Chapter 358: Ghost Story
When Qiu Xuan opened her eyes, she looked at the familiar cracked ceiling above her head, and for a moment she was almost unsure whether she had entered another realistic and mysterious dream or had just been left in reality.
She silently touched the soft floor underneath, and when she looked back, everyone but herself was asleep.
The darkness outside the bungalow seemed to have no end in sight, and she saw Jorgi, who was sleeping under the window at the outermost, snoring, and then Qiu Xuan was sure that she was in reality.
But I was asleep.
She sat up, her eyes closed as if she had a headache. Now it feels a bit like taking a nap and waking up in the afternoon near the evening, often with a sense of marginal disgust that is out of step with the world, and no matter how much you think about it, you can never remember the content of the dream, and can only glimpse a little shadow of the dream from the sporadic throbbing emotions.
No, there is no such thing as a "dream".
Qiu Xuan opened her eyes, and the bottom of her eyes was completely clear.
Tonight, she just didn't fall asleep, she just slept straight to the present, it seems incredible, but this is the reality.
What time is it?
They don't have a clear measure of time at their disposal, and the only criterion for judging is "after the sun sets" or "the sun rises". Now all you can see outside the window is the night, and only the executioner and the students are still asleep.
Qiu Xuan got up from the quilt, bypassed Jorgi, who was sleeping on the outermost side, and stood at the window looking out.
There is only night, endlessly. And I don't know if it's her psychological effect, she always feels that staring at the night of Jinlin Village like this, and the dense eyes around the village are also staring at her.
ββ¦β¦ What happened? β
In the middle of the night, Ji An also woke up slowly, sat on the floor and was stunned for a while, and then looked at Qiu Xuan who was standing at the window. Qiu Xuan probably knew when she caught a glimpse of the look on his face, "Didn't you sleep tonight?" β
"How do you know?" Ji An looked equally dazed, "I was ready to face that woman on the last night, but now...... What's going on? β
"I don't know, I didn't dream either."
The two people who woke up first looked at each other for a long time, checked the details of the current dream, and as they were talking, Ji Anguan's whole body suddenly stiffened for a second, and his face turned pale.
Qiu Xuan: "What's wrong?" β
"You...... Look there. β
Qiu Xuan followed his line of sight, and saw that in the center of the floor bunk, one of the female executioners was lying on her side, and an eye with a large area of whites stretched out, turned in the eye socket, and then bent up and down and began to look at her and smile.
"This thing...... Can I enter the house? β
Qiu Xuan lowered her voice, sounding a little tight. "I thought the villagers stayed in the house every night because 'they' couldn't get in."
"It's the first time I've ever known." Ji An's voice also trembled slightly, "But think about it carefully, how did those corpses die a few nights ago?" We originally thought that it was because the death in the dream would be brought directly to reality, but now it seems that ...... It's 'they' who come into our house every day and kill people in front of everyone. β
As he spoke, he swallowed his saliva, suddenly remembered something, and said, "That's not right, is it just the two of us who haven't dreamed?" If everyone isn't dreaming, why is she being targeted? β
Qiu Xuan: "This person didn't sleep last night. β
Ji An understood, and then his expression seemed to be in a trance for a moment, and then returned to normal.
Last night, because everyone knew that it was the penultimate day, whether it was to reduce the risk of the day or to copy the homework of the executioner who had already cleared the customs, some people did not choose to sleep.
There was nothing in the first place, but no one expected that on the last day of tonight, they would not be able to enter the dream realm.
Qiu Xuan pursed her lips and watched as the sleeping executioner who didn't even need a few breaths was stripped of his entire human skin. In an instant, the pungent and thick bloody breath spread throughout the room, and Misha was the first among those who were still asleep to wake up.
Before he could react, smirking eyes appeared behind the next executioner, only this time this man was a little unlucky, he had been awakened and watched his skin fall off.
An unimaginable scream resounded through the room, waking everyone else up. The crowd was shocked, and after a series of panicked and noisy confusion, people left the bloody place and gathered around, and after reacting, they were more shocked by the tragic death of their companions than they could not enter the dream tonight.
"Have you fallen asleep? What happened? β
"I don't, I can't get in!"
"What the hell is going on?"
After discussing a few words and checking the details with his peers a few times, suddenly Joelji suddenly raised his head and stared at Qiu Xuan and Ji An by the window, and said sharply: "Are you all doing this?" β
"What are you talking about, you!" Ji An said angrily, "We haven't dreamed about it either, it's the last day, we're full, we have nothing to do, what are we doing with this kind of thing!" β
"You were standing there when we woke up!" "Who knows what you did to get those eyes into the house, and then tell everyone not to dream!" I see, one of you is a rebel and the other is a comrade! β
Ji'an looked like she was about to rush up and fight him.
"There are no rebels in this trial." Qiu Xuan stood by the window and lowered her eyelashes and looked at Jorgie, while Misha, who was sitting on the floor next to her, raised an eyebrow at her. "I'm sure. And tonight we just happened to wake up a little earlier, and there is no deliberate framing as you said. β
Jorgie sneered, looking like he wanted to say something, but when he saw Qiu Xuan's face with a reasonable look, the knife was already in his hand. He was silent for a few moments, and after estimating the probability of doing it now, he still froze.
So the crowd calmed down, didn't pay attention to the two corpses that were in a tragic state for the time being, and sat around to discuss countermeasures.
"I don't think it's possible to do this for no reason, if we don't sleep anymore, could it be that we go to bed too early and it's not time to fall asleep?"
