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"I'm very tired." Fan Tianxing sat on the edge of the bed with his elbows on his knees, his old face deeply buried in his palms. "Really, I'm too tired."

"You should rest," another deep male voice came from his body, "Go to sleep, you have done a good job, leave the rest to me."

rest?take a nap?

Fan Tianxing sneered mockingly and contemptuously. In the dead of night, there was a deathly silence outside the window.

The human society is immersed in a sound sleep. There are soft mattresses under their bodies, pillows that smell of sunshine on their sides, and warm thin quilts on their bodies.A boy’s dream is a girl he loves, a girl’s dream is a sweet date, a child’s dream is a carousel in an amusement park...

What will be in his dream?What is the dream?

This strange question suddenly popped up in Fan Tianxing's mind - what exactly is a dream?

There was a sudden dizziness in his head, and he thought in a trance, how long has it been since he had a dream? 100 years?Or 200 years?

Physics, psychology and even supernatural metaphysics have all defined "dreams", but only normal people have dreams, how could he have them?

Through his fingers, Fan Tianxing vaguely saw his scarlet eyes, sharp fangs, and the scarlet blood that had dried up at the corner of his mouth in the reflection of a pool of blood on the ground.

He's not human anymore, not anymore, he's a monster.

How can monsters have dreams?

His breathing stopped suddenly, as if he had been frightened, he jumped up from the bed and walked quickly around the room.

But there was blood everywhere, on the floor, on the walls, even the bed sheets were splattered with blood...

His eyes were red, as if he was about to bleed in the blink of an eye, and he was a little at a loss as to what to do. He wanted to find a place to hide, to find a cleaner place, but this kind of place no longer existed. It will never be found.

"What's wrong with you?" the man asked with some concern.

"Wuqing Mountain..." Fan Tianxing murmured to himself with erratic eyes.

The man was a little displeased: "Why are you crazy?!"

"Wuqing Mountain!" Fan Tianxing kicked the corner of the table angrily, "Where is Wuqing Mountain?"

"It's long gone!" The man answered impatiently, "It was developed into a resort 80 years ago, what are you doing in the middle of the night?"

"It's gone?" Fan Tianxing asked back with a dull expression. After a while, he suddenly raised his head and laughed, "Hahahaha... gone? Hahahaha..."

There was bottomless despair in his laughter, his feet went limp, and he slid along the wall and sat on the ground.

"You are tired," the man said in a deep voice without any emotion, "rest."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Tianxing's body suddenly trembled, as if someone had taken control of him, he slowly stood up from the ground, his back straightened, his eyes became cold and gloomy after sweeping away the slump and confusion just now.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, but anyone could tell that the person occupying this body had already changed.

"Give it back to me," Fan Tianxing's voice became weak, "Give me back my body..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? This is also my body. During the day, you dominate and be your sanctimonious and beloved Teacher Fan; at night, my power is stronger, so I can control it. Isn't that fair? "

The man turned his wrist, stretched his whole body, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, with an intoxicated and joyful expression on his face.

He liked the smell of fresh blood in the air.

"It was you who turned me into a monster," Fan Tianxing said weakly from his chest, "I was not like this..."

"It's too late for you to say this now?" The man slowly opened his eyes and lay on his back on the bed with a weird and paranoid smile on the corner of his mouth, "Let me do the math, it's been more than 100 years. Body, how many people were killed? 500 people? 600 people? How did the homeless people under the overpass disappear? How did the registered missing persons disappear? Oh yes! Isn’t the youngest little girl only 11 years old? The little girl is so ignorant, she just wanted to go to a midnight movie, didn't she just bump into me? But the blood of a child is so sweet..."

As he spoke, he smacked his lips, and the bloody smell left in the air penetrated into his mouth, which made all the cells in his body tremble.

"Shut up!" Fan Tianxing yelled hysterically, "Shut up! Shut up! You killed it! You did it all!"

"Hehe..." The man's chest trembled slightly, and he let out a pleasant laugh, "Why are you so naive? Aren't I just you, aren't you just me?"

"No..." Fan Tianxing repeated in a low voice, "No, no."

"Why not? Teacher Fan, how did you get the name Fan Tianxing?"

Fan Tianxing's voice stopped abruptly, and the cabin fell into silence again.

After a while, the man's voice softened, and he could even be said to be a little gentle: "It's almost time, I know you don't like killing people, and I don't like killing people, but I can't help it. It's about time, when I get drunk Pure blood, then everything will be over."

Fan Tianxing didn't speak anymore, he didn't know whether he was appeased or fell into deeper despair.

That night he had a dream—actually, he didn't know if it was a "dream". In short, he thought of the past, which was a long, long time ago.

At that time, there were no colorful neon lights, no tall buildings made of reinforced concrete, and no dazzling electronic products. At that time, Wuqing Mountain was not a resort, but a clean, green mountain.

At that time, he lived in a small village in the mountains. There were only six families in the village, and they made a living by hunting.

