Yang Dong, are you okay? Wen Jing got up from the bed and looked down at the shadow thoughtfully.

At this time, I heard a message ringing on my phone, which was a WeChat message from Wenjing. I clicked on it and saw that it was a "Pure Heart Mantra"?

"Say it a few more times, you're too heavily affected by the shadow now."

“…… It's a sutra, right? ”

"Whatever it takes, it's useful. There are also Taoist "Pure Heart Formula" and "Meditation Method", I am looking for it. Wen Jing muttered.

I was anxious, but I finally understood that it was a shadow problem.

The two of us don't usually have this kind of heart-to-heart reaction, that is, we can feel the emotions of the shadow when we are in danger.

Could it be Bai Liang's painting?

I was so anxious that I couldn't get into a spell. The Buddhist scriptures twisted my mouth again, and after stumbling, my voice became louder and louder, but I did not calm down at all, but my anger became more and more vigorous. Roar out with vent.

Seeing me turning around in the small aisle in the room, Wen Jing frowned, pinched the trick with one hand, and recited a mantra with me in his mouth.

His voice was low, humming, and constantly swirling in my ears and eyes.

I listened more irritably, and after a slight pause, his voice almost got into my head. It was as if countless small files were slicing across the glass, making an unbearable sound.

I had to chant the mantra again to resist the disturbing sound.

I recited the heart mantra twice, as well as this and that recipe sent by Wen Jing, and my forehead was densely covered with sweat. After reading the last sentence, I put down my phone, and my whole body was soaked in sweat.

Wen Jing stood across the bed, "How is it, calm down, right?" ”

I nodded.

At this time, I can still feel all kinds of negative energy transmitted by the shadows, but I can control myself to think calmly.

Wen Jing Zhengse said: "Although the shadow no longer occupies your body, I still underestimate its influence ability. When you go back, you chant more, and I'll teach you some techniques to help you control your emotions. ”

I also know that it is amazing.

"What was the dream just now? I feel like it has something to do with the house. ”

The thought of that dream makes me feel bad.

Wen Jing said: "It's not this house, it's the painting." After saying that, he said let's rest.

I was stunned, did you say anything? Go to bed?

Wen Jing pointed to the next door and said that the other party would not come out easily. Wait a little longer.

I can't figure out what medicine he's selling.

Probably because of the injury, I have slept longer than usual these days, and my eyelids are a little heavy after relaxing.

Thinking that there was Wenjing anyway, there should be no big problem, so I lay down and closed my eyes.

This time, as soon as I fell asleep, I felt it.

It was weird, but I knew I was in a dream.

I opened my eyes and found that I was still in the master bedroom, and everything in front of me was a little distorted.

Bai Liang stood in front of me and smiled slightly.

I said, "What story do you have to tell me?" ”

Bai Liang stared at me silently, "This time I want to tell a story about a painter." ”

"There was once a painter who was very talented and very prestigious in their area. He is best at drawing people, especially "Zhong Kui Ghost Hunting". Every Chinese New Year, his painting of "Zhong Kui Catching Ghosts" will be robbed. ”

But one day, an old lady who bought his painting tore it up in front of him. Zhong Kui, who said that he couldn't catch ghosts, how could he be called Zhong Kui? ”

This incident became a disgrace for the painter, who seemed to be crazy and wanted to learn how to draw Zhong Kui, a ghost-hunting man. Finally he finished it. ”

After the story is told, there is still a lot of information hidden.

At this time, I had the experience of the first two dreams, and I was not particularly scared at this time.

It's just a nightmare. He can't do anything to me.

I sat up from the bed and found a comfortable position to lean ontowards.

"You said that the "Zhong Kui Ghost Hunting Picture" he completed, can he really catch ghosts?"

"Yes." Bai nodded and smiled deeply. "All the ghosts and ghosts can't escape his eyes."

As he spoke, he looked down at the shadow of my feet.

The shadow hugged my calf.

It's a dream, but it's a bit weird.

I turned my head to look at Wen Jing, who was asleep with his head up.

I glanced at Bai Liang again, "Can the "Zhong Kui Ghost Hunting Picture" in your hand catch ghosts?" ”

I heard Bai Liang snort and laugh. The smile still didn't reach the eyes, and it looked distorted.

"Catch it once, and you won't know."

After saying that, he suddenly changed, and his body swelled up like a balloon.

was originally a thin young man of 1.7 meters, but suddenly turned into a sturdy giant.

With a black face and beard, a leopard's head and ringed eyes, and a red robe, isn't it Zhong Kui in that painting?

As he spoke, Pu Fan's big hand grabbed at the shadow.

In my heart, I hope that the shadow will be captured by him, otherwise it will keep haunting me, and I am really scared.

I just don't know if I'll be okay if he hurts the shadow.

Unexpectedly, his hand grabbed Shadow's wrist, and my wrist immediately screamed as if it had been burned by a soldering iron.

The shadow came out of his grasp, and the pain in my wrist finally stopped.

But I didn't wake up?

I was stunned for a moment, biting my lip, the pain was stark, it didn't seem like I was in a dream.

But when I went to look at my phone, the time on my phone stood still.

Sweat rolled down and I jumped up on the bed with my ass and pee.

It's in a dream, yes.

But everything in the dream is so clear. I wonder if something happens to me in my dream, will I wake up or die?

It's not Inception, I suspect it will be.

I screamed at Wen Jing, but he didn't move.

Zhong Kui in front of me rushed towards me, I wanted to struggle, but suddenly I couldn't move.

A cold breath poured over my body, and I felt like I was frozen.

Soon, Zhong Kui pinched the neck of the shadow, and I seemed to be choked by the throat, almost strangled to death.

At this moment, Wen Jing jumped up from the bed, picked up the wooden sword and smashed it towards Zhong Kui.

Zhong Kui was smashed on the back by a wooden sword, like a deflated leather ball, turned into a man, and then turned into a white and bright appearance, and ran away from the door.

I collapsed on the bed, coughing incessantly.

The shadow shook even more.

I'm going to laugh angrily, why don't you dare to do it this time when you usually look very majestic?

There was no one in the living room, so Wen Jing went straight to the guest room and broke in. I also followed and saw Bai Liang standing on the balcony, not moving.

Hearing the movement, he convulsed like a madman and fell directly to the ground.

What's going on?

Wenjing and I were both a little stunned. After passing, Wen Jing looked at him and helped him up.

"What's the situation, is he human?"

"The living." Wen Jing said and pinched Bai Liang behind him.

directly woke up Bai Liang.

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