Chapter 9 (2/2)

He just knelt in front of his mother's tombstone with tears in his eyes. He didn't want to go anywhere at the moment. He didn't want to move or pay attention to anything.

And just as he thought, the scenery around him was strangely stagnated to this moment.

The grass and dust lifted by the wind stopped in the air, and his grandmother was still beside him, and half of the tears were suspended in the air.

But Zhao Fengnian didn't pay attention to so much, he just wanted to accompany his mother all the time, such a scene is also with his intention.

This time, his dream has changed as usual. In the past, he always looked at his memories from the perspective of an onlooker. No matter whether he wants to continue to recall or not, the memory of himself will always continue his rhythm, just like watching a movie.

But this time Zhao Fengnian lost his mother, which was too big for him. He didn't want to leave here to continue his memory or wake up.

At the moment, Zhao Fengnian feels that he and his memories are fused together. He can control his own actions in his dream, that is, to be still at the moment and not to move, which is what he wants most at present.

Time seems to have lost its due role in this silent world. I don't know how long it has been, maybe a day, or longer or shorter.

The sun has always maintained its position, continuously emitting light and heat, completely unable to feel the passage of time.

When Zhao Fengnian was ready to go on like this, I don't know when the whole space slowly vibrated, and a long white figure quickly appeared on the horizon.

I saw the white figure was not big, and the whole body was emitting dazzling white light, so I couldn't see the shape clearly.

You can only see a white band of light, in which may be a snake or a rope or something else.See white figure quickly from the horizon to the direction of Zhao Fengnian, where the light and shadow distortion, space chatter endlessly

Zhao Fengnian paid no attention to this, or at the moment he felt nothing, only the tombstone in his eyes, only memories of his mother together in his mind.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the white figure rushed to Zhao Fengnian's eyes, as if to see Zhao Fengnian not moved. It suddenly opened its mouth and gave out a sound, as if it contained endless vicissitudes, throughout the ages, so that all living creatures trembled and roared loudly!

”Boil! ~Whoa!... ”

With this roar, the whole world was suddenly fragmented and turned into powder!

Then Zhao Fengnian appeared in another scene. He was lying in his grandmother's house. He did not know how he came here from his mother's tombstone.

Zhao Fengnian is very reluctant at the moment. He wants to go back to his mother. He gets up and wants to go out of the room. However, he finds that he can't move. He can't do anything

He tried many times and found that it still didn't work, so he gave up. He just lay here quietly, and from time to time he could see the figures around him flickering.

But at the moment, he couldn't move. He could only watch the setting sun from the window in front of him quietly, and a beautiful and bright star sky appeared under the curtain of night