"Dream back to the illusory fairy and demon island, the fairy and demon tower on the fairy and demon island, the fairy and demon flower at the top of the fairy and demon tower, it takes ten years for the fairy and demon flower to bloom, and the flower blooms ten times for a thousand years. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

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The painting spirit opened his eyes in horror, but the room was quiet. At this point, it's still midnight. There was still darkness all around.

The painting spirit took a deep breath, and then a deep breath, she wanted to stabilize her frightened mind and nerves.

After his emotions stabilized, he closed his eyes and opened them again. She tried to see everything around her. However, when the painter moved her eyes to the window, she quickly closed her eyes. Then, in a panic, the painting spirit tightened the quilt on his body. She tucked her head deep into the covers. The painting spirit was so frightened that she didn't dare to make a sound again, she didn't even dare to breathe loudly, she didn't dare to move, she just curled up in the quilt, trembling and waiting for the dawn.

Hua Ling felt that there was still a long time before dawn, and she was so scared. She curled up in the covers and shivered. The painting spirit suddenly remembered, although it was not yet dawn, there was a light in the room! Do you want to turn on the light and take a look? Because she was afraid that turning on the light would make the dangerous thing outside the window pay more attention to her, and she was alone at this time, she didn't dare to turn on the light.

She thought again, her phone was on the table on the bedside table next to her, should she go and get it? Because she felt something dangerous outside the window of the room staring at her, not like a human, was it a ghost?

The curtain was drawn, but the painter could feel the ghostly thing sticking to the window with its huge face, and staring at her through the curtain with its horrific eyes. The thing seemed to be able to see her through the curtains!

The painting spirit was too frightened to move. She just hid under the covers, not daring to look at the window again. Painting Ling thought, fortunately, she had a quilt to hide, hiding in the quilt, she seemed to feel that she had hidden in the golden bell jar that the ghosts couldn't enter, so it seemed to have a sense of security, and the quilt seemed to be able to protect her.

The mobile phone on the bedside table, the painting spirit must not dare to take it. Even if she could get her hands on her phone, who could she call at midnight, who could she let save herself? The first person she thought of was her boyfriend.

However, it is too dangerous now. How could she let the only one come to save her at this time? How could the painting spirit be willing to let the only one take this risk? How dangerous it was on the road! Even if there were no ghosts on the road, the only one came. Isn't the only thing about entering this room to face this danger with her? What will happen to the ghosts outside the window of this room?

What kind of goblin is that? vampire? or zombie? or lonely ghost? Oh my God!

The painting spirit trembled and trembled, but gradually sleep came to her, and she fell asleep again.

"Dream back to the illusory fairy and demon island, the fairy and demon tower on the fairy and demon island, the fairy and demon flower at the top of the fairy and demon tower, it takes ten years for the fairy and demon flower to bloom, and the flower blooms ten times for a thousand years. ”

This nursery rhyme from the dream sang in the ears of the painting spirit again. The painting spirit knew that she had entered that terrifying dream again.

She wanted to wake up, she wanted not to have this terrible dream, but no matter how she struggled, she still entered the dream.

"It seems that the struggle is futile. Well, it's a dream, what's so scary? I'm in the bell jar! I'm not in danger. I'll be fine. The painting spirit said to the blurred image of himself in the mirror in the dream.

Mirrors? How can there be mirrors here? Everything in the dream is bizarre, but there is a mirror that looks normal and has no frame standing there. There was darkness around the mirror, and only the mirror was shining.

However, the painting spirit in front of the mirror in the dream did not see himself in the so-called golden bell cover. The mirror vaguely shows the painting spirit standing in front of this mirror. The painting spirit tried to see clearly, but he couldn't see clearly. Although he couldn't see clearly, he still said something to himself in the mirror to encourage him not to be afraid.

But what was going on? What about the quilt, what about the bed, what about the room? It seemed that there were all of them, and the painting seemed to be standing in an empty space.

Just when the painting spirit felt strange, there was a sudden change in the mirror. What changes is the ever-changing phantom in the mirror. At this time, there is no image of the painting spirit in the mirror. The painter couldn't make out what was in the mirror, and the mirror suddenly began to flicker. Moreover, the scene in the mirror began to shake.

What's going on?

Frightened by the situation in front of him, the painting spirit took several steps back. But the painting spirit didn't dare to retreat, because in the dark, she couldn't see what was behind her, and she was afraid that something terrible would happen behind her.

The painting spirit stood there trembling alone, not daring to move. At this moment, oh my God, the painting spirit realized that what was in front of her was not a mirror without a frame, but a giant crystal ball!

The rest of the huge crystal ball is round, except that the part in front of the painting spirit is rectangular in plan. She thought it was a mirror, but it wasn't. No wonder the painter couldn't see her image clearly, it was only because it wasn't a mirror but a plane of a crystal ball.

