Awakening Day Collection

Chapter 31 You Are Finally Here (2)
The two sides faced each other through the glass window. After about 2 minutes, the expression of the head made of clouds and mist outside the window began to change.Its mouth is grinning, the corners of its mouth are upturned, and its eyes are slightly narrowed——

It made a smiley face!
With the appearance of this terrifying smiling face, Fons suddenly felt a tearing headache.The pain came directly from the depths of his skull, as if a pair of sharp claws had torn his brain open.Of course, this is just an illusion, because the brain itself cannot feel pain, but the pain is so intense that it is really hard for him not to make such an association.

ow.Feng Si held his head, curled up on the seat, and had no time to observe the changes in the heads outside the window.He never thought that there would be such a severe headache, as if a rusty blunt knife was inserted into the cranial cavity, and then slowly stirred, all the flesh, nerves, and brain tissue in the brain were smashed into pieces.

"You might feel a little uncomfortable after a while." This is what the mysterious man said just now.Now it seems that what he said was a lie - it was not "a little" uncomfortable at all, but it was so uncomfortable that people wanted to smash their heads to death, crush their own heads, and kill the pain in their skulls along with their own lives .

Amidst the severe pain, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears, a voice as thin as a gossamer and hard to hear without paying attention, as if someone was speaking to him.Fence gritted his teeth and tried to catch the voice. After repeating it several times, he finally heard it clearly.

"You are finally here." The voice seemed to be very far away, but it seemed to be close to the ear.

"Who is it? Who is talking?" Feng Si yelled, and this kind of yelling can also suppress the headache a little.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time," the voice said again.This time Feng Si could hear it a little more clearly. The voice was sharp and erratic, and the rhythm and intonation of the enunciation were very weird, almost similar to computer synthesized voice.

"Who the hell are you? What are you waiting for me?" Feng Si continued to roar.

"You don't... don't know me anymore?" The voice let out a strange smile, "It seems that you need to recover a little bit of memory."

After this sentence was finished, the severe headache just like a stabbing knife suddenly disappeared.He was wondering, when suddenly his eyes blurred, and the passengers around him disappeared together with the train.His feet were empty, and he began to fall down rapidly involuntarily.

Feng Si let out a loud cry, and the feeling of weightlessness seemed to squeeze his heart out of his chest.Just when he was worried that he might fall into a patty, there was a loud "plop", and the water splashed around him, and he fell into the water.

It stinks.This is his first reaction.

After the initial panic, he opened his eyes, and while adjusting his posture to float up, he noticed that the surrounding water was extremely deep blood red, almost black, with a choking strong stench.

After surfacing, he reached out to wipe the water off his face, trying to see the surrounding situation clearly.As soon as his vision became clear, he was startled. There was a swollen dead body floating in front of him, with a face that hadn't completely rotted, and his round eyes were staring at the sky.

Feng Si subconsciously reached out and pushed the corpse away, and continued to look around.Looking at it, he felt that he was about to suffocate.If it was a nightmare, it must be the worst fucking nightmare he's ever had in his life.

He was in a vast area of ​​water. Judging from the fluidity of the water, it seemed to be a big river, but the water in the entire river had been dyed blood red.There are countless dead bodies floating densely on the surface of the river, some seem to be newly dead, while others are already rotten and swollen.Feng Si noticed that most of these people were wearing animal skins.

But there are many more terrifying corpses than the rotting corpses of humans.At first glance, those corpses looked like beasts, but upon closer inspection, they didn't seem to be any kind of animals that had coexisted with humans in history.Most of them have huge bodies, strangely shaped heads, scales and limbs, some have more than one head or tail, and some have wide wings behind them.

A monster like this slowly floated over beside Feng Si. It looked a bit like a horse, but it was twice as tall as an ordinary horse. It had a pair of bat-like black wings on its back.Its mouth was full of sharp fangs, and a severed human arm was stuck in the fangs.

In addition, there are aliens.Beside the horse-shaped monster, there is still a human corpse floating. The back is facing up and the shape cannot be seen clearly, but it can be clearly seen that there are two protruding bumps on his back, each with a Short and thick arms, with two sharp claws at the end of the arms.

Fens felt sick for a while, looked away and looked into the distance.The sky was dark, completely covered by thick black clouds, but there was a faint bloody red light, which was due to the fire on the ground.Flames blazed in the distance, and the sound of war drums, fighting, shouting and dying cries continued to be heard.In the mist that covered the sky and the sun, he could only vaguely see many vague figures holding weapons running on the river bank, and beside them, there were many larger figures, perhaps those who died in the river The same kind of monsters.Through the thick fog, he could see that the running figures were constantly being knocked down, crushed or swallowed, and the monsters were also falling down one by one, their huge bodies hitting the ground with a heavy sound. dull sound.In the sky, there are many strange birds flying, swooping down from time to time, catching a person in the air, and throwing them down to smash them to pieces.

