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The howling wind blew past the ears with the smell of dust.

Fang Shiqiu sat on the rescue helicopter, staring blankly into the distance.

Leaving the snow mountain, the scene in front of his eyes is no longer the vast white snow all year round, nor the stereotyped snowstorm and boring sunrise and sunset.

Fang Shiqiu saw the towns and streets that he had not seen for a long time. The car passed by the wide asphalt road, turned deftly at the fork in the road, and disappeared behind the tall buildings.

There are clusters of white clouds floating in the blue sky in the distance. They gather and dance, moving against the border between grass green and azure blue.

Fang Shiqiu thought it was a cloud blown away by the wind, and he didn't see the true face of the cloud until the helicopter flew over the blue patch.

A group of sheep were foraging in the grass, jumping to avoid the huge shadow cast by the helicopter, and a shepherd dog lying on the mountain bag came from a distance to drive away the flock of fleeing sheep.

The air is filled with the aroma of green grass, and there is also a little smell of livestock and fireworks, which Fang Shiqiu finds strange.

The helicopter flew over the pasture and approached the town. When passing a tall building, Fang Shiqiu saw a wisp of thin smoke rising from the slender chimney.

Gray-blue smoke permeated the air, descending slowly, covering the entire town.

The outline of the town became blurred in the mist, and the sound of the propellers faded away, like an invisible transparent barrier, and the smell of green grass and soil instantly dissipated completely.

Sitting in the narrow cabin, Fang Shiqiu smelled the stench of blood again.

He blinked blankly, the images in his vision rotated and flickered with the blinking, and his body fell forward uncontrollably.

Before completely losing consciousness, Fang Shiqiu saw an anxious face that was infinitely magnified.

Disinfectant, iodine, hydrogen peroxide, the pungent smell lingers in the hospital.

Fang Shiqiu was lying on the operating table, his thin and sunken cheeks were covered under the oxygen mask, and his exhaled breath condensed a layer of white mist on the mask.

Living in the high-altitude snow-capped mountains for a long time, he came to the plain at the foot of the mountain in vain. Fang Shiqiu's body could not adapt to the sudden pressure difference, and he fell into shock again before reaching the rescue center.

The rescuers had no time to investigate the reason why Fang Shiqiu appeared in the snow mountain, so they could only temporarily send him to the nearest hospital.

The snow mountain where Fang Shiqiu was trapped belonged to a commercial company half a year ago, which had undertaken many conservation projects from the local government, but after the accidental death of the company founder, those projects were forced to stop.

The project staff evacuated the snow mountain base, and a large number of ski enthusiasts boarded the no-man's land.

The hospital at the foot of the mountain provides medical treatment for injured skiers all the year round, so when Fang Shiqiu was first sent by the rescue team, he was treated as a trapped skier for first aid.

But when the doctor cut Fang Shiqiu's clothes and saw the bruised body, he had to overturn the original treatment plan.

There was no redness and swelling from sprains, and the fractured joints were crookedly joined together. Fang Shiqiu could not see the signs of skiing injuries, but there were scalded blisters and chilblains from the frozen snow.

His neck was bloodied by a thin black ring, pus, blood and unknown fluids were constantly oozing from the wound that could not heal itself, and every time the skin was torn, it gave off a rancid smell.

High fever and infection would take away Fang Shiqiu's life at any time, the doctor had no time to think about it, and immediately pushed him into the operating room.

Antibiotics and blood plasma were injected into dry blood vessels, hydrogen peroxide and normal saline washed away pus and accumulated blood, scalpels cut off rotting rotten flesh, and thin black thread was stitched to tear the rolled-up flesh. Fang Shiqiu’s injury was healed Proper handling.

He was sent to the intensive care unit and received treatment under the monitoring of medical equipment.

Fang Shiqiu didn't know that he was sent to the hospital, he only knew that he slept for a long time and had another long, long dream.

Unlike the real dreams he had in the past, this time he dreamed of a sea.

A boundless white sea.

Fang Shiqiu stood in the middle of the white sea, with the helicopter hovering above his head, the knee-deep snow was under his feet, and the wind with snowflakes and raindrops brushed his cheeks.

In front of him was a vast expanse of whiteness, but behind him was a bottomless cliff.

The cliff continued to collapse forward, white snow fell from the broken cliff, and the surging snowflake waterfall pulled Fang Shiqiu towards the cliff, trying to drag him into the abyss.

Fang Shiqiu was forced to run towards the depths of the White Sea. His bare feet were cut by the sharp reefs on the seabed. The gushing blood left a series of mottled footprints on the snow. Chasing his figure, he was collapsed again. engulfed by the cliff.

The bone-piercing wind pierced into the chest, and the smell of rust filled the nose and throat. Fang could not tell whether it was coming up from the soles of his feet or surging from his lungs.

He ran in vain, and when he was about to reach the depths of the White Sea, he was tripped by a raised stone. The moment his body fell forward, the endless White Sea suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Fang Shiqiu fell into a blood-red swamp.

The mud was warm and viscous, bubbling, and the bloody mud that exploded splashed onto Fang Shiqiu's eyes and lips, and stuck to his skin.

He wiped off the blood spots on his face, sat up with his arms propped up, and saw the limbs floating in the mud.

Those grotesque limbs seemed to be messily spliced ​​together from some torn corpses, their original shapes could not be seen, and their identities could only be identified by the remaining feathers and sharp claws.

Wild pheasants, owls, gray wolves... are all animals that Fang Shiqiu has seen in the snow mountains, and the spliced ​​remains drifted towards unknown distances.

The strong smell of blood made Fang Shiqiu breathless. He knelt in the mud and retched, and the acidic water he spit out flowed into the river of blood, turning into a more disgusting mixture.

Fang Shiqiu wanted to stand up, but his hand soaked in the river of blood touched a smooth object.

He raised his hand and looked at the object rolling in his palm.

Those were eyeballs of the same color as those of the dumb girl, staring straight at Fang Shiqiu.

A large piece of human limb floated from a distance, and the first thing that caught Fang Shiqiu's eyes was a pair of hands wrapped with cloth strips.

"Gollum—"

The eyeballs slipped from Fang Shiqiu's hands, bobbing up and down in the river of blood, touching his knees back and forth.

Fang Shiqiu wanted to scream, but something was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't scream or swallow.

He lay down in the mud and scratched his throat vigorously, choking a lot of smelly muddy water in his mouth, but he couldn't spit out anything.

Fang Shiqiu fell powerlessly into the river of blood, and looked at the eyeballs soaked in blood.

Under the gaze of the eyeballs, he lost consciousness again and fell into darkness.

The darkness with the smell of hydrogen peroxide flooded the scarlet swamp, eating away at the white cliffs and waterfalls, wrapping Fang Shiqiu's body like a soft cloud.

No mutilated limbs, no eyeballs, and no blood.

Fang Shiqiu did not have those absurd nightmares anymore. In the darkness, he found a safe haven to breathe.