Chapter 604: Icelandic Horror (136)

"The little ghost is calling the soul."

The tour guide in the golden cloak wiped the knife with fine cotton cloth, and his tone was quite calm. He even had the mood to joke with the tour guide in the scarlet cloak: "Is it calling you? But you are the only one who didn't find the corresponding thing."

"It's not a ghost, nor a demon."

Maria's father walked around the ice cave with a cross in his hand and came back. He sprinkled a circle of holy water, but his expression became more solemn.

It's not a ghost or a demon. If they can't find or see it, then it can only be said to be worse than them...more terrifying.

"Is it...those things?"

Miao Fangfei's grandmother narrowed her eyes, lowered her voice, and looked at the tour guide in the scarlet cloak with sharp eyes. As soon as she said this, the fire in the stove dimmed, as if an invisible cold wind was blowing, and the shadows of the people were reflected on the ice wall of the ice cave. The numerous ice surfaces cut like diamonds reflected countless shadows, like ghosts, weird and terrifying.

Everyone was silent for a while, and then B1's mother took a deep breath and said, "Impossible, if the monsters in the abyss can catch up here, how bad will the situation over there be-"

"Be careful!"

"Mom--"

A sharp sound of breaking through the air came, and just as another "Mom" sounded, the tour guide in the golden cloak flew out with a sharp knife in his hand. In less than a second, the blade was nailed to the ice wall and pierced a shadow. With a whoosh, it was like a fire, and the ice cave was instantly illuminated by the fire from nowhere.

The fire reflected the shadows of everyone, and it was mixed in the shadows of everyone, and it was not clear and very easy to be ignored. However, everyone saw it when the tour guide stabbed it with a flying knife. It was seen that this shadow was not big, not like a human shape, but it had a pair of inhuman sharp horns on its head, bat-like wings and a long tail behind it, and with the fire from nowhere, it was like a demon!

The priest couldn't help but pray, but he knew that this was definitely not a demon. The knife was smeared with his holy water, even the big devil in hell would scream in pain, but the shadow didn't react at all. It was like a real shadow, and it moved to the ice wall next to it, and then printed on the blade. It was not afraid of the holy water on it, and the whole knife was reflected in it, which was very dark and creepy.

"Playing tricks."

The tour guide in the golden cloak snorted coldly, and stepped forward to draw the knife without fear. But her arm was held down by a touch of scarlet, and a few strands of black hair beside the scarlet hood swayed slightly, and the knife and the shadow on it fell into the hands of the red cloak tour guide.

"Don't move!"

The golden cloak tour guide slashed and snatched the knife, but her speed was not faster than her. A strong smell of blood filled the air, and the tour guide in the scarlet cloak cut her wrist with a horizontal knife at a speed that was difficult for the human eye to capture. The blood dripped and flowed, and it was a strange blue-purple color under the dim light, but the black shadow on the knife did not drill into her wrist, nor did it expand and grow, but was still honestly reflected on the knife.

"It's not something from the abyss."

She said hoarsely, looking at the dagger with interest, ignoring her bleeding wrist. When the golden cloaked tour guide took the knife away, she dodged sideways, but her strength and agility were not as good as this person. After the knife was taken away, she was too lazy to care about her injury, and casually raised her wrist to let B1's mother bandage her. The golden cloaked tour guide was sternly lecturing her next to her. This person also tilted his head, listening in one ear and out the other, like a Persian cat who ignored people. It was obvious that he was still thinking about the knife. This attitude made the golden cloaked tour guide very angry, and it was even more impossible for him to give her the knife.

"Even if it's not something from the abyss, then it must be something more dangerous. You-"

"I'm not dangerous!"

As if she was unhappy with what she said, the shadow spoke again, and the voice came from the knife, and it was a little aggrieved: "I'm here to find my mother, you should return me to my mother's hands."

"Looking for my mother, which mother?"

The knife in her hand spoke, but the tour guide in the golden cloak was still very steady. After reaching out to grab it but grabbing nothing, she sneered and pointed at herself with the tip of the knife, and then pointed at the tour guide in the scarlet cloak, and said bluntly: "My son's son can't even crawl, how can there be a child of your age who can talk."

"Of course you are not my mother."

The black shadow said as a matter of course, a small ball of black poked out from the knife, and the pair of sharp horns looked evil. It was seen that it called the tour guide in the scarlet cloak affectionately: "Mom, I am Erxiao, your future child!"

"Erxiao?"

Everyone listened to its serious words, and looked at the tour guide in the scarlet cloak with a bit of strange eyes. She was calm and said calmly: "What's your full name?" At the same time, she shook her head slightly, indicating that she only had one child. And the "Erxiao" mentioned by the black shadow was obviously a nickname.

