"Once upon a time, there was a man who won a lot of money in a lottery and moved into a strange and luxurious villa, and since that day, he has had the same dream every night. In the dream, there was a demon who was covered in blood, with a cloak and ten fingers like hooks, chasing him, and every time he would flee under the bed and hide, and every time the evil ghost chased him to the bedside, he did not chase him, but slept on the bed.

As the days went by, the man became more and more afraid, so he went to invite a Taoist priest to ask what was going on in this place. As soon as the Taoist priest entered the house, he rushed directly to the man's bedroom and turned his bed board up, but the man saw a dried corpse nailed under his bed, and the corpse's face was smiling, not rotten or smelly, and there were not many corpse spots on the body.

The Taoist priest told the man that the corpse was sucking the yang energy of the person on the bed every night, and that the reason why the person had nightmares was because his time was numbered, and if it lasted for a few more days, when the corpse had absorbed enough yang energy, it would crawl out from under the bed and replace the person lying on the bed. And the man's dream will come true, he will never wake up again, and he will lie on the bed with evil spirits, and he himself will be nailed under the bed and become a new dry corpse.

When the man heard this, he was very frightened, and quickly thanked the Taoist priest for saving his life, but the Taoist priest said...... "Wang Xu stopped when he said this."

Elbert swallowed: "What did the Taoist priest say?" ”

Wang Xu smiled: "It's okay to tell you, today you make a bunk on the floor, and I will sleep in the bed." ”

Elbert hesitated, but finally agreed: "Okay, tell me quickly." ”

Wang Xu said with a gloomy face: "That Taoist priest said...... No thanks, in fact, I am also afraid that he will come out, because if he does, he will nail me back under the bed! ”

Elbert wiped a cold sweat after hearing this, and then consciously gave up the bed.

"Brother Wang, it's past eleven o'clock now, let's tell less of this kind of story......"

Wang Xu lay on the bed and put a big word, and moaned comfortably: "Are you afraid of this?" Then you're still a hairy ghost hunter? ”

Elbert said: "Those zombies, ghosts, demons, monsters and the like, even if they eat people in front of me, I am not afraid, but the story you told me made me creepy ......"

Wang Xu closed his eyes: "So, the most terrible thing in this world does not come from the senses such as sight and smell, but from the human psyche, as the so-called fear is born from the heart, and imagination is the source of fear." No matter what bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods, as long as you despise them spiritually and value them when fighting, there is nothing to fear. ”

Elbert nodded, it was estimated that it would take him half a day to digest Wang Xu's earnest teachings, of course, Wang Xu's words were also played on the spot, he just wanted to find something to talk about.

"By the way, I'll sleep for a while now, you won't sleep in the first half of the night, continue to monitor the entire inn with your spiritual sense, wake me up at about two o'clock, and I'll monitor you in the second half of the night."

Elbert replied, "Okay. So saying, he leaned on his backpack and lay down on the ground, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Wang Xu opened one eye: "Don't you fall asleep......"

"I used to be a vagabond, and I never slept deeply."

Wang Xu finally couldn't help but say: "Also, you must pay attention to Yanli next door, if something happens to this eldest lady, I will be very responsible." ”

Elbert responded, and stopped talking. Wang Xu didn't like to be verbose, so he fell asleep.

Unlike Elbert, Wang Xu is the kind of person who can fall asleep with just a dip on his head on a pillow no matter where he goes, so he quickly does not wake up.

Elbert closed his eyes and felt everything around him with his spiritual sense, the inn was four floors up and down, there were many rooms, he could feel the breath of all living beings, those souls were like candles in the night, as if they were close at hand, but yet far away.

Suddenly, a strange human face suddenly appeared in front of Elbert's eyes, like a little boy, but there was an indescribable sense of incongruity in that face. He opened his eyes suddenly, and found that he was no longer in the inn room, but in a villa, or rather, a large bed in this villa.

It was the first time Elbert had stepped into the ghost realm, and although he knew how it worked, he was still a little apprehensive.

He got out of bed and looked around vigilantly, using his spiritual sense to detect any soul reactions, which made Albert very puzzled, could this be a trick played by ghosts in the ghost realm?

Suddenly, his attention was attracted by the large bed in the middle of the room, I don't know if it was because of Wang Xu's previous story, or some unknown force, Elbert felt strongly that there was something hidden under the bed at this moment.

He couldn't suppress the strong impulse, and almost instinctively drove him to lift the bed, and at this moment, the scene in front of Elbert's eyes changed again, and he opened not the bedboard, but a coffin, and the person lying in the coffin was himself!

Elbert took a few steps back, trying to calm down, telling himself that these were just hallucinations, but the feeling of fear continued to attack his heart.

A child's hand came out of the corpse of "Elbert", it burst out of its belly, and its small fingers still hung its intestines, and then blood gushed out of the abdominal cavity, and in a few seconds it overflowed the coffin, and the body in the coffin was completely covered with blood, and the floor of the room became slippery, and when Elbert looked down, the blood had reached his knees.

Then a child gradually crawled out of the coffin, and Elbert could not tell whether it was male or female, nor could he see its appearance, for it was a bloody man, and he quickly melted into the bloody room after climbing out of the coffin.

Elbert felt his powerlessness deeply, although he already had the level of spiritual consciousness that could touch ghosts, but at this moment, he was at a loss, and there was nothing left in his mind but fear.

The ghost naturally did not leave him time to think, the blood had risen to his waist, Elbert found that there was not even a door in this room, he slowly approached the window, trying to break out of the window, but at the same time, he clearly felt a pair of small hands grasping his ankles, the strength of these hands was obviously not like a child, but more like a giant, Elbert's feet could no longer move.

He struggled, but soon realized that there was nothing he could do, and the blood slowly rose to his chest and neck, in which he could not exert his strength, not even to shatter the glass in front of him.

Eventually, blood flooded his head and poured into his mouth and nose, his lungs were failing, and consciousness was blurring.

Death has come silently.