Yan Xing did not answer, but pulled open his clothes. As soon as he saw the skin inside the clothes, my scalp felt numb. My God! Scars appeared on the skin that should have been good, lying on it like disgusting maggots.

Yan Xing took another big sip of cigarette before speaking: "Later I realized that there was no mountain there, but a piece of unowned wasteland. That night was like a dream. We almost killed people in the dream. Even if we died, we didn't know how to die!" Yan Xing said gritting his teeth.

For some reason, after listening to Yan Xing's story, I suddenly remembered the legend of Wei Zheng killing the Dragon King of Jinghe in his dream. It is said that during the Zhenguan period, the Dragon King of Jinghe turned into a beautiful man and made a bet with the sorcerer Yuan Shoucheng.

In order to win this bet, after accepting the Jade Emperor's imperial edict, he deliberately changed the timing of rain and the number of raindrops, but was discovered. Later, the Dragon King got Yuan Shoucheng's guidance and Wei Zheng was the one who executed the execution, so he went to ask for help from Li Shimin.

Li Shimin promised the Dragon King to protect his life, so he summoned Wei Zheng to the palace to accompany him. He wanted to stabilize Wei Zheng, but Wei Zheng did not expect that Wei Zheng would fall asleep and still slashed the Dragon King in his dream.

However, the two are different. Uncle and nephew Yan Xing was injured in his dream, while Dragon King of Jinghe was beheaded when he was awake.

Also, what are the things Yan Xing said are so bizarre, and how true are they? Or are they all fake, they are all fantasized by him and have never experienced them. I have never believed them.

After listening to Yan Xing's story, I took a look at my phone and it was already past 5 o'clock, so I patted his shoulder: "Brother, don't think about it, we're all over, let's go and have something to eat." Yan Xing did not answer.

After a while, I suddenly asked me with a serious look on my face: "Is there really no mountains in Huocheng?" I was stunned for a moment. I had told him about this question before.

"No, I have never heard of the mountains in Fengcheng since I was a child. You were definitely dreaming at that time. Let's go, don't think too much." Yan Xing sighed and said, let's go, lock the door, and we both walked out.

Although the school is not very good, there are many small restaurants nearby. We found a place called Golden Sun Barbecue and ordered skewers and beer.

We met on the first day and planned to have a good meal. After all, drinking is the easiest way to get into the relationship between two people. After drinking a few bottles of beer, we both started talking about everything.

This guy is like me, and he doesn't study well. Since his uncle's incident, he has been even more worried about studying, but he always wants to figure out what happened that night.

Our current medical school is the university closest to Hongcheng, so he got here. Even if he didn't get enough points for coming here, he was only here after finding someone to spend money.

When I woke up the next morning, I found myself lying in bed. Yan Xing probably sent me back last night. I drank too much wine and it hurts so much now. There were a few more people in the dormitory chatting.

I looked at them carefully and there were three people in total. On the stool was a bald head wearing a black shirt and big sunglasses. Her eyes were invisible because she wore sunglasses, her nose was slightly tall and her mouth was quite large. She was bragging to others at the top of her throat, which made everyone laugh.

What caught my attention was the tattoo exposed from the cuff when he raised his hand. The tattoo was a very small tattoo like a silhouette. It is normal for people nowadays to have tattoos, such as striped dragons, tattooed with women's ticket names, etc.

But the first time I saw a rare character tattoo on it, and it seemed to be different from a normal tattoo. It seemed to be a scar. It was the kind of scar that was directly carved with a knife and then the wound healed.

The other two people looked similar, as if they were carved from the same mold, with a sharp nose and a flat mouth, and a pair of eyes drippingly. It can be seen that both of them were very smart, and they should be brothers.

I sat up and said with a smile, "Why are you talking about so lively?" The bald man smiled at me, "Hehe, I'll tell them the evil things I met in the phone back then."

Killer? Could this guy have committed a crime? Otherwise, how could he get into the Killer? I smiled and said, "What a pity, I fell asleep just now and didn't hear it." "It's nothing, just a few tomb robbers came in that year."

The bald man paused and continued, "Why do you think that came in? They called the police themselves, saying that there was a child wearing a red bellyband surrounded them, staring at them with big eyes. When the police asked, the police began to say that the people did not mention the tomb robbery."

"I might have been tortured by that child later. I told the story of tomb robbing and was locked up. After being imprisoned for a few days, I died in prison." "How did I die?" I asked curiously.

"I don't know, no one knows how to die, but there are a lot of knife edges on my body for no reason. The fatal injury was a knife wound on my neck. At that time, the prison was not under surveillance, and no one knows what's going on. It's so damn evil." The bald man spat, as if he wanted to get rid of the evil spirit.

I looked at Yan Xing and fell into deep thought like him. How did this story look so similar to Yan Xing's story? The knife edges that appeared inexplicably all over my body, and Yan Shouye, who is still unconscious in the hospital.

I asked the bald man again, "Where is your prison?" "It's Tangyi, a small place. You may have never heard of it. My house is there, what's wrong?" The bald man touched the bald man and said strangely.

"I really haven't heard of it. It's okay, I just ask." I said embarrassedly, "Where is that tomb?" Yan Xing thought for a while and suddenly asked the bald man.

"It's not clear. It's said that it's on a mountain in our place, but there are no mountains there at all. You think it's interesting. If they hadn't all died bizarrely, I would have fucked suspect that they were crazy!" said the bald man spat.

I found that Yan Xing's expression suddenly became ugly. Without mountains, he saw the mountains again. I suddenly wondered, would those tomb robbers be hypnotized and never walked out of their dreams?

That's why I saw the so-called child, but how can I explain the knife in my body? I have never believed that ghosts say it, but how can I explain it if the stories they both told are true.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this." One of the two brothers next to him said, "Yes, yes, it's so scary! Let's introduce each other." The other said.

"Okay, let's start with me. My name is Yan Xing. I came from a small place. I usually study Feng Shui and physiognomy, so I can have fun!" Yan Xing said with a smile.

The two brothers also introduced the following. Their brothers were called Wang Guangwen and their younger brothers were called Wang Guangwu. The family was in Wenzhou. The two brothers usually distinguished by their pupil color. The one with blue pupil is the brother and the one with purple pupil is the younger brother.

After the Wang brothers introduced him, the bald head then said carelessly: "I am Qiao Si. I usually like to make friends. If you encounter anything in the future, you can come to me."

I patted my bald shoulders and said with a smile: "It's easy to say, let's go out for a meal after we finish chatting, haha! I'm Hua Sanqing, I like reading psychology-related books, and I have the opportunity to communicate together!"

We chatted for a while, and when we saw noon, the bald man suggested that we might as well go out to eat something together. Although my head hurts a little, I still felt that it was difficult to refuse for the first time, so I went out to have dinner with them. The five of us drank from noon until 10 o'clock in the evening.

The bald man turned out to be the son of their prison warden, so he knew so many things about prisons. Wine is the best thing to bring feelings closer together. After drinking it a day, we almost talk about anything.
Chapter completed!