In that era, families usually paid more attention to the eldest child and were more serious, and they didn't give nicknames very often. Instead, they would give nicknames to the second and third children in the family, such as Erxiao, Erdan, Bad San, etc. There were also more indecent ones, after all, cheap names were easier to raise. When the black shadow was asked about its full name, it said as a matter of course: "I don't have a full name yet, my mother didn't give me one."

It said with some sadness: "After all, I will die... We are all your children now or in the future. We are the future. We die because you will encounter life-threatening situations during this journey. If the future dies, it is equivalent to having no "present", and the "past" will come to an abrupt end."

"You are misleading."

The tour guide in the golden cloak scolded, not being confused by its words: "Stop talking nonsense, what is your purpose!"

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"I just came to see mom."

The black shadow whispered, somewhat reluctantly: "Mom, I'm leaving. I, I can only live on this knife. Don't throw away the knife. If possible, I will come back to see you."

"Wait! Don't leave and speak clearly. Can this little brat be saved?"

Seeing the black shadow disappear, the werewolf finally couldn't help but hugged the little wolf tightly and asked, but he didn't get any response. There is no trace on this knife either. He wanted to grab the knife, but was glared at by the golden cloaked tour guide, and stopped angrily. He cursed unwillingly: "Really leaving? Shit! Why is it so special? My wolf cub became like this."

"Your cub is born, but it's not born yet."

The tour guide in the golden cloak said impatiently. He handed the knife to the tour guide in the scarlet cloak. He took out the little breathing ferret from his arms and looked at it. He seemed to be in a trance. None of them refuted whether these little animals were their current or future children. After all, they felt an indescribable throbbing in their hearts the moment they picked them up.

Ferret... Her son's name does have the word "snow" in it.

"There is indeed something fishy about this."

Tang Xiang's father said in a deep voice, his rough fingers subconsciously touching the turtle's back. It was cold and lifeless.

"We are already late. We have to rush to the scenic spots as soon as the blizzard subsides. We don't have time to think about anything else."

"No matter what, it's best to keep these little things with you. It's best to keep them in front of you."

During the discussion, many parties reached an agreement that the wind outside had stopped, and although the snow was still heavy, it was much better than the violent storm just now. The priest, B1's mother and Tang Xiang's father packed up their equipment and prepared to go to the ice crevice in the snow to fish out the two black and white lambs. Although doing so is very dangerous and they are very likely to fall into a trap, they are bold and careful people who are not afraid of risks.

"Sit here, sit down."

The scarlet cloaked tour guide wanted to go out with him, but was stopped by everyone. The tour guide in a golden cloak half-supported and half-pushed her to Grandma Miao's side. He asked her to sit on the bed and cook on the stove, and added some sugar to her enamel cup of hot water. The tour guide kept thinking about it with a cold face, but she shouted: "You're a twin, don't run around. ...Why are you so careless? My wife can't figure out anything."

"The little thing on the knife is the only thing that can talk to us now. Although I don't know whether it is true or not, but if it is true and all the others are dead, it means it is also dangerous. You should not move around."

In that era, most people had children early, and everyone did have children. It would be correct to say that their children all corresponded to animals. Only the dark shadow was the most special. Everyone secretly murmured in their hearts, suspecting that it had not been born yet and was still in the tour guide's belly.

"I do not--"

Although the tour guide in the scarlet cloak objected coldly, he was still hesitant in his heart and secretly pressed his lower abdomen with his hand.

…

"How's it going? How was my performance? Did they doubt me?"

In the dream, the crystal dragon said anxiously.

"Yes, they think my mother is pregnant."

Bingyi smiled and waved his hand, dispersing the sparks from his fingertips. He was supposed to be in a dream, and using extraordinary powers would naturally affect the dream. Bingyi tried to get involved with the person in his dream, but almost fell into the dream. He tested out that once he used his extraordinary power on the dreamer, he would be pulled into the nightmare, so he found another way and only ignited the Loki flame.

The flames did not burn into the dream. The dreamer could not see the fire or feel the heat, but he could glimpse the light of the flame. The dragon hunter cannot appear in the dream. When it blocks the flames, it casts a shadow in the dream. So they acted together, like a blind man and a mute playing a double act. Bingyi acts as an eye, seeing clearly the actions of the people in the dream and telling the dragon hunter how to act. The dragon hunter acted as his mouth, revealing what Bingyi wanted to say.

He didn't say "Mom, save me", but only vaguely revealed "past, present and future". If their parents were experienced tourist guides in the past, they should have known what to do. And Bingyi also needs their choices after this short exchange to get a preliminary understanding of their characters and attitudes to prepare for the next step.

