Yan Junze lifted the quilt and stood up, he didn't take off his shoes to sleep, just so that he could respond quickly in case of emergency.

When I came to the window, I poked my head out of the open one and looked around.

It was quiet outside, and nothing unusual was visible in the dim light.

However, Yan Junze seemed to remember that when Xiang'er jumped in from the window, she closed the window with her backhand, otherwise it would definitely be cold when she slept in this room.

"Did something happen, Xiang'er opened the window and jumped out of here?" Yan Junze secretly speculated, "Could it be that Huang Chen and the three-star spirit slayer named Li Yue came in?" ”

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt that this was possible.

He didn't close the window, but thought that Xiang'er would definitely come back later, turned around and came to the door of the private room, opened the door and walked out.

Looking at the time on the phone, it was already a quarter past two in the morning, Huang Chen and Li Yue should not have disobeyed the rules, and went up to the second floor without their consent, causing Xiang'er to jump out of the window and escape.

Fortunately, she didn't have an accident in her dream, otherwise Xiang'er wouldn't have been able to save herself at all.

Thinking of this, Yan Junze reached into his pocket and touched the bubble nails that had been placed in his pocket in advance.

This touch was empty, he was slightly stunned, and touched several other pockets, and the two bubble nails that were placed in the left jacket pocket just now, none of them were touched.

Because the pockets of his jacket are relatively loose, and when he was sleeping, Yan Junze deliberately opened the pocket with bubble nails and put it on the edge of the chair to prevent himself from being accidentally pierced when he fell asleep.

Now the two bubble nails are gone.

It may have fallen out in the process of sleeping, Yan Junze did not go back to look for it, but walked along the corridor to the stairs leading to the hall on the first floor.

When he was about to reach the staircase, he became alert and stood on the second floor, not hearing any sound coming from the first floor, as if there was no one below at all.

Without rushing down the stairs, Yan Junze leaned on the railing of the corridor, looked at the hall on the first floor, and found that the people in the hall were still there, but within the scope of vision, everyone was either lying down or lying on their stomachs, all of them were sleeping.

"Why did you sleep?" Yan Junze was stunned.

Turning his gaze, he looked in the direction of the sofa where Huang Chen was originally sitting, at this moment only Yang Zhijun and Li Yue, a three-star spirit slayer, were sitting there, but both of them were tilting their heads, closing their eyes, opening their mouths slightly, leaning on the back of the sofa and sleeping soundly.

"Where's Huang Chen?"

As soon as the thought came to mind, Yan Junze was tapped on the shoulder, and Huang Chen's voice sounded behind him: "You woke up, I just saw that you were still sleeping soundly in the private room." Woke up so soon? ”

Yan Junze's instinctive reaction was about to turn back, but in an instant, his body froze and asked, "What's going on with the people below?" ”

"Oh, everyone's so tired, you should be fine with a little rest." Huang Chen replied.

"Then why don't you go and take a break on the couch?" Yan Junze asked again.

"Leave one person awake." Huang Chen's tone revealed helplessness and tiredness.

"I said, don't go up to the second floor without my consent, didn't you hear that just now?" Yan Junze's tone suddenly became cold.

Syllable!

Huang Chen's hands were placed on his shoulders from behind: "What do you mean?" I'm worried about your safety, come up and take a look, can't you? Also, why don't you keep looking at me when you talk to me? Turn around, turn around and look at ......"

Before he finished speaking, Yan Junze suddenly accelerated forward, breaking away from the control of Huang Chen's hands.

Still didn't look back, Yan Junze touched his hands into his pockets again, but still didn't touch any bubble nails.

"Don't run, turn around and look at me! Look at me! ”

Huang Chen's voice sounded in the back, but Yan Junze turned a deaf ear and ran into the depths of the corridor on the second floor.

The sound of a knock behind him sounded, obviously the sound of Huang Chen's sturdy footsteps hitting the floor, which was chasing all the way.

