Endless Nightmares

"Whew..."

"Whoosh!"

Chu Yunhan suddenly opened his eyes, gasped, and sat up from the bed!

Reflexively covered his chest with his hand, as if the pain of being cut out of his heart and lungs had not gone away...

"Damn it!!"

"Such a nightmare again!!"

"How many days is this already? Why do you have to die in a nightmare every day?"

In anger, he smashed the cup beside his bed on the floor.

Since more than half a month ago, he began to inexplicably have nightmares.

Every time I die in a nightmare, I die in one way or another.

I was mauled by a huge black bear in the middle of an endless forest.

He watched in pain as the black bear swallowed himself alive one by one.

There's nowhere to hide under the blazing sun, hundreds of degrees of heat.

All the moisture from his body was baked and dried into a curled mummified mass.

In the ruins of a city that looks like an apocalyptic war, being kneaded into flesh by giant robots patrolling it!

In the vast desert, there are countless black ants crawling all over the body.

Gnawed to shreds in unspeakable agony!

There are also in the extreme cold in the snow, frozen into ice sculptures, falling apart.

Every death in a nightmare is accompanied by endless pain that goes deep into the bone.

It was like being in the deepest part of hell, experiencing extreme cruelty.

This let Chu Yunhan's spirit into the extreme malaise!

The point is, no matter how stimulating you, you will fall into a deep sleep in the middle of the night every day.

These days, he has searched all the hospitals in Yongan Town, and not a single doctor has been able to answer his questions, even if he takes various psychoactive drugs.

By that time, you always fall into a deep sleep.

And then greet the death of the dream!

He thought for a long time and could not figure out what had caused all this.

Is it just a bad dream, or is it a trick of the gods?

And last night is already the 16th day, not expected, and the end of the tragic death!

Moreover, Chu Yunhan found that as the number of deaths in the dream increased, the body seemed to start to have problems in reality.

The spirit is getting worse and worse every time. At first, after dying in the dream, the spirit is weak, but it is not as serious as now.

As the number of deaths increases, so does the spirit.

He had a strong hunch that if he continued like this, he would probably, in reality, actually die!

But he could not find any way to solve the problem.

He tried to hide as soon as he entered the nightmare, but always died in the end of various reasons.

On the 13th day, he found that he seemed to be able to bring objects from reality into his dreams.

Whenever he falls asleep, the object he touches with his hands will also appear in the nightmare.

He started trying to fight back, once taking a machete into a dream.

Only to find that the dangers he faced in his nightmares were always far beyond his reach.

Unfortunately, he is not a strong martial arts, facing the threat of nightmares, there is no ability to resist!

Chu Yunhan, struggling with a headache, got up from bed and got dressed.

He has something very important to do today.

Three days before, he had entrusted a large sum of money to find a way for him to obtain a large barrel of fire oil.

He's ready for one last shot!

Otherwise, according to the current development of the situation, it is likely to really face death!

Just then there was a knock at the door.

"Brother Cold! Are you there?" Outside the door came the younger brother's cry, Chu Yunhan went to open the door.

Several able-bodied young men were standing outside the door, waiting.

After seeing Chu Yunhan open the door, they all shouted "cold brother good!"

These people are all Chu Yunhan's younger brothers.

As a famous ruthless person in Yongan town, Chu Yunhan is famous for his good fighting!

Chu Yunhan was raised by his sister Chu Yunxi, five years his senior, after his parents were killed at the border when he was a child.

In order not to be bullied and squeezed by outsiders, Chu Yunhan has understood a truth since childhood.

Only crazy people who are not afraid of death will be afraid of others and dare not bully them.

So Chu Yunhan to fight unusually fierce, every time is desperate.

Slowly, his ruthless reputation also spread throughout Yongan town, and since then no one dared to bully them.

He's got a bunch of thugs around, and they make a living as loan sharks.

The only pity is that there is not enough deep background and huge family wealth.

Chu Yunhan did not have the opportunity to enter the Martial Arts Academy to learn the martial arts of the Bactria Empire.

Last spring, his older sister Chu Yunxi got married in Chang 'an, a city thousands of miles away from his hometown, Langya, in Jiangnan Province.

When Chu Yunxi wanted to take him with him, he was strongly opposed.

A newly married woman living with her brother in her husband's house only invites endless gossip.

He didn't want to be a burden to his sister, who couldn't hold her head up at her husband's house.

So I chose to stay in Yongan and live alone.

Chu Yunhan nodded, and after everyone entered the room, he turned and asked the man in black who led the way:

"Lost young Tiger, the number of the boss has not been collected up?"

The man, whose name was Lost Biao, suddenly had fierce eyes and said angrily:

"Boss Yu is hiding! The brothers searched for him for two days without finding him." "Brother Cold, this surname Yu has already owed 20,000 gold yuan with interest."

"He doesn't have anything of value at home. He rents the house. He only has a wife and daughter at home."

"I think his wife and daughter are pretty. His wife still has charm and his daughter is so young that she can squeeze out water."

"Or sell his wife and daughter to a strip club to pay the debt?"

Chu Yunhan frowned, backhand a slap on the face of heavy fan lost young tiger.

"Are you out of your mind?

"Boss Yu borrowed the money in his personal name, and it wasn't his wife and daughter who signed it."

"What's it to them? Catch them and the law enforcement will leave us alone?"

"Bring more brothers and keep looking to see if Yu is at his friend's house!"

"When you find him, break his leg! Let's see if he dares to hide any longer!"

Lost Biao lowered his head, touched the redness on his face, and immediately should sound:

"Cold brother, I'm sorry! We'll look for it at once!"

Chu Yunhan nodded and charged:

"Be careful, and when you find it, bring it back before you embarrass the Marshals!"

"The laws of Bactria are not vegetarian! If we offend them, no one can save us!"

After they left, Chu Yunhan rubbed his forehead and took out 30,000 gold yuan from the savings hidden in the cabinet.

Then he locked the iron door, turned and walked out of the old house.

It was not until the afternoon that Chu Yunhan gasped and dragged a large wooden barrel back to his residence.

He had a hard time buying a 50-kilogram barrel of oil from a black market trader in Qinglian County.

It cost him 30,000 yuan!

His savings over the years are only more than 90,000 gold yuan.

As a fuel for mechanical vehicles, fire oil was strictly controlled by the Bactrian Dynasty.

Generally, only the government is eligible to buy from the special imperial shop. The general public is strictly prohibited from buying and collecting.

Because this thing is on point, it can easily cause fire and death.

The average citizen doesn't have a mechanical car, so they don't need this kind of thing.

However, on the black market, it is very popular.

Anything can be bought on the black market as long as it is profitable.

It is said that in the black market of Langya city, even the standard thunder fire rifles of the Imperial army can be bought.

These new things had suddenly appeared in the last few years, and he remembered that the army used to use swords and arrows, travel was also a carriage, and the currency was gold and silver.

I do not know where the empire learned these novel knowledge, so that the whole Bactria in a short period of time, rapid progress, completely changed.

When the sun goes down and the moon goes up and the night grows and darkness covers the land.

Chu Yunhan, dressed in a short black suit, leaned on the side of the bed.

He held the barrel of oil in his arms, and he wore a cold machete on his waist.

He carried three boxes of matches in his chest pocket, just in case.

The heart silently counted the time, after a long time, an irresistible feeling of sleepiness hit, Chu Yunhan soon fell into a deep sleep.