He didn't have a name, and people at that time hadn't read books, so they couldn't think of any meaningful names.Because he was born in winter, everyone called him "Adong" and "Adong".His parents were shot to death by a black bear during a hunt, and he became an orphan, completely alone.

One evening he went to the creek when the water was flooding. He went to spearfish, and amidst the sound of rushing water, a man floated down from upstream.

It was a young boy, looking very young, with a very white complexion, whiter than winter snow.He was covered in cuts and bruises, his bare skin was covered with bruises, and he didn't know if he fell from the cliff.

He carried the boy home and applied herbs to him, but the boy's body temperature remained low, his pulse was weak, and his breathing was very steady.

Strange, A-Dong thought, this boy is really strange, he has never seen such a strange person, maybe the people outside the mountain are different from the rough people in their mountain, otherwise how could someone be like this for nothing.

The boy was in a coma for five days before waking up. When he woke up, he didn't speak. He just sat by the stream, looking at the cliffs on both banks, and sometimes shed tears.

Once A-Dong went to the river to deliver food to him, and saw him eating raw fish with blood all over his mouth.

The boy was taken aback when he saw him, and then said the first sentence to him: "Aren't you afraid of me?"

A-Dong shook his head: "Don't be afraid, sometimes I go hunting in the mountains, and I can't go down in time at night, so I also eat live animals."

"What do you eat?" the boy asked.

"Bug mushroom." A-Dong was a little shy.

"That's not tasty," the boy pulled out the fish guts and threw them aside. "The bloody ones are delicious."

A-Dong didn't quite understand what he meant.

"What's your name?" the boy asked him suddenly.

A-Dong was startled, scratching the edge of the bowl with his fingers, the fingertips turned white, and after a while he said dully: "I don't have a name, my parents died before they woke me up, but they all call me A-Dong. "

He was very embarrassed, this was his new playmate, and someone who had seen the world outside of Dashan, it was embarrassing and shameful to say that he had no name in front of the boy.

A-Dong pursed her lips and added, "I was born in winter."

——Look, my name also has a meaning, and I’m not just calling it casually.

"Oh," the boy wiped his mouth, "it's unlucky, winter is the season of the dead."

"what?"

A-Dong was dumbfounded, he had never heard of this saying, how wonderful winter is, the mountains are covered by heavy snow, spotless and clean.

But the boy was from the city, so what he said was definitely right.

"Then what should we do?" Adon asked nonchalantly.

"I'll give you a name," the boy thought for a while and said, "Your name is Fan Tianxing."

"Fan... Tianxing?" A Dong didn't understand, "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing." The boy turned his head to look at the mountain wall again. "This is the name my mother gave me, but now that she's dead, I don't need it anymore. Give it to you."

"Give it to me? That's not acceptable!" A-Dong shook his head, "Then you won't have a name!"

The boy was amused by his natural stupidity, and said after a while: "I don't need it anymore, only my mother can call me by my name in this world."

The sound of the running water was so loud that A-Dong couldn't hear what he was saying.

Later, A Dong changed his name to Fan Tianxing.

The boy lived with him in the mountains for five years, and they all grew up like the little tree in front of the house.

The boy is withdrawn and has only one friend, Fan Tianxing. No matter where Fan Tianxing goes, he will follow him closely.

Fan Tianxing joked once, saying that in the future I will also have a family and have children, how can I marry a wife if you stick to me like this?

The boy's face changed immediately when he heard this, and he said that if you dare to leave me, I will eat you.

Fan Tianxing only thought he was joking, and said jokingly that I'm not a fish!

The boy grabbed his hand and said that I only have you, you can't leave me.

Fan Tianxing said absently.

Children in the village are born, teenagers grow up, middle-aged people grow old, and old people die-birth, old age, sickness and death are the most monotonous cycles in this village, day after day, year after year, without ever stopping.

But suddenly one day, this cycle was broken.

Fatty in the village died, and his body was thrown by the river. A big hole was bitten out of his neck, and half the sky was stained red with blood.

Everyone thought it was a wild beast going down the mountain to eat people. Only a five-year-old girl pointed at the boy and said loudly, "This brother killed the man! Just like Daddy killed a pheasant, he bit off the little fat boy's neck!"

Fan Tianxing said it was impossible, and the villagers didn't believe it either. How could anyone believe what a five-year-old girl said?It's all childish words.Besides, how can a person make that kind of wound?The beast is more or less the same.

But a few days later, the little girl died too, with a big gash in her neck, and all the blood drained out.

At first, some people said that it was the boy who did it, but the little girl told the truth. He deliberately took revenge and killed the little girl in the same way.

Fan Tianxing stood in front of the boy, protecting him from the stones that were thrown at him, shouting, "Impossible! You're making a mistake!"

His face was covered in blood and his head was broken. The village chief said he would burn them both on a log.

They were tied up and thrown into the firewood pile, only to be lit at dawn tomorrow.

Fan Tianxing was very frightened, he cried for a long time, finally tired from crying, and fell asleep leaning against the boy.

