"It's not early, let's go back and rest." Xie Yu proposed.

And they all dispersed.

"Tiancheng, no problem, right?" Xie Yu asked worriedly.

"Big brother, don't worry, I still know my own body, Qin Lingxuan's little Wang Balamb is just scaring people." Xie Tiancheng patted his chest with a relaxed expression.

"It's okay, it's okay......"

Looking at Xie Tiancheng's distant figure, Xie Yu felt a little lonely in his heart.

He also instructed his personal Deadpool to take good care of Xie Tiancheng, and report it immediately as soon as there was any trouble.

Xie Qi's mourning hall was desolate, fifty or sixty elderly maids were "crying" all night to keep vigil, and more than thirty mercenaries held their hands in the mourning hall.

Xie Tiancheng was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, tossing and turning, and the words that Qin Lingxuan threatened him kept coming to his mind.

He tried many things, but he still couldn't sleep, and he couldn't help but feel distressed.

He instructed Deadpool, called the massage maid in, made a soothing and stress-relieving spa, and not long after, entered Mengyao.

When the maid saw that she was asleep, she did not dare to disturb him, and withdrew on her own.

"Strange, where is this?" Xie Tiancheng wondered.

Isn't he already asleep? How could he have walked out of the room and come to this cold door.

For unknown reasons, he pushed the door uncontrollably.

"Oh, it turns out that this is Qi'er's mourning hall!"

Xie Tiancheng looked at the photo of Xie Qi on the mourning hall, and the smile on the photo was still so bright and familiar.

It's just that Xie Qi's eyes on the photo seem to be a little unwilling.

"Qi'er, the 'real murderer' Qin Lingxuan has been caught, you can look at it." Xie Tiancheng let out a long sigh and relieved the boredom in his heart.

Afterwards, Xie Tiancheng knelt down and burned incense at Xie Qi's spiritual seat......

When he got up, something seemed wrong.

Xie Qi's eyes in the photo seem to be glancing at him intentionally or unintentionally.

He swung to the left, his eyes purring, and as he leaned to the left, he leaned to the right, and his eyes purred to the right, moving in the direction in which his body was swinging.

"Qi'er, Qi'er, I know that you died unjustly and painfully, the third uncle will definitely kill Qin Lingxuan, avenge you, let him come down, and make you a slave and a servant, a cow and a horse." Xie Tiancheng howled and swore secretly.

"Knock knock", Suddenly, there were two knocking sounds in the mourning hall, as if they were knocking on some wooden plank.

Xie Tiancheng looked around left and right, but he couldn't see any abnormal movement, only the crying of the maids and the seriousness of the guards.

"Knock knock!" The sound came again, this time with more banging on the plank.

Xie Tiancheng stood up and followed the prestige, only to see that Xie Qi's coffin was shaking, although the amplitude was not large, but the sound of beating came from inside.

Although he felt a chill on his back, a warm current flowed through his heart, and he began to get excited.

"Qi'er, Qi'er, it's great that you're not dead yet." Xie Tiancheng shouted with joy, without a little fear in his heart.

Wiping tears from his eyes, he became agitated and galloped towards the coffin.

I saw that the coffin was shaking more and more, and the sound was getting louder and louder.

Xie Tiancheng finally removed the coffin lid with great effort, and looked at Xie Qi lying inside, still with clear eyebrows and smooth face, as if coated with a layer of powder, shining.

Suddenly, Xie Qi opened his eyes and glared angrily, he was weak, struggling, and slowly stood up.

"God has eyes, I didn't kill the queen of my Xie family, Qi'er!" Xie Tiancheng burst into tears.

"Third uncle, third uncle, I'm so cold!" Xie Qi grumbled pitifully, his body trembling.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid of Qi'er!" Xie Tiancheng didn't say much, and directly took him into his arms and stroked his head distressedly.

In the next moment, Xie Qi bared his teeth and grinned evilly, tightly wrapping Xie Tiancheng with his cold hands.

Xie Tiancheng sensed that something was wrong, and his heart began to panic, and he struggled to escape Xie Qi's embrace.

However, it was too late, Xie Qi hugged him tightly, his body fell backwards, and the two fell into the coffin together

With a "bang", the coffin board closed automatically.

Xie Tiancheng pressed on Xie Qi's body, and Xie Qi's hands were still tightly wrapped around his body, and he didn't let go at all.

He began to push the coffin lid out frantically, but no matter how hard he tried, the coffin lid seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and did not move.

He was breathing rapidly and increasingly restless, and he banged helplessly on the lid of the coffin.

Once, twice......

The outside world did not seem to hear his plea for help, and there was no response.

Suddenly, Xie Qi rolled over and pressed him under him.

Looking at Xie Qi's rotten face, he was terrified.

