I can't remember anything when I dream." As I spoke, I couldn't help yawning.

Seeing that I was not in a good mood, Yu Yan suggested that they go find her grandmother.

After work, I went to Yu Yan's house. When Grandma Yu Yan saw me, her expression slightly changed.

"Grandma, I brought a friend here for a reason." After listening to my description, Grandma came up to me and touched the top of my head.

"I can help you see what you dream about, or I can help you stay awake in your dreams and find out, but... "I can only open the altar when my Yin Qi is at its heaviest. Now I have to go prepare something, you guys can sit for a while." I wanted to ask if there was anything I could help with, but just as I was about to go in, I was stopped by Yu Yan.

"My grandma will prepare those by herself." Sitting in the chair, I had a feeling that something was wrong.

"Milk..." "Grandma." When I was about to start doing this, I was very nervous. I tried to take a deep breath to adjust my mood, but Yu Yan's panicked voice sounded by my ear.

Opening his eyes, he saw Yu Yan raising one hand and pointing at the moon, as if he had seen something inconceivable.

He looked towards the direction Yu Yan pointed. This was … Blood-red full moon?

For some reason, the moon seemed to be dyed scarlet, and the color seemed to be increasing.

"What's going on?" I abruptly stood up from the stool.

"It seems that your dream is not ordinary. But, it's still okay. It's just a blood-red full moon, not a blood-colored crescent moon." Grandma looked at me and spoke slowly.

He sat on a cushion, and in front of him was a desk with a pair of candles lit on it. Beside the table was a pile of paper money.

"Close your eyes, I will let you enter your dreams. Yu Yan, you must guard beside the candle. No matter what, you must not extinguish the candle, otherwise — — she will never be able to return." Hearing her grandmother's words, Yu Yan nodded her head heavily.

I didn't know what was going on in my grandma's mouth, but I felt my head getting heavier and heavier. Gradually, I lost consciousness.

The wind was bone-chilling cold, as if it could freeze one's soul.

Not far away, the raven's bloodshot eyes stare fixedly at me, its uneven cries seemingly singing a funeral song.

Standing by the stone bridge, I looked up at the floating coffin on the other side of the bridge.

He wanted to see what exactly it was, but he also knew what he would face after taking this step.

"Whether it's fortune or misfortune, whether it's misfortune or not, we can't avoid it. Let's go all out." After struggling for a long time, finally, with the mentality of a brave warrior who would never return, he stepped onto the stone bridge.

"Grandmother …" "Take a look." Yu Yan, who was protecting the candle, unintentionally saw the moon in the sky and her voice became distorted.

"What's wrong?" Following Yu Yan's gaze, Grandma's expression also changed.

The full moon in the sky had started to become incomplete, little by little. That faint red color had now turned blood-red.

"No matter what happens later, don't let the candle go out. I need to quickly find a way to wake your friend up." As she spoke, her grandmother's hand gesture quickly changed.

"Grandmother." Hearing Yu Yan's shouts, Grandma raised her head and realized that there was a blood white skeleton standing behind Yu Yan, and the skeleton's hand was holding onto Yu Yan's neck.

"How is it different?" Halfway through the stone bridge, the skeleton in the dream still did not appear.

But... I don't know. The peace and quiet here is because someone is taking it on her behalf.

"What do you want?" Grandmother looked at the skeleton, her hands still gesticulating.

"What is it? Heh heh … I just want you to do me a favor and blow out the candle. " The skeleton opened and closed its mouth as it spoke.

Creak creak sounds came from between the bones. Yu Yan had the illusion that the skeleton was going to fall apart at any moment.

Curious, I looked under the bridge and saw that the river below was red, and from time to time a particularly large bubble appeared.

I don't know why, but when I see this river I think of Wangchuan. I wonder if Wangchuan from Hades is like this.

Staring at the river in a daze, he heard the sound of the coffin. He looked over and saw that the lid of the coffin was slowly being opened, falling to the ground with a thump.

His heart leapt into his throat. Could it be that something was going to appear?