Following.

Early in the morning, when it was just before dawn, there was a noisy sound downstairs of the inn, the sound of footsteps, kicking the door, and the sound of many people buzzing and talking, which made Zhao Si open the door angrily and walked down.

After a while, Zhao Si pushed the door again and walked in.

In the wing room, Zhao Ting was already dressed and sitting in front of the bronze mirror in the room.

Seeing that Zhao had different colors on his face, Zhao Ting smiled and asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Si shook his head and said, "No, the villain just went to see what was going on down there, why was it so noisy." ”

"Oh, why?" Zhao Ting raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Master, do you remember the little second who took us upstairs last night?" Zhao Si frowned and said softly, "He's dead!"

"It was before dawn that the man from the bookkeeper went to call him to work, and then he found him dead in his bed. Dead, huh...... It's weird, his pupils are dilated, his face is as pale as snow, and there is a serene smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he knew that he was going to die. ”

"The arresters of the Yamen of Nanzhan County are investigating downstairs at this time, oh yes, we want to characterize this case as a "suicide"!"

"Suicide? Zhao Ting laughed at himself and said, "I thought that Xiao Er was a little strange last night, but I didn't see anything for a while, so it was inconvenient to say more." ”

"But I didn't expect that the thing that entwined him would start so quickly, alas, it's a pity, a human life!"

"Let's go down there and have a look. ”

"Yes. ”

When the master and servant walked down the stairs to the next floor, the hall on the first floor was already full of people watching the excitement, and there were two people with knives at the door of the inn wearing the official uniforms of the Wu Dynasty.

Both of them had tense faces and serious expressions, like two doorposts, without saying a word.

After a short time, two other catchers hurriedly walked out carrying a wooden plank, the corpse on the wooden board was covered with a white cloth, and it was not clear to see the appearance, only the muscles at the ankles of the corpse had contracted and tightened, becoming stiff and stiff.

Well, the corpse has already appeared "zombie", and it is clear that it has been dead for several hours.

Zhao Ting thought secretly in his heart, and a faint thought power poured out of his mind, instantly covering the corpse.

"Buzz"!

As soon as his mind touched the corpse's head, there was a sudden roar in his mind, as if someone had smashed him on the temple with a giant hammer.

Then, everything in front of him disappeared in an instant, without a trace.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had been shrouded in a dark space.

The darkness is mysterious, deep, endless, like a nightmare that you can't wake up from, and it makes people despair.

Even though Zhao Ting had spread all his mental power, he still couldn't find an exit from this dark space.

"It's ...... Mental power! A level higher than what I have mastered!"

After realizing this, Zhao Ting forced himself to calm down, and then slowly walked around this dark space and investigated.

He was looking for a weak spot in this dark space constructed by the power of the mind.

......

It seemed that after a long period of time, Zhao Ting finally sat on the ground tired.

He used all the methods that could be used.

Using the "Demon Domain" supernatural power to change the heavens and the earth, and forcibly split this dark space with a knife, well, it is not feasible! This dark space is far stronger than he imagined, and it is not something he can break with violence at this time.

Use the "Secret Attack" divine power to escape into the void and escape from this dark space from the void, well, it still doesn't work, even if he comes out of the void, Zhao Ting finds that he is still in the scope of this dark space.

Even now, he didn't know how his consciousness was absorbed into this dark space!

There is no way out! There is no room for resistance!

At this moment, a soft voice suddenly sounded in Zhao Ting's ears.

"Master, you...... How...... What...... Done?"

The sound was intermittent, as if it came from the sky, hazy and inaudible.

However, Zhao Ting still vaguely heard it, this was Zhao Si's voice, and Zhao Si was calling him.

"Si'er, where are you?" Zhao Ting shouted loudly, his voice gradually spreading out in the dark space, and he couldn't hear a single echo for a long time.

"Master...... You...... Not...... Affair...... You...... Don't scare the villain. ”

Zhao Si's voice gradually became clearer.

At the same time, this seemingly indestructible dark space actually fell apart little by little, and in the blink of an eye, it was shattered into countless blood-colored fragments, which was very demonic.

Then, Zhao Ting only felt that his consciousness seemed to return to his body all of a sudden, like a dream!

He endured the sharp pain in his head and slowly opened his eyes.

I saw that his body had fallen to the ground at some point, and Zhao Si was holding his upper body with one hand, looking at him with worry in his eyes.

Not only Zhao Si, but the rest of the onlookers in the hall on the first floor also cast curious and contemplative glances one by one at this time, looking at Zhao Ting.

"Ahem...... I'm fine," Zhao Ting pulled out a smile with difficulty, "Help me up." ”

Zhao Sichang breathed a sigh of relief and helped Zhao Ting to stand up.

"Go back to your room. ”

Zhao Ting was still apprehensive about what had just happened to the other party, and he didn't want to stay here for a moment.

He turned around and leaned on Zhao Si, and the two walked briskly back to the wing room on the third floor.

After returning to his room, Zhao Ting's face had become extremely ugly, he sat on the edge of the bed, and ordered Zhao Si in a heavy tone, "Take out that copy of "Strange Demons". ”

Zhao Si saw that his expression was wrong, so he didn't dare to ask more, and was busy rummaging in the package.

"Master, give!"

Zhao Ting took this book of "Strange Demons" from his hand and quickly flipped through it.

It didn't take long for his gaze to stay on a line of small black letters in the book.

"Nightmares, formless and formless, good at dreaming and killing, often in the dark at night, causing people to be frightened, to devour the spirit and eat the soul. The appearance of the deceased is often the same, and the cause of death is difficult to identify. ”

Seeing the description of this "dream ghost" in the book, Zhao Ting couldn't help but feel a chill on his back.

Because he suddenly remembered that when he was chatting with his younger brother Zhao Tai, Zhao Tai mentioned to him a kind of horror "unknown".

Zhao Tai called it, "Nightmare"!

The "Nightmare" has the same talent and strange powers as the "Nightmare" described in the book, but one difference is that Zhao Tai's expression is extremely serious when he tells him about the ominous "Nightmare". It's not like this "Strange Demons", which is so understated, and it is hastily brushed over.

He still remembered what Zhao Tai warned him at the time: "Nightmare is a rare inheritance race in the "unknown", born as a fourth-order "unknown", formless and incorporeal, and likes to devour spirits and eats, which can be called the great terror among the "unknown". It usually exists in the void space, and often hides people in his dreams at night. ”

The most critical sentence is "If you are not a spirit clan in the Divine Realm, you will die if you encounter it!"