Zhong Hansheng has been having the same dream lately.

Dream is a kind of catharsis, a kind of release, and an illusory picture produced by a period of sustenance.

The night is eerie and secretive, and the night often creates natural fear. Human beings are born with fears, such as the instinctive fear of light when a baby has just left its dark, warm, peaceful womb.

And Zhong Hansheng is not a baby, he is a living adult......

Zhong Hansheng felt that his wife was beside him, and he also felt that it was the third watch in the middle of the night, and he could hear his wife's heavy and disturbing snoring more clearly. But he just couldn't get rid of the nightmare's entanglement, a long, long black filament, full of aura and vitality extending from the lower end of the door.

Zhong Hansheng knew that this was a dream, but his heart was still full of fear. He stared nervously at the black filaments like probes, his fingers trying to grab his wife beside him. I wanted to wake her up, I wanted to shout, but my throat seemed to be choked by something, and no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't scream.

Zhong Hansheng can say that in his life, he has never had such a terrifying nightmare again. He glimpsed in horror as the black threads gathered into an inky black, opening an even more terrifying void in the middle of the blackness.

The more Zhong Hansheng is afraid of what to see, the more he will see. Nervous, he sensed something must be in the middle of the gap. Sure enough, when his thoughts came out of his brain, a little bloodless and white gradually appeared in the void, and there was a strange sense of bewitchment. He couldn't help but watch the most terrifying scene in front of him.

Zhong Hansheng almost screamed hysterically at his wife in despair, and at the same time couldn't close his eyes, looking at it in horror, and when the things that came out made a series of shocking weird sounds, he actually showed half of his face in slow motion from under the black silk.

Zhong Hansheng looked at half of his face and made a weird and harsh sound, and slowly stood up with black hair like ink.

Zhong Hansheng tried his best to force himself to close his eyes, but his eyes seemed to be frozen at this moment, and he could only lock on the picture he saw in front of him.

Half of the face is hidden by black hair, revealing a little white. When the strands of hair that poured down became a human form, they stood in front of Zhong Hansheng.

Zhong Hansheng was even more difficult to get rid of the torture of fear, and he was shocked to see that his hair was wrapped in a slender and strange figure.

The sense of bewitchment in the dream continued to bind Bo Zhong Hansheng's thinking, and he couldn't control himself to get rid of the nightmare, so he could only silently accept the suppression of the nightmare.

Half of his face looked at Zhong Hansheng from the side, and his terrifying white face stood out even more under the black hair.

Zhong Hansheng couldn't describe the feeling at that time, just when he couldn't help but face half of his face in horror, the face suddenly said a word; "You're going to die......"

This sentence was full of magic, and Zhong Hansheng felt that when he heard this sentence, his entire body was numb. His mind sank into a blank, and he felt like an out-of-body empty.

Often, when a person makes a terrified roar, he will disturb the people around him. Zhong Hansheng didn't want to die like this, he tried to break free from the nightmare Shu Bo and let out a loud roar; "Ah...... Yes...... Ahh ”

"Hansheng...... Han Sheng ......"

Zhong Hansheng woke up suddenly, only to realize that he was not sleeping at home, but in the house of his lover Gu Li.

Of course, Zhong Hansheng didn't tell the story of having nightmares in the lover's house, he just said lightly that he was at home and had this kind of nightmare for several days in a row.

Nightmares are nothing, these are Chen Zhiqing's words to comfort Zhong Hansheng.

It was approaching dusk, and the three of them had not yet returned, and Zhong Hansheng felt a little worried.

Xia Laohan still resumed his usual silence, getting up from time to time to fill them with tea.

Zhong Kui stared intently at Zhong Hansheng with an obscure face, knowing that something must have happened to him, but he was unwilling to tell the truth. If he can't tell the truth, then no one can help him.

Regarding the nightmare story told by Zhong Hansheng, Chen Zhiqing thinks that it is not scary at all, and he wants to tell a terrifying true story. This true story is actually the incident that Liu Wengen told Zhong Kui.

Because there is an element of fear in the story, it will be afraid. Liu Wengen was born very timid, so he didn't tell Zhong Kui the whole story.

The crux of the story is that the people in the story find something wrong with the photo. There was an extra person in the photo, but he didn't get rid of the weird photo right away. Instead, I took it home and took it out from time to time to look at it, trying to figure out who the person in the photo was.

The photo was washed in two copies, one for each of the two people, which is puzzling. They both took out the same photo at the same time. And every time I look at the blurry avatar in the photo, the avatar seems to have vitality, and it gradually becomes clearer.

The more this is the case, the more the two of them want to see who this person is, and they really want to see what this person looks like. Is it a man? Or female? Or maybe it's not necessarily an exposure to the imprint.

The two of them also have a strange cold, they don't get better when they get old, and they don't take medicine to work. Particularly lethargic, sleeping for hours at a time, day and night. This strange situation directly affects the normal life of two people.

The family persuaded them to go to the hospital to check, but they did not go out after entering the hospital, and went directly to the morgue.

Later, their family members told Zhiqing that the photo was obviously not with the two of them, but they saw the two of them holding the photo in their hands and looking at it at any time.

A photo is still a photo, and what others see in the eyes of others is an ordinary photo, two people standing side by side in a dimly lit space.

But what they saw was a different feeling, the blurred avatar became clearer and clearer, as if it was slowly approaching them.

After they died, they still held the photo in their hands, but there was nothing in the photo, not even the image of the two people. It was completely two pieces of black paper, which frightened the families of the two families and threw the two pieces of black paper in the trash.

Hearing this, Zhong Hansheng and Xia Laohan each fought a cold war, but Zhong Kui still looked indifferent.

Several people are still in a worrying atmosphere because of the nightmare and photo incidents. The space fell silent immediately, and Zhong Kui suddenly said: "The two of them have been taken away, and naturally there is no image in the photo." ”

Zhong Kui's words shocked Zhiqing and the others to look at each other, and glanced at each other. didn't dare to speak, they still knew about Zhong Kui, a person who survived the tomb was not a normal person in the first place. Moreover, his words are also logical, if they are not explained in this way, then why does the photo appear in that situation? What is even more bizarre in the world is that after the death of the two people in the story, the photos disappeared, which is not an ordinary coincidence.

Time passed minute by minute, and Zhong Kui did not say anything more.

No one mentioned the photo anymore, Chen Zhiqing looked at the time and felt that it was not too early. Those three shouldn't get lost or anything.

"Zhong Kui, where did you separate from them when you broke up?"