Jiang Wuche has experienced this feeling many times, all of which appear when entering or leaving the dream.

Woke up from a dream?

Or did you enter another dream?

Jiang Wuche secretly pinched his thigh.

"Shhh It hurts.

This must have been in a dream.

Because in reality, I wouldn't be so brain-dead that I pinched myself so hard to see if I was dreaming.

Or the table at the time of the meeting and the eerie back garden.

Except for An Zhixiao's disappearance, everyone else didn't look unusual.

Nothing can be done just to go back to the room and sleep.

Obviously he had just woken up, but Jiang Wuche still felt a strange tiredness.

When you sleep in a dream, you don't know what will happen.

You may wake up from a dream, or you may not be able to sleep at all, or you may just blow up like in MC hell.

Everyone went back to their rooms to rest after eating, and it didn't seem to be anything unusual.

However, when you are full, you go to sleep, isn't this the life of a pig?

Of course, in this case, you can still have the mind to rest, which is already the biggest problem!

Jiang Wuche was silent and followed Yu Qian back to the guest room to rest.

At a corner, the two happened to be in the blind corner of each other's line of sight.

Jiang Wuche just wanted to say something, but found that he had no way to open his mouth at all.

There was a chill behind him, and before he could turn around, he felt a tingling pain. Looking down, a dagger had pierced his body.

It turns out that death is such a feeling!

There wasn't much pain, just a chill that went deep into the bone marrow.

He staggered around, but what he saw was a woman's sneering face.

Jiang Wuche suddenly found that he could speak: "Who are you!?" ”

He didn't ask why.

If you contact Fang Cai An Zhixiao and don't know whether it's true or not, you can know the reason.

"A man who doesn't want to die." Her expression stiffened.

The woman's expression was indifferent, trying to hide her fear and trembling.

Jiang Wuche fell in a pool of blood on the ground.

After the world swirled, he returned to the sink in his guest room.

"Oh my God, have you brushed your teeth to look in the mirror for so long?" Fu Ziqi's voice of despair came from behind him.

Jiang Wuche glanced out the window, it was almost seven or eight o'clock, and the time on the watch was more than twelve o'clock, so there was no problem.

"What a rush!" Jiang Wuche didn't have a good airway and walked out of the bathroom.

As soon as Fu Ziqi saw that he had come out, he immediately jumped in: "I'm in a hurry, can't I?" ”

Lying ......

"Shall you go out and have a look?" Jiang Wuche asked Yu Qiandao.

"The door won't open." She said.

"Crunch—"

Jiang Wuche opened the door.

Yu Qian fell into a kind of honeyed silence.

The houses in the manor are not large, and it is not easy to provide five rooms.

It's still exactly the same environment.

Jiang Wuche secretly pinched his thigh again.

Well, this time it's definitely true, and it doesn't hurt that much.

Someone from the opposite room also came out.

Double ponytails, denim-colored sweatshirts, and black hot pants underneath, revealing white flowery thighs. The face is full of collagen, full of youth, and it looks very eye-catching.

Jiang Wuche looked a little familiar with her.

Fang just stabbed himself to death in a dream, and it seems that this is the thing.