Fang Rui is really about to be driven crazy in the past few days, just like the famous movie "Inception" at that step, he can't tell the difference between dream and reality, and every day is muddy. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Finally, that day, Fang Rui stepped into the innermost room on the fourth floor.

It's the mourning hall.

It's different from what Fang Rui imagined. In Fang Rui's impression, the mourning hall should be cloudy and windy, full of wreaths, and directly above is a personal photo like "Mona Lisa's Smile" but in black and white, with the word "Lay" or "mourning" written in a big book. The coffin is placed in the center, and there are tablets, incense tables, and candles in front.

But that's not the case in this room. The whole room looks clean and tidy, and the black and white portrait is not as weird as the Mona Lisa. Underneath the statue is a tablet, an incense burner, and two burned-out candles. There was no coffin in front of it, but a boxy urn.

Fang Rui felt that this room was far less terrifying than Qin Xingwen said. After taking a closer look, although the room was very clean, it had fallen a thick layer of dust, it seemed that since Qin Xingwen's family left, he never came back, and no one came back to see Qin Xingwen's grandmother.

Fang Rui was also anxious for a while, after he died, would he be like Qin Xingwen's grandmother, who was forgotten by everyone in a certain corner and no one mentioned it.

Thinking of this, Fang Rui simply cleaned the ashes, found out the incense in the hole under the incense case, lit three sticks, bowed three times to his grandmother, and solemnly inserted the incense into the incense burner.

As a result, after Fang Rui worshiped his grandmother, he made a new discovery.

Behind the incense case, there seems to be something. Fang Rui walked over and dragged that thing out, seeing the familiar appearance of that thing, Fang Rui's mind seemed to be struck by a bolt of lightning, and terrifying memories instantly poured out!

"You don't sign for me. Wow.. Villain! ”

It was the doll that Fang Rui had seen in his dream at that time, which didn't look like a person!

Fang Rui's hands shook in fright, and the doll fell to the ground.

But this time there was nothing abnormal about the doll, and it didn't cry or make trouble, just like an ordinary doll.

Fang Rui's heart was pounding, and he squatted down tremblingly and picked up the doll.

The eyes of a doll are traitive, that is, they will move on their own depending on the posture of your hand. This was particularly strange in this quiet room, and Fang Rui kept feeling as if this doll was staring at him.

"Or I didn't like these things since I was a kid, they look horrible." Fang Rui gently patted the soil off the doll's body, and then put it on the incense table.

The corners of the doll's mouth that seemed to be smiling and the eyes that seemed to be staring at him still made Fang Rui's heart furious, and after bowing to his grandmother a few times again, Fang Rui ran out of the room as if he was running away.

Looking at Fang Rui's figure of running away, the doll seemed to be smiling with a treacherous look.

On this day, nothing else strange happened, and Fang Rui slept peacefully. But when he got up the next day, Fang Rui found that he had started his old life again!

That day was repeated.

When Fang Rui went to the mourning hall again and picked up the doll again, Fang Rui completely confirmed that this was really another day repeated!

After all, this doll was found in the back of the incense case. And this villa is only lived in by himself, and it is impossible for anyone to come in and throw the doll on the ground again. Besides, even if it is thrown on the ground, the dust on the doll will not be as heavy as it has not been cleaned for several years.

What's even more terrifying is the appearance of that doll!

The doll's expression wasn't smiling this time. It's like crying.

Although there was no sound, the doll's weeping face evoked a feeling of distress.

Seeing the doll's crying face, Fang Rui was frightened, remembering that it wasn't like this before, what's going on? The doll fell to the ground again.

This time, he didn't even bow when he left, and even threw himself out of the room.

After another night, Fang Rui found in despair that time had been reset again!

The time on the phone still shows the time when I went to the mourning hall for the first time that day. For a long time, it can always drive a sane person's spirit crazy.

Fang Rui, who returned to the mourning hall again, was already ready.

Come on! I'm not afraid of you! Fang Rui secretly cheered himself up.

When he picked up the doll behind the incense case, Fang Rui was scared away again without interest.

This time, the doll has no face.

There are no facial features on the face, only a blank space.

Fang Rui didn't know why the face of the doll would change every time he went to the doll, but no matter why, Fang Rui didn't plan to enter that mourning hall again.

After escaping, Fang Rui breathed a sigh of relief. Fang Rui tilted his head and thought about it, and decided to do something in the afternoon, do something that he hadn't done in the past few days, and see if he could escape from this dream as terrifying as "Horror Cruise".

Therefore, Fang Rui, who escaped from the room, sat in front of the computer and opened Word.

Then Fang Rui easily entered the crash state, allowing the computer to play freely.

When it was approaching night, Fang Rui regained consciousness, looking at the dense text in the word, Fang Rui smiled happily.

This time the writing time took a little longer, Fang Rui took a brief look, and the length of the story was indeed longer than the previous two short stories.

After Fang Rui finished tidying up, he continued to upload it regularly.

After dinner, Fang Rui hurriedly went to sleep. He couldn't wait to see if he would repeat it tomorrow.

Nothing was said all night.

When he woke up the next day, Fang Rui picked up his mobile phone and looked at it, seeing that a day had passed, and he had not repeated yesterday again, he became excited on the spot.

I went to the mourning hall to take a look, and the doll that ran away by myself while still on the ground was still lying quietly on the ground, and her face was still blank.

Fang Rui slowly closed the door, bowed to his grandmother three more times, and then went downstairs.

Fang Rui returned to the study and turned on the computer, carefully read the third short story written by "himself" again, and changed all the unreasonable places in it.

"It's really a day and a night!" Fang Rui sighed.

In the third story, the protagonist in it, like Fang Rui, is trapped in an endless cycle of reincarnation, and only lives the same day forever, day after day.

It seems that Qin Xingwen is right, he thinks too much during the day, and at night he will have the same dreams about what he thinks during the day. And in the dream of the dream, it is probably that I am too tired.

Although Fang Rui comforted himself like this, in fact, this had nothing to do with the fact that he was thinking about it day and night. is like the novel written by Fang Rui when he was unconscious, he is not conscious, what is the relationship with Ri Yousi?

Of course, none of this is important, what matters is the third story. The name of the third story is called: "The Dream Eater".