Jiang Qingyue has become precious with words, and his silence contains unparalleled determination, as well as some indescribable paranoia and madness.
He took back his father's body and placed him on the bed in the master bedroom.
His hands were full of blood, and he pieced together his mother's broken body into a complete piece and placed it next to his father. The blood stained the sheets red, and the two broken bodies looked so horrifying.
Jiang Qingyue changed her dress and put on clean shorts, T-shirts, and sneakers.
In this way, it seems that there is no distinction between male and female, looking like a handsome boy and a girl dressed as a boy.
But on the left and right sides of his face, there were bloodstains left by fingers.
Jiang Qingyue took out half a bottle of sleeping pills from the bedside table. There was a time when his father was under great pressure from work, suffered from severe anxiety, and had difficulty falling asleep. He bought a bottle of sleeping pills to help him sleep. It is not difficult to see that he did not take too much.
"Is he going to commit suicide by swallowing sleeping pills?" Great Dao Three Sovereigns stared at this scene with burning eyes.
"You are wrong." Lin Fei's voice was cold and determined.
Jiang Qingyue took a deep breath and swallowed a sleeping pill.
After thinking about it, I swallowed the second tablet and drank it with water.
Then he lay in the middle of his parents' bodies, pulled their arms over and hugged them.
Jiang Qingyue's consciousness gradually became blurred, and he recalled that when he was a child, his mother would always put him to sleep.
What will she say?
Oh, my mother would say that if I don't sleep well, I will be dragged away and eaten by the big bad wolf.
My mother also sings a lullaby to herself, which I heard is from Russia, but her pronunciation seems wrong.
The night was already dark, the wind was howling outside the window, and branches were slapping against the window.
The sound of the trees swaying and dancing in the wind is like the cry and lamentation of an innocent soul.
The lights in the master bedroom had long been turned off, and only the cold and dim moonlight shone in. Even the moonlight was obscured by the shadows of the trees, forming a patch of mottled light and shadow on the bed.
Jiang Qingyue's young body was close to the corpses of his parents, his nose was filled with the strong smell of blood, and he could even feel the cold touch of his pale arms.
His eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he was humming softly the songs his mother used to put him to sleep.
This is a song my mother taught me.
But I don't have a mother anymore.
From now on, I will coax myself to sleep.
"Yoo, yo, let's go to sleep.
Don't sleep next to the bed.
If you fall off the bed and howl, you will attract the big bad wolf.
Grab you from the side and drag you into the grove, under the willow bush..."
Jiang Qingyue's voice became weaker and weaker, and finally he slowly closed his eyes.
"Is she crazy? How dare you take the initiative to find Dream Demon?" Great Dao Three Sovereigns couldn't understand, and even wondered if Jiang Qingyue had given up on himself and wanted to die with his parents.
"Three idiots who don't have long memories, have you forgotten the incident where Extreme Dao strong men refused to surrender until death?" Lin Fei sneered, "You think you have played with people's hearts, but you don't even understand what people's hearts are."
Unbearable misfortune and pain will certainly make people collapse.
But there is a kind of person who never bows to fate.
Fight against fate until death.
Jiang Qingyue was indeed afraid, but after his parents died, the boundless hatred and anger completely overwhelmed this fear.
Three Sovereigns is aloof and doesn't even bother to take the ants in his eyes seriously. He thinks he has absolute power and can suppress everything.
But there are Extreme Dao strong men who would rather die than surrender.
Now there is a nine-year-old "little girl" who has overcome all the fears in her heart, turned her grief into strength, and wants to fight Dream Demon to the death.
Everything is already under Transcendence Great Dao Three Sovereigns's control gradually.
Faced with such an unexpected situation, they can only hope that Dream Demon can defeat Jiang Qingyue in a head-to-head confrontation.
In the dream, Jiang Qingyue "woke up".
This dream seemed extremely normal. There were no monsters, monsters, or anything out of the ordinary.
If I have to say it, it is too quiet, as if there is no one except Jiang Qingyue.
Even the corpses of his parents beside him didn't appear in the dream.
The crescent moon outside the window is like a hook, and the moonlight is hazy.
Jiang Qingyue took a deep breath, got up and got out of bed, left the house and walked towards the street.
The streets were empty, except for the dead leaves on the road swirled by the cold wind, making it feel particularly lonely.
"Dream Demon, are you scared? As a devil who plays with people's hearts, you are actually afraid of a nine-year-old child?" Jiang Qingyue said coldly, looking around.
There was no response, as if Dream Demon had not entered his dream at all.
"If you don't come to me, then I will come to you." Jiang Qingyue took a deep breath, held his breath and entered a state of meditation, with all the images of Dream Demon in his mind.
He checked a lot of information, including some experiences left by former victims.
This allowed Jiang Qingyue to draw a clear conclusion that Dream Demon entered other people's dreams, modified them with strange power, and killed them in their dreams.
But the connection is mutual.
He can enter Jiang Qingyue's dream, and Jiang Qingyue can also drag him into his own dream - someone has tried this before, but it ended badly.
It's no different than actively seeking death.
As Jiang Qingyue meditates, the image of Dream Demon becomes clearer and clearer in his mind. It is as if there is diffuse smoke in the dark night, and the thin and slender ghost is standing in it, rubbing the sharp steel claws in his hands, slowly approaching Jiang Qingyue.
With every step he took closer, his image became clearer. The top hat, striped jacket, and face with twisted flesh and severe burns were all real.
"Hahaha..."
Along with the gloomy laughter, a faint nursery rhyme sounded.
If the strong Golden Immortal has his own hymn to immortality, then this nursery rhyme is the soul song of Dream Demon.
One of the great laws in the world of cultivation is that when faced with people who have their own BGM, that is, background music, you have to run as far as you can, which is enough to prove the intimidating power of the immortal hymn.
Although Dream Demon's situation is different, such an aura still gives people a strong sense of oppression.
But at this moment, the shadow of a woman appeared behind Jiang Qingyue and gave him a warm embrace from behind.
"Yoo, yo, let's go to sleep.
Don't sleep next to the bed.
If you fall off the bed and howl, you will attract the big bad wolf..."
As the saying goes, you have something to think about every day and something to dream about at night.
Jiang Qingyue, with deep longing for his mother, made her appear in the dream, gently humming the familiar nursery rhyme.
Su Tianshuang was dumbfounded on the spot. "Can you still play like this? Although I know I shouldn't complain at this time, but it really feels like bringing your own speakers!"
Jiang Qingyue suddenly opened his eyes and saw that the whole world had changed.
The sky was filled with gray mist, and there were even fallen leaves that appeared for no apparent reason.
The sound of sharp weapons rubbing against the wall came from far and near in the mist.