Is this river dyed red by the blood of humans and monsters?Feng Si thought blankly, this is simply a scene like hell.The sky was dark, the poisonous mist filled the air, the flames soared into the sky, and the drums sounded. Humans and monsters fought together desperately, and the broken limbs and remains stained the river red.This scene should not exist in the official history of any age or nation. It should only exist in the age of mythology, in the legends of ancient prehistoric times, and in the most primitive and ancient nightmares.

- Will this be my memory?The memory I should get back?
—Then what the hell have I become?
Fons began to swim vigorously towards the shore.He wanted to break through the thick fog and go to the river bank so that he could see everything up close.But just after swimming less than [-] meters, it was dark again, the buoyancy of the river water around him disappeared instantly, and the smell of burnt and blood on the nose also disappeared.He found himself on the train again.

The sound of the wheels colliding with the rails began to sound rhythmically again, and the car was filled with grunting, breathing, whispering, and "humming" sounds mixed with other noises in the middle of the night.People who fell asleep leaned back and forth on their seats, snoring and drooling, and those who were not asleep played cards and chatted or swiped on their mobile phones.Everything comes alive again and time starts to run.

Feng Si gasped in shock, and touched his clothes and hair first. There was some dampness from cold sweat, but there was no excess moisture, let alone stained with blood, which indicated the grand killing scene of blood and fire just now. It's just an illusion.

He couldn't help being a little confused: Could it be that the train's entry into a foreign space and the stop of time were just hallucinations?As he thought about it, he took out his phone to check, and there were new scratches on the phone case.It was caused by him accidentally falling to the ground when he was trying to record with his mobile phone just now.

This shows that at least the experience of time stagnation is real.

Feng Si took out a tissue, wiped the sweat from his head and neck, and slowly calmed down.Everything that happened just now was too impactful, and he needed a little time to digest it.For the first time in the past few months, he finally came into contact with the mysterious power hidden behind each family for the first time, and for the first time, he felt how powerful the other party really is, and this kind of power is probably just an iceberg corner.

To move an entire train and thousands of people in it into another space in an instant, and then move them all back again without revealing any flaws, this is indeed appalling.If one had to use the simplest words to summarize such power, it would be two words that have been used badly:

God, or demon.

"Don't ruin my three views like this..." Feng Si muttered to himself, "It's not easy being a good boy."

Beside Feng Si, the young man who had been reading pirated online novels finally couldn't stand it any longer and fell asleep lying on the table.The brick-like pirated book in his hand fell to the ground, and on the cover was a scantily clad girl with big breasts struggling desperately in the hands of the devil.

three

The train arrives in Guiyang on time.Feng Si directly rented a bed in the station lounge, slept for a few hours, then changed trains and headed towards the southwest mountainous area.The reason why he didn't catch up on the long-distance bus to Shuangping Mountain was because he wanted to observe clearly to see if there were other people following him.In other words, he was almost sure that there were people following him, and he just wanted to find out one or two.

Unfortunately, from the train station to the long-distance bus station, from the long-distance bus station to Jin'an County, and then to the second long-distance bus to Shuangping Mountain, he stared at the bull's-eye all the way, but he still got nothing.The people around him either looked too normal, or too wretched, they looked like thieves at first glance, and there was never the kind of "doesn't look right" person he was looking for.

It can be seen that detective novels are deceptive, Feng Si thought sullenly, and gave up trying.The first half of the road to Shuangping Mountain was alright, but the further back it was, the more bumpy it was, and he couldn't sleep anymore, so he could only lean on the seat and think wildly.

He thought of his dead father again.In the past few months, he was reluctant to think of his father in many cases, because the imprint left by his father was too complicated and indescribable, and when he thought about it, he felt mixed.But right now, he will soon arrive at his father's real hometown, and he has no choice but to think about it.

For nearly 20 years, Feng Qizhou was equivalent to a useless waste and an irresponsible bastard in Feng Si's mind.He is a bastard who throws his wife and children aside when he is in danger, a big liar who pretends to be a Taoist priest to cheat money everywhere, and a person he never wants to see in his life.Feng Si worked hard to be admitted to a key high school, a prestigious university, and tried every means to earn money to support himself, in order to completely draw a line with this person one day, and never have anything to do with him again.

