Everyone has a nightmare in their hearts.

Yu Wenxuan thought that he had forgotten him.

But now this man, the man in the field of biology, who should be called his father, appeared before his eyes.

Yu Wenxuan is not a popular person, he behaves perversely, recklessly, thinks strangely, and in general, he is incompatible with human society.

From childhood to adulthood, he brought extremely bad feelings to the people around him.

Among those Yu Wenxuan knew, he was often mentioned along with the word danger.

For example, if the villains and ghosts have faces, what everyone imagines in them must be Yu Wenxuan's face.

He's someone else's nightmare.

However...... Few people know that people who give others nightmares often suffer from more nightmares themselves.

Although he is a monster in the eyes of others, he is also a tragic and pitiful victim.

And the one who harmed him was the man in front of him.

His father.

Is this an illusion?

Or is it reality?

Yu Wenxuan forcibly suppressed his heartbeat, which had become violent from fear and anger, and looked at him carefully.

His physiognomy...... It's the same as I remember.

Medium-heightened, wearing a blue overalls with a wide, old belt around his waist. The arms are thick, and you can see the muscles protruding ribly on the shoulders and arms.

He has no hair, thick and black stubble, a round face, thick and messy eyebrows, eyes that seem to be smiling, and a large mouth, giving people a sense of boldness.

His fingers were thick, and there was black mud between his fingernails.

It's him......

Anger and fear burned Yu Wenxuan's heart, and the dagger had subconsciously slipped into his palm.

His honest appearance can't hide the heart of a madman, and Yu Wenxuan will never be able to forget it......

How frightened he and his mother are living in his shadow.

However, he should have died, in an accident, an accident that the police couldn't find the cause.

Why is he here?

Did the devil do it......

"Xiao Yu...... Come here. ”

A strange and familiar voice appeared.

Yu Wenxuan stared at him, his eyes flashing with various emotions.

A sense of realism that was about to collapse made Yu Wenxuan a little breathless.

He gripped the dagger tightly, feeling a dizziness in his brain.

The figure blocking the alley was staring at him coldly.

They're all dead......

Still won't let me go?

The terrible memories of his childhood came to his heart, and Yu Wenxuan shivered rarely.

And as many have speculated about him.

Yu Wenxuan is indeed not afraid of ghosts, and he has never dreamed of ghosts in nightmares.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't have something to fear.

In fact, when he was a child, Yu Wenxuan had the same nightmare every day, and that nightmare started after waking up.

This middle-aged man, who is not very tall, has buried an incomparably deep psychological shadow for him.

But now...... He's grown up.

When he was in high school, he plotted to murder him, murdering his own father.

Now that almost ten years have passed, there is no reason for him to be afraid.

Fear this apparition created by a ghost.

That's right, it's a phantom.

Yu Wenxuan was very sure that the man in front of him had not become a ghost, but that the ghost had read the fear in his heart, and then painted the illusion created by the gourd.

"I'm coming, father."

Yu Wenxuan squinted his eyes and walked towards him with a smile.

The man at the entrance of the alley stretched out his hand, and a hint of satisfaction seemed to flash in his eyes.

However, just as Yu Wenxuan was about to approach him, Yu Wenxuan suddenly made a move!

"Whew-"

A cold light flashed, and the middle-aged man's eyes widened.

A crack appeared diagonally in his face, and a large amount of blood spurted out in an instant.

Blood rushed to Yu Wenxuan's face and body, but he didn't dodge or dodge, still looking at him with a smile.

The middle-aged man opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but half of his head suddenly fell off and rolled to Yu Wenxuan's feet.

His body stood still, and on the remaining half of his face, the eyes were full of doubt, still staring at Yu Wenxuan.

Yu Wenxuan looked at him quietly, but his breathing gradually became heavy.

He's not as relaxed as he seems, not ...... It was even more difficult than killing all the thirteen members of that family.

"Hoo ......"

Yu Wenxuan exhaled a breath of turbidity and looked condescendingly at the half of his head that rolled to the ground.

"You used to be my fear, but now, even if you're dead, I'm going to be your nightmare."

Yu Wenxuan wiped the blood on the dagger with his index finger, and was just about to withdraw his gaze.

However...... A mutation has occurred.

Half of the head that rolled at his feet suddenly drilled out a blood-colored bud.

Before Yu Wenxuan could react, the sprout quickly grew and spread, and more sprouts were born.

In the blink of an eye, half of the head on the ground was already covered with dense blood-colored flesh buds!

Like centipedes, they propped themselves on the ground, lifted the half of their heads, and quickly climbed up the body of the middle-aged man, crawling back into the remaining half of the head.

Then, under Yu Wenxuan's incredulous gaze, dense flesh buds burrowed into the other half of his head, as if the most astute surgeon was performing surgery, and the blood-colored flesh buds quickly stitched up the wound between the two stumps.

Less than ten seconds...... He was restored again.

He seemed to have forgotten what had just happened, stretched out his hand towards Yu Wenxuan, and said in a strange voice, "Xiao Yu, come here." ”

Yu Wenxuan's pupils shrank, he stared at the middle-aged man in front of him, his eyes showed incomparable resentment and hatred, this villain, this brute!

His eyes are extremely familiar, seemingly gentle, and honest, but in fact he is even more cruel and terrifying than the most vicious thugs......

"!!"

Yu Wenxuan couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, he waved the dagger frantically, stabbing the middle-aged man's face, throat, and heart one by one.

The blood shot wildly, and soon dyed Yu Wenxuan into a bloody man.

But Yu Wenxuan still tirelessly thrust the dagger, and the flesh and blood were scattered everywhere......

The whole crazy murder process lasted three minutes.

When Yu Wenxuan stopped, the middle-aged man had turned into a pile of minced meat.

Blood flowed all over the ground, and Yu Wenxuan's hand holding the dagger trembled slightly, but his expression was extremely happy.

"Hahaha......"

"Come to life...... Come back to life and show me? ”

Yu Wenxuan's face was full of middle-aged man's blood, looking like a madman.

However...... Something terrible really happened.

Blood-red flesh sprouted from the ground and wriggled and tangled with each other.

They quickly coalesced into a lump of flesh, and in Yu Wenxuan's crazy eyes, a scarlet crack appeared on the lump of flesh......

When Yu Wenxuan looked into the crack, a pair of eyes were also looking out of the crack......

"Ding—"

The dagger fell to the ground.

Yu Wenxuan's pupils trembled wildly, he looked at the head growing out of the mass of flesh in disbelief, and said in a trembling voice:

“…… Mother? ”