At this time, the crystal changed again. When she saw that it was a crystal ball, she boldly approached again.

In front of the painting spirit, in the crystal ball, a huge sea surface appeared. The deep blue water looked a little eerie in the dim light. The painting spirit saw that the sea in the crystal ball was constantly shaking.

She suddenly felt as if she was on a wooden boat, as she could hear the "creaking" of the wooden boat and the sound of the sea swaying. Wave after wave of the sea came. The sea was so foggy that she could only hear the sounds but not see her surroundings.

How is it that this sea is not like the kind of sea that the painter usually sees, which is vast and blue under the bright sunshine, and can make people feel open and calm? The damp, fresh smell of the sea and the smell of sunshine that can be smelled on the beach before cannot be smelled here. All you can smell here is the cold, salty, damp seawater. At this time, all the painting spirit can feel is mystery and unease.

What a terrible feeling! The painting spirit looked around with wide eyes, but he couldn't see anything clearly.

The sea was filled with a thick mist, and the damp and cold air was filled with an unknown smell of danger.

In the dimness, the painter could not tell whether it was dusk or early morning. As far as the eye can see, there seem to be some indescribable and unintelligible objects in the distance, and even the outline cannot be seen clearly.

Just as she was at a loss, something seemed to glow in front of her.

"Dream back to the illusory fairy and demon island, the fairy and demon tower on the fairy and demon island, the fairy and demon flower at the top of the fairy and demon tower, it takes ten years for the fairy and demon flower to bloom, and the flower blooms ten times for a thousand years. The nursery rhyme sounded again. The nursery rhyme came from far away from that place.

Are there kids singing nursery rhymes? Is there anyone there?

No, you can't be fooled, maybe it's a youkai.

However, this nursery rhyme, the painting spirit seems to have heard it many times in his dreams. What is sung in a nursery rhyme?

At this time, a wave hit, and the painting spirit was so frightened that he quickly took a few steps back. It was then that she realized that she was sitting on a wooden boat and not standing.

The waves brought with them the cold, salty smell of seawater that I had just smelled.

She shuddered, and then she noticed that the fog had faded and she could see the plank. At this time, the painting spirit found that the planks of the boat beside her were wet with the seawater. The painting spirit quickly stood up, otherwise the water would spread out as the waves fell on the ship's board, wetting her clothes.

Standing up, the painting spirit was surprised to find that the ship was not what she thought, it was just a small dilapidated wooden fishing boat, it was a huge pirate ship!

On the ship's mast, on the huge, broken pirate flag, the pirate's peculiar skull motif was looking at her hideously. It felt as terrifying as the goblin in front of her room window staring at her!

The painting spirit gasped in fright, and then felt so sad that he wanted to vomit.

Could it be that the skull on the pirate flag was staring at her in front of the painting window? Thinking of this, the painting spirit calmed down for a moment, and then, she silently read to herself:

"This is so bizarre! Oh, no! Dreams, it's bizarre! What are you afraid of! Painting spirits, what are you afraid of! It's all hallucinations! It's all dreams! The real self is actually in the warm quilt. It's a golden bell jar? Don't be afraid, you're dreaming! Not afraid, not afraid, well, not afraid. ”

Thinking of this, the painting spirit nodded to himself, and then said to himself:

"But, pirate ship! It's amazing! I never thought I'd dream of a pirate ship! Why don't I go and see what it's like in a pirate ship! What are you afraid of? I'm in a dream! I'm not in danger, I'm not afraid!"

As a result, the painting spirit began to be less afraid. The painting spirit thought, what is a pirate ship in the fog of the sea in a nightmare?

The painting spirit looked at the exterior of the ship. Oops! Looks in disrepair. It is estimated that the ship has not been repaired for hundreds of years.

The hull was dilapidated, and many of the wooden structures on board had rotted away. Even the pirate flag was tattered in the dim air, swaying in the breeze.

"Oh, it's an empty ship, isn't it? There don't seem to be pirates. And it seems, oh, oh my God, I see, is this the legendary ghost ship?!"

Thinking of this, the painting spirit was surprised for a moment, and then thought:

"In the nightmare, I was actually on a legendary ghost pirate ship?Wow~~ This is too cool, isn't it? If I wake up, I can tell the only one, see how cool my dream is? Great!" Thinking of the painting spirit here, the fear just now turned into the excitement now.

After thinking about it again, she smiled, feeling so happy!

However, when she was about to take a good look at the pirate ship, when she walked to the deck leading to the entrance of the pirate cabin, the painting spirit still felt a pang when she heard the sound of "knock, knock" on the wooden deck.

"Even if it's in a dream, it's too realistic, isn't it?" Even if it's not dangerous, it's still very scary to face this situation alone! He has more ideas than himself!