It wasn't until the night of his death that Feng Si discovered another side of his father.That night, Feng Qizhou seemed to be a different person, exuding a completely different aura from top to bottom: calm, decisive, fierce, and protecting himself at all costs.This also caused Feng Si a new confusion: his father was such a formidable fighter, and it was fine to be submissive in front of him. Why was he scared by a mafia boss in a small county and ran away from home, so much so that he buried his mother? life.

And the scattered evidence found in his hometown made Feng Si even more confused, because those things brought to the surface the grandfather and his father's entire family who had almost no sense of existence.He was not born to his parents, but his father raised him for 19 years, disguised himself for his anonymity, and turned himself into a wretched charlatan.What's even more strange is that, judging from the fragments of letters left by his grandfather, all of this is not Feng Qizhou's personal choice, but belongs to some kind of family will.

Except for Feng Qizhou, from the killers that night to He Yifan, then to Lin Jinglu, and then to the mysterious man he met on the train, he has already encountered four different forces. If you add his biological mother to the small clinic , "Xuan Hezi" who forced Zhai Jianguo to deliver her baby, there were five families in total.These people may be enemies, but they have one thing in common, that is, they are all very interested in him.From the analysis of a few words, even the existence of these people is for him, but he has no idea what these guys are planning.

"What exactly are you planning, Dad?" Feng Si whispered to himself.In fact, there is still a doubt hidden in his heart, and he has never dared to think carefully: Was his father's desperate protection of him before his death just because of family factors and the importance he attached to him, or did it include a little bit of father-son affection?Although he was not his own, but Feng Qizhou has raised him for more than ten years, will he develop some true feelings?
He couldn't help but took out the old photo of his father and grandfather that he had seen over and over again. The boy in the photo looked simple and happy.And the middle-aged man next to him, that is, Feng Si's grandfather, had a pair of sharp eyes like a falcon.Although he had never met him before, or even heard Feng Qizhou mention him seriously, Feng Si had a strong feeling that this person was definitely not a kind person.My own strange and rough fate may be related to this old guy's manipulation.

What happened to the Feng family?Even though he has no blood relationship with him, Feng Si still couldn't help being extremely curious.He sketched the situation of this family in his mind more than once, it was probably a famous family, maybe a family could fill up a village.This family has a strict patriarch, a group of prestigious elders, and many capable young and middle-aged backbones.They operate as closely as a community of ants, obeying the instructions of their parents, being ruthless and efficient, and resorting to all means to break the law, transcend human relations, and destroy humanity when necessary...

All the mysterious families in novels or film and television dramas seem to be this way.

It would be quite interesting to be able to deal with such a family. Feng Si actually had some expectations in his heart, but such expectations were quickly shattered after arriving at the destination village.

"Feng?" The old farmer who was stopped by him to ask for directions shook his head like a rattle, "There is no one named Feng in Sihe Village."

"There is no one named Feng?" Feng Si was startled, "Then...could it have moved? Twenty years ago? Was there anyone named Feng twenty years ago?"

"I have lived on this mountain for more than 60 years, and there has never been anyone surnamed Feng in the village!" The old farmer turned to leave impatiently.

"Is there any big family with a lot of people in that village?" Feng Si hurriedly stopped him, thought for a while, took out ten yuan from his body and handed it to him.In fact, I should have imagined that Feng Qizhou is likely to be a fake name, and the surname Feng may be fake.

The old farmer put the banknotes in his pocket, and the expression on his face softened a bit: "Where did the family come from? This place is so poor. In the past, when there was a famine, more than half of the people in a village often died... all of them were odds and ends. It’s not easy for scattered families to survive and make up a household, but if you want to return the family, you’re probably watching too many TV dramas.”

"Thank you," Feng Si nodded, "Aren't you poor? You still have TV to watch?"

The old farmer grinned happily: "There are still one or two TVs in a village, and the whole village goes to their house to watch them at night."

After the old farmer left, Feng Si looked sideways at the mountain beside him, took out the photo from his body again, and compared it.

"That's right, it's here..." He scratched his scalp in confusion, "It seems that the 'family' written in the old man's letter has other articles, so let's find a place to live first. Damn, my ass hurts... ..."

The last road into the mountain was full of potholes, and he came in slowly on a walking tractor.

The sun is slowly setting.Under the bloody afterglow, this small mountain village looked bleak and dilapidated, as if shrouded in an ominous cloud.

Shuangping Mountain is not a tourist hotspot. According to the backpack strategy Wen Xiaolan found, the mountain roads here are rugged and difficult, the scenery is mediocre, the products are barren, and there are no historical and cultural hotspots to explore, so the tourism industry has always been deserted. It's not bad to have a few backpackers every year.There is only one bus a day from the county town to the mountainous area, and Feng Si is lucky to catch up.

(End of this chapter)