After all, it was not their intention to interrupt the communication with the person in the dream, but the dragon hunter felt that he was being excluded. It's a coincidence that the dragon hunter came to the dreamland to help this time. Next time he may have to go into battle himself.

"Don't worry... maybe it's because... the dream... is over..."

They hadn't spoken a few words before the dragon hunter's voice became erratic. Ever since the priest and others went out to look for sheep in the snow, their dreams had become blurry. Is this the dream coming to an end? Bingyi felt waves of dizziness and nausea. He couldn't help but close his eyes. The second before his vision returned to darkness, he saw the crystal dragon trying its best to throw some crystal clear scales at him.

"As long as... I feel the fluctuation... I will... come..."

The dragon hunter is a truly good person, especially to his friends, who can go through mountains of swords and seas of fire.

What does he need? What can I do to help him?

Even Bingyi was touched, and he still kept thinking about it when he was confused before falling asleep. Until he fell into a deep sleep, he was slowly awakened to consciousness by the call of "Director Bing, Director Bing".

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"We have already arrived at the visitor center. How long have we slept..."

"...I'm so cold that I'm freezing..."

"Director B is not awake yet..."

"He has to deal with two people, so he has to run two fields. He must be tired..."

"Let him sleep a little longer..."

As the words were spoken, Bingyi slowly opened his eyes, and surprised voices of "Director Bing, you're awake!" came from around him, but his breath was uneven, as if he was weak. After opening his eyes, he looked ahead and saw that the sky was still gray and gloomy, and large tracts of snow were falling from the sky. Outside, it was no longer a wilderness road, but the parking lot of the Skaftafell Visitor Center.

The five-hour drive passed by in a dream.

The bus arrived at the stop, but the tour guide didn't move, and the passengers didn't want to get off the bus. They were all discussing the dream they had just had. During the exchange, they discovered that although everyone was not human in their dreams, the corresponding dreams were not exactly the same.

"I froze to death very quickly...I didn't see anyone."

B1 said depressedly that after falling into an ice crevice and freezing to death in his dream, he fell into darkness until he woke up.

"I died after being taken back. I saw——"

Werewolf Walker said in a low voice, telling the people he saw in the ice cave. Based on everyone's dreams, everyone found that their two brigades were divided into three waves as the two brigades in the dream dispersed——

Director C, Director B, Wei Xun, Miao Fangfei, Werewolf Walker, Tang Xiang, and Maria are in a group of seven

Lisa, Dan Lin, Shao Yuan, Yao Jinghe, Yin Guangyuan, Roger, Philip, Yin Qiaoqiao are a group of eight

Miranda, Di Feiyu, Heydrich, Betty, Charlie, Yu Xiangyang, and Bai Lian lay in a group of seven.

"We said it was a group of seven, but in the dream there were eight people."

Miranda sighed: "After all, Director C corresponds to two people."

"Yeah, I didn't see anything corresponding to Director C at the time. He should have been with you at that time."

Werewolf Walker shrugged and complained: "Damn it, if Director B had been here with us at that time, maybe we wouldn't have to die."

According to Miranda and the others, they were supposed to have died in the avalanche in their dreams, but a cat appeared and took them out of the snow nest one by one like a divine help, so they all survived in their dreams. , but they were all frozen and seriously injured, unable to communicate with the person in their dreams.

"It must be Director C."

Di Feiyu smiled and said, after all, the cat in the dream and Director Bing's vision were almost exactly the same.

…

He has never been to Miranda's dreamland.

However, Bingyi did not correct him out loud. He even nodded slightly when Yu Xiangyang looked over with a smile. The sound of even breathing came from his arms, and the phantom cat was still sleeping soundly in his arms. Bingyi had countless thoughts running through his mind, and subconsciously wanted to put his hand on the phantom cat, but was pushed back by the ferret Wei who had not yet returned to human form and was pressing the lizard egg in a slightly difficult and twisted posture.

Thinking that it was competing for favor (Xun always seemed very childish when he turned into an animal guard), Bingyi wanted to touch it perfunctorily, but when he started to do it, he suddenly remembered something. He raised his hand to look and found that there was a crystal clear piece between his fingers, like an ice sculpture. Crystal dragon scales.

These are the dragon hunter's scales.

"Squeak!"

The ferret barked softly and dug its hind paws back and forth in his palm, reminding him to put it away quickly. At this time, the passengers were still discussing.

"This shouldn't be something that really happened in the past, it's just a dream."

Miao Fangfei suddenly said: "Our families are not of the same age in the dream."

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