Reaching out and touching the empty flower stand that he had passed, he touched the two bubble nails that had been placed here in advance, and immediately held them in his hands.

The sound of hurried footsteps behind him is getting closer and closer, but because the corridor is arc-shaped and has a certain angle, the figure behind is still nowhere to be seen.

Yan Junze quickly pushed open an unopened private room in the innermost part of the corridor and immediately turned on the lights, but I don't know if it was a problem with the lights or the wiring, all the lights in this room were not lit.

It was too late, he immediately walked in, closed the door first, and then backhanded to lock the door lock, but after a twist, he found that the door lock was also broken and could not be locked.

Yan Junze didn't think much about it, and immediately rushed to the window that was not opened in this private room, turned around, faced the door, held a bubble nail in one hand, and rubbed the nail on his fingers and stomachs to ensure that he could press it at any time.

Knock knock knock......

Huang Chen's heavy footsteps approached, and he stretched out his hand to hold the doorknob of the private room, twisted it open, and pushed the door in.

At this time, Yan Junze was already facing the door, and he could see the short and sturdy figure stepping into the room.

"You're not Huang Chen, I'm still in a dream!" Yan Junze said.

"So you've already turned around, so it's not counting, you have to turn your head." Huang Chen's tone became strange.

After being convinced that he was still in a dream, Yan Junze didn't expect him to answer him, and at the same moment as he spoke, he activated [Strange Event Perception].

In this head-turning incident, until now, Yan Junze has not found mission information, and there is no conclusion about where the real body of the woman in the black dress is, so he must test them one by one.

According to Xia Ruolan's description of dreams, in the first dream, she was directly "woken up", and then went to the second dream.

In the second dream, he was stung several times in a row by the spikes of the plant, and woke up again in pain and entered the third dream.

In the third dream, she tripped over a dumbbell again, causing Xia Ruolan to finally wake up completely.

Therefore, Yan Junze can deduce that the placement of some items in the dream is completely based on the transmission in reality, and the plants of Xia Ruolan's house were originally placed under the windowsill, and the same is true of the plants in the dream, so she was stabbed.

It's the same thing with dumbbells.

That's why he placed bubble nails in some places in the house in advance, so that at the critical moment in the dream, he could find these sharp objects and prick himself in order to wake up quickly.

Now it mainly depends on which layer of the dream where the woman in the black dress appeared, and whether the other people who appeared in the dream were conjured out of thin air?

Yan Junze believes that as long as there is this woman in the black dress in the dream world, the task perception will definitely be able to perceive some task information, and it is by no means nothing.

The space-time map in the mind is an existence that crosses the boundaries of space and time, and the current dream can also be equated with a special product of space and time, belonging to an unknown dimension.

This can be seen from the fact that the character dies in a dream, and the same death in reality.

Moreover, in the laboratory of Huaguo in his previous life, although Yan Junze was only an assistant, he also participated in the demonstration assistance of space-time research, but he was only an assistant, and the specific and deeper truths were not thoroughly understood, but the probability that the space-time map could still be used in dreams was very large.

In the third layer of the dream just now, Yan Junze had reacted that he was in a dream, and turned on a task perception, which was very fast, but there was nothing after the perception, and there was no task information prompt.

If the woman in the black dress is here, even if Yan Junze doesn't turn on the task perception, there is a high chance that the weird mission information will jump out by itself, and he chose to turn on the perception just in case to prevent the situation like the last Silk Branch Mission.

In front of Huang Chen, there was no information feedback from the mission perception that was opened, indicating that this "Huang Chen" was not the woman in the black dress.

And to open the task perception in this room, Yan Junze has another purpose.

Because the condition for the task to jump out on its own has a distance requirement for the weirdness encountered, if you are too far away from the target weird, the task information will not automatically jump out.

At this time, turning on task perception perfectly solves this problem, even if some of the sleeping people in the hall are projected by a woman in a black dress, at this distance, task perception can also detect and pop up task information.

But unfortunately, there is still no information.

