Chapter 25: What is it like to wake up from a dream with a smile?
In the room, in addition to many human skins, there was also a long-haired woman sitting on a chair trembling and shivering.
The long-haired woman turned her back to me, trembling not because of my presence, but as if she couldn't stand some kind of painful torture, and wisps of blood flowed down from her body and gathered under the chair.
The blood on the floor surged like a living thing, condensed into bloody hands that gripped Rapunzel's ankles as if they were going to drag her into the pool of blood.
"Don't ...... I don't want to go to that place......"
"I was wrong, I don't dare anymore......"
The long-haired woman trembled and screamed, her voice was very weak, her legs kept struggling, the white dress was gradually dyed red by her bloody hands, and the long-haired woman's voice became weaker and weaker, and she couldn't hear anything if she didn't get close to her.
I walked up to her and looked at her very calmly.
She has no eyes, no nose, no mouth......
It was like a white skin covering the face, and when the pain was struggling, the outline of a painful woman's face emerged under that layer of skin.
"Help me...... I don't want to go there, don't send me there, I really didn't want to hurt you, it was just a joke we played on you......"
Before she could finish her sentence, the broken whetstone in my left hand was gently pressed against her head.
"Don't, don't ......"
Swish!
The skinning knife in my right hand was gone, and a boning knife with a blade of seven inches and six minutes appeared in my hand, piercing the faceless woman's neck directly, and her miserable wail came to an abrupt end.
Immediately after, the faceless woman was like a deflated ball, quickly shriveled, her body kept shrinking, and she was quickly swallowed by the broken whetstone.
And the puddle of blood under the chair was like boiling water at this time, surging up wildly. The bloody hands were also waving wildly, as if angry, and grabbed at my shins, and a great pulling force appeared, as if to drag me into the pool of blood.
"There is a law in the yang, and there is an orderly ...... in the underworld"
The black sigil on the broken whetstone in my hand flickered, and my voice became thick and deep, and the boning knife in my hand seemed to have undergone some strange change at this point.
"Enough!"
At this moment, a cold drink came from the door.
The figure of the little girl in red appeared at the door, her little face was cold, her eyes were cold, and she stared at me deadly.
"The law of the two worlds of yin and yang, I can't control it here, this is the territory of the old lady, since they all live here, you have to abide by the rules of the old lady!"
After the little girl in red said this coldly, her eyes became extremely scarlet, her jet-black hair gradually turned blood-red, and there was a small blood-red bell in her hand.
"Jingle Bell Jingle ......"
The blood-red bell shook gently in the hand of the little girl in red, and the crisp sound seemed to have a special charm, and the pool of blood under my feet contracted wildly, and many bloody hands quickly disappeared, as if they had entered the first floor from the floor.
And I frowned slightly, the crisp sound of the bell made me feel very unhappy inexplicably, and I stepped out towards the little girl in red.
The little girl in red's face changed drastically, and she shook the blood-red bell even more.
Just as I was about to continue walking towards the little girl in red, I felt a strong feeling of dizziness, like falling from a high altitude into the abyss, a feeling that I was familiar with, a sign before waking up.
"Don't forget to give me overtime pay, and besides, the working meal is too simple, can you be more generous?"
At this moment, I said what was in my heart, and I was no longer in that state of joy and sorrow in my dream, just like a migrant worker who longed for his boss to increase his salary, and this sense of expectation was very strong.
The little girl in red's eyes widened and looked at me in a daze, forgetting to shake the blood-red bell in her hand.
"Good!" When she came to her senses, she looked at me with a complicated look and nodded fiercely.
I laughed and ......
Then I woke up from my dream!
What is it like to wake up from a dream with a smile?
I don't know what kind of dream I had, lying in bed, looking at the already bright sky outside the window, trying to remember what kind of dream I had last night, I was able to wake up laughing.
I vaguely remember that I seemed to have a nightmare last night, but the contents of the dream seemed to be peeling away from my brain's memory and getting more and more blurry.
Surely sleepwalking did something out of the ordinary again?
I hurriedly got up and examined the broken whetstone and the two knives, and there was nothing out of the ordinary, and the room was exactly as it had been before I went to bed last night.
I breathed a sigh of relief and laughed at myself, "I've been under a bit of mental stress lately, and I'm suspicious!" ”
Some experts have said that normal people will have four or five dreams a night, but after waking up, they basically don't remember the situation in the dream too clearly.
After stretching, I washed up, went out and came to the door of room 309, and knocked on the door of Mo Li's room gently.
The door quickly opened, and when I saw me standing in front of the door, I clearly noticed Mo Li's eyes shrink suddenly.
"Something?" His smile was forced, as if he was guarding against something.