Seeing the **** water remaining on the bed and Chen Xian's body, everyone was surprised, because the **** water had never appeared before that, as if it had appeared the moment Chen Xian got up... However, Chen Xian didn't look like he had been injured. He was good from head to toe, and from a closer look, he could find that the blood did not leak from his body at all, but was soaked from the outside.

In other words, the blood was "spattered" on Chen Xian from the outside, and it had nothing to do with him, but because of this...the old liar, they even couldn't understand it.

They had been guarding Chen Xian's side before, and they had never left the room for half a step from start to finish. It could be said that they stared at Chen Xian, who was lying on the bed unconsciously...

Then, under these conditions, how could this blood avoid everyone's eyes and ears and get to Chen Xian?

This is obviously impossible!

"I... I had a dream just now..." Chen Xian murmured, as if his expression was still in a trance, and his tone of voice sounded a bit confused, as if he had not figured it out. What's going on, "There was a lot of **** fog in the dream... Then the fog condensed into rain... The rain fell on the ground and turned into a pool of blood... . I lay there a second before I woke up... They seemed to follow me..."

"Following you?" The old liar frowned, and he didn't seem to doubt Chen Xian's silly rhetoric at all. An incomprehensible dignity flashed in his eyes, "What is following you?"

"Blood on the ground." Chen Xian shook his head. At this moment, he seemed to be a little more sober, and his tone became serious when he spoke, and he seemed to have begun to analyze himself, "This should be impossible... ...Beyond common sense..."

After that, Chen Xian dipped some blood with his hand and leaned in front of his nose to smell it.

"These are not my blood." Chen Xian frowned even more tightly, and whispered to the old liar, "My blood does not taste like this, and I have never been injured before... No, I should say My injuries have healed on my own a long time ago, and there is no way to bleed again."

"I think so." The old liar's expression was a bit uglier than Chen Xian, and he seemed to be worried about something. He also followed Chen Xian's way of dipping some blood with his hand and smelling it carefully, "It doesn't seem to be human blood either. ..... Human blood doesn't smell like this...but it doesn't look like the blood of abnormal life...very strange smell..."

"Does it look like a plant?" Chen Xian suddenly asked inexplicably.

Hearing Chen Xian's words, Xu Yanan and Mu He who stood aside were a little confused, because they never thought that these **** waters could be associated with Chen Xian and plants. How could plants have blood?

Compared with them, the old liar seems to think more, and his thinking is far deeper than Xu Yanan and the others.

"Plants..." The old liar glanced at Chen Xian, then lowered his head and looked at the **** water on the tips of his fingers, as if to be sure about something. Under Xu Yanan and the others' surprised gaze, he directly put his fingers into his mouth. Here, it seems that I want to use a taste to determine what these **** waters are.

Although his actions seem disgusting, it is undeniable that this unique analysis method can help the old liar a lot. After all, for him, the sense of taste is much more reliable than the sense of smell.

In this **** water, the old liar tasted many strange tastes.

There is a grassy smell peculiar to the soil.

There is a smell of salty and wet sea water.

There is also a smell that I don't know what plant it is secreting... that kind of smell is very unique, just like the smell of a plant's branches after being broken.

"The dream you had...what kind of dream..." the old liar suddenly asked.

"I started doing it a long time ago, but this time it’s a bit special...I don’t remember if I told you that after the abnormal case in Wushan Mental Hospital, I started to have nightmares a lot. It has been accumulated to this day, and there have been a total of forty or fifty times." Chen Xian also had no plans to get out of bed, as if in a daze, sitting motionless on the bed, "every time the nightmare is the same. ...At least the location is the same!"

"Location?" The old liar was taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "You mean every time you appear in the same place in that dream?"

"Yes." Chen Xian nodded, only feeling that the communication with the old liar was extremely smooth, at least he would not suspect that what he said was false, "Every time I appear in that dream, I am in a dark, deep ocean. Below... there is a very large bluestone brick square in that place...it seems to have existed for a long time...it should be built by the ancients..."

Hearing these words, the old liar seemed to be suddenly frightened in some way, and shuddered almost uncontrollably.

This sudden reaction naturally fell into the eyes of others.

"Grandpa Ge, what's the matter with you?" Mu He stood by the bed and looked at the old liar. He felt that the old liar in front of him was a bit strange. His expression looked like he was wearing a mask, and his body was trembling slightly..... From him, Mu He could clearly smell a kind of fear.

Xu Yanan and Chen Xian naturally discovered this, but they did not choose to ask him at this juncture.

"No...I'm okay..." The old liar shook his head, his voice was so dry, as if every word was exhausted from his mouth.

The old liar looked at Chen Xian with a strange look. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he remained silent, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and started smoking tremblingly... ...

"You go out first," Chen Xian said suddenly.

"Okay." Xu Yanan nodded. Seeing that Mu He was still reluctant, she could only come up and coax her while leading her out.

Compared with Muhe who hasn't experienced worldly affairs, Xu Yanan is more able to observe words and colors.

She could feel that both the old liar and Chen Xian were hiding certain things in their hearts, but these things were not listenable to outsiders, so they were asked to avoid them.

When the door was closed, the old liar's cigarette was also exhausted.

"What are the characteristics of that submarine square?" The old liar threw the cigarette **** into the ashtray and asked without looking back. During this process, he had been avoiding Chen Xian's gaze, and there seemed to be something unspeakable.

"The area is large, and the ground is covered with blue bricks."

Having said this, Chen Xian recalled it carefully, and then added.

"There is another tree."

a tree.

The old liar shivered again.

"What does that tree look like?" the old liar asked, lighting a cigarette again.

"I can't see clearly... it's a little fuzzy when I walked closer... but the skin of the tree is the same color as blood..." Chen Xian frowned and said slowly, in his mind I couldn’t help but show up what I had seen in my dreams, and an instinctive sense of disgust suddenly appeared in my heart, "It seems to rot...The branches are thin and long...The crown of the tree It looks like a network of intertwined human blood vessels..."

Hearing this, the old liar was already a little unsteady. He staggered to the side and sat on the chair in the corner. His mental state was extremely depressed, and his trance looked like Chen who had just woke up before. idle.

Chen Xian could smell the smell of fear on the old liar.

All this changes.

It seems to come from these dreams that I said.

Chen Xian just thought about it for a moment, and then roughly analyzed a result...

The old liar knows many things.

Especially the scenes he saw in his dreams, he should also know...or have seen them in person!

Are those things real? ?

Chen Xian was a little confused, unable to understand and accept this fact.

In his opinion, dreams are dreams, and reality is reality. All of these should be distinguished.

But if it is distinguished...how to explain the **** water on your body? In what way did they cross the boundary between dream and reality to come to this world? !

What's more, I don't know anything about the ancient square under that sea area, and I have never contacted relevant information. When I think about it this way, why do I dream of them? ?

"I've been to that sea."

The old liar suddenly said, it seems that his voice has become hoarse because of smoking too often.

He raised his head and looked at Chen Xian, his eyes became extremely complicated, as if he was hesitating to say the next thing. He didn't speak for a long time, just fidgeting in silence.

"Say what you have. If you don't want to say it, I won't ask." Chen Xian said softly.

The old liar shook his head, as if he had made a certain decision, his voice trembling faintly.

"That ancient sea of ​​darkness, not only I have been, but also your grandfather Chen Ba, and your grandfather Zhou Tuan. The three of us have been there, and we went together..."

"How long ago was that?" Chen Xian asked.

The old liar thought for a while, and suddenly showed a strange smile.

"A long time ago."