Bang Bang Bang!

The dead path suddenly sounded the sound of people clapping their palms, and An Ying immediately recovered from the shock of the nightmare thing being killed by electricity.

The sound of unhurried footsteps approached, and An Ying, who fell to the ground and couldn't move, felt a tightening heart.

"Congratulations, young man, you're one step closer to opening the end of your consciousness."

The middle-aged uncle familiar to An Ying slowly walked out of the darkness with a flashlight, lowered his head and stared at him with interest.

Seeing that it was the uncle, An Ying breathed a sigh of relief and asked for help: "Uncle, don't say cool words, can you pull me up?" ”

"Pull you up? Do you want me to be electrocuted like a nightmare? The middle-aged uncle smiled strangely.

An Ying was stunned when she heard this: "Then what should I do?" ”

The middle-aged uncle's index finger tapped his own head, and his eyes narrowed into a slit: "Try to follow your inner voice and return the underground electricity connected to the street lamp back to the underground circuit system, and you can move freely." ”

An Ying's brows furrowed, he looked at the middle-aged uncle suspiciously, and seeing that the uncle's expression did not change, he tried it suspiciously.

Calming down, An Ying felt that he had escaped into a strange state, and he could see the chaotic aura around him that he couldn't usually see.

And among these many aura, the energy that flashed with blue thunder was the most. This is what the uncle said about electricity?

After a slight hesitation, An Ying tried to expel them all from his aura. His heart moved at will, and the energy bodies that shone like thunder left him one after another, and the tingling sensation on his body gradually subsided.

The middle-aged uncle came over at the right time and pulled him up: "Young man, I know you have a lot of questions, and we will talk about them in detail when we get back to your house." ”

Back at home, An Ying sat on the sofa and took out the medicinal wine to treat the wound simply.

Thinking of the thrilling encounter just now, he took a deep breath to calm down and looked at the uncle on the side: "Uncle, that current can't even kill me, how did that nightmare thing die?" ”

Knowing that An Ying would ask this, the middle-aged uncle touched his mustache: "Because you chose electricity, your body will develop a certain resistance to electricity, so you were not electrocuted, and you also directed the huge current in the underground circuit system to electrocute the nightmare." ”

An Ying was a little confused when she heard it: "I chose electricity?" But I don't seem to have a choice......"

The middle-aged uncle shook his head and affirmed: "You have chosen, but you are on the verge of life and death, and your desire to survive prompts you to unconsciously choose the energy that you can use nearby, and at that time there is only electricity available around you." ”

Hearing the middle-aged uncle say this, An Ying's eyes lit up. Will he be able to manipulate electricity like the Dream Eater in the future?

Controlling thunder and lightning, no matter how you listen to it, is a high-end atmospheric and high-grade ability!

At this time, the uncle who saw his thoughts poured cold water on him: "If the end of the consciousness is really so easy to open, there will not be so many people who awaken the sixth sense to die at the hands of the nightmare thing, and it is already a blessing in misfortune that you can withstand such a terrifying current with the body of the sixth sense this time." ”

However, the cold water poured by the uncle provided An Ying with a message that he didn't know, that is, there were still many people who had awakened the sixth sense before him, and most of these people were killed by nightmare things.

Gasping for air, An Ying, who is attacked by nightmares every night, is in a gloomy mood, and is a little worried about whether she can survive until the end of the world that her uncle said.

"Don't be too pessimistic, young man, at least now that you have reached the stage where you can choose your abilities, come, try to see if you can absorb this flame."

The middle-aged uncle took out a lighter from his coat pocket, played with it in his hand, and then lit the fire.

Staring at the dancing flames, An Ying's eyes froze, and she concentrated on entering an ethereal state. The flames gradually disintegrated into sporadic red stars in his eyes, and his heart moved at will, and the flames on the lighter were sucked into his palms.

The first initiative attempt was successful, and although it was only a small flame, An Ying was still excited.

Then he tried everything he could think of in the house, such as water and metal, and he would suck it into his hands.

It's just that as soon as he consumes it like this, his physical strength will be exhausted in a while. Weakly slumped on the couch, he rubbed his head, which was also somewhat groggy.

"Although your energy has increased a lot after opening the sixth sense, but you can't bear the consumption of your body like this, remember what I told you, only when you encounter nightmare things and then choose, otherwise when you encounter danger, you may die because you can't choose!"

Looking at the tired An Ying, the middle-aged uncle made a special admonition before leaving, and then left his house.

In the next second when the middle-aged uncle left by elevator, the door next to An Ying's house suddenly opened, and Lin Jiuxin, who was wearing a pink nightdress, stared at An Ying's door and fell into deep thought.

……

Late the next night, the rain was falling drippingly, and An Ying raised her head with a sad face after work, looking up at the starry sky under the rainy night.

Without an umbrella in his hand, he hesitated and stepped into the heavy rain.

The rain was pouring down on him, and in a few moments, his clothes were wet.

He spat a few words about the weather forecast, which was not accurate at all, but An Ying, who was drenched, glanced around vigilantly, trying to sense whether there were any nightmares nearby through his sixth sense.

It was raining heavily tonight, but the expected terrifying nightmare didn't appear.

At this time, due to the influence of nightmares, the last train that had not appeared for several nights came, and An Ying suddenly felt a sense of bitterness.

Taking the bus back to the entrance of the winding path outside his neighborhood, he was in a sunny mood despite the heavy rain.

If the rain can be exchanged for something that doesn't encounter nightmares every night, then he's willing to get drenched a few more times, hehe!

An Ying walked along the winding path, and the street lamps on both sides of the street that had been damaged last night were all back in use, except for the collapsed ones.

He couldn't help but sigh with emotion, the speed of this repair is really fast.

But as he walked, An Ying gradually felt that something was wrong, and that creepy feeling hit his heart again.

He subconsciously looked at the corner of the intersection not far away, and always felt as if something was waiting for him there.

It can't be a nightmare, right?

An Ying approached the corner step by step, and every step he took seemed to be filled with lead, which was extremely heavy.

Finally around the corner, he leaned against the wall and peeked a little bit out of his head, just as a deafening flash of lightning swept across the night sky, briefly illuminating the path.

At a hurried glance, a group of nightmares of different shapes crowded across the road. hurriedly retracted his head, for fear of being discovered, An Ying did not dare to breathe.

"How can there be so many nightmares?"

Caressing his chest with some fear, An Ying tried his best to calm the turbulent waves in his heart.

Before the nightmare could spot him, he immediately walked back. As long as you can avoid the nightmare, you can't go home tonight!

But what went from here to his heart was when another group of nightmares appeared in front of him, cutting him off from his path.

A strange cry came from the mouth of one of the nightmare creatures, and the nightmare creatures who hadn't noticed An Ying before leaned in.

One after the other, An Ying fell into the encirclement of nightmare things.

……