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Chapter 126 Are you leaving?

In my dream, I knocked out the giant snake and flipped it out from the balcony of the room and came to the room downstairs.

The lights were on in the room downstairs, and the huge bald wolf and the black widow were snuggling together. The black widow was gently cutting the flesh of the bald wolf, stuffing the cut flesh into his mouth piece by piece.

Whether it is the Black Widow or the Bald Wolf, they all show a very enjoyable look, one sadist and the other masochist, and the two are really a perfect match.

When I saw me suddenly appearing in this room with a dark red mourning stick in my dream, the bald wolf and the black widow both changed drastically, and the original enjoyment on my face instantly turned into a nervous and panic look.

Especially when I saw the dark red torture stick in my hand in my dream, the bald wolf instantly got up from the bed and ran out, grabbing the century-old lightning-striking wood in its room.

"Bang~"

With a dull sound, it knocked the thunderous wood hard on its head, and fell to the ground and unconscious in an instant, with its eyes rolling and foaming at the mouth, and its tongue drooping out of its mouth.

This series of movements was smooth and smooth, as if they had been practiced many times in advance.

Of course, it is unclear whether the bald wolf really fainted. At least its slightly trembling eyelids and limbs seemed to have exposed its true state at this time.

The black widow looked at me with her eyes twitching, as if she was hesitating whether to learn from the bald wolf to give her some advice.

"I was on the subway some time ago, thank you!"

Hearing me say this, Black Widow was stunned and responded subconsciously in a trembling voice: "No...you're welcome, it's what we should do!"

In my dream, I said in a low voice: "I don't really want to thank others. Although you performed very badly at that time, and although I also understand that the side of your humanity you wanted to save me had other purposes, I still want to say thank you to you. Because from that night, I discovered something very interesting..."

Black Widow's face became very strange and she said carefully: "You...you are not suitable for saying such words of thanks. The mask on your face is so creepy. It always feels like you are going to kill us..."

I was silent in the dream. Under the more nervous gaze of Black Widow, I said quietly in the dream: "I am still not very used to this state, but waiting longer may make you better!"

Before Black Widow responded, I heard a hoarse lullaby sound in my dream, and went straight to the apartment building and came to the security booth.

In the security booth, the old radio played a hoarse lullaby, and the old yellow-skinned man in the security suit was cooking broth.

After seeing me walking into the security booth with a dark red mourning stick in my dream, Lao Huangpi looked at me in my dream with complicated eyes, showed a helpless smile, and said, "I haven't been here for a long time. I know you have to come tonight. I specially cooked a special extra broth and taste it! I want to drink such broth next time, I don't know when it will be!"

"Are you leaving?"

In my dream, I heard the meaning of the old Huangpizi's words and asked, "Where to go? When will I come back?"

Huangpi scratched his bald scalp with his claws and said helplessly: "You will go to Beijing during the winter vacation, and the apartment building will be relatively deserted for the time being. Your grandfather asked me to go shopping together. I guess I will wait for you to come back after the winter vacation... Well, it may be longer!"

"If I haven't come back after the winter vacation, let the 601's watchdog guard the gate for me for the time being. After all, it is the one who guards the gate. If it guards the gate, you don't have to worry about it!"

In my dream, I took a bowl of broth handed over by Lao Huangpi and said with a slight silence: "You are like explaining your funeral!"

The old yellow-pie glanced at me and said angrily: "Don't be a crow boy. I haven't lived enough yet. I haven't seen you walk onto the ninth floor of this apartment building yet. How could I die so easily? Okay, I won't tell you to be mentally prepared and finish drinking and go back to bed!".

In my dream, I finished the bowl of broth and said something to Lao Huangpi. The old Huangpi, who was holding the bowl to drink the soup, shivered suddenly. The bowl fell directly to the ground, the soup splashed everywhere, and the porcelain bowl fell into pieces.

Immediately afterwards, the old yellow-piss stared at me in the dream, as if he was watching his naughty naughty child. He was angry and helpless, and directly turned the volume of the old radio a little higher.

...

I woke up from my sleep and looked at the sun rising outside the window, shook my head in a daze.

I drank too much last night, and the hangover tasted really bad.

I still remember a lot of the scenes in my dream last night, but I felt a little unreal and trance-like. The one I remember most was that Uncle Huang seemed to say that he would go out for a long trip during the winter vacation, and didn't say where to go. It seemed that he was going out with an acquaintance of mine.

I am old and have been busy all my life. It is normal to sign up for an elderly group to go out for a relaxing trip and other things!

I crawled out of the sarcophagus and frowned slightly as I looked at the intact sarcophagus.

I remember that the sarcophagus in my room seemed to have been stolen last night, and he left me a very unlucky moaning stick...

Forget it, I don’t think about this anymore. Once I appear in my dream, I often can’t tell the difference between dreams and reality after I wake up. Last night, I found that the sarcophagus in the room was missing, so I must have dreamed.

In my dream last night, I seemed to have visited a neighbor on the seventh floor. I seemed to get along well. I went back to buy some fruits and hit the iron upstairs while it was hot.

I was thinking a lot in my head. After walking out of the door, I happened to see the door of 606 open. Bai Lu and Zhang Kang walked out of the room. My eyes were a little dark, as if I was not sleeping enough, and my spirits were a little depressed.

"Senior, it's early!"

I greeted me casually and laughed and joked, "Didn't sleep well last night? Senior, Sister Bai Lu, be restrained!"

During this period, I basically joked a few times when I saw them. Everyone was familiar with them. Zhang Kang also joked with me and Han Ya, and he got used to this way of greeting him.

However, today my way of greeting Zhang Kang and Bai Lu showed strange expressions, which were different from their previous expressions.

Just when I was a little confused, Zhang Kang said to me with a strange expression: "Senior brother, was it the wine you and Tang Liu who drank last night?"

"Well, what's wrong?" I looked at him and Bai Lu in confusion.

A look of shame and annoyance flashed across Bai Lu's face and she snorted.

Zhang Kang sighed and said, "Senior brother, I beat your fat man cousin last night. You go downstairs to see him!"


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