Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 942 The Curse of Name (Part )

Later, he forgot that sentence for a long time. A completely incomprehensible person said something incomprehensible, and there was nothing to care about. However, it happened that on the day this man came to the store, he began to have nightmares at night.

Sometimes, he dreamed that he was walking in a city that was close to reality but extremely weird. A group of huge cranes walked along the river to the seaside to drink water. Silver scales grew on the buildings; they looked like fishermen's giant cranes. He chased him while laughing, saying weird words such as sending him to a live show at the bottom of a well; there were also old memories of his hometown, where his stepmother probably sat on the ground crying, and several of her children also As he cried, the sound he made was like flutes with different timbres, humming in unison.

In weird dreams like this, nothing particularly bloody or scary appears.

, but there is always some kind of invisible terrifying atmosphere in the dream, gradually pressing on my heart like a flood. Every morning when he woke up, he would find himself gasping for air like a person who had just been rescued from the shore. At first I thought it was because I didn't get enough rest, but no matter how early I went to bed, or whether I listened to sleep-aid music or drank warm water before going to bed as recommended on the Internet, the nightmares showed no signs of abating, and instead became increasingly clear. Until I occasionally take a nap in the store during the day, I will dream of walking on a gravel road covered with white mist.

In the dream, I was very familiar with this road and wanted to walk somewhere along it, but as I walked, I realized that the destination no longer existed. This whole place is nothing but an empty city, a dead land, a lifeless world.

(I shouldn't be here.)

He was afraid. But I don’t know where to go. No matter where you go, there is still nowhere to escape. The only way to escape the threat in a nightmare is to wake yourself up. So he pinched his arms hard, bit his tongue, or closed his eyes hard and then opened them again. Although I knew in my heart that it was all a dream, I couldn't wake up on my own initiative. I had to wait until I was almost suffocated by fear before I could return to the plain and stable reality.

Before he opened his eyes, he heard someone calling his name clearly in his ear. That voice was undoubtedly Xiaocu. He raised his head suddenly, almost making the boss standing in front of the counter fall backward in fright.

"What's wrong? The Nightmare is here?"

Cai Ji breathed heavily and couldn't say anything. His eyes swept across the entire store and the street view outside. It was raining heavily and there was no one on the street. The store was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, with only the continuous sound of rain occupying your hearing. The monotonous and dense thin sound was said to be white noise that was good for falling asleep, but to him at this moment, it sounded like the howling of ghosts and wolves, making people mad. He couldn't help but clamp his head tightly with his two arms to relieve the violent beating of blood vessels in his skull.

Seeing his appearance, the shop owner who was half-joking became nervous and looked at him more carefully: "Really not feeling well? Are you sick?"

Unsure of the intention behind this sentence, Cai Ji had to respond vaguely, while trying his best to look more energetic. If you are fired due to suspicion of illness, you may not be able to find such a stable and easy job again.

He said the last sentence with some confidence, and when he saw the shop owner didn't respond, he suddenly felt regretful. This world is inherently unreasonable. If you could ask for money, you would have already asked for it. Do you still need him to teach you? If he couldn't get compensation for some reason, he had no other way to solve it. He would be annoying like a guy who likes to poke holes in shortcomings.

"……it is good."

"So, is he okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay. Someone called the police and fire fighters, arrested the man, and emptied everything in the warehouse. Thinking about it, we moved out. Now these houses are rented For sale, the whole building is full of strangers. Be careful yourself. If you have any trouble, you can tell the store."

"The person who used the residential building as a chemical warehouse poisoned all the people on your floor. You should be able to claim compensation from him, right? At least he should pay for the medical expenses."

"Have you been like this for a while?" The shop owner still emphasized, stroking his slightly protruding belly thoughtfully, "You haven't been able to sleep well lately?"

The shop owner didn't say anything. Although he was still looking at Cai Ji intently, the expression on his face showed no obvious emotional signals. It was like an empty house with only four walls and no one inside. Cai Ji stared at that face blankly, suddenly feeling that he was still in a dream.

"...It's almost the same day that student came to repair the car last time."

