0p0 Chapter 247 Zhuang Zhou Mengdie
Chapter 247 Zhuang Zhou Mengdie
When Zhou Zhou heard Pei Yanlie's words, his whole body trembled and he opened his eyes with trembling eyelids.
Layers of white clouds were floating in the blue sky. He tilted his head to look to the side, and what caught his eye were half-man-high weeds.
He rubbed his aching forehead and sat up. His view in front was blocked by weeds, so he could only stand up. The surrounding environment looked familiar. It was clearly the place where he woke up before.
"Squeak."
There was a rustling sound in the grass. Zhou Zhou's pupils shrank suddenly and he lowered his head to stare at the creature that poked its head out of the grass.
Its round body was covered with snow-white fur, and its pointed, narrow eyes suddenly widened when it saw Zhou Zhou. Zhou Zhou frowned, bit his lower lip and opened the encyclopedia on his computer.
"Screaming rats only appear in the Teng Lake area. They are timid and afraid of all creatures that are not of their own kind."
The cold, flat mechanical sound struck Zhou Zhou's mind word by word. Suddenly he thought of something and looked down at his clothes. He was wearing an intact white three-piece suit.
Obviously, my coat has become wrinkled after being washed by heavy rain, my pants have been torn by weeds after several hours of trekking, and my shoes are covered with mud...
"Am I trapped in a hallucination or possessed by an evil spirit?" Zhou Zhou's eyes turned red and his spirit collapsed in an instant. He squatted down, holding his head with both hands and screaming loudly.
Various small animals hiding in the grass fled away, screaming in fear.
Zhou Zhou lay on his back, tears welling up in his eyes. "What the hell is this place? Can I still go back?"
He sniffed, turned on the light computer, and looked for the call records. No matter how hard he searched, the video call with Pei Yanlie in the tree hole that night seemed like a dream, and he could not find any clues.
Zhuang Zhou dreamed of being a butterfly, or maybe the butterfly dreamed of Zhuang Zhou.
Zhou Zhou had no way of knowing whether he was still dreaming at this moment. He prayed that when he opened his eyes again, he would see Pei Yanlie's face.
Time passed by every second. Zhou Zhou could no longer sit there and wait for death. He could only stand up again and walk in the opposite direction, towards the south.
An hour later, dark clouds quietly came over the sky. Zhou Zhou took off his suit jacket and covered his head with it, then walked with difficulty in the weeds.
"Crackling" bean-sized water droplets hit the weeds, even bending them.
Zhou Zhou's entire body was soaked, even inside his leather shoes there was water, making a "sizzling" sound with every step he took.
With a loud "boom", dark purple lightning exploded on the top of the western mountain, and the faint tongues of fire were quickly covered by rain.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, Zhou Zhou suddenly felt an unbearable pain in his legs. His trousers were cut by the sharp weeds, and even his skin was not spared.
Suddenly, something hit his calf under the grass. Zhou Zhou stopped, panting and looking down at the screaming rat that was soaking wet.
Its fur was wet and stuck to its body, and its round body was twice as small as before. Zhou Zhou pursed his pale lips, bent down and picked up the screaming rat with one hand.
The screaming rat trembled, obviously afraid of Zhou Zhou's touch. It stretched out its claws and grabbed Zhou Zhou's sleeve tightly, and cried weakly twice.
Zhou Zhou sighed, then continued walking forward until the rain stopped and he finally walked out of the weeds.
In front of him was a barren black ground with a small amount of water in the depressions. Zhou Zhou took off his suit jacket and wanted to put the screaming rat down.
But the screaming rat refused to let go and kept screaming anxiously.
"What? I brought you out with kindness, and you still want to rely on me?" Zhou Zhou narrowed his eyes, and his wet bangs dripped down his cheeks to his chin.
The screaming rat stretched out its long tongue to roll away the water drops hanging on Zhou Zhou's chin, and cried out obediently.
Zhou Zhou's face turned dark. The screaming rat's tongue was covered with barbs, and it didn't feel good when it licked his skin.
He touched his chin and found no broken skin. After hesitating for a moment, he continued to move forward with the screaming rat.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the black soil under my feet was shaking slightly, as if something was rolling underneath and was about to break out of the ground.
Zhou Zhou stopped and the shaking feeling disappeared. He continued to walk forward and his right foot suddenly stepped into the mud.
Soon, he realized something was wrong. His calves were almost buried in the mud. He tried to pull them out, but his left foot began to sink due to the force.
"Swamp... Is this a swamp?!" Zhou Zhou wanted to bang his head on the ground, begging God to let him go.
However, the reality was cruel. His two feet were deeply stuck in the swamp. He could only let go of Screaming Rat and said, "You go by yourself. I can't get out."
The area below the swamp was no different from a bottomless pit. He could clearly feel his legs slowly sinking. If he moved, the sinking speed would increase.
"You didn't die in the mouth of a beast, but were buried in a swamp. Zhou Xiaozhou, your life is really full of drama." Zhou Zhou smiled at himself, with tears in the corners of his eyes.
He was not a very brave man. Even though he had experienced death before, he was still afraid.
He has too many unfulfilled wishes and he doesn't want to die.
The screaming rat knew the danger of the swamp, and the moment Zhou Zhou put him down, he quickly ran into the grass.
Zhou Zhou tried to lie down on his back to buy himself more time to survive.
He kept his eyes open from day to night, his head feeling dizzy. He didn't want to sleep, nor did he dare to sleep, for fear that once he fell asleep, he would never wake up again.
In the dark night, with stars dotting the sky, Zhou Zhou raised his hand and reached for the distant universe, muttering to himself: "Pei Yanlie, what are you doing?"
"Pei Yanlie..."
"Mom and Dad..."
He kept repeating them, his nose felt sore and his voice became hoarse.
After crying silently for a while, he couldn't resist the sleepiness and closed his eyes.
In his dream, he returned to the main star, returned to Pei Yanlie, and hugged him tightly.
Pei Yanlie put his hand on his head and said with a sigh: "Don't cry, why aren't you awake yet? I'm right next to you, open your eyes and look at me."
Zhou Zhou shook his head and said in a muffled voice: "Once I open my eyes, I will definitely go back to that damn place again."
Pei Yanlie patted his back again and again, leaning close to his ear and whispering, "Don't be afraid, I'll always be with you."
Zhou Zhou was silent for a moment, then said "hmm" reluctantly.
"tatter"
The nightmare-like sound was right beside his ears. Zhou Zhou closed his eyes tightly, touched his side with his hand, and felt completely cold inside.
"Pei Yanlie, you lied to me."
He pulled up a weed, slowly climbed up, stared blankly at the half-man-high weed, and uttered "huh" with the corners of his mouth raised.
He was trapped in an endless dead end, and whenever he woke up, he would find himself in the weeds.
The sky was still as blue as ever, but his heart was numb and insensitive.
Next time, he never wants to wake up again.
At least in his dreams, he could deceive himself.
……
At two o'clock in the morning, the federal emergency research institute announced a chilling experimental result.
[After many experiments, researchers led by Song Shaolin and others privately used R protons extracted from black holes. This object has strong radiation and hallucination functions, making it difficult for people to distinguish between reality and dreams. Please take precautions and stay away from all criminals who illegally carry R protons. ]