"It seems that you guessed correctly, this curse is much more complicated than it seems, and the induction of the death line mark has not disappeared, indicating that none of them have been killed by the curse, but have moved elsewhere."

When he was in the entire corridor, only the last person left of him, Fang Liang slowly relaxed his body and walked into the darkness, allowing the extremely unnatural sleepiness to invade his body, and gradually felt a pair of cold hands helping him take off his shoes.

"It's an amazing feeling, the sense of gravity seems to be out of place at this moment."

"If all curses are aimed at killing people, then isn't the murderous foreplay of this curse too long?"

Fang Liang was a little puzzled, in order to save his curse usage quota, he obeyed this strange floating power.

The space in the dream realm was indeed distorted, and it was easy to feel that his movement speed was fast and slow, but Fang Liang knew very well that he was gradually approaching the position of Lu Ming and the others.

This strange process, you really can't open your eyes, otherwise the law of the curse will be triggered, and Fang Liang suspects that the woman in white will immediately turn her face.

Fang Liang breathed steadily, concentrating on sensing everyone's position, and soon he stopped.

The surrounding coldness faded, and his body was placed on the bed, and the soft light sprinkled on his face, prompting Fang Liang to open his eyes tentatively.

"It's the first time I've encountered an incredible curse, even in the virtual game world, where several players can completely overlap in space and without being able to touch each other......"

The room was bright, so Fang Liang turned over and got out of bed to check for anomalies in this area.

The bed is a bunk shelf bed, which is standard in low-cost dormitories where multiple people share a room.

There are a total of 4 double beds in the room, and it looks quite crowded whenever someone stops in the middle.

A man in a white shirt and cheap trousers was standing in the narrow balcony area of the dormitory, holding a mobile phone in his left hand and carrying Fang Liang like a sculpture, standing motionless.

"Is it intelligence, or is it a trap?"

Fang Liang stretched out his left hand with lines drawn and slowly approached the man's back.

The moment he meets the man, the whole world changes and twists again, and turns into a noisy and noisy singing bar.

I saw that this strange man didn't pay any attention to himself, he put back his mobile phone and walked to the sofa, grabbing a bottle of beer from the coffee table, his face full of exhaustion and exhaustion, and just slammed it on the sofa.

Fang Liang immediately noticed the abnormality: this man's face was a bit like a gray mist merchant, and as long as he observed it for a moment, he would find that his face was quietly changing—from a strange man, gradually changing to a strange woman.

The men and women beside him who were singing were blurred by the display of dreams, but they were dressed as business-like and simple as the strange man, but he seemed very unsociable, just sitting in the corner of the sofa and drinking alone.

It wasn't until the phone rang that the strange face that kept changing immediately froze, like a messy rag, and he sat there like this, staring at the vibrating and gliding phone on the coffee table.

Suddenly, a woman's hand reached over, picked up her mobile phone and glanced at it, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile: "Hey, why didn't you answer the phone, it must have been your mother calling you again, right?" ”

The strange-faced man turned his head and poured a big sip of wine very tiredly: "What is there to pick up, it's always those few words all year round, if she knows that I came to the bar KTV after attending the company dinner, don't think about sleeping tonight." ”

The strange man's mobile phone was taken away by another man: "Ouch, how old are you, can you be a man, obviously you have come to work in the field, and you have to be called by your family as a remote control, are you tired of living." ”

The strange-faced man continued to drink: "You don't understand, because this incident didn't happen to you, how can you understand." ”

"If you don't pick it up, I'll pick it up for you."

The male colleague of the strange-faced man volunteered to answer the phone: "Hey, hello Auntie, you're looking for Xu Yanqing, right?" ”

"Ah, that's right, after today's company dinner, several new colleagues from our project team sang ...... at KTV"

Before the male colleague finished speaking, the other end of the mobile phone suddenly came out of a chilling scream, accompanied by the woman's desperate crying, hitting the wall and cursing, the two female colleagues were so frightened that the microphone was thrown out, and the male colleague hurriedly turned off the mobile phone.

"What's wrong with your mother, this—This is too scary!"

"That's right, I knew that your mother had a problem, wouldn't you just set a blocking number for her!"

The strange-faced man smiled dryly: "Shield, it's useless, because it will become my dad calling." ”

"Then block your dad too."

The strange-faced man held up the cold wine bottle and took a big sip: "And then they made a phone call to the company's leaders and made things even bigger?" ”

After a pause, the strange-faced man said, "My mom, like me to tell her stories." ”

"In the story, I am what she imagined to be, my home is what she imagined, and she is what she imagined to be, so every time she calls me, I have to tell her a story, otherwise she will become like that."

In her dream, I am a well-behaved and sensible person, I don't smoke, drink, or swear, go to work on time every day, eat and sleep on time, live a well-organized life, and get along with my colleagues very well. No matter where I go, I am popular with girls, no matter who I meet, I always can't cause trouble, I have to take the initiative to wronged myself and give humility. ”

The strange-faced man took another sip: "In her dream, we live in a clean, hygienic, civilized and courteous big city, live a delicate and perfect cycle life every day, her husband will never face work pressure problems, she can love anyone, and anyone will accept her love, and be grateful for her love, understand her love, and return her love." ”

The strange-faced man shook his head and shook the ice cubes in the wine bottle: "In her dream, she is a happy and happy wife, a successful person in society, and a respected and capable person who mixes into the upper reaches of interpersonal relationships. She does housework every day, has her own life friends and social circle, and even when she meets a mute who can't speak, the mute will smile when she meets her. ”

"Again and again, I have to tell her stories every time, or she won't be able to sleep, and if she can't sleep, then my father won't be able to sleep, and then I'll be unable to sleep, and then I'll have to tell her stories until she points out all the mistakes in the story and tells my story what she believes."

"I can only appear within the scope of her imaginary story, and absolutely not outside the scope of her story, otherwise she will go crazy, bang her head against the wall, and pose as an adult who is over half a hundred years old is going to commit suicide."

The strange-faced man clenched the beer bottle: "I know she loves me, just like you know she loves me." ”

"But why? Why would I suddenly want to kill her one day? ”

"I beg her not to love me, she will never listen, but she will feel that love is not superfluous enough, that her love is not warm enough."

"Her love terrified me until I couldn't bear it anymore and really picked up the murder weapon and walked towards her one day."

"At that time she cried again, she was so sad, as if the whole world owed her, I saw her crying in pain, my heart was twisted and satisfied, there was nothing in the world that made me happier than the way she cried, and I was suddenly reluctant to kill her."

"I was terrified of her love, and my fear gradually turned to hatred, and when I saw her crying, I felt that I shouldn't kill her."

"She was happy with my fears because she would tell me that home was a haven of warmth and that home was the ideal haven of gentleness."

"She hated me deeply and betrayed, she hated me for not cherishing the love of my family, lamenting my hard work, and then she would laugh and say that it was just a nightmare, she would forgive me without limits, and then love me again."

"The doctor told me that mental illness is not contagious, and that the love of family members is the best cure for mental illness. I have to do whatever it takes, do everything I can to tolerate her, to care for her, until she wakes up from that never-ending dream. ”

"I cooperated with her performance and turned a blind eye to her madness and cowardice."

"She has gone even further, including strangers in her stories, hoping that everyone will obey her imagination."

“…… If what the doctor said was true, mental illness is not contagious, why did I get that strange disease? ”