"Nightmares are commonly known as ghost beds, but in fact they are just nightmares caused by incorrect sleeping postures, young people should not be too superstitious, believe in science, and then don't worry too much, just go back and drink a glass of milk and have a good night's sleep." Doctor Bai looked at the haggard boy in front of him and said.

"Okay, thank you, doctor." The man walked out of the clinic with a polite expressionless face, "This is the tenth person to say this, but it doesn't help his condition!" ”

The haggard man is called Jiao Wen, just an ordinary Blue Star person, he has been very ordinary since he was a child, but this ordinariness was broken a week ago, and Jiao Wen vaguely remembers that it was not a nightmare that day.

Jiao Wen returned to the rental house from work that day, turned on the TV as usual as background music, and then played with his mobile phone and went directly to bed to sleep, but the story began only after falling asleep.

It was a dark place, Jiao Wen looked at the broken place where there was no light at all, but he kept a sober meaning, "I... Is this a dream? ”

The voice echoed in the empty space, that is, there was no system that came out of Balabala for a long time, and then he started a life of pretending to be a slap in the face, and finally walked to the peak of life, and did not cross into the other world and meet some princess and beauty and so on, and then become the number one in the world, open a big harem or something.

No matter how he tosses in this nightmare, the place he is in has not changed at all, it stands to reason that normal people in this kind of lonely place will be driven crazy for an hour, but Jiao Wen feels very comfortable, as if he is back to his hometown, except for being a little bored, of course.

When he woke up the next day, Jiao Wen just thought that he had a strange dream, but this dream was too clear, and he could still remember it when he woke up, but the problem was that every time he went to sleep, including the lunch break, he would go back there, looking at the dark space in a daze, although he was not afraid, but maybe it was a disease, which is why he went to see doctors everywhere, but so many doctors seemed to be helpless against his illness, no, it should be said that no one believed it.

Jiao Wen came out of the clinic, scratched his head, and decided to put this matter aside, anyway, it didn't have much impact on his life, right, he would be a good man again for eighteen years after he died, and there were more strange people in this world, like eating stones, eating glass, heterosexuality, etc., eh...... It seems that something strange has been mixed in, no matter what, anyway, there are so many weirdos and he doesn't have many of them.

After figuring it out, Jiao Wen honestly went back to sleep, after all, he had to go to work tomorrow, this dream couldn't give him money, the most terrifying thing in this world is that there is no hairy grandfather, and he can wear a padded jacket on dog days when he thinks of it on a hot day, and then look at the numbers in the bank card.

When he returned home, as Jiao Wen expected, after falling asleep, he went to that place again, and he didn't feel any change for so many days, he lay on the ground that he didn't know if it was the ground, thinking crankily in his dreams, and suddenly his mind stepped on a banana peel, slipped a little, and slipped to a strange place.

Then he muttered, "One, two, Freddy is coming for you." In his voice, the space lit up a little.

"Three, four, the doors and windows are closed." It's a little brighter again, and I seem to be able to see a little bit around me.

"Five, six, hold on to the cross." The light is a little more light again, what's ahead? A table?

"Seven, eight, stay up until dawn." The whole space exuded a dim warm light, and Jiao Wen was still lying on the ground, oblivious to the changes around him.

"Nine, ten, never sleep." Suddenly a fireplace appeared next to him, and the flames in the fireplace burned silently, and the light of the fire lit up the whole room.

Why did you suddenly start talking about this, it was because there was something that really couldn't be done by this person who didn't have the slightest heart to explore.

Jiao Wen suddenly came back to his senses, looking at everything around him, surprisingly not afraid, "Why are there so many things all of a sudden..."

Jiao Wen got up from the ground and turned around, this place is not big, it is only the size of a bedroom, well... The larger bedroom has a desk, a torch, and a sofa.

Jiao Wen knocked here and there to see, there seemed to be nothing special, and the book on the table was a little strange, and after turning around several times, he walked over and picked it up, and then sat on the sofa.

The title of the book is "Freddy's Diary", Jiao Wen blinked, Freddy? That artistic guy in Ghost Street? Was it his dream? No, it's not scary at all, and nursery rhymes shouldn't be read by a few little sisters.

After thinking of some messy things in his mind, Jiao Wen opened the book, and if he came to it, he would be safe, anyway, after so many days, if he really wanted to die, he would have died a long time ago.

The first page, Nightmares, is a race that feeds on spiritual power, and it is already an endangered species, the kind that is more endangered than the giant panda, and there is only one left, and I don't know if the number of Nightmares falling to the ground is counted as a whole.

Jiao Wen continued to look down, because of environmental reasons, the number of nightmares has not grown, nonsense, how can one grow, asexual reproduction?

The nightmare of the previous generation was Freddy, he was a nightmare that fed on negative spirits such as fear and despair, and then he died, can you not die fast if you eat negative emotions, depression, schizophrenia, it all came out quickly.

Jiao Wen continued to think about it, and then the font of the entire book disappeared in a flash, and a few huge words came out, "Can you not think about it when you read the book!" ”

Jiao Wen pursed the corners of his lips unremittingly, "Fools know that I should be the last nightmare, thinking that you can still kill me, then the species will be extinct, no, wait..."

Jiao Wen was stunned for a moment, and then panicked, pulling the book in his hand, shouting, "I won't be Freddy!" Don't! I don't want to be a frustrated man! I haven't had a girlfriend yet! I still have to ask for a wife! ”

When Jiao Wen went crazy, the pages suddenly heated up and scalded him, and then the words changed again, "Don't be noisy! Freddy is also ugly in Nightmares, no one wants! ”

"Oh, that's so much better, by the way, what the hell is that buddy? Got a bad stomach? Jiao Wen picked up the book and asked.

The book didn't continue to pay attention to him, the original diary reappeared, Jiao Wen looked down slowly, and then found the cause of Freddy's death, en... Freddy died from a fist, and is recorded to have been killed by a punch?!

Jiao Wen suddenly became interested, and what could he do to kill the nightmare with physical attacks? It is recorded in the diary that Freddy once traveled to another world to develop the offline line, and then found that the people there seemed to be living in fright every day, and his skills seemed to be a little ineffective, in other words, the resistance of the people there was too high, and they were immune to Freddy's mental attack.

And a few people were stimulated by him and perverted, almost beating him in a dream, and then Freddy finally met a person who looked ordinary, and the diary recorded that this person was a bald man, with a dead fish eye, and Freddy didn't feel any energy fluctuations from him, so he built a dream and pulled him in.

Then he was punched by someone, and he was smashed with a dream, oh no, he was smashed with a nightmare and a dream, and then he hung up, and then the inexplicable Jiao Wen became the next nightmare.

Jiao Wen paused for a few seconds, "Hey, broken book, is there a photo of that person, show me." ”

The page of the book took out the photo, on which was a little brother with sparse hair, wearing a cloak behind him, and red fist gloves on his hands, Jiao Wen glanced at it, and then sighed, "Freddy doesn't complain if he dies, anyone dares to provoke, is Saitama the person he can provoke, and I don't know if Freddy has made people take ordinary punches seriously." ”