It's late at night.

The streets are quiet and quiet.

There was a clang, and the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground sounded.

Yang Weihao's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and his face was extremely pale......

"I'm Yang Weihao...... Since his debut, he has eaten countless dreams, and today he actually capsized in this gutter!"

A small residential building, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, the dream of the underworld of marriage, reminded him, as if vividly, the ghost bride holding the dagger was as terrible as the devil.

Fuck your sister's chicken!

"Lao Tzu Yang Weihao, if you eat chicken from today onwards, you will jump down from this building!"

In the dream, he turned into a chicken and had his head chopped off, and the feeling was the same as the real thing.

Which neuropathy ...... I actually have such a hardcore dream!

If you want to eat chicken, you can't eat it openly and honestly?

Gotta fix these moths!

Afraid that someone won't be able to grab it?

He raised his hand and covered his head, which had a headache.

Then, Yang Weihao's eyes shrank suddenly.

His hands trembled and pulled down, and all his black and dense hair fell out.

The atmosphere was a little awkward in an instant.

He is proud of his hair...... How did it fall?!

Yang Weihao's heart shrank, and he crawled to the bathroom and looked at his bare head in the mirror.

In an instant, it was like a bolt from the blue!

"Lao Tzu...... Why did you lose your hair so scared?!"

......

Although I don't know who Yang Weihao is.

Su Fu didn't care, such an enthusiastic and kind-hearted person provided him with 1,000 ml of scare juice, and Su Fu thanked the other party in his heart.

I almost didn't send a pennant to the other party.

This Yang Weihao is really good!

There was no choice to continue the level, even if the shackles of the level had been opened, two floating figures in the distance were waving towards him.

But Su Fu was not in a hurry at all.

He started by pouring a large jar of scare juice, almost the amount of Sprite, about 250 milliliters.

After drinking, the face is wrinkled, and the taste of scare juice ...... It's really not good.

There are various flavors of sourness, bitterness and spiciness.

Hurry up and stuff the marshmallow that you will reward for clearing the Marriage level into your mouth.

His tongue curled, and the blood-colored marshmallow was softly eaten by him.

Flavor...... Looks pretty good.

Zizizi...... Click......

Ate marshmallows.

Su Fu's eyes suddenly froze.

The image in front of me is like a rewinding video camera.

Su Fu found that he actually appeared in the courtyard, and everything in the courtyard was still.

It's like pressing the pause button.

The smile on the paper man's face is still oozing.

The delicate countenance of the unveiled ghost bride was exposed to the air.

Isn't this still a quadrangle?

Where is the so-called double dream?

Su Fu frowned.

He walked to the position where he was facing the bride.

The bride's hand lifted the red hijab, her skin was pale and bloodless, and her big red lips were very bright.

The big eyes look back, and the smile is touching.

Well?

Su Fu was suddenly stunned and blinked.

The still ghost bride rolled her eyes without warning, and looked directly at him.

Su Fu was slightly startled, and his perception seemed to be attracted by the ghost bride's eyes, and he kept falling into the whirlpool.

......

Huh?

Su Fu woke up and found that he had turned into a chicken.

There were big red flowers wrapped around him, and the festive atmosphere around him made him panic.

Still dreaming of a marriage?

Wrong......

Unlike the dream of the dark wedding, there are two living people sitting in the high hall.

The two old men were meticulous and did not smile.

Next to her, the matchmaker was shouting something at the top of her voice.

Su Fu turned into a chicken, turned his head, and found that he was actually tied to a coffin.

What is this operation?

There was a cacophony.

The familiar bride was embraced.

Everything seems to be going according to the steps of the dream of the underworld.

Suddenly!

The bride lifted the red cloth hijab, revealing Su Fu's familiar face, but this face was delicate, blown-out, full of blood, and completely incompatible with paleness.

"I don't want it!"

Tears welled up in the eyes of the bride who lifted the red cloth hijab, and she kept shaking her head, her face was full of horror, she broke free from the people and wanted to run out of the courtyard.

However, he was still arrested.