The gecko's flesh on Xie Qi's neck was torn apart, and large patches of pus flowed out, spilling on his face, eyes, and mouth......

"Ahh Xie Tiancheng screamed in pain, tearing at his vocal cords.

……

"Whew" Xie Tianchang let out a long breath and quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Fortunately, it was just a dream, and he instructed Deadpool to fetch cold water, and asked the maid to wash his face and remove his sweat.

He looked at his watch, and it turned out that he had only slept for ten minutes.

Drowsiness struck again, and before he knew it, he was asleep again.

"Knock knock!" The sound of the coffin board beating sounded again, piercing his eardrums, and there was a burst of pain.

"Why did I come to Qi'er's mourning hall again?" Xie Tiancheng retreated in panic, he wanted to escape from this mourning hall, escape from this terrifying place.

Suddenly, Xie Qi took the initiative to push away the coffin board and staggered to his feet, his face still so smooth.

He kept waving his hand at Xie Tiancheng, his eyes full of helplessness.

"Third uncle, third uncle, I'm so tired!" He cried out in a deep rage.

"Qi, you're not Qi'er, you're not." Xie Tiancheng vetoed in horror.

The last experience is still vivid and unforgettable, and now that I think about it, I still have palpitations.

"Third uncle, I am your beloved Qi'er, you save me, I'm not dead yet." Xie Qi struggled to make a defense.

Xie Tiancheng still refused to believe it, and his body had slowly retreated to the gate of the mourning hall.

Xie Qi used the sharp nails of his right hand to scratch the flesh of his left hand.

In an instant, I saw that the nails cut through the epidermis, and a new wound appeared, and blood flowed out of the wound slowly, dripping on Xie Qi's gray longevity clothes, which was particularly distinct.

"Qi'er, it's really Qi'er!"

"Third Uncle, come here," Xie Qi urged.

"What's wrong? Qi'er," Xie Tiancheng moved slowly.

"Third uncle, you help me tear it off, it is so overwhelming that I can't kick it," Xie Qi looked pained.

Xie Qi's tears rolled down from his eyes, dripping on the coffin, jingling.

In this quiet night, it was extraordinarily loud and extraordinarily eerie.

"Third uncle, if you tear it up, I will come back to life completely!"

After Xie Tiancheng listened, his heart was like a knife.

He gritted his teeth and strode forward, and in a short time, he came to Xie Qi.

He tore with all his might, in all sorts of ways.

The gecko meat on Xie Qi's neck couldn't be torn off.

"Qi'er, the third uncle is sorry for you, the third uncle can't tear it down." Xie Tiancheng was full of guilt.

"Third uncle, you are like taking something, tear it lightly, and it will fall." Xie Qi's breath began to weaken, as if he had entered a dying state.

Xie Tiancheng used all his strength again, he was so tired that he was sweating profusely, and the gecko meat was still tightly attached to Xie Qi's neck.

Suddenly, Xie Qi's helpless and pleading eyes began to become grudgeful and terrifying, and he glared at Xie Tiancheng angrily.

"Third uncle, why didn't you save me? Why don't you save me? Why? ”

Immediately afterwards, Xie Qi angrily tore off the gecko meat, looking so relaxed and without any effort.

"You, you!" Xie Tiancheng was so frightened that he couldn't speak, he only felt that his heart was half cold.

After the gecko's flesh was torn off, a hole appeared in Xie Qi's neck, and the veins in it were all visible, and blood splattered out of the hole, like a small blood stream.

He spread out the bloody pieces of gecko meat and spread them flat on Xie Tiancheng's neck.

"If you don't save me, you won't save me!" Xie Qi complained and blamed Xie Tiancheng.

Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, Xie Qi came up to him and grabbed him by the neck with his right hand.

He could move, but he couldn't.

He wanted to weep, but he didn't.

He cried, but there was no one to ......

With a "click", Xie Tiancheng only felt that his neck seemed to be broken.

Tremendous pain, suffocation after hypoxia......

"Don't, don't ......" Xie Tiancheng squeezed out the last bit of strength and shouted desperately.

……

Xie Tiancheng jumped up directly from the bed, touched his moist hair, and looked at the pillow soaked in cold sweat, in addition to being afraid, he was more happy.

He looked down at his watch, and this time the dream was one minute less than the last one, only nine minutes.

Gradually, he became sleepy and fell asleep again, without noticing.

This time, he had the same dream, the only thing that was different was that Xie Qi chased after him and ran all over the mourning hall.

In the last moments of despair, he was lucky enough to wake up again*

Woke up from a dream, woke up from a dream......

He couldn't tell if he was awake in his dream or if he was awake in his dream.

When he dreamed about the fifth time, he began to save himself.

