"Shut up." I roared loudly, stared blankly at the female ghost, lowered my head, said sorry, and then looked up at her seriously.

"Thank you, you helped me, then."

I can't help but recall that when my cousin and I stepped into the scene of the murder, we entered secretly, through the small window of the warehouse, and at that time, the shelves collapsed, but miraculously, to an unknown force, we were thrown aside, and my cousin and I were fine.

"216? Thank you, when I get rid of this dead shemale and get out, I'll go over to find this murderer, and if he's still alive, I'll pull him out and hand him over to the police. ”

The ghost's mouth moved, and although I couldn't hear what she was saying, her lips opened slightly twice, and it was two words of thanks.

"Ah, no." I smiled, unscrewed 216's doorknob, and with a creak, the door opened, and I was back in the purple space with grumbling sounds all around.

"Hmph, Zhang Qingyuan, I didn't expect you to find instinct in such a short period of time, thank you Yin Qiujian, hmph, that bastard, he did whatever it took for you, it was really itchy, you waited for me, the dream below is not so easy."

"Whatever you want, fuck you." I scolded, and Ouyang Meng roared almost madly.

"Die for you, hum, Zhang Qingyuan, next, I will torture you little by little in the dream, don't worry, I won't let you die all at once, when the time comes, you cry and shout......"

"I won't cry or shout, since I'm in, I'm going to find Uncle Mo and Yin Qiujian and bring them back."

I fell down little by little, filled with Ouyang Meng's weird laughter, and suddenly, I saw the purple place around me, there was a touch of black, I smiled, and waved it in the air hard.

I caught it, I caught the evil qi that overflowed from the black place, and then I pulled it hard, and my whole body was submerged in the black.

Before, Zinian's mother-in-law told me that as long as the devoured dream of the main heart is not devoured, it will slowly recover, and I can take this opportunity to return to the main dream when I enter the next dream, and find a way to contact Yin Qiu.

I was in the air, immediately spread my black wings, exhaled, and landed on the small pavilion of the unit building, looking around, although it recovered a lot, but only half of the unit building, many places, are all black, nothing.

No matter how powerful Ouyang Meng is, he can't control many things at the same time, just like if I suddenly returned to the main dream, he couldn't launch an attack on me for a while, and I could also have a chance to breathe.

But how to contact Yin Qiujian, I have no choice, it seems that I can only wait for Yin Qiujian to take the initiative to contact me.

After experiencing the dream just now, I am also vaguely aware of what is going on, the so-called dream framework, I am afraid that people's desires, consciousness, feelings, these things, little by little, are piled up in front of me in the form of dreams.

And the dream is incomplete, floating, the scene inside can never be as clear as in reality, I can't see people's faces clearly, even in that corridor, everything I see.

Only what I have seen before, what I have heard, and what I have seen, can be presented in a dream, and looking at the unit building where I am located, it is gradually recovering, and my heart is much more relaxed.

Even if you can't wait for Yin Qiu to contact me, you have to find a way, in a dream, to find the clues left by Uncle Mo, but how to find it is another thing, although Suzaku said that the clues left by Uncle Mo, even if you are a fool, you can pay attention to it.

Thinking about the time when Uncle Mo was trapped in a dream before, it should have been in Ouyang Wei's dream, thinking of this, I thought again, I had to enter Ouyang Wei's dream.

"Stinky boy, you dare to fool me."

Ouyang Meng's yin and yang strange voice came, and in all directions, those gray dream ghosts reappeared, I smiled, immediately spread my wings, and flew towards the entrance of the courtyard that emitted purple light.

As soon as I entered, I bumped into two soft balls of things, and my hands dragged my head and squeezed.

"What's wrong? Zhang Qingyuan, thinking about women and going crazy? Would you like me to give you a little fun? ”

The voice was full of charm, at the nose, there was a faint fragrance, I was stunned, it was Ouyang Meng, who exuded evil spirit, her eyes looked at me tenderly, and I couldn't help blushing.

Then I hurriedly tried to push her away, but Ouyang Wei always pressed my head on her chest with both hands.

"Don't worry, Zhang Qingyuan, if I let go, you will fall into the next dream."

"What do you want? Do you know something? ”

I asked again, but in an instant, Ouyang Meng's voice came, and I looked over, it was the ghost venerable with a grim face, Ouyang Meng, who was above us.

