Reality and Dreams

Song Qiutang had wrapped herself tightly in a blanket. She crouched in the corner, her hands inside the blanket clutching a submachine gun.

After Luo Yan had brought her out of the courtyard, the two of them had moved into this pitch-black, rundown little building.

The building looked as if it had been burned, with everything blackened. The surroundings were far worse than before.

Worse still, Luo Yan had just left her alone to go outside, saying he was going to clear away some things.

Once Luo Yan left, she became even more afraid to sleep.

Listening to the wind outside, all she could do was pray that Luo Yan would return soon.

It seemed her prayers had been heard by the gods. Before long, she heard Luo Yan's footsteps.

Song Qiutang knew he had deliberately made it possible for her to hear him.

Otherwise, with his abilities, sneaking in without making a sound would not have been difficult.

Sure enough, the door opened.

Luo Yan walked in carrying a flashlight.

"It's done. You can sleep easy now."

Luo Yan set "Dragon-Elephant" in the corner, then sat down, folding his arms. It looked like he planned to lie down and sleep right there.

Song Qiutang looked around. "Can't we go back to the room we were in before?"

"At least there's a tent there."

Luo Yan really did lie down fully clothed on the ground covered with dried grass. Leaning against "Dragon-Elephant," he closed his eyes and said, "If you want to go back, go back."

"But it's a little dirty there now."

Song Qiutang asked casually, "How dirty?"

"Hmm. There are probably about thirty corpses lying inside and outside the courtyard." Luo Yan answered with his eyes closed.

Song Qiutang suddenly felt the urge to curse.

Thirty corpses.

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