He ordered Deadpool to ask them to find Xie Yu for help, but Deadpool, who walked out the door, never came back at all.

He summoned the maid and forced himself insomnia, but the more insomnia he had, the more it was like hypnosis, and he fell asleep again uncontrollably.

The more he dreamed, the more dread he felt.

When he dreamed of the eighth episode, he began to wonder if Deadpool and the maid around him were also part of the dream.

After thinking about it, after he made up his mind, he finally decided that to really save himself, he didn't rely on Deadpool or the maid, he went to find Xie Yu alone.

However, as soon as he stepped out of the room, he found that he had inexplicably come to the mourning hall and entered the dream.

In the ninth dream, he was in danger and finally escaped.

The first dream is ten minutes, and the second is nine minutes...... And so on for one minute.

Now it's the ninth time, which means that his next dream will only be one minute.

After thinking about it, he was both scared and joyful.

For the next dream, it is unknown, I don't know the tenth dream, it is the end of a minute, early detachment, the entanglement of nightmares.

Or is it ......

Thinking of this, he gasped, didn't dare to think about it anymore, and was extremely frightened to think about it.

He was awake and didn't close his eyes, deliberately letting the four Deadpools get close to protect him.

"Hey, come back, where are you going?"

The four Deadpools, bewitched and unable to hear him, opened the door of their rooms and walked away.

"It's weird."

Getting more and more sleepy, Xie Tiancheng pinched his thigh, bit his tongue, and the severe pain forced him to stop sleeping.

"What?" Xie Tiancheng exclaimed.

I don't know when, he lay on the smooth plank, the original big bed was gone, and then the layout in the bedroom disappeared and changed little by little......

The space seems to be twisting, spinning, pulling, dissipating......

"Roar", Xie Tiancheng exhaled heavily, and his hands and feet couldn't help but tremble.

When he saw the scene around him clearly, he was amazed, he was already in Xie Qi's mourning hall, and he didn't know how he had come to this terrifying place.

This time, there was no strange sound of knocking on the coffin, this time, the coffin did not shake violently, and this time, there was no Xie Qi's "resurrection from the dead".

This time, the mourning hall was unusually quiet, as if even the air had frozen, and this time, all the maids and Deadpool in the mourning hall were gone.

He ran to the gate of the mourning hall in a panic, pushed and pulled against the doorknob, and the cold door was like an iron door that had been fixed, not shaking a bit.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in the mourning hall, which was cold and biting.

Xie Tiancheng's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it, in this closed mourning hall, not even a fly could get in, where did the strange wind come from?

The yin wind penetrated into his bone marrow, pulling out the cold, and it was like an ice blade, scraping his bones, and the cold was even worse......

He was covered with a chill all over his body, and his body couldn't help but shiver.

He gasped heavily, and his mouth kept exhaling a "white" like snowflakes.

The yin wind was blowing, blowing wantonly on the mourning hall.

In an instant, all the white candles were blown out, and the mourning hall was darkened.

Only a glass lamp hung alone, shining on Xie Qi's posthumous photo, and the scattered lights illuminated the coffin.

He began to bang frantically on the door, no longer caring about the pain in his body, alive, he just wanted to live.

The door was unmoved, and he increased his strength again and again, his arms were swollen, and his body felt like it was about to fall apart.

The glass lamps began to flicker and flicker, flickering......

Xie Tiancheng felt an unprecedented sense of panic, he got up and ran to the window.

There was a loud "bang" in his ears.

He looked up in horror, only to see that the glass lamp suddenly exploded and fell, and where he had stood before, the ground was full of fragments.

The mourning hall was plunged into darkness, and darkness surrounded him.

In a panic, he picked up an iron rod and struck the glass with all his might.

"Dangdangdang" sounded a burst, but the glass window was not damaged at all, and its hardness seemed to be three points harder than diamond.

He continued to bang on the glass window like crazy, but the strength of his hand became less and less.

The fear of the unknown is the most suffocating, because no one can predict that something terrible will appear in the next second......

Gradually, he became exhausted, and he sat down weakly on the ground.

"Wake up, wake me up." He screamed, he hesitated......

Ten minutes, twenty minutes...... For a whole hour, he didn't wake up!

Suddenly, a phantus appeared in the darkness and came behind him at great speed.

It stretched out a blood-colored tongue of flesh, covered with thorns, and quietly stretched out towards Xie Tiancheng's neck.

The fleshy tongue trembled, forming a circular "trap", and with only a slight force, Xie Tiancheng's neck was tightly clamped.

Xie Tiancheng desperately broke the flesh tongue with both hands, but his hands were cut by the flesh tongue, and the blood flowed......

"No, no......" Xie Tiancheng let out a final miserable cry, echoing in the darkness of the mourning hall.