"Slut, get out of here, this is my place, it's not your turn to meddle."

"Qingyuan, let's only meet again, wait for the next time, while the dead shemale above is not paying attention, I will tell you secretly about the Ouyang family, giggles."

Saying that, Ouyang Wei, who was full of evil faces, let go of her hand, and I immediately fell down, I looked at Ouyang Wei, two Ouyang Wei with different breaths, very weird, for Ouyang Wei, what I know, in addition to her relationship with Lan Ruoxi, in addition to her family is very wealthy, she is a warm-hearted woman on the inside, but indifferent on the outside.

As for why Ouyang Wei became the basis of this ghost venerable, I don't know.

The light around me engulfed my figure little by little.

The sound of banging sounds, the sound of bowls colliding, I regained consciousness, it was my family, my father, and my mother, who were serving food, and in my hand, holding a big bowl of soup, suddenly, I was about to change it, the soup in my hand slammed, fell to the ground, the bowl was broken, and the soup was steaming hot, as well as vegetables.

"Oh, Qingyuan, why are you so careless."

I looked up, it was my father, he looked young, although he frowned, but he had no intention of blaming me at all.

"Dad, I'm sorry."

During the meal, we were happy as a family, talking and laughing, I was in a good mood, but after thinking about it, I am afraid that this dream is not so simple, it will not be a good dream.

I looked at everything around, a brown combination cabinet, a large color TV, a short place next to it, a teacup and a plate of fruit, three bedrooms and a living room, a kitchen, the layout of the room is very small, a room is only more than 10 square meters, the largest living room, connected to the kitchen, is only less than 30 square meters.

When I was a child, I lived in this place after I adopted my father, and occasionally my father's friends came over, and it became very small and crowded.

After eating, my parents began to praise me, and I was a little inexplicable, they took out a certificate of merit from elementary school, saying that my grades have been very good recently, and I need to work hard or something.

Although I was happy, I wondered, when I was in elementary school, because of my learning progress, I lagged too behind, and my academic performance has always been average, or even poor, and I didn't win any awards at all.

But looking at the happy appearance of my parents in my dream, I also boasted to them happily, but I thought so in my heart, maybe this is a reflection of what I have always hoped to be praised by my parents.

Growing up, my father never demanded too much of me, he just wanted me to be safe, after all, I almost died after that serious incident.

Later, although I studied very hard, I may have been born with an inflexible mind, and my studies have always been neither good nor bad, and even compared to my cousin who was a plaything and scattered, but could get a high score in the exam, I was simply ashamed of myself, which is also the main reason why my cousin has been making trouble, but the teachers in the school and the uncle have forgiven him again and again.

I will laugh heartily, think about it, my cousin once said that when I was in high school, I would be in junior high school, he told me that if you want not to be scolded by your parents and disliked by the teacher, you have to get a high score, so that even if you are too naughty, the teacher will only say that you are too individual, as long as you don't do it too out of line, it's basically fine.

I got up and went to the kitchen to help my parents wash the dishes, my father was watching the news, my mother was sweeping the floor, I was washing the dishes in the kitchen, looking outside, the cold yard, there was no half of it.

It felt like I was really back in my childhood, and I couldn't tell if it was reality or a dream.

Whew, outside the window, a figure flashed, I was startled, almost the bowl in my hand fell to the ground, a blue-skinned, swollen face ghost, from the window of my house, flashed.

Although I only held back a little, I also felt that something was wrong, and sure enough, it was still a dream, I quickly packed up the dishes and chopsticks, and looked around.

Back in my room, I muttered.

"Does the dead shemale plan to use my childhood dreams against me?"

But when I thought about it, when I was a child, I didn't seem to have such a dream, bang, the window rang, I opened the window in surprise, it was my cousin, I opened my mouth in surprise, and I couldn't close it at all.

It was my cousin when I was a child, he had broken hair and a lot of decorations on his body, and he looked at me with a smile.

"Let's go, cousin, let's go out and play."

I shook my head, and my cousin stretched out his hand, and I wanted to hold it, but after thinking about it, I sighed, and still held it, and followed my cousin out of the window on the second floor.

As soon as I got outside, the sun was very harsh, it was a large farmland, and I looked behind it, it was still where I lived, the windows were open, but outside, it was a farmland.

"What is this, grass, is it really a dream?"