"Ahhh

I sat up screaming, my pajamas soaked in cold sweat.

Panic, incomprehension, and apprehension were mixed together, and they violently struck my soul.

It was only with great difficulty that I could suppress my almost collapse and stop screaming, and I moved my stiff neck and slowly looked around.

That's right, being in your own bedroom, the sound insulation is good, and even if you scream, you don't attract a maid.

It would be miserable if I were given a sedative for a mentally ill person, and I don't want to have nightmares again.

The clock is displayed at midnight 0:33 a.m.

"Whew, it's a dream, it's not real, but the dream is too real, right? It's scary. ”

Muttered, comforted himself, and .......

His body stiffened suddenly, and it seemed that he heard a nervous tense 'click' sound in his head.

My left hand landed on the futon, but it felt cold and hard to the touch, which was not the way it should feel at this moment.

Trying to adjust my breathing and consciously close my mouth, I knew in my heart that I couldn't show panic, and once I lost my temper again, I would still be injected by the doctor sitting in the manor, no matter what you saw.

It all boils down to the mental illness 'visual hallucination'.

I slowly lowered my head and looked to the left-hand side.

My heart was so tight that I could hardly breathe, and I was afraid that when I looked down, I would see some terrible sight.

At this moment, my brain can't control itself at all, and the horror movies I have watched in the past are rushing in.

For example, in a horror movie, as soon as the protagonist bows his head on a quiet night, he will face a miserable white face twice as big as a normal person, and the other party's dark eyes without pupils are looking straight up from the bottom up.

Another example, after looking down, what you see is a monster with a mouth full of fangs, the kind that is covered in armor and kills like hemp.

These thoughts entangled my heart like a poisonous snake, tight, suffocating.

"Whew!"

With a sigh of relief, my eyes fell to my left, and I saw a black oval token and a foot-long rosewood sword case.

It's not a ghost, it's not a scary monster, it's normal.

Wrong!

Normal, huh? Isn't this the dungeon's patrol token and the blissful daber? Tomb bell 63 gave me something, that is, the scene that I woke up and concluded to be a nightmare, in fact, actually happened? Sky!

One hair after another stood on end, and I half-sat there, looking down, I don't know how long it had been.

The worldview that I have built up for more than 20 years has completely collapsed!

Faintly, I felt it, a weird, strange, cruel, terrifying world, like a prehistoric monster opening its huge mouth, I could peek into one or two inside.

But do I agree to this terrible thing? No, it was too much to forcibly expose me to the world of horror, right? Is there anyone else?

I picked up the two items with a trembling hand, opened the sword case to take a look, and sure enough, the black dagger stayed quietly inside, and everything was real.

Such an unnatural event is really happening in front of my eyes, even if I want to deny it, if I want to go back to yesterday, it is impossible.

One step into the world of horror, and then thinking back has become a luxury.

I secretly don't know how many sentences I complained, the No. 63 tomb bell from the underworld, even if he wanted to find a substitute for the rogue patrol, why did he catch me? I'm just an ordinary person, okay?

Or do you mean, look at me as a bully?

Jiang Zhao is looking for a fake brother to find my head, okay, it's only been three months, and the No. 63 tomb bell has also found me? One after another, you can't partner to bully people?

The Jiang family is too powerful, if I am not obedient and don't participate, it won't be difficult for people to erase me, but it will only be a phone call to make me disappear.

I had to deal with the drudgery of 'imposting the rich and the young', in fact, I was always worried that the other party would tear down the bridge after crossing the river.

This trouble can't be solved, and the weird Tomb Bell 63 has tied me to its ship again.

But well, this is an inhuman event, how dare I disobey? It feels like if you don't agree to the request of Tomb Bell No. 63, the end will be even worse.

Whether it's the Jiang family or the tomb bell, it's not something I can say 'no'.

I'm such a small person, I have to know each other to live.

"Damn it!"

Secretly clenched his fists, this feeling of not being the master is too uncomfortable, one day, if there is a chance, he will definitely be against the guest.

My eyes narrowed dangerously a few times, and I knew that I could only accept my fate now.

Loosening my fist, I pondered for a moment and went to the locker room to find a special body armor.

This high-tech body armor weighs only half a catty, but it can resist the penetration of sniper bullets, which is the most advanced body armor in the world, and even better, there are many sturdy pockets designed in the placket to make it easy to put something that does not take up space.

I didn't want to wear body armor, but at the moment, this thing has a place to go.

After placing the patrol token and sword case in the pocket inside the body armor, I felt uncomfortable sticking to my pajamas soaked in cold sweat, and I wanted to take a shower.

I had just taken a few steps toward the bathroom when I stopped suddenly, and then, in horror, looked around.

