Chapter 850 Long Sleep Travel Dreamland

Hurry up, Huaishi.

Hurry up, otherwise it will be too late.

Huaishi gasped, clenching the pickaxe in her hand in the darkness under the moonlight.

I tried my best to shovel the soil under my feet, sweating profusely, but I didn't dare to stop. I was pulled by invisible fear and couldn't stop.

The shadow behind him swelled in the moonlight, laughing silently.

It's like looking down, watching him throw away the soil and sinking little by little, like digging his own grave.

Until he suddenly hit something invisible with his shovel, causing sparks to fly.

Huai Shi was stunned for a moment, stretched out a trembling hand, pushed aside the soil, and saw a heart of stone that was already cold. Under the soil, someone laughed softly.

So mocking.

When Huai Shi retreated in horror, a hand stretched out from the self-dug grave and suddenly grasped his wrist. In the mud and dust, his own face emerged, raised his head, and smiled at him:

"Huai Shi, what are you looking for?"

Darkness comes.

Heavy rain fell, the sound of trains roaring in the distance was heard, and the cemetery was desolate.

Huaishi stood in front of the tombstone, staring at the picture of her grandfather on the tombstone, and heard the sound of arguing behind her. A man and a woman were arguing with each other hysterically and impatiently, as if they wanted to blame each other for the faults of the whole world. .

Even if the funeral is not over yet.

The distribution of every inheritance is discussed with every penny.

When Huaishi finally plucked up the courage and turned around, the voice disappeared again.

Only two skeletons were left nestled in the drizzle, with dark eye holes staring at him quietly.

Huai Shi's eyesight went dark, and she covered her face tiredly, but suddenly the sound of ridicule sounded again from all around.

During the break after class, the boys gathered around him, jokingly laughing, pushing and kicking him. They looked at the wooden man with his head lowered, expecting his overestimating resistance.

"He is a thief! He has been here several times!" An impatient middle-aged woman tugged on his collar and pulled the things out of his hands: "You lied to me, where did you get the money to buy things!"

Teeth suddenly sprouted from the collar and ate him from the inside. He opened his eyes and saw the world rolling and shrinking. Everyone was convulsing, and the skin cracked like a lotus flower.

Plasma surged in the lotus and swallowed him up.

…

Nightmares, endless nightmares.

In the endless darkness, Huai Shi felt as if invisible tentacles were wrapping him up little by little, shrinking, pulling, and layer upon layer, causing him to fall toward the deepest part of the quagmire.

Reliving all the pain.

Never ending.

Huai Shi stared at everything calmly, without saying a word from beginning to end.

Wait quietly.

Until I returned to the desolate world and the decadent mountains and forests again, and saw the haggard man riding on the horse again.

Wandering aimlessly.

But this time, there were countless staggering figures behind his horse.

It's like the walking dead.

He moved forward numbly, his empty pupils no longer glowing, but filled with gloom and pain.

Along with that person, he turned back and looked at Huai Shi.

Again, a humble plea.

"Please, mourn for him..."

That hoarse prayer was like thunder, resounding from the depths of his soul again, constantly reverberating, filling every corner and will, not allowing him to have any more thoughts or refutations.

Huaishi closed her eyes.

Take a deep, deep breath.

Seriously and solemnly.

Make an answer.

Just like the barbarian Detective Conan in the comics, when he was lost in the night, he unexpectedly met a former villain organization researcher who was also injected with muscle-building drugs by the villain and turned into a giant.

Across a long distance, he roared at the other party:

"——I'm sorry for you!"

In an instant, he broke free from the shackles of the dream, clenched his fists, and used all his strength to punch the opponent in the face with anger.

boom!

At that moment, the fragile dream fell apart under the eyes of the crow, and Huai Shi woke up from the long nightmare.

Panting heavily.

Only the sound of wheels turning was heard.

In this brief trance, he felt his body shaking slightly, as if he was sitting on a carriage, and he didn't even realize where he was.

The long dream had exhausted all his energy. He wiped the cold sweat from his face, only to feel tired and weak.

He finally understood why those survivors fell into madness... However, now, he suspected that he had also gone crazy.

He found himself sitting on a tricycle, his body swaying with the sound of the wheels turning.

Go forward in the dark and long corridor.

The puppy of friendship was sitting opposite him, wagging his tongue and chewing on a bone. He didn't know where this place was and was unwary.

A deep voice sounded, from the other side.

"Hey, you, you finally woke up."

The voice said: "You were preparing to cross the border, right? You almost broke into the ambush of those ghosts..."

"Huh?" Huai Shi was stunned for a moment.

"When I found you, I almost thought you were dead. Are you feeling okay? Do you want one?"

Accompanied by a crunching sound, a cigar with a broken skin was held in his white-bone palm and brought to him.

Huai Shi looked up dully and saw... half a skeleton?

That's right, it was just the upper half of the skeleton, as if it had just crawled out of formalin, and it still had a pungent smell.

It wears an orange miner's hat on its head, and there are a lot of gold chains, iron pieces, etc. hanging around the skeleton frame. There are also two out-of-print limited edition cigarette cards inserted.