This shows that in this layer of dreams, there is also no woman in a black dress.

Without a woman in a black dress, the most crucial character is missing, and the problem cannot be completely solved.

At this time, Huang Chen was still approaching step by step, his expression was gloomy, the corners of his mouth hooked a strange smile, and his hands stretched out and grabbed Yan Junze's neck.

Yan Junze pressed the spike of the bubble nail with his finger again, and a sense of pain hit, and his head was suddenly dizzy, but he didn't "wake up" immediately like just now.

He pressed the spike of the bubble nail with the thumb of his other hand again, this time with a little force, and the pain of the spike piercing through the skin and piercing the flesh clearly spread throughout his body, because the pain was intense, and he felt his heart pound.

His head became dizzy again, as if he couldn't see everything around him clearly, and his vision was blurry.

Huang Chen approached quickly, and his outstretched hand had already touched Yan Junze's neck.

All the scenery disappeared, and there was only a white expanse in front of me.

In the next second, Yan Junze opened his eyes and found that he was still lying on the spliced chair, wrapped in the quilt and not moving.

He raised his head slightly, and Xiang'er stood beside him, facing him, and did not look at the night scene outside the window.

Seeing him wake up, Xiang'er Qi said, "Why did you wake up?" Only now...... Well, it's just before three o'clock in the morning. ”

The feeling of being stabbed just now was still there, Yan Junze raised his hand to look at the skin of the stabbed finger, and found that it was intact, and the pain seemed to be just an illusion, a very real illusion.

He sat up and looked back in the direction of the window, which was now closed, just as it had been when he had fallen asleep.

"Did I just fall asleep?" Yan Junze asked.

"Hmm." Xiang'er nodded.

"Didn't get up? Or what kind of dream talk? ”

"No, I've been watching you and sleeping soundly."

Yan Junze raised his right hand to cover his forehead, his head was still dizzy, a feeling that he wanted to continue sleeping but couldn't sleep after being frightened.

Now it seems that his dream is different from Xia Ruolan's, only showing two layers, and there is no dream within a dream.

After a while, he spoke, "When I was asleep, did anyone from downstairs come up?" ”

"No, the people downstairs are always moving." Xiang'er kept an eye on the movement around her at all times, "I can still hear them talking sometimes, but no one goes upstairs. ”

"I can't sleep for the time being, I'll go down and have a look, and I'll be back soon."

Yan Junze nodded, touched the bubble nails in his pocket, and was suddenly stunned.

"Are you looking for this?" Xiang'er spread her hands, and the two bubble nails lay quietly in her palms, "You slipped out of your pocket after you fell asleep just now." ”

Yan Junze nodded, which explained why the bubble nails in his clothes pocket suddenly disappeared in the dream just now, it turned out that in the process, the bubble nails slipped out of his coat pocket.

However, dreams are dreams after all, and it is very likely that there will also be some items that originally existed in reality, but did not appear in the dream.

Yan Junze reached out and picked up the bubble nail from Xiang'er's palm, put it back into his pocket, stood up and walked to the door of the private room, gently opened the door and walked out.

There was a sound of footsteps behind him, and Xiang'er followed him behind.

"I'll go down and have a look, you stay on the second floor, you can't go down." While walking, Yan Junze commanded.

After the door opened, the voice from downstairs could already be heard very clearly, and Yan Junze could even distinguish Huang Chen's voice, who seemed to be talking to someone.

He walked along the corridor in the direction of the staircase, and when he was about to reach the staircase, Xiang'er behind him suddenly said, "What's the matter?" Someone seems to have come up here! ”

Yan Junze stopped, looked ahead and didn't look back, and asked, "What did you find?" ”

"There are footprints on the floor, and they are clear." Xiang'er said: "But I didn't hear anything in the house just now." Well? Something is wrong, someone was here just now! ”

"You take a closer look around here, and I'll go down and take a look." Yan Junze walked forward again without looking back.

"Don't you think this footprint is strange?" Xiang'er asked.

