Mashan stared closely at the embroidered shoes.

At first, he thought he was dazzled.

Later, he felt that there was a deviation in his memory.

This pair of shoes must have been here a long time ago, but I just didn't notice it.

When he thought about it, he felt relieved.

Mashan was very bored by himself. After playing with his mobile phone for a while, he simply lay down on the bed and went to sleep.

In his dazed sleep, he felt something pressing down on him.

I want to open my eyes, but I can't.

He wanted to turn over, but his body refused to obey him and he couldn't even move his fingers.

Mashan's breathing became rapid and he desperately tried to control his muscles.

If he moved, even just a little, he knew he could get out of this predicament.

With almost all his strength, Ma Shan finally turned over and sat up from the bed.

Huh...huh...

He breathed hard, his chest rising and falling violently.

Fortunately, it was just a nightmare.

Mashan couldn't recall what he had just dreamed about, but it was pretty scary anyway.

I looked around and saw that the room was still the same room and the bed was still the same bed.

It's just that the sky outside the window has darkened, and the moonlight shines in through the window and falls on the ground, as if it's sprinkled with silver powder.

Mashan reached out and turned on the lamp on the bedside table, then got out of bed.

But the moment he got out of bed, he was stunned again.

The pair of embroidered shoes is missing.

At this moment, deep fear invaded Mashan's heart.

what happened?

Is it a dream?

The scene where I saw the embroidered shoes was a dream I had.

It's just my own memory that confuses dreams and reality.

That must be the case.

Mashan comforted himself in this way.

He took a deep breath, stood up, and turned on all the lights in the room.

After checking the room again, there was no problem, and the few stones Li Muchen placed were also there.

Mashan came to the window and looked out at the moonlight.

The plane trees in the yard are shining brightly under the moonlight.

An unknown bird squatted on the tree.

The moonlight fell into the well on the other side of the yard, and the moon's shadow was also reflected in the well.

Next to the shadow of the moon, Ma Shan saw his own face.

He felt a little strange, but couldn't think of anything strange at the moment.

He stuck his head out and looked into the well, trying to see his whole face.

Mashan saw the moon overlap with his face.

There is a tree in the Moon Palace, and there is a bird squatting on the tree.

He was very surprised that the trees in the yard had disappeared into the moon.

But one thing he understood, that was not a bird in the tree, but a rabbit.

Mashan suddenly wanted to catch the rabbit.

He raised his legs and climbed up to the edge of the well, about to jump down.

There was a strange force in the well, trying to pull him down.

Suddenly, he felt a pain in his waist.

It was the two silver dollars that struck him.

A stream of heat rose from my waist and rushed straight into my mind along the Du Vein. Immediately afterwards, my mind gained a hint of clarity.

Mashan suddenly remembered, wasn't he looking at the moon from the window? How could he see the moon shadow in the well? How could he see himself?

With just such a glimmer of clarity, my mind exploded, as if it was earth-shaking.

When he came back to his senses, he found that he was still standing in front of the window.

Outside the window, it was a scorching sunny day, with the sun still hanging high in the sky.

The shadow of the sycamore tree fell on the ground, and its branches formed a black net, which just covered the well.

Looking back at the room, everything was as usual. There were no embroidered shoes in front of the bed.

Mashan let out a sigh of relief.

It turns out that everything was an illusion caused by tension.

The weather outside the window and the slightest hint of cool air behind him made him fearful.

It was this fear that actually caused him to hallucinate.

Mashan, who is known to be bold, shook his head in self-mockery. If someone knew about this, how could he have the nerve to go out in the future?

He hummed a tune softly, walked towards the bed, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

I was about to lie down and rest.

Suddenly, I felt a chill on my neck and a gentle breeze blew by.

The shadow of the sycamore tree outside the window has not moved. Where is the wind coming from in the room?

He turned his head and saw a beautiful face.

Her creamy skin, bright eyes, ink-stained black hair, and especially her light red lips exude irresistible charm.

She was wearing a bright red dress, and the soft satin flowed like water.

On her feet, she wore a pair of red embroidered shoes.

Mashan was a little suffocated, he had never seen such a beautiful person.

"Brother!" the woman called softly.

Mashan felt that his bones were tender.

"Brother, did you miss me?" The woman came over gently and leaned on Ma Shan's shoulder.

"Yes." Mashan agreed, and unconsciously gently hugged the woman's shoulders.

Two people are sitting in front of the bed.

The moonlight shines in through a window, with the silhouette of the sycamore tree covering them in a black and white net.

A bird flew up from the sycamore tree, cooed, and flew into the distance.

The woman took off her red dress, leaving only her inner clothes.

She gently unbuttoned Mashan's shirt, stroked Mashan's strong chest, and said:

"Brother, give me your heart."

Ma Shan nodded blankly: "Okay."

He felt a chill in his chest.

The woman's nails scratched his chest, and the skin and muscles opened in response, as if a zipper had been installed.

Then the ribs were cut off.

The whole heart is exposed.

"Brother, give me your heart!"

the woman said.

Mashan reached into his open chest and took out his heart.

His heart was still pounding.

At this moment, the amulet hanging on his chest emitted a dazzling white light.

Mashan's hands trembled, and his heart dropped into his chest again and continued to beat.
To be continued...