Zeng Wei was depressed as you can imagine, obviously he wanted to help his good friend untie the knot and solve the misunderstanding between him and his girlfriend.

I didn't expect to touch my nose with ashes, and at the end I was locked in the room, and I was really cheap.

He thought, when we have dinner, Qiao Yu will always come to open the door.

Looking out the window, the sun was just right, but I always felt that it was cold and swishing in the room, and a sense of tiredness hit.

Last night's tossing, coupled with today's crazy rush for most of the day, both mental and physical strength have been seriously overdrawn, just now when the butt just touched the bed, I want to sleep well.

At this moment, I had a little last resort, but I couldn't stand the hollowing out of my body and mind, and the bed and pillow were so attractive, so I put my backpack on the bedside table next to me at will, lay down directly with my clothes, pulled on the quilt, and fell asleep at once.

But this sleep he did not sleep soundly, and he always dreamed that he was bumping around like a headless fly in the woods before him, and then he was in this house again...... But it wasn't the same quaint and neat he had seen before, but it was very dilapidated everywhere, full of cobwebs, and a pungent musty smell......

In the beating dream, he felt that he was in the waterhole where the female ghost was bathing in the woods for a while, and then he found himself in the house, and it was very humid everywhere, and when he looked up, he found that the roof was full of big holes, and the cold rain fell directly on him.

It was so cold, he instinctively wrapped the quilt on his body tighter, but he found that no matter how tightly he wrapped it, it was very cold, even colder.

At this time, a faint voice came: "Wake up, wake up, wake up......"

The sound seemed to come from a dream, and it was like someone shouting in his ear from the top of his head, and when he listened closely, he found that it was not it, but from a farther distance.

Zeng Wei felt wet and very uncomfortable, and wanted to wake up.

But he found that the quilt wrapped around his body was like layers of kelp wrapped around his body, which was not only damp and smelly, but also made him unable to move.

The fluttering voice became even more anxious: "Wake up, wake up, Zeng Wei, Zeng Wei ......"

Zeng Wei used all his strength, as if he had broken through the shackles, and finally broke free from the shackles of the nightmare and sat up from the bed suddenly.

When he wiped it, his body was already soaked with cold sweat, and his shirt was sticking to his body, which was very uncomfortable.

He thought he had finally broken free from the weird and uncomfortable nightmare, but he found that in addition to the sweat on his clothes, the quilt he touched on his hands was also the same... It's like being pulled out of a pickle jar... This is not at all the dry and soft I felt when I was sleeping just now.

Zeng Wei subconsciously looked down, only to see that the quilt he was holding in his hand had turned into a rag that had long since lost its original color.

There was a thick layer of dust, cobwebs, and wet bugs burrowing in and out of it, and by the time he looked down, a few more bugs had crawled onto his hands.

He yelled "ahh

He felt like there were bugs crawling all over his body......

"Quick, get out of here...... Let's go......"

The voice that woke him up from his nightmare continued, fluttering, as if it were coming from all directions, and it seemed to be shouting directly in his ear.

Zeng Wei finally calmed down and began to check everywhere: "Who, who is talking?...... Xiao Ke, is that you, Xiao Ke ......."

This is a female voice, although it doesn't sound like Xiao Ke, but there is only one female voice here, of course, he first asked if the other party was Xiao Ke.

As he looked around, he noticed that the sun outside had long since turned into the moon, and it seemed that what he thought was just a short nightmare had actually gone from one o'clock in the afternoon to at least nine o'clock in the evening.

It was only by the moonlight that came through the window that he finally got a good look at the house.

Suddenly, a breath that was even colder than in the dream just now instantly swept through his body.

Mom, this, where is the clean and tidy bedroom I see during the day, it's just ...... It's a half-rotten house.

That's right, it's "rot".

First of all, the roof was crumbling into holes of all sizes, and the moonlight was sprinkled in every corner of the room.

The furniture was rotten and dilapidated.

And the bed he slept on just now was only a crooked bed, and there were two big holes in the bed, and it was a miracle that he slept on it before without being stuck by the big hole.

The wooden floor was also cocked layer by layer, revealing the dark compartment below, and from time to time various insects and ants quickly burrowed into it under his alarm.

Even if he had been in contact with the female ghost twice before, he didn't have the horror at this moment, and he couldn't even scream when he was scared, and then instinctively ran towards the door.

Smack-

His feet slammed into the air, and his feet sank into a hole.

Zeng Wei tried hard to pull it out, but he didn't know if it was a psychological effect or what, he felt like a dry hand was holding his ankle tightly, and he couldn't move.

Zeng Wei felt that what he had experienced in the past two days had destroyed all the materialist ideas he had built up over the past 30 years, and there was not even a scum left.

Actually, it's not that it "feels like", but that there is really a blue-gray dry hand that is tightly tugging at his foot and neck......

At this moment, the voice that woke him up from his nightmare came again: "Quick, you bite the tip of your tongue and spray it with blood......"

Now Zeng Wei didn't care about thinking so much, and subconsciously bit his tongue...... Hey, Emma, it's too painful, but it's a matter of life, even if it hurts, you have to bite down.

There was a salty feeling in his mouth, it must have been bleeding, and regardless of whether the voice was true or not, the blood mixed with saliva sprayed directly at his feet.

Obviously, it was just a mouthful of saliva mixed with his own blood, but at this time, it was like sulfuric acid in Zeng Wei's eyes.

Puffs of green smoke suddenly rose from the place where the bloody spit was splashed, and the cold dragging force on the ankles suddenly loosened.

He hurriedly pulled his foot out, carefully watching the debris and holes under his feet, and walked towards the door.

Zeng Wei saw the situation in the house and thought of when he came in...... He couldn't imagine why he was able to walk in so naturally and unobstructed.

Even if there are those "dirty things" that can confuse themselves to a certain extent, but ...... But these obstacles and holes are real? Could it be that I got around little by little at that time? But I don't have this impression at all.

Oh, by the way, and Qiao Yu.

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