"Fuck the grass, what the hell is going on."

People scolded, this will become a woman by themselves, although it is in a dream, but this feeling, but it is very diaphragmatic, I stepped on high heels, only walked a few steps, just a stumbling, sure enough, it is a dream, I noticed around, pedestrians on the street, their faces, are blurry and can't see clearly.

Zinian's grandmother said that as long as I find the source of the framework of the deep dream, I can leave this dream, and when I led the dream before, I also saw it, white light, that is the source of the dream, as long as I find the source, I can go out.

I looked around, threw away the flower umbrella in my hand, and sure enough, the rain hit my body, and I didn't feel the slightest chill.

This is a dream, it looks real, but it is really false, but this time, I look around, the faces of people who can't see the faces at all, it feels very weird.

The rain continued to fall, and only the occasional rumbling of thunder in the air gave me a sense of realism, and I took off my high heels and ran down the street.

There was a burst of music, and I looked over, and it was bright, a small Ferris wheel, right on the street, flashing lights, turning, soft music, ringing.

A chill rose up my spine, and I turned my head again, except for the faces of those who couldn't see clearly, there was nothing unusual, but I was still alert, looking at the pedestrians on the road, the umbrellas they were holding, and they were really weird, all black umbrellas.

I continued to walk, this street, as if there was no end, I felt that I had been walking for a long time, and they were still on the street, and the pedestrians on the street were as always, like flowing water, with black umbrellas, walking.

I stopped, looked around, and I was a little stunned by the unreal, but real feeling.

The sound of water entering the sewer was heard clearly, and I began to wonder what the source of this dream was.

The sound sounded, I looked around in surprise, an old corridor, an incandescent lamp, flickering and bright, the whole aisle, it looked gloomy, the doors around, no doorknobs, white doors, and no house number.

The ticking of a clock came, and the sound came from the flickering incandescent lamp in front of me, at the end of the aisle.

I walked over step by step, there was a rustling sound, I couldn't help but tilt my head sideways, look over, only to see a cracked wall, sand kept overflowing from the cracked place, but when I looked at the ground, the falling sand was nowhere to be seen.

There was a click, a footstep, I hurriedly turned my head, clenched my fist, nothing, and listened to the sound just now, like the sound of leather shoes stepping on the smooth concrete floor.

The ticking sound was still ringing, and I walked towards the end of the corridor step by step, and in the corridor, the only incandescent lamp, flickered and flickered, and I moved cautiously.

Suddenly, I stared at me in surprise, only to walk for a while, but found that on the right hand, there was nothing, but a clear sky, I looked at it in amazement, although I could see the sun, but I couldn't feel a little temperature, and the sun's rays did not shine into the corridor.

I could only continue to follow the ticking sound, and I saw that at the end of the corridor, on the wall more than one meter high, there was a big clock, the time, 11:59, the second hand moved little by little, and I took a deep breath.

The sound of "dong dong dong" sounded, at 12 o'clock, suddenly, a rough hand reached out next to me, clasped my neck, I couldn't help but scream, but immediately reacted, stretched out his fist, hit the man wearing a mask next to me, and hit it in the abdomen.

The man wearing the mask, his abdomen was hard and erect, like steel, and I was powerless to resist at all, so I remembered that I was a woman now, like a chicken, and was suddenly covered by the man in the mask, covering his mouth, dragging his waist pole, and dragging him on the ground.

I struggled a few times at will, and I didn't plan to resist, my heart was very angry, if I changed to the usual day, this kind of strength, I would solve it with one punch.

There was a click, and I felt like I was steam side down, pressed against a soft mattress, and looked like a small warehouse in the dim light around me.

Suddenly, the man in front of me directly tore my skirt, grabbed my neck with one hand, and held a knife in the other hand, shaking in front of me.

The man in the mask, with a smile in his eyes, pressed my neck desperately, I was about to lose my breath, and my first reaction was that this person was a pervert.

I clenched my fists, intending to make a move, but I couldn't match him, so I tilted my head and let the man ride on top of me, one hand on my chest, groping.

On a nearby shelf, there was an iron rod, and I seemed to see hope, and the man began to peel off my clothes one by one, and the anger in my heart had reached its peak.