In the middle of the night, he was woken up by someone pushing him, and the boy did not know how to break free from the wrist-thick rope.

"Run!" The boy took his hand, "Run!"

"What about you?" Fan Tianxing's face was full of tears.

"You wait for me in the cave where we caught wild deer last time, and I'll go find you in a while!"

"No, I'll go with you." Fan Tianxing was stubborn.

"I still have things to do," the boy wiped away his tears, "if you are obedient, I will definitely be there."

Fan Tianxing bit his lip, nodded halfway, got up from the ground with hands and feet, and ran away stumbling.

He was so panicked that he ran faster and faster, so fast that his ears were filled with the whistling wind, and he couldn't hear the mournful wailing of the villagers from the village.

A whole village of people died, and blood flowed all over the snow-covered land, which was covered by fresh snowfall.

The boy swallowed the remaining blood in his mouth, got up and clapped his hands, he looked around, the snow was falling heavily.

So clean, so pretty.

Sure enough, the boy arrived at the cave unharmed. After resting all night, he took Fan Tianxing to the depths of the mountain. After reaching the top of the mountain, he walked down the mountain road to the other side of the mountain. After walking for several days and nights, Only then did I settle down in another village.

This village is much more prosperous than the one in Wuqing Mountain, with more people and livestock. Fan Tianxing is very new to everything, plowing fields, ox carts, transplanting rice seedlings...all of these are novel to him.

Fan Tianxing gradually grew up, and the boy who fell down the cliff covered in bruises had also grown into a tall man. He became more silent than when he was a teenager, and his whereabouts were erratic, often disappearing at night.

But Fan Tianxing was completely attracted by this wider world, and didn't notice all the abnormalities.

Until he was 19 years old, the girl named Xiaofen kissed him on tiptoe in the rice field.

At that moment, his heart was beating like a beating, he lost consciousness all over his body, and the blood all over his body was rushing to one place.

He and Xiaofen became a couple, and they made an appointment to count rice flower fish in the rice field, and secretly kissed while no one was around.

Fan Tianxing felt so happy, this kind of happiness was different from other times, he was so light that he could float while walking.

One day when he came home, the man sat at the table waiting for him, his face sinking like water, and asked him where he had been.

Fan Tianxing drank some wine and said with a smile: "I plan to propose marriage to Xiaofen! She doesn't think I'm a foreigner, and she doesn't think I have no land or cattle!"

"Propose marriage?"

Fan Tianxing nodded cheerfully: "Yes, you are going to have a sister-in-law."

"Do you remember what I said?"

The man stood in front of him and gave him a cold smile.

"what?"

"If you dare to leave me, I will eat you."

Fan Tianxing waved his hand, and walked into the house drunkenly: "I'm sleepy, I'm asleep, where have you been in the middle of the night, I haven't seen anyone for a few days..."

It happened on the day he and Xiaofen got married. Xiaofen was wearing a big red flowered jacket, her cheeks were bright red, she was as pretty as a fairy running down from a painting.

They didn't have the money to make arrangements, so three relatives came to Afen's house and simply set up a table of wine.

"Your brother isn't here?"

At the banquet, Ah Fen asked him.

"I don't know where it is." Fan Tianxing lost face, "I haven't seen anyone these days."

"It's okay." A Fen poured him a glass of wine. "I heard that people died again a few days ago. I don't know what evil is in the village recently. People always die. I'm very scared."

"Don't be afraid," Fan Tianxing felt faint doubts in his heart, but he still heard the sound to comfort her, "We don't do bad things, so we don't need to be afraid of anything."

"Well," A Fen blushed and leaned on his shoulder, "With you by my side, I won't be afraid of anything anymore."

The banquet was over and the sky was getting dark. The man returned home with his body covered in frost and snow, and the corners of his eyes and brows were chilly.

"Brother?" A Fen was taken aback for a moment, and then greeted him with a smile, "Your brother slept too much, why didn't you come back early today for a drink? How about I make you some hot food—ah!"

The last scene Ah Fen saw in this world was her husband's younger brother grinning, with cold fangs growing out of his mouth, and his pupils were redder than her red flowered jacket, as if he could bleed in the blink of an eye.

Fan Tianxing didn't feel any pain, he floated on top of the bed, watching the man pinch his neck as if venting his anger.

The man went out for many days, he killed a family of demon hunters, and forced him to reveal a secret technique - knocking open his skull while the person was still alive, and the soul can be drawn out intact along the Tianling acupoint.After that, as long as you eat this person's body, his soul can only live in your body and coexist forever.

"I didn't lie to you," the man let go of Fan Tianxing's neck, and then gently touched his face, "I will eat you."

Fan Tianxing wanted to shout but couldn't. He felt like he was crying, but there were no tears in his eyes.

Fan Tianxing was eaten, he regretted it, he shouldn't change his name, he still prefers Adong.

How wonderful it is in winter, with white snow, spotless, clean, and beautiful.