"Oh, are you willing to work with me?" Gao Shan Ling coldly curled the corners of his mouth when he heard this. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hmm. Ming Chuan drooped his eyelids and nodded.

originally thought that the other party would take this opportunity to shirk and taunt him a few words, but he didn't expect Gao Shanling to just snort coldly and didn't speak.

Is this a promise?

Scratching his hair a little weakly, Mingchuan found that in addition to being a little cold and arrogant and a little cautious, this mountain girl is actually quite good in nature, and she is also very happy when she encounters trouble.

And no matter what she said, she saved him twice, and he wrote down this kindness.

Looking out the window, it was almost dawn, and Ming Chuan said to the two ladies: "Everyone is tired today, you can rest here with me, and go back when it is dawn." ”

This is completely out of good intentions, and I didn't think about whether it would be misleading for him to leave two single women overnight as a single man.

But fortunately, the two sisters are not people who care about such trivial things. Zhai Feifei is used to working with a group of rough old men, and she has long regarded herself as a half-man. As for Gao Shanling, no man has dared to be presumptuous in front of her since she grew so big, so she didn't associate it in a crooked direction.

Ming Chuan gave up the bedroom to the two sisters very gracefully, and he lay down on the sofa in the living room.

It was also too tired today, even if the length of the sofa was a little short and the width was not wide enough, he still fell asleep with his body crooked.

In a daze, he heard someone calling his name, fluttering, sometimes far and sometimes near. Ming Chuan reluctantly opened his eyelids, which were as heavy as if they had been filled with lead.

The surrounding light is somewhat unusual.

Reached out and touched the lamp next to the sofa, and pulled the switch hard, but the light did not spread out as normal after the lamp was turned on, but only concentrated around the lamp.

Only then did Ming Chuan notice that the entire living room was filled with a thick black fog.

This scene reminded him of the previous river, and this was what it looked like when there was a black mist condensed by ghostly energy floating on the river.

Because of the black fog, the room is darker than before, and neither the table lamp nor the moonlight outside the window can penetrate the black fog and bring light to the room.

Could it be that the goblin in the river is following them?

Ming Chuan stood up from the sofa and shouted "Yinglan", but he didn't hear his own voice.

Immediately, he found that the living room was very quiet, and even the "ticking" sound of the wall clock disappeared without a trace.

It seems that these black fogs not only absorb light, but even sound.

Frowning, he put his hand in his pocket and tried to take out the net bell, but he felt empty. Not only the net bell, but even the stack of rune paper was gone. His pockets were empty.

What's going on?

Concentrated, half-squinting and looking around.

The black mist flowed slowly around him, enveloping him, and even if he looked down, he could only see his chest, and then down there was a hazy darkness.

"Lord Mingchuan, Lord Mingchuan......" The voice of grumbling wafted around, sometimes far and sometimes near, sounding like crying and reciting a mantra.

Hearing such a poignant sound in such a midnight environment would make you feel nothing but frightening and your scalp tingling.

If it were someone else, I'm afraid I would have been scared away at this time. But Ming Chuan quickly calmed down. As always, the more critical the situation, the clearer and calmer his mind became, the calmer and calmer he became.

This situation is very strange, not to mention Ying Lan's second goods, there is still a Gao Shanling sleeping in his bedroom. Although he wasn't very familiar with that sister paper, he could also be sure that Gao Shan sister paper was not a person who was so dull that she was surrounded by ghost fog and didn't feel anything, plus there was a red by her side.

None of the three guys noticed anything unusual in the living room, which is very unlikely.

That is, in front of them, this anomaly does not actually exist at all.

Thinking of this, Ming Chuan smiled.

He probably understood what was going on now.

He reached into his pocket and dug into his pocket, feeling for a cigarette and a lighter from his empty pocket.

He took out a cigarette and lit it in his mouth, and took a deep breath. The slightly bitter smell of smoke didn't waft into his throat as it used to.

I can't feel anything in my mouth.

"Cut, is that really the case?" Mingchuan muttered unhappily, even if he couldn't hear his own voice, he would feel a little more refreshed after saying it, and then pinched the lit cigarette in his hand and held it casually, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it on the ground.

Not even the pain of being burned by Mars, Ming Chuan was even more sure of his guess.

The sounds around are still wafting.

Ming Chuan sighed and said to those voices, "Hey, stop shouting, come out." ”

He knew that although he couldn't hear his own voice, the other party would definitely hear it.

"It's boring to run into other people's dreams and pretend to be ghosts. Ming Chuan continued.

That's right, this is his dream, not the real world.

And now this situation is the so-called ghost dream.

Although it is very mysterious, in fact, this is the only way for ghosts with little physical and energy to come into contact with ordinary people.

The anger of a living person affects ghosts, making ghosts reluctant to get too close. In addition, ordinary people can't see ghosts, so if you want to have contact with the living people in the world, you can only sneak close to each other's side when the ghost is strongest in the middle of the night and the other party is the weakest when the other party is asleep.

People who are half-asleep will think that seeing ghosts and hearing them speak is a dream. This gave rise to the term "dream".

However, this method will have a certain impact on the living in this world. People who are "dreaming" are too close to ghosts, eroded by ghosts, and feel weak and uncomfortable in a short period of time, and some will be directly reflected in fortune, and they frequently encounter unlucky things in those days.

However, for Mingchuan, there is no need to worry about these effects at all.

Speaking of which, in addition to the previous impermanence, this is the first time that a ghost has "dreamed" of him. Generally speaking, when a ghost finds out that he can see them, he will directly state his intentions and will not do such troublesome things.

It seems that the situation is a little different.

After Ming Chuan finished saying those words, the black mist in the living room flowed rapidly, gathered in front of him, and finally turned into the silhouette of a woman.

After the silhouette was formed, the pair stopped changing, making it look like a woman.

Thinking of Ying Lan's appearance as a woman, Ming Chuan unconsciously shivered, and felt a chill all over his body, and quickly shook his head to shake this thought out of his mind.

The "woman" condensed by the black mist fell lightly in front of Ming Chuan, opened her mouth, and said in a voice that sounded like she was crying, "Lord Ming Chuan, please help us." ”