I was patient, waiting for the opportunity, and in the corner of my eyes, I saw the man, with excited eyes, and I also felt at this time that this was someone's dream, it was killing intent, naked killing intent.

I broke my feet open for the man, and I got one foot up, and at that moment, I kicked the man in the crotch the moment he untied his trouser belt.

There was a roar, and the man angrily took the knife and poked at me, and without saying a word, I deftly rolled towards the iron rod.

With a bang, the knife stabbed into the mattress, I rolled to the bottom plate, I felt a foot grab, I reached the iron rod, and with a bang, the iron rod fell to the ground, and I held it with one hand, and immediately threw it back, and with a muffled bang, the man screamed.

I broke free, and then immediately got up, holding the iron rod in both hands, and looked at the man in front of me in a daze, he covered his forehead, but still stood up, and with a knife in one hand, he stabbed at me.

"Fuck you, what the hell is this?" I couldn't help but feel ashamed at the thought of what had just happened, and the man stabbed him with a knife.

However, it was useless to me, his speed, in my eyes, was like forbidden, after thinking about it, the moment he stabbed over, the iron rod in my hand accurately hit the man's hand, and with a ding, the knife fell to the ground, I held the iron rod high, and hit the man's head and face.

And again and again, until the man, motionless, fell in a pool of blood, I walked over and ripped off his mask, and sure enough, his cheeks were blurry, and I couldn't see what he looked like at all.

I took the iron rod, opened the door, walked out, still in the same hallway, and looked again in the warehouse, the man, I seemed to remember something, it was a major homicide, I used to see it when I was in elementary school.

I remembered that when I was in elementary school, where we lived, there was a homicide, and in an old warehouse in such a unit building, a woman who came home from work was killed, and at that time, although the scene was blocked, people were still panicked, and I felt that there was a pair of eyes behind me, staring at me.

I immediately turned around, and in an instant, I was holding the iron rod, and I was in front of me, and suddenly appeared, covered in wounds, and blood dripping down on the head of the female ghost, and hit it.

There was a muffled thud, and the female ghost whimpered, stretched out her hands, and pinched my neck, and the face that had been cut beyond recognition by the knife came over, and those vicious eyes stared at me.

At this time, I noticed something abnormal, and I saw that I had returned to a man, but it was exactly the same as the man who had just attacked me and was wearing a mask.

These resentful eyes, I've seen, on a rainy day, the sky was overcast, it was my cousin, he said that he had never seen the murder scene, and he should drag me and him to the apartment building, and it was there that I saw this female ghost.

After I went back, I had nightmares several times, in which the female ghost kept staring at me, very frightened, I yelled and kicked over, but there was nothing.

Suddenly, I realized that this was a nightmare, and everything now was an illusion, although my neck was pinched to death, but there was no slightest sense of suffocation, and the fear on my body was completely eliminated.

I turned around, and sure enough, I could move, and I could run, and the more I thought about it, the more outrageous it became, and by this time, I had changed back to my appearance.

Running down the aisles, I wondered where the exit from this dream was.

I have to find the exit, or I'm afraid there will be danger.

"Where are you going? Come back. The ghostly voice of the female ghost sounded behind me, I stopped, carefully recalled, what I had done at that time, about the dream of this female ghost, whew, the female ghost, appeared in front of my eyes again, whimpering, stretching out her hands.

I turned around again and ran, and after a few times, I felt, gradually becoming very familiar, such a feeling, this dream, déjà vu, but I couldn't say it, where had I seen it, I forced the female ghost, and ran in the whole building for a long time.

"It's the place." I woke up immediately, and the ghost, as if trying to show me something, continued to run, and she appeared in front of me, and I immediately turned around and ran.

216, at the door of a room, I saw the house number, and on the left and right, there were female ghosts, exactly the same, looking at me with moving eyes.

"Are you looking for help from me? I'm sorry, but when I was a kid, I didn't even know. ”

When I think about it, when I was a child, I had several dreams about chasing this female ghost, and I woke up when I came to room 216.

"It's too much, Zhang Qingyuan, they died very miserably, the murderer hasn't been found yet, you're so ruthless......"

Ouyang Meng's yin and yang strange voice floated over.