Chapter 2 Soul

"Oh, why are you still standing stupidly? Hit him."

Brother Dog hit a slot machine behind him hard and screamed in pain.

After hearing what the four second-rate men said, they realized that they were about to go up and beat Wuchun up.

"Don't move, my brother has practiced it. If you don't want to be the same as your boss, don't do it randomly."

Seeing Wuchun stunned, Liao Tai shouted loudly, which really scared the four of them.

At this time, Liao Tai pulled Wuchun and walked out. The four of them found that they had been deceived and chased them out, but they did not catch up.

"Huh, I'm so tired. I said Xiaochun, you're so awesome. I pushed that strong man away from him. I really didn't see that he had really practiced?"

Liao Tai asked Wuchun with a breath, and looked at whether the second-rate guys behind him had caught up with him.

Wuchun looked at Liao Tai and exhaled while gasping for breath, but he himself was not breathing for a moment, which made him feel that his body was a little strange.

Just now, he gently pushed a dog brother and pushed the person away. Now he ran three or four kilometers in one breath and was still breathless. This is impossible for a normal person.

"Where are you asking, what are you thinking?"

"Ah, what, what did you say?"

Wuchun's hair made Liao Tai find that Wuchun was very strange, as if she was scared to death.

"Okay, I just asked about the feelings. Xiaochun, you seem a little strange today, are you okay?"

Liao Tai looked at Wuchun seriously and made Wuchun smile immediately and said, "What are you doing? Am I strange? I'm leaving and going home. I said I won't come, you have to come. Fortunately, we run fast, and if we are caught up, we will be in trouble."

Wuchun deliberately pulled the topic apart, so that Liao Tai did not ask why he could push Brother Dog away.

The fact that the Dog Brother just now did let Wuchun know what had changed in his body, so he now wants to go home quickly to see what was going on.

After parting with Liao Tai, Wuchun went home and entered his room directly, and pushed it at the table in his room like a dog pusher.

As a result, the table that he could not even lift was pushed away by him and hit the wall opposite, making a loud bang.

"Xiaochun, what are you doing in the room?"

Huang Haixia, who was making supper in the kitchen, heard the movement in Wuchun's room and asked.

"It's okay, mom, I'm tidying up the room."

"Do your homework well, don't mess around, you have to tidy up the room and wait until I have time to help you clean up."

Huang Haixia said and went back to the kitchen to continue making supper.

Wuchun looked at the table that was easily pushed away by him in the room. Now he believed that he had become a strongman, which made him a little excited.

After moving the table back to its original position, Wuharu sat on the chair and wondered why his strength suddenly became so strong.

Such an amazing force appeared in his body, and he thought it was related to whether it was related to the same dream every time he had the same dream?

"No matter whether it is related to that nightmare or not, as long as it is not a bad thing."

Wuchun said, not thinking about why he suddenly became a strong man, but took out today's homework.

"Xiaochun, it's time to eat."

When Wuchun, who was looking at her homework, she immediately left her homework and left her room after hearing about her meal.

The homework in high school is numerous and difficult, which is really a trouble for Wuchun, who often dozed off in class.

"Mom, my dad won't go home for dinner today?"

Looking at the two bowls of rice on the dining table, Wuchun asked, "Wuchun hadn't seen his father come back for dinner for several days in a row."

"Your dad worked overtime recently, so he got off work late, so he should have dinner soon."

When talking about her husband working overtime, Huang Haixia's face showed a hint of resentment.

After dinner, Wuchun went back to her room to do her homework. Because she didn't know much about homework, she fell asleep while looking at her head lying on the table.

As soon as Wuchun fell asleep, the dream came again, and every time it seemed like he was waiting for him to sleep.

"My soul, come, I'm waiting for you here, walk forward, and walk a few steps..."

The same summoning sound was heard from a dark alley, and the hoarse voice aggravated the horror atmosphere.

This time Wuchun was not awakened as scared as every time. Maybe it was because he had become a strong man and he became much more courageous.

So Wuchun tried to slowly take steps towards the alley for the first time, but his steps were very small, as if he was worried about a trap under his feet.

"Yes, come on, I've been waiting for you for a long time, keep moving forward..."

This is why Wuchun has done so many times and heard different words in the same dream. This makes him feel not afraid and he is a little curious.

He was wondering who was inside, why was he calling me, do I know him?

The more curious he was, the more Wuchun took his steps.

But when he took more than ten or twenty steps, he found that he still didn't see anyone in the alley.

But it was no longer darkness, but light appeared at the end of the alley.

"As long as you keep moving forward, you can see me. Hurry up, I don't have much time..."

The voice seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, like an old man who was about to be critically ill, speaking intermittently.

Wuchun accelerated his pace again. He walked hundreds of steps and finally walked out of Xiaohei Lane. The darkness in front of him became brighter.

“Where is this place?”

Wuchun looked at the bright road that appeared in front of him and asked him to look around. There was nothing around but the road under his feet.

The avenue seems to be made of light, but the light does not shine like an electric light, but looks at the soft light that makes people feel comfortable.

"My soul, this is the soul path. It guides you to my passage and continues to walk forward. You can meet me at the end of the soul path..."

"Who are you?"

Wuchun has always wanted to ask this, but she has never dared to ask because he thinks it is just a dream, but now he thinks it is not a dream.

"Who am I, I am me, I am you..."

The owner of the voice seemed to be a little Alzheimer's diseased and started to talk to himself.

Wuchun heard the sound in front of her, so she took another step, although she wanted to run over directly.

But looking at the soul trajectory under his feet, he could only walk carefully.

As Wuchun walked more steps, the more he felt more and more struggling he felt, and finally he could only stop panting.

"How could I feel so tired? I'm so bad in my dream, it's only two miles away?"

Wuchun looked up at the soul in front of her and found the endless feeling that made him doubt the old man's words.

"Persevere, I'm ahead, keep walking, don't stop, otherwise the path you'll walk will be in vain..."

"No, I can't walk anymore, I won't walk anymore."

As Wuchun said, he sat down, but as soon as he sat down, his soul swayed immediately.

"What's going on?"

As soon as Wuchun finished speaking, his soul suddenly disappeared. His eyes turned dark and his body was falling rapidly.

"ah……"

With Wuchun screaming, he slid from the chair to the floor, and opened his eyes sweating profusely to return to reality.
Chapter completed!