It sounds like it's been more than two weeks since the cancerous tumor was discovered, Cai Ji thought to himself. With this thought, he inevitably felt a little panic-didn't it mean that the symptoms of certain diseases were fear of sound and water? Could it be that the nightmare he has been having for the past few days is also a symptom of the disease in his body that he has subconsciously discovered? What if you really get that serious illness? But he is obviously still very young, and he doesn’t even have the habit of smoking or drinking!

"Is it a problem with where you live?"

The shop owner, who was secretly panicking but looking thoughtful, asked this question. Cai Ji looked at him confused, so the shop owner said, "There's nothing wrong with the house where you live, right?"

The shopkeeper sighed, and the hand rubbing his abdomen fell back to his side.

"what money?"

Cai Ji looked at him dumbfounded. The shop owner added: "Where my family used to live, someone rented the room next door and secretly used it as a chemical warehouse. As a result, the weather was too humid and the bag was not tightly sealed, and the toxic gas leaked. It almost destroyed our floor. All the people were killed. My son had just come back from school and forgot to bring his house key, so he was sitting at his door waiting. He passed out while waiting for someone."

"Oh, it's been more than two weeks, right?"

"When did it start?" the shop owner asked again.

After hearing the shopkeeper's instructions, even if they were just polite words of not asking for money, Cai Ji felt that he should express something. However, he has never been the kind of person who can speak nice words since he was a child, and he has no experience in receiving care from his elders. What should I say? If you say that you are happy that the other person's family is safe, it would be a bit too cheesy. It has no practical effect and seems to be sentimental. If he wanted to provide real help, he would have almost nothing. After thinking hard for a while, he could only ask hesitantly: "Did that person lose money?"

As far as his normal attitude is concerned, the shop owner can be described as a kind and amiable good person, but when it comes to matters involving interests, it's hard to say. Really not wanting to risk his job, Cai Ji immediately stated that he was not sick, but that the recent bad weather had affected his sleep.

In the cold sound of wind and rain outside the door, the shop owner's square and fat face with Chinese characters seemed a bit unfamiliar. The shadows under the eyebrows extended to the cheekbones, and the wrinkles on his forehead seemed to be crawling. In a daze, he actually felt that the face was twisting like a whirlpool. There is a ghost in the house - a voice whispered in his heart. The sound sounded very much like Xiaocu.

"What could be wrong with the house?"

"There are so many problems with the house." He said earnestly, "Are there chemical plants nearby? What do your neighbors next door do? Are there any of them who don't go out all day long and don't know what they are doing? There are also low-frequency noises, Tap water, electrical appliances, decoration materials... you can ask about these, and if it doesn't work, go to the hospital to check."

Then, as if nothing had happened, the shopkeeper said: "These houses are now rented and sold, and every building is full of strangers. You should be careful. If you have any trouble, you can tell the shop."

After saying this, he gave exactly the same instructions as a minute ago.

The shop owner seemed unable to see Cai Ji's expression, turned around and walked away as if nothing had happened.

Cai Ji called him, and he turned around without showing any hearing problems.

"what happened?"

"The man who uses residential buildings as warehouses..."

"It seems that he died without being rescued." The shopkeeper said, with a little incomprehensible smile on his face, which made people think that he himself was confused about what he said.

Seeing his appearance, Cai Ji, who was worried, found it inconvenient to ask any more questions. Several days have passed since then, and the symptoms of the nightmare still have not eased. He observed the neighbors as the shopkeeper reminded him, and none of the residents looked particularly strange. I asked a couple who rented the same apartment and they never had any problems with nightmares.

In this situation, if it is not due to some kind of disease, I am afraid I can only resort to supernatural powers. In contrast, he would rather there was a problem with the feng shui of the house than having some serious problem with himself, which would at most be a problem of moving. However, even if there is really something like feng shui or haunting, it shouldn't only affect him.

If there is anything that makes him different from others, it can only be what happened that night when he looked for Xiao Chu. Although several months had passed between that night and the onset of the nightmare symptoms, who could tell such a thing clearly? Maybe something bad has already happened to me, and nightmares are just the result of the situation deteriorating to a certain stage.

