From Tang Juyi singing the entire Internationale alone, to teaching everyone present to sing the Internationale, to everyone singing the Internationale in unison, it was only less than an hour.

Halfway through, there were constant noises outside the door, whether there was a strange roar, but they couldn't break through the atmosphere of unity that filled the room, and they couldn't break the strong will of these people.

People need faith in times of crisis, and Tang Juyi brought them faith and played a role in guiding them to faith.

Gradually, the fear in Tang Juyi's heart that was forcibly guided gradually dissipated, as if the shadow that had been entrenched in his heart had quietly faded.

The noise outside the door had subsided, and the cold feeling was no longer as strong as before, and a faint glimmer of light could be seen through the crack in the door, as if the morning light had come.

"It's dawn!"

Someone shouted in surprise, pointing to the sunlight that was streaming into the room.

More people also saw the bright yellow glow, and they all walked to the door in ecstasy.

Tang Juyi, who was vigilant, originally wanted to stop these people so as not to encounter a trap similar to hallucinations, but suddenly heard a long-lost narration:

[Surprisingly, Tang Juyi finally ushered in the arrival of the early morning. The sun dispelled the evil and the fear in his heart]

The door was pushed open by the people inside, and what I saw was the sky gradually brightening, and the warmth that had not been seen for a long time.

Some people shouted loudly in ecstasy, some people were so emotionally uncontrollable that they couldn't help but cry, and some people were stunned, as if in a dream.

Tang Juyi sat in place, looking at the appearance of these people for the rest of their lives after the catastrophe, and there was an indescribable emotion in his heart.

At this time, the little boy who caused the disaster in the original plot was being held in the arms of his parents, and the three of them hugged each other tightly and wept silently.

It's no wonder that anyone who watches their children almost being eaten by ghosts is afraid that it is difficult to be so calm. Previously, because the crisis had not been resolved, and Tang Juyi had been dominating everyone's thoughts, they had not had time to comfort their children, and the situation was safe at this time, and they finally let go of all psychological defenses.

[The warm morning glow sprinkled on the ground, making Tang Juyi's mood extremely relaxed]

Tang Juyi nodded slightly, noncommittally:

"You're right this time, I'm really in a relaxed mood."

Don't look at Tang Juyi's way of solving the danger It seems not only ridiculous, but also ridiculous, but in fact it is the most logical way of thinking.

Because what he needs to control is not only the emotions of others, but also the fear of being forcibly implanted in his own heart.

This fear has no source, and as long as it is stimulated a little, it will grow further, and even affect the functioning of the mind and the intellect. If this trend cannot be controlled in a short period of time, Tang Juyi is likely to have bad symptoms such as mobility disorders.

Fear is not a simple disease, it is not something that can be dissipated by just saying "muster courage" and "think about happy things", the generation of this emotion itself is uncontrollable, let alone eliminating it.

Even if they realize the need to use "dazedness" to occupy the space for fear to stay, many people can't do it as efficiently as Tang Juyi.

In fact, when most people make psychological hints to themselves such as "don't think about scary things", they often only make the memories of scary things in their minds more frequent, and they can't do it like Tang Juyi to constantly force themselves to associate other things, and make enough amazing and irrelevant behaviors.

Except for those people who were inexplicably surprised by the resonance caused by "The Internationale", everything else is inseparable from Tang Juyi's terrifying psychological quality and will.

Imagine having a person dance a ballet while thinking about a lot of irrelevant content, shouting out words that make sense but don't fit the situation, and even paying attention to the reactions of others around them and controlling them in time......

Except for Tang Juyi, only the "monster" may have this ability.

However, it seems that it is also difficult to draw a line between Tang Juyi and the monster.

At this time, Tang Juyi heard a sound of footsteps coming behind him, followed by a childish voice:

"Thank you...... My mom said you saved me. ”

Tang Juyi turned his head and looked at the little boy with a smile:

"I just saved myself."

The little boy's eyes were very serious, and he bowed deeply to Tang Juyi:

"Thank you."

Seeing this situation, Tang Juyi also rubbed the little boy's head and said casually:

"Next time, remember to listen to adults, let you sleep obediently, don't run around, understand?"

The little man nodded obediently:

"Got it."

After a pause, the little boy said another sentence that shocked Tang Juyi:

"But...... I had a dream. ”

Tang Juyi suddenly realized something, and hurriedly asked:

"Having a dream? What kind of dream did you have? ”

The little boy thought for a moment and pulled out a broken piece of paper from his pocket, which was also painted with different colors.

"I dreamed of a corridor, a long, long corridor...... There's another guy who gave me this thing. ”

Hearing this, Tang Juyi hurriedly took the note from the little boy's hand, and quickly reacted to what this note was - part of a painting.

The paint on it, as well as the material of the paper, Tang Juyi was all too familiar, and it was almost unrecognizable to the painting hanging at the end of the corridor.

[Holding the piece of paper in his hand, Tang Juyi was shocked by the existence of this piece of paper, as if he recalled something extremely terrifying]

Ignoring the voice, Tang Juyi immediately continued to ask:

"What about that person? The guy who gave you the piece of paper? What does he look like? ”

At this time, the little boy shook his head and said frankly:

"I can't remember, I can't remember anything. I just remember that he gave me this piece of paper and told me to go and give it to the right person. ”

Holding the piece of paper in his hand, Tang Juyi of course understood that he could no longer get any information about that corridor from the little boy's mouth, so he could only think about the only clues he had at present:

"Give it to the right people...... This means that the right choice is indeed for me to reverse the original plot, otherwise this fragment will never be available again when this child is possessed by a ghost......"

A slight vibration sounded behind him, accompanied by a crisp chime sound, which was the sound of the elevator opening earlier.

[After putting away this piece of paper, Tang Juyi thought about it and decided to continue his journey to explore the truth]

Holding the fragment of the oil painting tightly, Tang Juyi vaguely groped for a certain implicit law, but he did not dare to make a judgment.

Eventually, he patted the boy on the shoulder, and then turned around and walked to the elevator that suddenly appeared.