Sighing and sighing, Du Mu will not go to be a gangster to collect protection money.

After squeezing the Xingyuan from the three thugs, he turned around and walked away, returning to the apartment where he lived.

It wasn't until he closed the door, stood in the dim and silent living room, and took several deep breaths in a row, that Du Mu calmed down the emotions stirring in his heart.

The battle with the gangsters completely released the grievances that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time, and it was not until the moment when the three of them were beaten to the ground that he realized that his gloomy life had finally changed.

The existence of the dream brought a glimmer of light to his dim future.

"But it's not enough, you have to get stronger!"

Throwing the shoulder bag on the chair, Du Mu sat down cross-legged and began to practice the Bailuo breathing method.

With the more than 10,000 star yuan 'contributed' by the gangsters, he didn't have to worry about living expenses at least until the martial arts exam, and he could even occasionally buy some medicinal materials to assist in cultivation.

As for the Silver Ring Gang in the mouths of the three gangsters, Du Mu was a little concerned in his heart, but he was not afraid.

As long as he can break through and become a martial apprentice, the small gangs formed by some gangsters are not afraid of him.

......

In the following days, Du Mu continued to go to school and apartment as usual, and all his energy was focused on body refining and swordsmanship cultivation.

After the martial arts class and Shi Yuanliang's discussion, there seemed to be an extra layer of estrangement between Fang Cheng and Sun Yu and him, the three of them were no longer as intimate as before, often Du Mu was alone, while the other two acted together.

However, Du Mu didn't care about this, he was already completely addicted to the improvement of his strength.

On the sixth day after the sparring event, his agility level finally increased, breaking through from F to F+, and the reaction speed and movement speed of the whole person obviously increased to a higher level.

As for strength and physique, although they have increased, they have not yet reached the point of qualitative upgrading.

Not to mention perception and will, so far Du Mu has not figured out how to improve these two attributes, and the Bailuo breathing method does not seem to have any effect on these two attributes.

......

Late at night, asleep.

Entering the strange bedroom again, Du Mu 'woke up' from the bed, subconsciously looked at the portrait of the girl on the wall, stared at the girl's deep eyes, and after about nine seconds, he couldn't help but look away.

"One second more than last week. Du Mu rubbed his brows and muttered to himself.

This has almost become a habit of his, or rather a little game for his own amusement, and every time he enters the dreamland, he has to look at the portrait of the girl as soon as possible, and test how long he can hold on to the gaze of those emerald eyes.

Jumping out of bed, Du Mu stood barefoot on the cold floor, looked at the computer screen as always, and walked around the bedroom again, but found nothing new, and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

He paced to the door, reached out and grabbed the doorknob, trying it as usual, but with a little force, the lock clicked and the door opened.

"Huh?"

"It's on?"

Du Mu was stunned for a few seconds, and then a look of surprise appeared on his face, and he hurriedly opened the door and looked out.

The entrance opens to a spacious living room.

Like the bedroom, everything in the living room is gray and white, still and still, as if the TV picture has been suspended, and its layout and decoration are very elegant and exquisite, Du Mu has only seen it in some real estate advertisements.

In contrast to the delicate decoration, there are cluttered clutter around the living room, clothes, lunch boxes, drinks, and even half-opened snacks, which are placed in various places at random, so that the large living room looks like a garbage dump.

"This is really ......" Du Muke had never seen such a dirty living room.

After a moment's hesitation, he took a step forward and left the room and entered the living room.

The living room is dead silent, with furniture such as sofas, coffee tables and televisions in the center, a kitchen and dining table on the right, and a room with open doors on the left, with a clear view of the mirror and washbasin inside.

In addition, Du Mu also found that there was a second bedroom next to the room he came out of, but it was decorated in a girlish style, with a large bed and wardrobe occupying nearly half of the space, and there were also a lot of large puppets.

"Girl's bedroom......"

Du Mu glanced around, found nothing special, and quickly lost interest, and instead searched around the living room, kitchen, and bathroom, hoping to find something to gain.

After being busy for more than half an hour, Du Mu searched the living room and bathroom, but found nothing, and finally came to the entrance.

In the corner of the entrance, there is a three-tiered shoe cabinet more than one meter high, on which more than a dozen pairs of shoes are neatly placed, both men and women, all of which are gray and white.

"Wait!"

Du Mu's eyes moved, approached the shoe cabinet and took a closer look, and then took out a pair of gray and white sneakers from the second layer, and after looking at them for a long time, he was sure that the color of the sneakers themselves was gray and white, and not 'unusable gray and white' like other items.

"Luckily, the size was just right for me. ”

After trying it, Du Mu found that this pair of sneakers matched him very well, so he happily put them on, ending the embarrassment of being barefoot.

After stepping his feet, Du Mu nodded with satisfaction, and then as if he remembered something, his eyes fell on the doorknob of the door, and his brows frowned slightly.

At the beginning of the dream, the bedroom door was in a state where it could not be opened, and then it suddenly opened for some reason, and he guessed that it might be necessary to meet a certain condition to open the door.

As for what the conditions are, it is unknown.

"Isn't it the same with this gate?"

Du Mu couldn't hold back his curiosity and reached out on the doorknob.

If he wants to explore this dream as soon as possible, he must go outside, and the way to obtain nightmare energy is still a mystery, he has rummaged through the entire interior without a clue, maybe the clue is outside.

Click!

To his surprise, the door opened smoothly, revealing a gap.

Through the gap, you can faintly see the dimly lit staircase outside the door.

“......”

Taking a deep breath, Du Mu cautiously pushed open the door and looked out.

Outside the door was empty, and the gray moonlight spilled onto the floor through the window on the left side of the corridor, as if a layer of gray-white velvet was covered, and the dead silence around it gave people an eerie feeling.

Du Mu paced to the window and looked out.

Outside, there is a wide street, and there is a lot of garbage such as plastic bags, cans, and newspapers, which you can tell if it hasn't been cleaned for a long time.

Opposite the window is a duplex apartment.

After staring at it for a long time, Du Mu retracted his gaze, turned his head to look at the staircase that was pitch black like a devouring giant mouth, couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and slowly walked over with his moving steps.