The matchmaker's shrill voice continued to resound.

The bride was bound hand and foot, her mouth gagged with a big red hijab that had been lifted off, and she was pressed by her subordinates, and she bowed to the two old men in the high hall.

Boom!

Bang bang!

In the back, blood was dripping from the bride's forehead.

The bride was already weeping in horror.

Su Fu was silent, he knew what this double dream was, this was a reproduction of the scene of the underworld marriage, it was like something that had really happened......

The coffin was removed and the bride was stuffed into it.

The four corners of the coffin, nailed under the spikes......

Eventually, the sand is buried.

......

Su Fu woke up.

When he opened his eyes, he was in the bedroom.

The water droplets in the faucet are still dripping......

The curtains in the distance were blown up.

Su Fu got up and poured a glass of cold boiled water, poured it into his mouth, and a cool feeling poured into his chest.

Suddenly.

Su Fu's gaze shrank.

Turning his head to look at the fluttering curtains.

Faintly, he seemed to see a red shadow drifting by.

Red Shadow?

How could there be a red shadow in his room?

Su Fu put down the cup, maybe his brain hadn't recovered from the effects of the double dream.

Multiple dreams are dangerous and can make people fall into them and can't extricate themselves, and the higher the number of dreams, the easier it is for people to fall into them.

Only a dreamer with a strong spiritual perception would dare to challenge multiple dreams.

Get back on your stomach.

An inexplicable chill wafted in, making Su Fu's goosebumps rise.

Su Fu frowned, he was used to nightmares, but he didn't care about this creepy atmosphere.

Exhale.

Suddenly.

A mass of jet-black hair fell from the top of his head.

Covered his face.

Hair?!

Su Fu's heart shrank, and he subconsciously raised his hand and grabbed the hair, pulling it violently.

Bang bang......

A mass of figures smashed into his bed.

The bright red wedding gown was spread out, and the black hair was falling down at all.

"I'll ......"

Even Su Fu, who was used to nightmares, couldn't help but scold.

The jet-black hair parted to the sides, and a pale and bloodless face enlarged in front of his eyes, rapidly approaching.

......

Call!

Su Fu opened his eyes!

This time, I really opened my eyes!

There was a loud knock on the door, oh no, the sound of the door slamming woke him up.

Su Fu wiped his face, dreaming in a dream...... He actually had a dream within a dream, and now he really woke up from the double dream, and the marshmallow was really poisonous.

The green light on the dream was flickering, and the black card in it was quietly inserted inside.

Su Fu was about to get up, but he found a red dream card next to the pillow, the dream card was like a black card, without the slightest line, and it was also weird and inexplicable.

"Where's the extra dream card?"

Su Fu frowned.

However, the knocking on the door became more and more violent, so Su Fu temporarily put down his research on the red dream card.

Get up and come to the door.

...... from the door It was a violent gasp, as if suppressed anger.

"Who?"

Su Fu asked lightly.

"It's me, your neighbor who just moved in......"

Doorway.

Yang Weihao, who was bald, almost breathed fire in his eyes.

The dream of a product of extremely high quality came from Su Fu.

Damn dreams, hurt him to lose his hair!

Don't swallow the dream...... How does he, Yang Weihao, gain a foothold among the Dream Eaters?!

Is he Yang Weihao easy to bully?

Click.

The door opened.

Su Fu frowned and looked at Yang Weihao suspiciously.

"Huh, you...... Don't you sleep without a hair cover?"

Su Fu was puzzled, Yang Weihao's black and bright hair gave him a deep impression during the day.

Look at the bald Yang Weihao at the moment.

Su Fu felt a sense of pity......

The black and shiny ...... It's actually a hair cover.

God's special hair cover!

Yang Weihao almost blew up...... I didn't get over it in one breath.

Boom!

Yang Weihao slapped his palm on the door frame.

Take a deep breath.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he was about to say cruel words to Su Fu.

Suddenly......

His eyes shrunk.

Behind Su Fu...... A red figure floated by.

A pair of mournful, desolate, and melancholy eyes stared at him quietly.