After having this thought in his mind, his dreams also changed: buildings with silver scales, giant cranes drinking water by the sea, and gravel roads filled with wet mist no longer appeared. In his dreams, he always Walking towards the dark Tallinn. The slender tower shadow rises so high that even if you lift your head and neck, you can't see the top. I don't know if it's dawn or dusk, but the sky is gray-black reflecting the glimmer of frost and snow. From the back of the tower, tens of thousands of rays of light burst out, slowly spreading out in a fan shape. That brilliant color is not only visually dazzling like a flame, but even the skin can clearly feel the heat emanating from the glow. That burning thing is the morning glow before sunrise? Or the sunset before nightfall?

The answer lies there. It’s all about getting to that place. However, every time he wanted to approach the Black Tower, he was always blocked by the lake. The lake water is like a polished piece of dark green jade, so solid that not even a single wave can be seen.

Do you want to try swimming across it? He thinks so every time. But every time I approach the water, I feel fear for no reason.

Wanting to go to the Black Tower, but being afraid of getting close to the lake, both emotions kept rising until I woke up in agony.

Old Shipyard - As the dream progressed, this once-forgotten word returned to his memory. But what happened that night was still very vague. He only vaguely understood that it was the place where there were many black towers and the glow was soaked in the glow that he saw in the nightmare. It was the place he wanted to go to many times in his dream but was blocked by the lake.

Why do you want to go to that place? When he woke up from the dream, he couldn't answer this question, but in the dream, he felt that this desire was natural.

The address of the old shipyard is No. 206 Dongyun Road, by a lake in an abandoned old park. That was the last place Xiao Chu went.

And the man standing by the lake. Although the other person's face can no longer be remembered at all, this person definitely existed, just like Xiao Chu also existed.

As the past is recalled, the dream becomes more and more concrete, and its strong sense of reality almost surpasses reality. Several times, when he was clearly not asleep, but just leaning against the wall with his eyes closed, he actually walked on the road to the Black Tower in a trance.

The lake breeze slaps the cheeks softly and moistly, and bursts of heat released by the glow also come with the wind. It made him feel that this place was more real than the city he lived in every day.

He glanced helplessly at the lake again and again, trying to find a way across the lake. He had to walk on the lake, because taking a detour would be fruitless. This impression was firmly imprinted in his mind, making him not even think about it. But there are no pontoons or boats on the lake. There are only floating plants piled up in succession, such as very small lotus. The green leaves spread from the waterfront to the center of the lake.

Since it is a place where lotus leaves can grow, it means that the lake is not too deep, right? He thought to himself and looked eagerly, but still did not dare to put his feet into the jade-like lake. It is absolutely taboo to enter the lake. Although I don’t know why, this is definitely true. Maybe this lake is like the legendary weak water, an immovable lake where even feathers can sink.

(...But, where are those lotus leaves?)

Even in his dream, he still thought this way subconsciously. The ability to grow such lush plants shows that the lake is not very deep, and it is unlikely to be corrosive. If I have to say something that makes people feel uneasy, it is that the lakeside is just too quiet. There were no birds, insects, fish, or frogs, not a single thing that you would normally see near water. If he could see a few live fish in the lake, maybe he would dare to jump directly in. It was when he had this idea that he saw "that thing" for the first time.

It does not come from the direction of the burning glow, but seems to be hiding among the piles of lotus leaves early in the morning. Not twenty meters away, there was a small black thing twisting in the corner of his eye. He turned his head and took a closer look and found that it was a small wading bird with black feathers all over its body. The black bird has slender legs and walks lightly across the water on lotus leaves. Its tail with two white spots moves leisurely in rhythm, almost as if it is mocking his timidity.

The wings of the blackbird are tightened on the sides, almost integrated with the body, and only the thin white line is exposed at the bottom of the coverts. Noticing this feature, he immediately realized that this bird was very common around the rice fields in his hometown. People in his hometown called it the red-crested black water chicken - however, the one in front of him was very small, and he didn't see the iconic blood-red forehead, so he knew it was probably a young bird or an immature bird. How could this thing appear in my dream? he asked secretly. The night he went to find Xiao Chu, he had definitely not seen a similar bird near the old shipyard.