There were so many frightening things that I didn't realize until then that the bedroom was dark, the lamps were not turned on, the curtains were heavy, and there was no starlight or moonlight, but why, in the field of vision, the clarity was comparable to that of the evening?

Although it is a little muddy, it can barely be seen clearly, which is equivalent to the illumination of a low-power desk lamp at night, which cannot catch up with the daytime, but it is enough.

"Is this real nocturnal sight?"

I was so surprised that I stood there with my mouth wide open.

After blinking his eyelids more than a dozen times, he finally determined that it was either an illusion or that he could see at night.

In the bedroom at this moment, ordinary people look at it, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they can't see their fingers.

But when I look at it, although it is a little hazy, I can still see it in five or six minutes.

Could it be that this is also part of the well-being of the new officials? It's just that Tomb Bell No. 63 felt that this matter was too trivial, so he didn't remind me at all? ”

With such a thought in my mind, I can only explain it like this.

Slippers pulled on and rummaged through new pajamas.

I pondered for a moment, then tossed my pajamas back into the closet.

After tonight, the world has changed, and God knows when you'll see something weird? There are many inconveniences in pajamas.

I found baggy jeans and a voluminous shirt, grabbed my body armor, and walked to the bathroom.

You can't let the Ranger Token and the Black Short Sword get too far away from you, for safety reasons, you can only be insured by doing so, even if it is a lot more troublesome.

Now that I have night vision, I don't turn on the lights.

Gently walking to the door of the bathroom, I pushed the door open, looked left and right, walked past the mirror embedded in the wall, first relieved myself, and then took off my pajamas, and as the hot water sprayed from the shower, the tiredness and tension were relieved.

Tilt your head and let the moderately warm water fall on my face, trying to use this action to soothe the anxiety in my heart.

In the past 20 years, it has not been easy to build a barrier of worldview, and it has collapsed so completely overnight that it requires a process of adaptation.

"Whew!"

I snapped my eyes open and reached out to close the water valve, my ears nervously erected.

Although there was a static interference from the flow of water, he really heard a strange movement.

The sound was faint, but it fell into the ears, quite irritating.

My muscles were throbbing, my eyes were rolling uneasily in my sockets, and I slowly reached over and wrapped the large bath towel around my body.

After thinking about it, I buttoned the body armor on my body, and secretly, I silently opened the sword box and took the black short sword inside into my hand, which made me feel a lot more stable.

"Who's there?"

Glued to the bathroom door, my voice trembling.

The sound just now, it seems, came from there.

No one answered me.

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and my throat was on fire.

Stepping out of the tub, I was barefoot on the cold tiles without slippers.

The cold feeling made me sober up a lot.

took a few breaths, but his brows jumped in horror, because, between gasps, he saw the white mist?

Then I realized that my body was shaking.

"Giggles!"

The frozen teeth slammed into each other and made a sound.

For some reason, the temperature in the bathroom dropped a lot, making me feel like I was in the middle of a cold winter.

A terrifying aura permeated every inch of space, an indescribable pressure acting on the restroom.

Shut my mouth tightly and don't let my teeth continue to hit, I don't want to make any more noise.

I approached the door step by step, scabbard in my left hand, hilt in my right hand, thumb on the button at the swallow.

Once you find that the momentum is not right, the short sword will be unsheathed immediately, no matter what kind of evil thing it is, eat a sword first!

Inexplicably, I trust the object given by the No. 63 tomb bell.

On the other hand, I don't have anyone or anything else I can trust at the moment.

As for myself? It was a louse on the bald head, and it was an ordinary person. At best, it's just a copycat version of a rich boy, and in the face of any unnatural phenomenon, it's all food delivery.

In this way, if I don't rely on this short sword, what should I rely on?

Closer, closer, I'm at the door.

There was no second movement, and nothing terrible was seen.

With a little peace of mind, I tilted my head and pressed my ear to the door, listening carefully to the movement outside.

Dozens of seconds later, I looked up.

It's quiet outside, like a mound, what's so unusual?

"Could it be that it's really auditory hallucinations?"

Muttering, halfway through the shower, I was interrupted, and I was in no mood to continue, so I turned and walked back, ready to put on my jeans and shirt.

As I passed by the mirror, I suddenly felt something strange, so I turned my head to look at the mirror.

"Whew!"

Gasping, my eyes widened!

In the mirror, on my right shoulder, there is a very slender and small looking foot!

Woman's feet.

The miserable white feet, the old toenails painted with red oil, exuding a cold mist, stepped on my shoulders eye-catchingly!

Suddenly, the thriller swept over!

It was nailed there like a stone statue, and I forgot to scream, I didn't look up, and I didn't even move a single step.