Now, he was looking up at Huai Shi, chewing a cigar in his mouth.

He didn't even light the fire, he just chewed in silence.

In the dark eye socket, a little white mouse timidly poked its head out to look at Huai Shi, then retracted and hid in its empty head.

"...Can corpses talk?" Huai Shi was dumbfounded.

There is no doubt that it is a skeleton, and the color of the bones is that of someone who has been dead for a long time. There is no brain, no flesh and blood, no internal organs, and no source of fluctuations.

But he can still move, chew cigars, and even though he has no vocal cords, he can still make sounds.

"Wow, that's such a rude thing to say." The skeleton opened his mouth and spat out the tobacco leaves in his mouth: "This thing is not delicious at all, why do so many people like it?"

"Well, that one is for lighting..."

"Huh?" The skeleton was stunned for a moment: "Really?"

"Yes, I probably lost one end and lit the other end for smoking..." Huaishi gestured for a long time before he finally understood. He found a lighter from the garbage on the floor in the tricycle bucket and put it on Huaishi. Under the guidance of poetry, it finally ignited.

Want to take a deep breath.

But of course, without lungs, nothing can be sucked out.

It just makes sense in a place like this.

However, even if you suck it out, this skeleton has no nose and no flesh and blood to absorb nicotine...

The skeleton looked regretfully at the smoking cigar, and muttered with sudden realization: "Is that so? I said there is nothing wrong with anything...Anyway, thank you very much."

"Uh, little things, little things."

Huai Shi smiled reluctantly, looked at the situation around her, and asked tentatively: "Did you put me in the car?"

"Yeah, I almost thought you were dead, and wanted to dig a hole for you and bury you. But your friend told me that you were still alive and just gave you some water, so I brought you back."

The skeleton raised its eye holes and looked at him: "You seem to be very energetic, unlike others who go crazy after sleeping.

Is there anything that feels uncomfortable? Want some medicine? "

"medicine?"

"Yeah, let's see... I have something here..." The skeleton rummaged through the garbage on the ground and took out a lot of unlabeled potions: "I picked these from a warehouse. They should be effective for you. ?”

"Well, that's unnecessary." Huai Shi rubbed the bridge of her nose and tried to clear her thoughts.

Understand the cause and effect.

Roughly speaking, Huai Shi, the little overlord of Danbo, came to space and arrived at Helios. He was trapped here by his teammates, chased and eaten by a group of monsters, and almost disturbed something strange. He finally escaped after lurking for a long time. Go, fall into a coma, and be picked up by a skeleton?

"Hey, man, do me a favor—"

The skeleton suddenly spoke, interrupting his thoughts: "Can you tell your friend...that he give me my greater trochanter?"

"Ah?" Huaishi was stunned for a moment, then looked at the broken dog, only to realize that this dog was actually grinding its teeth with someone's pelvis in its mouth!

After struggling for a long time, he finally snatched the bones from his mouth and installed them on the skeleton. The skeleton let out a sigh of relief, and tried hard to twist the lower body without legs, as if it had breathed a sigh of relief, and felt much more comfortable.

"...Well, brother, I have a question. I don't know whether I should ask it." Huai Shi scratched his head and asked tentatively: "Excuse me, what are you doing?"

"ah?"

The skeleton was stunned for a moment, then replied in a loud voice: "I don't know either!"

? ? ?

Huai Shi's expression twitched.

Ten minutes later, the skeleton broke off the starch blocks he had picked up and fed the white mouse living in his head. At the same time, he explained to Huai Shi: "I woke up from the pile of corpses half a month ago and this is what I looked like. Knowing what happened, it felt like it suddenly popped out of thin air.

I also want to find someone to ask me what I am, but everyone is dead, and no one cares about me... Apart from the two of you, the only living thing found is this little thing.

But after asking for a long time, it didn't seem to be able to speak. "

The skeleton shrugged regretfully and made a rattling sound: "I still expected you to know. I wanted to ask you. I never thought you knew less than me."

At this point, his tone became sad: "Is it possible that I am the only one left of my species?"

No, no, no, in terms of corpses, I don’t know how many there are in the entire current situation.

It's just that no skeleton can move and speak like you.

Huai Shi observed it carefully and found that... it seemed to be the work of some kind of alchemy, but she couldn't imagine what kind of alchemy could create such a thing.

I can't think of anyone who could be so boring.

The most important thing is that there is no sign of the secret ritual at all, as if it was born naturally...

What is this? Resurrection of the dead?

Huai Shi scratched his head and asked curiously: "Then... do you still remember your name?"

"ah?"

The skeleton was stunned for a moment, scratching his head until it banged.

It's like I've never thought about this problem.

"My name is...what is my name..."

He murmured dully, as if he was trying hard to remember, but he couldn't be sure. He muttered to himself trivially: "It seems that it is called... Pubu... What is Pubu? Liu Si?"

In Huaishi's sudden shock, Skull suddenly raised his head and snapped his fingers: "I think my name is Publius!"

"……What?!"

Huaishi screamed in surprise.