When Mr. Ling heard this, he did not show any anger, his face was still calm and gentle, and he said, "I won't force you to help, if you don't want to, then forget it." However, I think you may be misunderstood. ”

Wang Pu was jealous of the nightmare aura on his body, how could he not see it.

"Psychic is indeed dangerous, but it also depends on the situation, and the help I want to ask you for will not be too dangerous. As for the condition of my body, it is not simply because of psychic, in short, I can guarantee that you will not be corrupted by the nightmare breath if you ask for your help. ”

"So be it!"

Mr. Ling thought for a while and said, "This matter can't be explained clearly for a while, if you don't mind, I'll take you around first, and by the way, I'll also tell you some psychic things, whether you can help, you can give me an answer later." ”

Wang Pu was curious: "Where are you going?" ”

Mr. Ling stood up, walked towards the bedroom, and returned after a while, handing Wang Pu two coins for Wang Pu to put away.

"Have you ever heard of walking in the shade?"

Mr. Ling asked.

"I know this, according to the Chinese tradition, walking in the yin is also known as passing the yin, touching the frightened, touching the blind, exorcising ghosts, descending the gods, going down to the yin, walking, etc., that is, from the yang to the underworld. Hiss~ Is there really a hell in the underworld, are we going to the underworld? Wang Pu said that during the period when he was haunted by nightmares, he made up a lot of supernatural knowledge, and he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air when he heard it.

Mr. Ling sat down opposite Wang Pu and said with a smile: "It's not that exaggerated. Psychic is probably a similar thing, as for the underworld or something, there are some fictional elements involved. The place we're going, I call the Nightmare Realm. ”

Nightmare? Does it have anything to do with nightmares?

Wang Pu looked down at the two coins given by Mr. Ling thoughtfully.

The coin has a dark color, very similar to ancient copper coins, but I don't know what material it is.

"So how are we going to go? Holding these two coins directly, don't you need to prepare anything else? Wang Pu was a little curious.

He knew that psychics generally made all kinds of preparations, even reporting rituals, worshipping ghosts and gods, and so on.

But Mr. Ling only gave him two coins and returned to his seat, is that all right?

"Well, you take the coin, you can't lose it, it'll be useful later. As for the other preparations, there is no need for them, and I am the best preparation. Mr. Ling said lightly.

Tsk, this sounds domineering.

"Close your eyes, I'm going to take you into the Nightmare Realm!"

Mr. Ling said.

Wang Pu held the coin in his hand and closed his eyes.

Immediately, he felt a pair of hands reach out from the opposite side and put them on his shoulders.

It's icy and it's cold.

The temperature of the surrounding air dropped suddenly, and there were gusts of inexplicable whirring wind, blowing from nowhere.

There was the sound of the tide rising and falling.

Obviously sitting still, Wang Pu has a feeling of space movement, as if he is sitting on a bus, and the surrounding scenery keeps falling backwards, speeding away.

This feeling is somewhat similar to when he has a lucid dream.

The surroundings also became colder, and a negative breath, accompanied by a whistling wind, rushed towards the face, and it seemed that many nightmares ran past him.

Wang Pu's body couldn't help shaking.

He remembered what Mr. Ling had just said, clutched the coins in both hands, closed his eyes tightly, and tried to resist the urge to open his eyes to see.

I don't know how long it took for Mr. Ling's voice to sound: "Okay, you can open your eyes, remember, no matter what you see, don't panic too much, let alone scream." ”

Wang Pu opened his eyes.

I saw that he inexplicably changed from a sitting state to a standing state.

Mr. Ling was standing next to him.

At this moment, the scene in front of them has completely changed, they have left Mr. Ling's house, surrounded by a dark fog, only in front of them, a magnificent black river is slowly flowing.

The voice Wang Pu heard just now was the river in front of him.

What shocked Wang Pu even more was that in the river in front of him, the breath of nightmares rose to the sky like thousands of resentful souls.

He could even see the nightmare temporarily floating in the river as the waves crashed.

It's a river of nightmares.

He and Mr. Ling were standing on the riverbank, and a few paces away, nightmares struggled to get out of the river, waving their hands at their feet.

Wang Pu's scalp suddenly went numb, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly retreated.

Mr. Ling stretched out his hand and pressed Wang Pu's shoulder and said, "Don't be afraid, these nightmares are trapped in the river and can't leave, as long as they don't enter the river, they can't deal with us." ”

Only then did Wang Pu find out that this was indeed the case.

No matter how much these nightmares struggled, they were always bound by the river, and soon they were involuntarily carried by the river and rushed into the distance.

"What the hell is this place, what the hell is this river, is this the world of nightmares?" Wang Pu asked Mr. Ling in a low voice, with too many doubts in his heart.

He has been in a nightmare ghost car, experienced several nightmare events, and can be regarded as an awakened person with some experience.

However, all the scenes, even what they saw and heard on the nightmare ghost car, were not as shocking as the scene in front of them.

The nightmares on the nightmare ghost car are powerful, but they are limited in number, and the river in front of them has more than 10 million nightmares.

Wang Pu looked in the direction of the river, and there was no end in sight.

Once all the nightmares in this river escape, I am afraid that the whole world will be destroyed in an instant.

And this river is just a part of the world in front of us.

Such a scene couldn't help but remind him of the records about Huangquan in myths and legends.

"This is the Nightmare Realm, but it's not where Nightmares originate. The Nightmare Realm is inextricably linked to the origin of Nightmares, and you can think of this as a mezzanine for Nightmares to invade reality. As for this river, it is called the Yellow Springs in the East, the Santu River, the Styx River in the West, and some people call it the Dead River. ”

Mr. Ling said.

"Yellow Springs? Mr. Ling, didn't you say that the legend of Hades and Hell is false? ”

Mr. Ling said: "Myths and legends are true and false, although this river is called Yellow Spring, it is really not a hell here. However, some myths and legends may not have been invented out of thin air. ”

"You mean, there were ancients who entered the Nightmare Realm, and then spread those myths and legends based on what they saw and heard in the Nightmare Realm?"

Wang Pu frowned at first, and then his face changed drastically, "Could it be that the nightmare incident has already appeared in ancient times?" ”

"Why do you think there were no nightmares in ancient times?"

Mr. Ling's expression was indifferent, "Isn't the ancient gods and monsters and all kinds of unsolved mysteries similar to the nightmares that appear today?" Although nightmare events only began to occur more frequently than a decade ago, according to research, nightmares can be traced back to the time when humans were born. ”