"I feel, do you want me to turn my head?" Yan Junze stopped again and reached out to hold the corridor guardrail.

"Come here, these footprints are next to the private room here, someone must have sneaked into the private room, what does this person want to do?" Xiang'er didn't seem to hear Yan Junze's words.

"If I turn my head, will my neck break off immediately?" Yan Junze asked to himself, as if he hadn't heard Xiang'er's words, and even the corners of his mouth pursed into a smile.

The scene fell silent.

In the corridor, Xiang'er faced Yan Junze, Yan Junze turned his back to her, and neither of them moved.

"How did you find out?" Xiang'er suddenly spoke.

"When you give me nails, your palms are warm." Yan Junze didn't have any hidden answers.

"The palm of a normal person, can there be no temperature?" Xiang'er's voice became more and more cold.

"Sorry, you chose the wrong person." Yan Junze said with a smile.

I didn't wake up, but I was still in the third dream.

At this moment, Yan Junze had an eighty percent chance of being sure that the woman behind him was a woman in a black dress, and at the same moment, [Strange Event Perception] was activated in his mind.

A task message pops up.

[Mission Name: Special Hobbies;

Mission Level: Creepy (Medium);

Background: It was a homicide that brought her life to a halt forever at that moment seven years ago. On the way home from the night shift, when passing through an alley, someone called her from behind, and as soon as she turned her head, she was brutally cut off by the murderer and robbed of all her money. Before leaving, the murderer, who had a special hobby, also took a picture of her body. Her neck was cracked ever since, and she was looking for a suitable head, but she didn't seem to be satisfied;

Task Description: Give her a head, satisfy her obsession, or, strangle her along with her obsession;

Reward: 1,300 points of energy from another dimension;

Quest Punishment: Maybe try your head;

Task Tips: 1. The evil spirit cannot be locked; 2. Her shadow was transmitted into the photo at the moment of death, and if she couldn't find her real body, the photo might be a breakthrough;

Notes: Do you know what her profession is? Uh, an ordinary ...... Hypnotist. 】

Hypnotist, no wonder!

"This must be the last layer of dreams, right?"

Yan Junze had already understood all the information of the mission, and also knew what the reason for the appearance of the woman in the black dress was, and walked forward again while talking.

When I came to the top of the stairs, I didn't go downstairs, but looked downstairs.

As far as his eyes came in, the hall downstairs was empty, and there was no one, and the moment his eyes were cast, all kinds of sounds that had reached his ears just now, including the sound of Huang Chen's speech, disappeared in an instant.

"If you don't turn your head, I can help you." Xiang'er said from behind, stretching out her hands and approaching with a step.

Yan Junze took out the bubble nails at the same time.

At this moment, the round caps and spikes of the two bubble nails in his hand suddenly shook, and they cracked without warning, and the cracked bubble nails directly turned into two clouds of dust and fell through the cracks between his fingers.

There was laughter behind him, and this laughter was no longer Xiang'er, but the voice of a strange woman.

Yan Junze knows very well that this should be the true figure of the woman in the black dress.

"Do you think that putting these damn nails in advance will get you out of your dreams? The woman named Xia Ruolan was really lucky, she was the first person to successfully escape in the dream. So I'm sorry, with the lesson from the previous time, all the nails and even sharp objects, I've cleaned them up. The voice of the woman in the black dress was not delicate, but as thick as a man, and said slowly.

Yan Junze still didn't look back, but he smiled: "Do you think I put these bubble nails to use them to get out of the dream and let yourself go after seeing you?" So sorry, you guessed wrong. The purpose of putting bubble nails is just to be able to get out of the first two layers of dreams smoothly and really meet you in the last layer of dreams, that is, now. ”

After the words fell, he suddenly took a step forward, stood on the edge of the staircase leading to the first floor at the entrance of the corridor, and said loudly to the hall downstairs: "Ning Ji, your husband Jia Sheng's headless body...... Got it! ”

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