Chapter 23: Orchid (4)

(Continued tomorrow)

"How?" I asked the fat man. By this time, the tongue was already a little hard and a little disobedient.

"How do I know?" The fat man was also frightened. As I stood behind him, I could already see how much his body was trembling.

"Holy shit, aren't you a fucking grave robber? Haven't been like this before? ”

"In this case," said the fat man, "yes, don't look her in the eye. ”

This person is sometimes susceptible to suggestion. The fat man said that he couldn't look at the eyes of this female ghost, so I subconsciously looked up and looked.

The female ghost seemed to know my movements, and even slowly raised her head. The hair scattered on his forehead gradually spread out as his head was raised, revealing a pair of dark eyes.

There are no whites of the eyes, and the entire eye is black. That's the first thought that comes to my head.

Before I could react, there was a bang in my head. My legs went limp, as if I had been struck by lightning, and I pounced directly on the fat man.

The fat man was caught off guard and fell to the ground by me, and reflexively turned to look at me.

The fat man saw that I slowly stood up and stepped over to the female ghost and hurriedly called out to me. At this point, I can't think about it anymore. There was only a vague thought in my head, I wanted to go.

Seeing that I didn't pay attention to him, the fat man also got up from the ground and grabbed my arm.

Come here. Wei Cheng, come here.

A woman's voice suddenly sounded in my head. The voice is very light and very soft. It's as refreshing as a mountain breeze blowing in the heat of summer.

Uncontrollably, I looked up again to meet the female ghost. And after this time I looked at each other, I couldn't take my eyes off again.

Looking at the female ghost's eyes that were so dark that they seemed to hide an endless void, I seemed to see several men.

"Man." I muttered, stunned the fat man behind me.

In the eyes of the female ghost, I saw the plank road full of coffins in the depths of the ancestral hall. There were eleven men walking down the boardwalk, carrying or carrying things. The man at the head wore a miner's lamp on his head, and his face showed a very worried look. At the end of the line were two relatively young men, who looked to be about thirty years old, and looked very familiar. I saw the two of them walking at the back of the line, talking to each other, and looking up at the man in the lead from time to time. After a while, I heard one of them say something.

When I got to that place, none were left.

I was startled when I heard this, and then another thunderclap exploded in my head. The scene shifts to a dimly lit room surrounded by stone slabs. (Later I learned that it was a burial chamber) and there were a lot of people lying in pools of blood in the room. I couldn't see what those people looked like. Intuitively, I knew that these people must be the same team walking on the boardwalk.

They were killed?

In the darkness I saw three blurred figures standing with their backs to me. They also held a dagger in their hands that was still dripping with blood.

It's the two of them! My heart shuddered. I've seen two of these three figures, the last two in the line!

The picture suddenly paused, and the figure in front of me turned around and walked slowly towards me.

As they turned, their faces began to clear.

Ah Fa? Ah Cai? I cried out. No, Ah Fa and Ah Cai are the same age as me. But no matter what these two people in front of them say, they are in their thirties. It can't be the two Ah Fa brothers. But how can you explain that they look so similar?

I was about to ask who they were. Before I could speak, one of them, who looked very similar to Ah Fa, raised the knife in his hand and smiled at me. Said:

You see this, and you're going to die.

Before I could react, a bright light flashed in front of my eyes. Then I felt myself being thrown high and then fell to the ground with a thud.

And the moment I hit the ground, I saw that my body was still standing in place.

I tried to scream, but I couldn't scream no matter how hard I tried. The blur in front of me was back to its previous blur, and it began to float a little bit of light. The screen begins to rotate.

In the increasingly blurred vision, the figure that had been facing away from me finally turned slowly. But before I could see the man's face clearly, my brain exploded with another thunderous sound. Immediately after that, his brain froze, as if something had been pulled out, and suddenly his eyes went dark.

In the darkness I kept falling, falling and falling.

Why the hell do you keep falling down, did I commit suicide by jumping off a building in my last life? My heart said. After a long time of falling rapidly, I finally saw the light. As the light approached, the light became more and more dazzling.

I jerked my eyes open. The light in front of me forced me to close it again.

"Hey, wake up." The fat man said.

Fatso. I said in my heart, and then I began to think about the name.

Fat man, I damn it, the fat man was also killed? No, why can't things be connected? Think again

"Hey." The fat man patted me in the face, "Don't pretend to be dead when you wake up." ”

Playing dead? I was stunned for a moment, closed my eyes and said, "Fatty, don't lie to yourself." It's all dead, and it makes no difference whether you pretend to be dead or not. ”

The fat man was stunned by my inexplicable words. He touched his head, and then he touched my head again, but I pulled it away.

The fat man thought for a while and seemed to have figured it out. said: "Damn, neither of us is dead." ”

"Not dead?" I asked, "But I'm clear."

"Nightmare." A voice next to him said.

"Ran?" I heard her voice and opened my eyes instantly. "You're dead too?"

The fat man next to him was stunned again, and asked, "Hey, I said, why do you seem to be happy when you hear your tone?" ”

"Get out." I sat up from the floor and looked around. I found myself and the fat man still on the stone steps. Lan sat two or three levels in front of me and looked at me.

"Damn, I'm really not dead?" I asked the fat man.

"You seem disappointed?" The fat man asked me rhetorically.

I quickly shook my head and asked the fat man what was going on.

The fat man pouted at Lannunu in front of him and said, "You're lost in nightmares. ”

"Gone?" I saw that the fat man didn't say any more after saying this, and hurriedly asked.

"You scream at the man, and then you faint. Then my Sister Lan appeared. The fat man said and then pointed at my feet and motioned for me to look.

I looked down and saw that the head of the female ghost in white was lying quietly at my feet. I was startled and reflexively jumped to the side.

"Tsk," the fat man smacked his lips with a look of adoration. "My Sister Lan is awesome. One kick in the air -- just one kick. Kicked the nightmare's head away. ”

A kick? Kick fly? I turned my head to look at Lan, only to see her right hand over her left arm. A strip of blood-stained cloth was tied to his left arm.

"Nightmare." I muttered, "That mythical nightmare?" Damn, then why am I the only one who is hooked, why are you okay? After speaking, I paused, and did not forget to sarcastically mock the fat man: "Is it because I am more handsome?" ”

"Fuck you." The fat man snorted, "You're hooked because you look into her eyes." - Didn't I remind you not to look at her eyes, fat man? I don't have a long memory. If Sister Lan hadn't appeared in time, let alone you, even the fat man would have had to get in. ”

I also snorted and said, "You? Who the saw that shaking like chaff? Do you still have the face to say about me? ”

"This nightmare is condensed from the resentment in the tomb, not a mythical nightmare." Lan said, "This kind of nightmare is good at demagoguery, possessing the living and escaping. ”

I couldn't help but be curious when I saw Lan Shuo's indifferent face. This Lan seems to know a lot about this. And one kick can kill nightmares in seconds. Who the hell is she?