A few minutes later.

At the door of the fuzzy house.

Du Wei held an umbrella and looked up, and the whole house looked very discordant, a bit like a medieval stone brick house with a chimney on it.

But the surface of the house is a deep black.

How strange it looks.

Du Wei stood in the doorway, looking at the black wooden door, and hesitated for a moment.

Now that he has luck and "body", he should not encounter danger when he enters, but what he wants to find is a nun.

If the nun wasn't there, it would make him feel very meaningless.

Can be ...... suddenly.

Behind the door, there was a sound of footsteps.

Da ......

Da ......

Da ......

The footsteps were heavy, and there was a strange sound, like a man dragging something heavy.

Du Wei used to study forensic medicine, and he was able to accurately assess that the owner of the footsteps was a man.

Because in general, men weigh more than women.

Only in this way will the footsteps appear very heavy and can be heard outside the door.

But in the next second, the footsteps suddenly disappeared.

This was followed by the sound of a woman praying.

She whispered behind the door, reciting the words of the Bible.

Hear this.

Du Wei frowned, and in his dream there were only nuns besides him.

But this dream is a hodgepodge, a dream of collective consciousness coming together.

Anything can happen in a dream.

What happens when you open the door?

Nun?

Or is it something else?

If it's the former, it's over.

If it's the latter......

Du Wei thought for a moment, and took out a flintlock pistol from his trench coat with his right hand.

His right hand is now demonized, but still sentient.

Bang......

Kick the door open.

To Du Wei's surprise, as soon as he kicked the door open, the prayer disappeared directly.

There are no "people" in this room at all.

There were no lights on, the floor was a real stone floor, and there was a fireplace on the walls of the house, and the burning wood was red.

But in terms of physical sensation, there is no difference.

It's in a dream, and the temperature doesn't exist.

"Strange...... Why did it disappear? ”

Du Wei said something in his heart, and he stood vigilantly outside the door, watching the scene inside the house.

He noted.

On the stone floor of the house, there were two rows of congealed blood that had been dragged and suddenly disappeared when they spread to the fireplace.

The gaze lingered on the fireplace for a moment.

A few minutes passed.

Nothing out of the ordinary happened.

Du Wei wrinkled and walked into the house.

"In my memory and cognition, there is no such ancient house building, which means that this is someone else's dream, and when I enter this room, I actually enter someone else's dream."

"But now this dream seems to be over......

Inside the house.

Du Wei looked around, this house has two floors, the staircase is the kind of trees that have been cut down, nailed together, said to be a staircase, but in fact there is nothing wrong with using it as a ladder.

Looking up, the ceiling is made entirely of solid wood.

Let's call this the first floor.

On the first floor, Du Wei couldn't find any useful information, so he put away his umbrella, slipped it into the cassette of his backpack, and climbed up.

It's only two meters away.

Du Wei climbed to the second floor without difficulty.

On the walls of the second floor, he saw the heads of some nitrated animals, lions, cheetahs, and wolves.

There was also a dried wolf skin on the ground, but the strange thing was that around the wolf skin, there was a lot of coagulated black-brown blood.

Plus the whole house, it's all in darker tones.

This scene is very depressing to watch.

"It's like Orion's house, but before that, something strange seemed to have happened in this house."

Dewey walked over to the wolf skin and picked it open, and underneath the wolf skin was a wrinkled and rotten hat.

Looking at the remaining traces of the hat, he whispered, "Red? ”

Inexplicable ......

An absurd thought came to Du Wei's mind.

He took a deep breath and walked along the trail of blood on the ground.

Crunch......

wooden floors, overwhelmed.

After a few steps, Du Wei came to a room on the second floor.

It was a very simple room, with a large bed, but the sheets were covered in clotted blood, and even brown hairs were present.

It belongs to the wolf's skin.

At the head of the bed, there is a heavy book that has been opened.

Not a diary......

Du Wei walked to the head of the bed and glanced down.

The books say that Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tale - Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf.

Combined with what I saw before.

Everything has come to fruition.

Someone had a dream about Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf in Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tale.

But the dream doesn't seem like a fairy tale.

Before, Du Wei heard the sound of dragging outside the house, and he could easily imagine that the big bad wolf ate Little Red Riding Hood and died on the second floor.

Someone cut open the belly of the big bad wolf, dragged the corpse of Little Red Riding Hood to the fireplace, and threw it directly.

And that person is most likely from a fairy tale, Grandma Little Red Riding Hood......

And so the nightmare ended.

"Sounds like a dream of a black fairy tale ......"

Du Wei couldn't help but sneer and took out the coin again.

"When I entered this nightmare, it was the end of the dream, and it devoured the dream, so I got nothing."

"But thinking backwards, it is indeed devouring other people's dreams now, but it can't devour mine's dreams, because I don't have dreams at all now, and it's me who is in my dreams."

"My dream has no beginning, and there is no end."

"But this dream is the collective dream of many people, and as long as I enter other people's dreams, I can find it before it devours dreams."

"Good luck only saves me from danger, or even no danger at all, so what I need is bad luck."

"It's better to be unlucky, and the next second I'll be in someone else's nightmare."

As he spoke, Du Wei tossed the coin again.

"I want the opposite!"

It's embarrassing......

This time it's positive.

Without cheating, it is almost impossible to determine heads and tails of a coin.

Du Wei directly took off his mask, stared at the coin with an expressionless face, and tossed it again.

His luck has always been very bad.

Otherwise, you won't be dealing with evil spirits every day.

Really.

As Du Wei wished, this time the coin was the opposite side.

Suddenly, he had an inexplicable strange feeling in his heart, a little frightened, but it was like stepping on a foot in mid-air, because he didn't step on the ground, and lost his sense of security.

In the absence of the black shadow of the cascade, Du Wei can personally feel the strangeness of bad luck.

But he felt it wasn't enough.

So, Du Wei tossed two more coins in a row.

It's all negative......

Rumble......

Outside, a bolt of lightning streaked across the gloomy sky.

Torrential rain poured down.

The whole dream world has become different.

Du Wei's eyes were calm, and he turned his head to look behind him......

Behind him, the door of the house, suddenly turned into a narrow stone passage......

Just enough to fit one person through.

On the other side of the passage is a place that is extremely luxuriously decorated, like a meeting place for the upper class.

There were many men and women in suits and evening dresses, and everyone was singing and dancing.

But not the slightest sound came from the passage.

Du Wei looked at this scene and said in an indifferent tone: "It seems that I have been so unlucky that the nightmare took the initiative to find me, which is really absurd." ”

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