"Why can't I be here?" said Blackbird. It tilted its small head and looked at Cai Ji with its two black jade-like eyes. From that body, which was about the same size as a pigeon, a voice as thin but loud as a human girl came out.

Cai Ji looked at it in shock. The black bird flapped its wings, and there was a clear sneer in its two small eyes.

"This is your dream, right? So what if I can talk?"

This time, Cai Ji, who was prepared in advance, was not frightened again, but carefully saw the way the black bird spoke. Although the beak did not move, the high-pitched voice like a young girl did come from the vibrating throat of the bird. Coupled with its self-righteous demeanor, it looks like a monster that became a spirit in the Xianxia TV series.

(What a ridiculous dream...it was just a dream after all.)

He felt both ridiculous and strangely disappointed at the scene before him. At this time, the black bird said again: "Hey, do you want to go to the black tower over there?"

"……so what?"

"You want to go there, right? Why don't you go there?"

"It was blocked by water."

"Then go over there." Blackbird said, and let out a clear, high-pitched laugh, which was exactly the most annoying sound that a three-year-old child can make when he is extremely excited. Then it walked back and forth on the lotus leaves with its thin legs and flapped its wings in a showy manner. "Look, look, why don't you just walk over like me? It's very simple. Can't you even do this? What a useless person!"

The blackbird cackled. "What a useless person!"

The innocent laughter pierced his head. You are such a useless person. His father's angry voice from his childhood seemed to echo in his ears again, as well as the laughter coming from behind. But all that has passed. He immediately said to himself that this was just a dream, and he was actually laughed at by a half-sized black-haired rail in his dream! He tried his best not to be affected by the laughter, but anger gradually filled his chest - it was just a pheasant! They are just livestock for people to watch and enjoy, and to slaughter for meat! Such a thing does not even deserve the right to survive in the human world, and is worse than the poorest and humblest beggar——

"Yeah! Is that what you think?"

Blackbird's laughter suddenly stopped. "Do you think so?" it said, suddenly stretching one foot forward, lowering its head and looking at its thin claws carefully, "Even if I can go to places you can't go, even if I know everything - but the mermaid There is no eternal soul! Is that what you think? What a funny person!"

It laughed again in a girlish voice. That annoying laughter made Cai Ji suddenly remember the night he went to find Xiao Chu, a night fisherman he met by chance in the old industrial park. The hollow laughter of the middle-aged man and the laughter of the blackbird on the lake were obviously two completely different timbres, but they had a certain same tone.

"Me too," he vaguely heard the blackbird say, "I am also a fisherman. The mermaid hiding in this lake will be caught sooner or later!"

Mermaids were mentioned again. Cai Ji thought to himself. I must have heard similar topics somewhere, and I didn’t hear it in this dream—presumably it was because I heard related topics during the day that I had such a strange dream, right?

"Hey," Blackbird said again, "Do you want to go to the Black Tower over there? Can't you just go through the lake?"

"...I will not walk into this lake."

"If you insist on being so useless, just go find the Black Tower outside Mengwai."

Cai Ji was stunned. He never thought that the thing in his dream would also say the words "go to the outside of the dream".

The black bird lowered its neck to the water, its eyes still squinting at him. It was obviously an expressionless water bird, but Cai Ji seemed to see a mysterious person lowering his hat with his hand, and a malicious look was revealed under the brim of the hat.

"Have you seen this place before? Do you know the way? Then, go and find it? Can't we just go and find the Black Tower in the city outside the dream?"

A soft, coaxing voice came from the throat of the black bird: "Isn't it the same when you find it in reality? As long as you go there during the day, it will be fine. If you don't want to pass by the lake, just go around it? It's outside the dream. The lake can be bypassed, right? Then, go to that place again, you know the address, right? Right? Right? "

The repeated "right" finally turned into a metallic and sharp bird song, rushing straight towards the sky soaked in the rays of light. Until Cai Ji woke up from the nightmare that was on the verge of suffocation, the explosive impact of airflow still stung his eardrums.

(End of this chapter)