kvmb Chapter 514 Nightmare Coffin Bird; Painting under the Bed: Bleeding Eyes
Chapter 514 Nightmare Coffin Bird; Painting under the Bed: Bleeding Eyes
The black fog condensed into the shape of tentacles, and fine and dense mist seeped out from the cracks. Only a few tiny cracks in the lower back near the tail vertebrae were stretched apart - there were only cracks in this place before, but no accompanying creatures had appeared.
"You've... grown? Have you become more numerous?"
Chang Le watched the black mist on his lower back condense into fresh tentacles, like a child who had just come into this world, poking its head out curiously.
Then... they all took it back...
Chang Le was ready for them to go crazy: ...? ?
"What do you mean? You're giving birth in the middle of the night, and you have to wake me up to watch, right?" Chang Le stared at the quiet back in the mirror, gritting his teeth, "Rebellious son!"
Thanks to his super strong self-healing ability, by the time Chang Le wiped the blood off his lower back, the cracks had grown back into dark purple scars.
Looking at the time, it was only half past twelve, and Chang Le decisively chose to continue sleeping.
……
A thick black fog suddenly rose in the sky, covering the cozy houses, the colorfully designed gardens and the people who were originally standing next to her.
She reached out to grab them, but their backs were pushed away by the fog and became blurred.
She wanted to chase after him, but found that everything around them turned black and white, and they also turned gray.
The cold air penetrated into her bones. She looked back and realized that the houses around her had turned into a cemetery, with hills scattered around and tombstones piled up to the point of no end in sight.
"Goo-goo-"
The cry like the wind passing through bones swept across the top of the head, and the sand-pink coffin bird flew from the cemetery into the silent world of black and white.
She stared wide-eyed to see, and the bird flew over and landed on her shoulder.
She turned her head and saw the upper half of a bird skeleton covered in blood foam!
On the head of the white-bone bird, there is a bleeding eyeball, and the blood flows onto the bones, forming a winding picture.
"Gu Gu——Gu——"
A scream sounded behind me, and half of the skeleton on my shoulder fell into my palm, the touch was creepy!
Her consciousness was suddenly pulled away!
"what--"
Chang Le suddenly opened his eyes, cold sweat broke out on his back, and he was still in shock.
After more than ten seconds, she came to her senses when she saw the big rabbit lying on its back.
It was a nightmare...
Chang Le propped himself up on the bed and sat up, running his fingers through his sweat-soaked hair, still feeling a lingering fear.
Why do I have such a strange nightmare?
And that cemetery was the second time she dreamed of it.
Chang Le was unable to figure it out and only felt annoyed.
I looked at the time. It was half past one. I had only slept for an hour.
After the second incident, Chang Le was completely sleepless. He took a cold shower and sat on the sofa by the window, unable to fall asleep.
She looked out the window at the quiet manor and the sleeping night sky and sighed wistfully.
Maybe it is really easy for people to think of bad things at night. At this moment, the comfort gained from the slight relaxation during the day has completely disappeared.
Chang Le rubbed his brows with a wry smile and said to himself, "I am becoming more and more moody. Sometimes I am happy and sometimes I am emo..."
After sitting for a while, she felt really bored, so she decided to go to make up for the missed classes. She had to pass the final exam in January to get her graduation certificate from Kyushu College.
Chang Le sat down at his desk and turned on the online class video. Two minutes later, he turned it off with a numb look on his face: "I feel even more annoyed..."
She glanced at the full bookshelf next to her and suddenly discovered that the types of books on it were quite diverse.
She stood up and looked around with interest.
Materials used in classes, computer majors, information network engineering, mecha mechanical engineering, superpowers, and literature and history related!
Chang Le's gaze suddenly stopped: "This is it!"
She reached out and took down the thick book. The title of the book was written on the retro brown cover:
"Records of Daily Life in Middle-earth Before the Disaster"
Chang Le opened the book, browsed the table of contents, and quickly flipped through the contents. The more he read, the colder he felt.
Chapter 1: Spaceflight;
Chapter 2: Geography;
Chapter 3: Politics;
Chapter 4…
This book records the social environment and basic conditions of daily life of the Middle-earth people in the pre-disaster era, covering all aspects. Although not every detail is included, they are all rigorous and verifiable.
Chang Le looked up and saw dozens of similar books next to this one.
She laughed bitterly in a trance, "I now understand why I can invent such a realistic life before the disaster even though I am clearly from this era."
What past life, what college student, they were all made up by her based on the records of pre-disaster knowledge.
It was just a dream, a reasonable way for me to escape from the past after losing my memory.
Just from these paper books, it can be seen that she had a deep understanding of life before the disaster at that time, not to mention the current mainstream of e-books. How much electronic materials she read at that time are not listed here.
Chang Le raised his hand to put the book back, but suddenly stopped and looked carefully at the gap between the books: "Hmm? What is this?"
Behind where the book was originally placed, on the wall of the bookcase with a metallic luster, there was a round hook only the size of a thumb.
Chang Le took down the book next to her and tentatively stretched out her index finger. It was neither too big nor too small, just enough for her index finger to pass through. She hooked the hook and applied a little force.
"Click!" The hook made a sound of the mechanism operating.
"Oh!"
Chang Le turned around suddenly and found that something had fallen to the ground from under the bed. She pulled the hook again, but there was no response.
She put the book on the table and got on the floor to drag out the things from under the bed.
A sealed waterproof plastic box with a frosted texture, and it is impossible to see what is inside.
Chang Le picked it up and shook it next to his ear in confusion. He could hear the rustling sound of papers and books inside.
She hesitated for a moment, then used her fingers to gently twist out a piece of sharp ice, cut the tape sealing the box, and opened the box.
A stack of papers, a handful of shredded paper, and a notebook.
On the top was a piece of white paper. Chang Le took the paper away, and a black and white sketch appeared before his eyes.
[Did you draw this? ] 422, who was forced to turn on his computer in the middle of the night because Chang Le couldn't sleep, popped up and asked sleepily.
Chang Le said speechlessly: "Don't you know if I can do this?"
[I said, you only know how to dance, but not how to draw]
"Who drew this? And...I? Hid it under the bed." Chang Le picked up the painting and pointed it out the window.
"Hmm! Isn't this the picture of what is seen from this window?"
"Did someone sit here and draw this?" Chang Le looked at the painting over and over again. "There's no signature on it either."
After pondering to no avail, she put the painting aside and continued looking at it.
The next four paintings are all ink paintings, depicting mountains, water, lotus and koi. The brushstrokes and style are obviously not from the same person as the sketch.
"Who painted this?" Chang Le was even more confused. "It's fine if I collect so many paintings, but why do I hide them?"
Chang Le shook his head in confusion. Seeing that there were still a few pieces of paper below, he took away the last ink painting of koi fish and his eyes fell on the next painting, but he suddenly stopped:
"What's this!"
The relaxed string suddenly tightened, and cold sweat broke out!
Distorted bright red lines flowed on the white paper, and merged into pools of blood-red water on the pale earth, with distorted waves. Above the bright red was the source, and the pouring black lines painted the sky, with several twisted lines hidden in it.
After staring for more than three seconds, he suddenly discovered that there were eyes of the vortex hidden in the sky. Fresh red blood was flowing from the eyes and onto the ground, forming a group of twisted and hideous red eyes.
The weird picture formed by the messy and rough lines, black and white and red, is more frightening the more you look at it.
Under the light of the desk lamp in the dark night, Chang Le's black pupils dilated.