I barely swallowed a mouthful of saliva and tried to get the lighter out of my pocket, but after fumbling for a long time, I realized that I had come out in my pajamas. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Just when I didn't know what to do, a glimmer of light flashed in front of me, but the woman was gone, and it was not the space in the elevator, but a dark alley.

This alley seems similar, but at the moment it is so unfamiliar.

Meow!

As a result of this, a cat meow sounded from the corner, followed by a small black shadow jumping up a low fence on the right.

I thought it was the black cat again, but when I looked closely, it was a colorful little cat.

Under the wall is a typical Jiangxi traditional courtyard.

In a trance, I walked in, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the woman standing at the end of the narrow, dark hallway.

Her back was facing me, and her long hair was blown by a light breeze blowing from the side, making people feel an inexplicable chill.

Around her was a circle of faint candles, and upon closer inspection, the candlesticks turned out to be the skulls of Bai Sensen.

I counted the number of human skulls, and there were thirteen in all.

A baker's dozen? Why thirteen? Does this mean anything?

Moreover, I carefully found that the thirteen skulls were placed on a huge world map, which looked a little old, and the name of each province could be vaguely seen.

A flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, could it be that this map shows the location of each of the thirteen calamities of the Netherworld?

Looking along the map, sure enough, a skull was placed in Hangzhou, Wanshoulin and Longhu Mountain.

My eyes raced across the map, noting down the locations of these raids, seven of which were out of the country!

Hey, why did this woman take me to see this? Could it be that she is not a murderer, but has something to do with the Thirteen Tribulations of the Netherworld?

I felt like I was confused.

I was looking at the map carefully, when suddenly a cold wind blew from the back of my neck, tickling.

A chill instantly rose from the soles of his feet.

I slowly turned my head away, and there was a long hair in front of me, and from under the long hair came a gloomy voice: "What are you looking for?" ”

A faint flame sprout rose from front of his eyes, highlighting a crumpled old face.

She grinned and stretched out her sharp fingers and grabbed my neck......

"Ahh

I woke up to a dream.

Yet the dream was so clear that it seemed like reality. Especially that alley, where should I have seen it.

After a moment of contemplation, I slammed my head and scolded myself for being confused.

Isn't this the alley behind the hotel? Just passing through there, no wonder it's so familiar!

But is it really just a dream?

Remembering the map I had seen in my dream, I quickly took out my mobile phone and turned on the network, found a map of the world, and found all the locations of the thirteen robbery sites on it with my remaining memories.

Oh, my God! And so it was!

So, I was even more curious to know the identity of the woman.

Got out of bed and came to the curtain, and when I went to the side, a fierce ray of sunlight pierced in, dispelling the gloom in my heart.

When I turned my head to look at the wall clock on the wall, it was nine o'clock in the morning.

I went to the other two rooms to wake them up, but Xinya and Shoujing were already sitting in the restaurant on the ground floor waiting for me.

After a hurried breakfast, I barely stopped my chaotic thoughts and dialed the phone of Guo Wei, the captain of the criminal police, to inquire about the progress of the case.

Unexpectedly, Captain Guo's voice was very depressed, and it seemed that the situation was not optimistic.

It turned out that the technical department had already called up all the portrait files from the city bureau and compared them with the appearance of the woman in black one by one, but unfortunately failed to find a matching file.

After hanging up the phone, I was going to go to the scene of the crime to take another look.

It wasn't nosy, but my gut told me that most of the murder that happened last night was related to the woman, who told me about the Thirteen Netherworld through a dream.

If that picture is true, then why didn't she tell me in person?

After going downstairs, I walked around the hotel, and I didn't find anything unusual, but the alley behind the hotel exuded a strange atmosphere.

The small town of Jiangxi in winter is very cold, standing at the mouth of the alley, you can vaguely feel the slightest cold air from the inside.

After walking about 20 meters into the alley, I stopped to look around and frowned.

This small county town is not a large developing city, and many old houses from the 50s and 60s of the last century can be found everywhere.

The alley is squared on both sides, interspersed with several low-rise buildings with two floors. The winter trees are withering, but I always feel that the light here is very scarce, as if the sun can't get in at all.

Looking back, the inside and outside of the alley are two completely different worlds.

At this time, even an ordinary supernatural enthusiast knew that something unusual was happening in the alley.

Shoujing held a compass in his left hand and a peachwood sword in his right hand, and walked cautiously.

The alley is not short, winding, about 200 meters.

Perhaps because of the cold, the residents took refuge in their houses, and the whole alley was silent.

After walking for more than thirty steps, I suddenly heard a resentful voice floating from the corner in front of me: "There is a wrong...... Creditors are in charge...... Don't come to my old woman......"

The voice seemed to come from the mouth of an old man, mixed with whimpering and sobbing, like a ghost floating in the silent and dark alley.

My heart moved, and I ran in the direction where the voice came.

At this time, a puff of smoke slowly rose from one of the courtyards on the right, and it was from there that the sound came from.

Walking there, I froze.

Everything in the compound was almost exactly the same as what I saw in my dreams!

What's going on?

I felt that unusually familiar intuition in my body, and I couldn't help but think of a mysterious truth that had happened in history.

Lincoln, the great president revered by Americans, was assassinated on April 4, 1865, just before he had a dream that happened in the same way as he saw it in his dream.

In the two or three days before the assassination, Lincoln had told some of his closest people about his nightmares. In the dream, he came to the silent White House and heard many people crying sadly. He came to a room with a blank face, and saw a stretcher in it, on which lay a corpse, and many people were crying around the corpse. So he asked, "Who died?" One of the guards replied, "It's the president who died." A few days later, the nightmare came true in reality, and Lincoln was assassinated and killed by assassins in a theater. This is a prophetic dream, similar to the Taoist fugue technique. Perhaps, Lincoln's brain waves entered the legendary fifth dimension after the body slept and saw his own future. So, are you going through all of this right now? (To be continued.) )