Third Night......

Fourth night.

Every night, he would dream of jumping off a building. Every night that passes, I will drop an extra layer down. Zhou Jia became a little hysterical from the beginning of being indifferent. He didn't know where the dream came from, and why he kept having it.

Also, he still doesn't know. Where is the building that fell in the dream?

It's definitely not the neighborhood you live in. Because Zhou Jia has lived in this community for more than ten years, the neighbors have all met. And all the faces he saw in his dreams were unfamiliar.

What scared Zhou Jia the most was that in his dreams, he couldn't see where he would fall. Since it's a building, there will be a last floor. What happens when the dream self falls to the first floor?

And just like that, the days went by day by day. Zhou Jia also became more and more frightened. Accustomed to this kind of thing, it seems that in that dream, it doesn't work. Zhou Jia was so scared, he was desperately looking for the building in his dream.

And so it passed for nine days.

On that day, Zhou Jia, who had no intention of working and was scolded by the boss and almost lost his job, returned home tired. He opened the shoe cabinet and stuffed the leather shoes inside, and inadvertently, that strange picture floated out.

Zhou Jia's gaze fell on the photo of Fei Fei without focus, and suddenly, the whole person was stunned.

Seeing that photo of himself, he was expressionless, but he didn't know when he showed a weird smile. Nine of the ten rows of symbols that were originally filled with an oil-based pen have disappeared.

Only the last row remains.

This! What's going on? Oil-based pens are difficult to wipe off and do not volatilize. It is said that if it is written on paper, as long as the paper is not broken, the handwriting will not disappear for a hundred years. But it's only been a short nine days, how can you say that there is no and there is no more?

Suddenly, big drops of cold sweat broke out on Zhou Jia's forehead. He was scared!

What's the point of the last row of weird symbols?

Zhou Jia sensed that something was wrong. Could it be that the dream, not just a dream, actually has some connection with this photo? Otherwise, why do nine rows of symbols disappear after nine days of dreaming?

He connected to the Internet, took a photo of the symbols, and sent it to an online store that specializes in recognizing ancient texts. After the price increase was expedited, the shopkeeper quickly gave Zhou Jia an answer.

It was actually a mixture of ancient seals and golden inscriptions, which is often referred to as ghost painting symbols. It is a text written by the people of the yang world for the people of the underworld.

The rest of the text in the photo has a very simple meaning

- Last night!

The last night? Zhou Jia was frightened. Could it be that tonight in my dream, I will fall to the first floor of that building? But what will happen to you after that?

No matter how he thought about it, Zhou Jia felt that it would definitely not be a good thing.

In a cold sweat, he took a magnifying glass and searched for the strange photo. He really found the clue. In the photo I don't know when I took it, there is a building faintly. It's small!

Zhou Jia took a closer look with a magnifying glass, and finally saw the name hanging on the roof of the building.

- Seagate Tower.

The Seagate Tower is in the city where he lives, and it's not too far from the neighborhood where he lives. Regardless of the tiredness of work, Zhou Jia grabbed the photo like crazy and went downstairs.

By the time he drove downstairs to Seagate Tower, it was late. Night fills the world.

The office building was darkly lit and silent.

The building was built quite a few years ago and has only 10 floors. The bottom four floors are office buildings, and the top six floors are residential apartments.

Zhou Jia secretly bypassed the security guards, went upstairs along the safety staircase, and came to the tenth floor.

There was nothing on the tenth floor, not even a person living in it. One of the innermost units is open. The wind blew through the security windows of the unit building, creaking the doors.

Zhou Jia walked over with trepidation and glanced inside. At this glance, his heart was instantly frozen.

It was empty, but the window directly opposite was that window, and Zhou Jia was very familiar with it.

Every night! Every night! In his dream, the window he jumped down from was the one in front of him. The windows were exactly the same as in his dreams, old, green and even inexplicably gloomy.

Zhou Jia panicked. He swore he had never been to this building. But why does he keep dreaming of landscapes he has never seen before? Reason told him that if he wanted to escape, he had to flee as soon as possible.

But, perhaps, he can't escape!

At some point, there was a sound of the door shutting behind me.

Zhou Jia turned his head in surprise, his eyes widened. Obviously, a second ago, he was still outside this door, but when did he enter the room?

And the door was also firmly locked, so he couldn't hit it no matter how he hit it.

Zhou Jia rubbed his aching shoulders and kept looking around the room. There was really nothing in this empty room, not even one window, and I don't know how long it had been vacant.

Just as he was about to find something to pry open the door, suddenly, the mountains shook. The room shook violently.

"What, what's going on?" Zhou Jia hurriedly grabbed the doorknob with his hand and tried to stabilize his body.

But things were clearly getting worse, and something that made him more frightened and desperate, and something more beyond common sense had happened.

The whole room was turned 90 degrees. It was as if an invisible, huge hand had pulled up the whole building and wanted to pour the beans out of the window.

Zhou Jia desperately grabbed the doorknob, but as a clerk, he didn't exercise much and persevered for a while, and finally couldn't hold on. In another violent tremor, he fell to the window and fell out of it.

He, again, is missing.

Keep falling.

Fall to the ninth floor. He saw a man looking at him in surprise.

Descending to the eighth floor, he saw a wife with a mole on her mouth looking at him in horror.

7th Floor......

6th Floor ......

He kept falling and then slammed down on the first floor. Brains are splashing.

At the last moment of consciousness, Zhou Jia seemed to see something that he couldn't understand at all. His eyes saw a company on the top of the building, and a familiar name of an Internet company hung on the outer wall.

That's the company. It was at that online company that he bought a sandalwood bead bracelet.

As if returning to the light, Zhou Jia remembered the warning of the boss of the Internet company - "Our store is a ten-year-old store, and it has always been 100% praised." If you want to know why, just give a bad review! ’

Now, Zhou Jia finally knows why there is no online store

- Bad review!

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