As the sunset faded and night fell, Li Hu sat on the wall and looked at the stars in the sky. He didn't know what he was thinking.
It was probably because he was inexplicably taken from that small town to the northern military camp, then wandered here again, and finally returned to his husband, recalling everything along the way.
Speaking of which, Ye Baiyi is Li Hu's only relative in the world.
One is a gentleman, and the other is a princess sister.
"I'm so confused!" Li Hu was thinking about whether he should tell his husband the news that the princess sister was still alive.
If I don't tell him, my husband will feel sad in his heart.
If I tell her, will my sister be angry?
Looking at the stars in the sky, I stretched out my hand and counted them one by one.
Just say the odd number, not the even number.
"One, two, three, west..."
While counting, he suddenly felt very sleepy. Li Hu lay on the wall and fell asleep.
When he woke up again, Li Hu pushed.
Um? Why is there a person beside me, and his body is still a little cold?
Li Hu looked toward the west and saw the darkness, and he couldn't see his fingers.
The moon happened to fall over the well and shine in. Through the moonlight, Li Hu could vaguely see clearly that the man next to him was Yang Xingyan.
Li Hu's face changed with fright, and he pushed it quickly, but there was no response.
I touched it again and found that my body was very cold and there was no residual warmth.
"Brother Yang... is dead?" Li Hu's body was as cold as ice, as if he had fallen into an endless hell.
Shoucheng sat on the ground, at a loss.
"gentlemen?"
"gentlemen."
"gentlemen!"
He shouted three times in a row, each one drowning out the other, but there was only an echo.
The dark wind blew by, and Li Hu's heart felt as if someone was pinching it hard.
A faint blue fire suddenly lit up in Western Zhou Dynasty.
For the first time, Li Hu saw clearly what was underneath the well. It was a long passage, like a road leading to hell under the faint blue firelight.
Li Hu looked extremely ugly.
Suddenly there was a gust of cold wind in my ears, biting to the bone.
Li Hu turned back stiffly, his mouth almost swallowing him whole.
Li Hu was so frightened that he quickly got up and ran towards the only passage with all his strength.
"Li Hu, please be careful and don't step on me!" Yang Xingyan said in despair as he felt his face being stepped on by a shoe.
That grimace scared Li Hu away. He looked up and saw a man in black at the edge of the well, quietly watching the scene and nodding.
So Ghostface chased after him.
After a while, Yang Xingyan crawled out of the well in embarrassment, with a shoe mark on his face.
He looked at Ye Baiyi with resentment, as if to say, my handsome face was trampled by your precious apprentice, please pay.
Ye Baiyi ignored his eyes, his consciousness covering Li Hu who was escaping in a hurry at the bottom of the well.
"You performed well tonight. Let's continue tomorrow night." Ye Baiyi said calmly.
Yang Xingyan's eyes widened, "Why don't you die, surnamed Ye? Will you continue tomorrow night? Do you really think I am such a casual person? If you say continue, just continue! Look at your precious apprentice stepping on me Yes, if my face is ruined, how sad it will be for those girls in the world in the future."
Ye Baiyi glanced at him lightly, and a long sword condensed without warning, and then fell on his shoulder.
Yang Xingyan's expression changed, "Senior Ye, I'm just joking, don't take it seriously. In fact, I still prefer to play the role of a corpse, which can better hone my endurance."
Definitely come tomorrow night, it will definitely be more real than the performance tonight. "
The swords dispersed.
Yang Xingyan breathed a sigh of relief.
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When Li Hu woke up, he sat up suddenly, looked left and right, and looked around the Western Zhou Dynasty.
It turns out that I fell asleep lying on the wall last night and had a nightmare.
It's just that the dream was so real, so real that it seemed like the real thing.
Why do I still have some back pain?
Li Hu felt the soreness all over his body, and his heart tightened. Could it be that last night was not a dream?
So I jumped off the wall, almost lost my balance, and fell flat on my face.
He hurriedly ran to the leftmost room among the three rooms and knocked on the door.
"Why are you not sleeping so early in the morning?" A sleepy-eyed boy walked out.
Li Hu stretched out his hand with some fear. The young man in front of him was warm and alive!
"Brother Yang, let me tell you, I thought you were dead last night!"
Unexpectedly, the young man's face suddenly fell. He pointed at Li Hu's head and said: "Hey, it's so early in the morning, you didn't sleep and knocked on my door, cursing me to death, right? Li Hu, do you believe me? Are you going to beat the shit out of me?"
"I noticed that you are missing something. Look at your appearance. How can anyone greet you like this so early in the morning?"
Li Hu could only smile stupidly, nightmares are fine, nightmares are fine.
But the nightmare last night was too scary.
In the next few days, my husband didn't mention the well again. He basically didn't say anything except teaching himself to read some books from time to time.
It's just that I have a nightmare every night. In the dream, I am at the bottom of the well, and there will always be the scene at the beginning, when brother Yang Xingyan fell next to him, covered with coldness.
Then the grimace appeared again and again, and in different ways.
Listless during the day, frightened and frightened at night.
Li Hu was on tenterhooks these days. He suppressed his sleepiness every night and refused to let himself sleep.
But he endured it and fell asleep again.
Day by day, Li Hu gradually changed from panic and fear at the beginning to gradually becoming less afraid later on.
"This is just a dream, nothing to be afraid of..."
Li Hu walked uneasily in this extremely familiar dark passage. He had walked this passage at least ten times.
Every time he suddenly "awoke" at the most critical moment, he had no idea what was at the end of this dark passage.
This time, he mustered up the courage to see the end of this passage. It was just a dream anyway.
The grimace behind him was getting closer and closer, but Li Hu didn't look like he was running away in a hurry like at the beginning. Instead, he calmed down and moved forward slowly.
We walked along the familiar road and slowly walked along the passage.
The further inside he went, the colder the air became, almost freezing him.
However, there was a breath of air in his body that kept driving away the cold from his increasingly cold body.
The first time we entered a large cave, there was a biting cold light, crystal clear.
Under this well, there is a huge ice cellar.
In the center of the ice cellar, there was a cold jade the size of a thumb, emitting a stunning cold light, like a piece of natural sacred jade. Just by getting close to it, Li Hu could feel that the clothes on his body had frozen.
Suddenly, my vision blurred, and a figure appeared, "Sir?"
Li Hu did not expect that in his "dream", he would actually dream of Mr.
With my husband here, my last fear has disappeared.