Shen Jingxue snorted, "Now that it's been determined that those things can enter the house, you really have a big heart enough to sleep again?" β
"IβCan we change places?" At this moment, a student spoke tremblingly, and for a moment the eyes of the members of the "archaeological team" of the social profession who did not look easy to mess with were focused on him, and the expression on his face looked almost suffocating. "It's, that's what I think, we feel, sleep in this kind of ...... Something bad will happen next to something? β
Giorgie let out a loud cold snort, "If there's something bad, it's already the turn of the time to come." Now that the shape of the corpse is gone, you tell me 'something bad will happen', what could be worse? β
The students cowered into quails and did not dare to speak, and one of the girls shivered and forced herself to look away from the blood-soaked area of the bed.
Qiu Xuan narrowed her eyes.
Usually she doesn't think so, but now, under a certain ambient lighting, she actually thinks that the girl who is huddled up at a few angles looks a little familiar.
She remembered the people she had met in this proving ground several times, but she never remembered who she looked like, so she stretched her elbow back and struck Misha's arm.
"Have you ever seen a villager who looks like that man?"
Looking at where she was pointing, Misha paused, as if she was trying to make it. "Like whom? No, isn't this just a public face, I don't remember such a person. β
"I'm worried about whether there's going to be 'something' mixed in with the team." Qiu Xuan sighed, "Previously, because of the existence of the rebels, we have always focused on the ranks of the executioners, but now it seems that we have ignored these students who usually have no sense of existence. But it is precisely because of this that the chance of 'one more person' in the student group has increased. You know this kind of testing ground that involves ghost killing. β
"Makes sense, I'm staring at her." Misha tilted her head slightly, "On the last day, there can't be anything wrong, if it really can't be done by then, I'll do it directly." β
"Okay."
β¦β¦
Over the next few hours, the unbelieving executioner made several attempts to re-enter his dream, but all of them failed. Even if Qiu Xuan used the ability of nightmares to forcibly send people into dreams, he couldn't go back to the previous "progress bar".
People had no choice but to gather around and wait for dawn. And somehow, the sky outside was dark and gloomy, and even gave people the illusion that the sun would never rise.
ββ¦β¦ How could it be that long? Ji An said, "Even if the sun comes out a little later today than yesterday, but now the time should be almost up, how can I feel that the sky has not changed at all." β
Indeed, not to mention the faint glow of the stars in the sky at dawn, it was now pitch black outside the window, and the ink was as dark as the endless heaviness of midnight.
Just doing nothing like this, staring at the night executioners outside was also a little unbearable, and now Ye Qing leaned on the side and fell down little by little and dozed off, Qiu Xuan's own eyes were half-squinted and closed, and he couldn't stand it for a while.
I wasn't allowed to sleep at night, but now I'm sleepy.
Half-asleep and half-awake, she suddenly heard a trembling voice, a little cautious, as if she was afraid that it would make people unhappy. "Well, or we ...... Let's tell ghost stories. β
Qiu Xuan: "......"
Qiu Xuan: I really didn't expect that.
She opened her eyes and looked at the girl who looked a little hesitant when she walked up to them. The girl swallowed, glanced back at her companion, and plucked up her courage to say, "Anyway, we're going to leave the village at dawn, aren't we?" If you go to bed now, if you can't wake up in an instant, something will happen, so let's just tell some scary stories to refresh yourself...... Think of it as relaxing...... bar. β
The expressions on the faces of the other executioners were probably the same as Qiu Xuan's.
What kind of big night outing has they already passed now, and a group of young people get together to pursue excitement and tell ghost stories, which has nothing to do with age, mainly because of the kind of days they are living now, which one is not more exciting than the horror story? Tell ghost stories, who tells ghost stories now?
"Children, I don't have time to play with you now, let's talk about it myself, ah." Ji An's tone was quite good, at least compared to the sneer that was about to soar into the sky next door from Jorgie.
"No, no, we just, we're afraid that you're going to ...... in this state."
"Tell me, I happen to be bored too." For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Shen Jingxue, who suddenly spoke, and seeing that everyone was looking at herself, Shen Jingxue didn't care about smiling and didn't care much, she moved a small stool and sat with the students. "It's okay now anyway, isn't it, it's better to sit and wait and tell a story, it's good, it's good."
Compared with several other villains, Shen Jingxue's overall image was originally a good scenery in the hearts of the students, but now seeing him sitting down, except for a boy with a stinky face, everyone else welcomed him.
"What are you doing?" Jorgie muttered a few words in disbelief, then rolled his eyes and sat down to make a clear break with them.
Misha had been staring at the girl among the students who looked cowering, and when she heard this, she glanced at Qiu Xuan, who nodded, and lifted Ye Qing and Qin Jiuyuan one by one. "Let's talk, let's join in."
Ji An hesitated for a few seconds, but finally leaned over.
"That'...... Let me start with one. Seeing that the person was almost over, a boy coughed lightly and cleared his throat and said.
"A man bought a brand new washing machine with a style he liked very much......"
Misha: "What's a washing machine?" β
Boy: "......"
"Uh, that's it, the laundry machine?"
Qiu Xuan: An old master of word splitting.
"Oh, excuse me, you go on." Misha smiled embarrassedly, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the uncomfortable movements of the girl sitting opposite, and her eyes sank silently.
"But every time a man does his laundry, the washing machine makes a foul noise, every time. So the man was a little angry because he bought a brand new washing machine, and he thought that the owner who bought the goods had lied to him. But the boss said that this was a normal phenomenon, and finally one time he couldn't help it, and when he was halfway through the wash, he suddenly stopped the switch, and turned it on to take the clothes out to find the boss to theorize. β
The man picked up a piece of clothing, which was crumpled and washed, and looked closely at the scraps on it. He was even more angry, emptying out the clothes one by one, but at the moment when he finally picked up the last piece of clothing, he saw a pair of eyes at the bottom of the washing machine......"
n.