A dream nested in countless dreams flooded into his mind. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info He was startled and looked to the ground.

On the floor, pinches of black hair were scattered in a haphazard manner.

Am I dreaming or am I awake?

Shi Yuan thought.

When people dream, they don't necessarily know that they are dreaming. But when you are awake, you must know that you are awake.

It suddenly occurred to him that in all those countless dreams, he thought he was awake.

He shook his head and grabbed his towel to wash up.

Open the door, enter the hallway, and walk in the direction of the bathroom.

The bathroom was right next door to his room, a few steps away.

The bathroom door is usually open, but now it is tightly closed.

There was no sound inside, there should be no one.

Shi Yuan stretched out his hand to the doorknob, intending to open the door.

Suddenly, he felt as if there was something in the door.

"Who's in there?" Shi Yuan asked loudly.

No response.

He unfolded the perceptual domain.

There was nothing in it. There are no black shadows, no white shadows, and no gray shadows.

But he just felt something in it.

He felt that there was a huge hairy thing clinging to the door, rubbing incessantly.

He seemed to hear the sound of fur rubbing against the door panel, but he didn't. He felt the door tremble, but it didn't seem to tremble.

He looked at his watch, and it was 6:42 a.m. Usually, he is the first of all to get out of bed, and everyone else is still asleep.

He's been standing in the bathroom door for three minutes.

Suddenly, he felt as if footsteps were coming from the first floor. He immediately ran to the top of the stairs and looked down.

He didn't see anything.

After a slight hesitation, he made his way to the first floor.

The kitchen is on the ground floor and is semi-open with unobstructed views. Looking in the other direction, the corridor on the first floor is deep and dark, and it seems that there is no end in sight.

Opposite the corridor is the storage room. Shi Yuan once hid inside with Luo Yasen, Wang Fangchuan, You Lanxiao, and Lin Jianyuan. Of course, at that time, he didn't know that Yu Lanxiao was a ghost.

The pantry didn't bring him good memories, and he didn't want to go there. Also, no one should run into the storage room early in the morning.

Although thinking so, Shi Yuan still walked to the door of the storage room by surprise.

The moment I walked to the door, a familiar feeling welled up.

He felt that there was also a huge hairy thing behind the door of the storage room, and it was also rubbing against the door.

Suddenly, a cat meow came from inside. However, the sound sounded extremely distant, and even if the cat was at the innermost end of the storeroom, the sound it would never have been so far away. But Shi Yuan felt that the cat was in the storeroom.

"Shi Yuan?"

A voice suddenly came from behind him, startling Shi Yuan. He looked back and it was Royasen.

"Why do you walk without sound?" Shi Yuan asked.

"It's you who are too focused. What are you doing? ”

"There's a cat in there."

"Cats?"

Luo Yasen's expression changed, as if he remembered something.

"What's wrong?" Shi Yuan asked.

"Nothing. If a cat gets into the storage room, it should still be taken out. ”

Shi Yuan didn't speak, he felt a little strange.

The meow of the cat continued, and Royasen heard it too.

The two of them just stood at the door of the storeroom, not moving, not speaking, their eyes fixed on the door.

After a while, Royasen said, "Open it and see? ”

"Maybe we misheard." Shi Yuan said, grabbing the doorknob.

But he didn't open the door. For some reason, he was a little nervous.

"There shouldn't be anything...... Shi Yuan said.

"Maybe......" Luo Yasen's expression was also a little nervous.

In the end, they still didn't open the door to the storage room.

According to Shi Yuan's instructions, Qi Xiuyuan went to the gym at eight o'clock for physical training. She thought she would see Shi Yuan there, but when she entered, there was no one, and a strong sense of loss hit her again, and she practiced absentmindedly for twenty minutes before going downstairs.

At half past eight, breakfast started on time.

No one spoke, and everyone seemed distracted.

Shi Yuan recalled the dream that was nested with an unknown number of layers, and still felt a little trance. He suddenly felt that he had just felt a huge hairy thing at the door of the bathroom and storage room, as if it was also a dream.

He suddenly began to wonder if the meal he was eating now was also a dream.

A woman's shout faintly came from outside. Everyone listened carefully, and it seemed that they were shouting "Lao Hao".

"Old Hao! - Lao Hao! ――”

A woman's crying voice grew clearer and clearer from far and near. Anyone could tell that the woman was extremely anxious, and she should be looking for someone.

They also heard the woman's footsteps.

"Old Hao?" Shi Yuan repeated in a low voice.

The footsteps of the shouting faded away, and then they were no longer heard.

That woman is Deng Zhixiang. She woke up in the morning to find that her husband was gone. Originally, this was not a big deal, but Deng Zhixiang found a pool of blood on the floor at the bedroom door, and she suddenly felt a buzzing in her brain, and the whole person collapsed to the ground in fright.

When she came to her senses, she rushed out of the house like crazy and began to look for her husband. From the west of the village to the east of the village, I walked all the way to the gate of Yang Fenghe, the secretary of the village committee.

"Secretary Yang! Secretary Yang! Deng Zhixiang slapped Yang Feng and the door of his home desperately.

Soon, Yang Fenghe ran out in a hurry.

"What's wrong?" Yang Fenghe asked.

"Our old Hao ...... He's gone! ”

"Gone?"

"That's right! Moreover, I found a lot of blood on the ground...... Blood ......"

"Take me there!" Yang Fenghe didn't ask any more questions, and motioned for Deng Zhixiang to lead the way.

There is no police station in this small village, and if there is a big or small incident on weekdays, the villagers will go to the village committee. However, the former village chief An Fuqiang was short-tempered and self-righteous, and the new village chief was not familiar with it, so everyone would go to Yang Fenghe first.

Ten minutes later, Deng Zhixiang and Yang Fenghe passed by Luo Yasen's house.

Because he always felt that something was wrong, Shi Yuan stood by the window and observed. When he saw Deng Zhixiang and the others, he became alert. He felt that Deng Zhixiang's actions seemed to have something to do with their next mission.

"Let's go out and have a look." Shi Yuan said and picked up his backpack.

Luo Yasen looked at him, then at the others, and said, "Okay, then let's go together." ”

Soon, all six people walked out and followed Deng Zhixiang and the others to her home.

"What are you doing here?" Yang Fenghe saw Shi Yuan and the others, and said suspiciously.

Luo Yasen casually lied and confused the past. Yang Fenghe nodded and didn't say anything more.

Deng Zhixiang looked at Luo Yasen, and his face suddenly changed.

She remembered the fire many years ago. On that occasion, Royasen walked into the burning house, and no one saw him come out, but the next day Royasen appeared in front of everyone intact, as if he had never walked into the fire.