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Chapter 583 2020.3.4 Hell Walk

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    Yesterday, I dreamed again I was playing a Contra game, using an older game console with a small screen and buttons.  I played pretty well, knocking down one, and then knocking down another, and the two that fell just like that were lying on the back of me on the game screen.  But then four came up in front of them, and I looked again, and the two who were put down just now behind them were also resurrected with full blood.  What are you thinking? This is, 6 hit one, no, run

    So I can press the button vigorously, and the one on the screen can run to the right vigorously, and then the 6 enemies are also chasing after them.  Those little people ran faster and faster on the screen. I saw several edible star clusters appeared on the track above, and they appeared several times. I thought the one above had been upgraded, but I didn¡¯t have any stars on the runway.  , seems to be on the wrong side of this

    The characters on the screen are running so fast on the screen, the speed is almost a few lines.

    When I got back to my senses, I saw the front left from my formless perspective, those on the screen just now had become real people at some point, and were walking in the corridor, in the same world as my perspective.  But it seemed that they were already in a group, and everyone surrounded and guarded me, who was walking forward carefully, and there was a person behind him holding a gun and aiming at the front, always on guard.  I thought, the one who raised the ¡õ¡õ should be the one who ate a lot of stars just now, if I stood in that way, maybe I would have raised the ¡õ¡õ.

    Let¡¯s talk about the current surrounding environment, it¡¯s not bright, it¡¯s gloomy, there is a long corridor, some people pass by, and everyone ignores each other.  The roof of the corridor is not high, and there are many ear chambers on both sides.  The guard with the gun showed a nervous look, and I don't know why.

    Suddenly, my angle of view converged on the me guarded by everyone, and I became me, with a physical form.  Now we have turned right into a very short ear canal. There is a prison with iron bars in front of us, and there is a similar prison on the right. It should be said that there are such prisons everywhere on both sides of the main corridor.

    The prison was dark, but if there was a shadow, it must be something being imprisoned.  I was a little apprehensive, but fortunately I had everyone with me, so it was okay.  A companion handed me four lighted incense sticks, and I bowed four times to the prison.  When bowing for the fourth time and standing up, three of the four incense sticks in his hand broke for no reason, and some broke several pieces in a row, leaving only the one on the far right.  The skin of the hand that had been wiped off by the broken incense fell to the ground. Obviously the sparks from the incense head were rubbed against the hand, but it didn't feel any pain.  It's weird, and weird too.  In a panic, I told my companion that the incense was broken, and my companion comforted me by saying that it was all right, and then handed me a few more.

    Then, after walking for some time, I saw a slightly open place, like the lobby of an old hospital. There were quite a lot of people, each of them was dealing with their own affairs. I don¡¯t know what people were waiting in line for.  There was an old gentleman sitting at the bar counter.  It's called a weird bar because it's not a real bar, but a pile of messy things.  There is a remote control on the old man's side, which controls the wide metal gate on the wall in front of me. The gate opens up and down. It was opened during the period, and I saw it.  The gate is not far from the old gentleman. This room is rectangular, but I only see the width, not the length.  I walked to the end of the corridor and saw the room. Assuming that the end of the corridor is the front door and the door controlled by the old man is the back door, it is estimated that it is at most 20 meters away.

    Instead, I was in a sunny and crowded street stall, surrounded by companions.  I knew that I was coming up, and that it was the underworld just now, but I didn't know what I was going for.

    Turning around again, I came to the rectangular hall again. This time I was accompanied by a tall senior who took good care of me.  We didn't go through the corridor this time, but went directly to this hall.  It felt like I was there all at once, and I didn't know which way the tall senior would take me.

    We walked to the old gentleman, and the old gentleman handed me a string of things, which was a natural string of pots formed by a bunch of dried plants, and there were nearly 10 white round pots hanging from left to right on a thick green vine.  The jar was uncovered, and it was white, something that grew together with the vines, with dry veins intertwined with each other.  I don't know what kind of plant this is, it's amazing.

    The tall senior turned around to deal with other things when the old man handed me the bunch of things. After I took the bunch of containers, I turned and walked to the front left and stopped by several large porcelain jars placed against the wall.  The porcelain jar was an old-fashioned brown glazed one covered with traditional wheat straw pots and pans.  The porcelain vat in front of me is not tightly covered, half of it is open, and there is dark oil in it. These large porcelain vats are full of such oil. On the right side of the pot, there is a row of new large spoons, beige and white  , is also made of pure natural materials.  I went up with my right hand and took the one that was easy to take out on the far side, and prepared to remove the oil in the oil tank.??Into this string of plant jars I got.

    I know in my heart that although it is plant, it will not leak.  But the lack of a lid is a problem. I am worried that it will be spilled, and then I will get oil everywhere.  When I was thinking about it, the tall senior had already finished handling the matter and came to me. Now I feel at ease, the tall senior will solve these matters.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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