Do you want to open the cabin and go in? This ship has probably been secretly drifting at sea for hundreds of years? I wonder if there are any ghosts in the cabin of this pirate ship? Open the cabin and there will be some kind of skeletal ghost wielding weapons rushing out, right?

Oops, forget it, still don't. I don't even have a weapon, and even in my dreams, I'm still scared. I still don't want it, I don't have to watch it!

Alas, if the only thing he could do was to laugh and laugh at the story he told in his dreams? Would he envy himself in his dreams? Will he? What if he doesn't? Then he will scare himself half to death, forget it, or don't look at it. ”

Thinking of this, the painting spirit looked around. She really couldn't find any weapons that could be used at hand. It is a miracle that this wooden ship, which has endured strong winds, rains and waves at sea for hundreds of years, still exists at sea.

She thought that if she accidentally damaged any of the ship's structures, the ship would collapse, it would be too dangerous. Thinking of this, she turned and walked back to where she had been, and then she took a few steps back so that no more waves would wet her clothes.

At this time, the painting inspired the sea breeze to start blowing violently. In mid-air, the pirate flag hoisted high and the worn-out sails on the mast fluttered violently in the wind. The sound of agitation mixed with the howling of the sea breeze sounded terrifying.

The painting spirit is so scared. Moreover, she felt very cold, and the cold sea breeze poured ferociously into her clothes, and her hair was blown up by the sea breeze. The fierce sea breeze made her face hurt a little. The painting spirit covered his face with his hand. She wanted to change her position to escape the fierce, cold sea breeze.

It was at this time that the painting spirit accidentally noticed that the fog in front of her was not so thick, probably dispersed by the sea breeze. Just ahead, the painting spirit seemed to see clearly the flickering place, where there seemed to be a hazy island, and there were shadows of trees on the island.

Something is shining on the island!

"Ah, what a good baby? Hehe, show it to the only one now, he will definitely envy me!"

Thinking of this, the painting spirit smirked. But, soon it occurred to her that idea:

"Oops, I almost forgot, this is a dream. How can you really get any good treasures? When you wake up from the dream, there will be nothing! Oh, well, it seems, the only thing you can't see. It's a pity. Oh, no, I'm a painter, I can draw it and show it to the only one! Yes, alas, I am not brave enough to go into the cabin of the ghost ship, otherwise I can paint it for the only one.

But what can there be? Treasure? Can there be treasure? Forget it, it's not worth the risk. Well, there must be skeletons, the only thing I don't want to see this! I don't want to draw that terrible skeleton! However, the island in front of me is not bad, it seems to have trees, and it would probably be good to sketch! The only thing to look at is probably no problem, right? The island, I can see a lot of islands in reality. I really haven't seen any dream islands! Hehe!

Thinking of this, the painting spirit looked ahead, as if it was still far from the island. The painting spirit sighed. The wind is so chaotic that it doesn't seem to be able to blow the boat over!

The painting spirit sighed in disappointment and thought, "Let's wake up quickly!" So, the painting spirit pinched his arm. However, although she felt a lot of pain, she still did not wake up, and she was still in a dream. The painting spirit looked at the glittering island in the sea in front of him.

It's useless? Then pinch your thighs! Well, yes, pinch your thighs. So, Hua Ling pinched his thigh, it really hurt! However, despite the pain, she showed no signs of waking up. Because the painting spirit can still see the sea in front of it and the islands that glow faintly in the sea.

"Oh, it's over, I didn't wake up! It's not a way to float like this on the sea in my dreams! Wake up quickly! Wake up quickly!" said the painting spirit to himself.

However, nothing helped. Seeing that this was useless, she thought, since she was in a dream, it would be better to try to hope that the sea breeze would blow her boat to that island, right?

Just as he was thinking about it, he felt that the direction of the wind had suddenly changed, and the wind was blowing the boat like the island. It's amazingly fast! In the blink of an eye, I'm close to that place. Wow~ Painting the spirit thinks, it turns out that his thoughts are in his dreams, and they really work~

Thinking of this, the painting spirit changed from frustration to pride.

was proud, and then the nursery rhyme sang again:

"Dream back to the illusory fairy and demon island, the fairy and demon tower on the fairy and demon island, the fairy and demon flower at the top of the fairy and demon tower, it takes ten years for the fairy and demon flower to bloom, and the flower blooms ten times for a thousand years. ”

"Ah, I see! This is what I often hear in my dreams, the fairy and demon island sung in this nursery rhyme, right? Then, that flickering, is it the fairy and demon flower on the top of the fairy and demon tower? Then you have to see it! What does this fairy and demon flower look like? Draw it down and show it to the only one! But how can there be children singing nursery rhymes? What about people? Fairy and demon flowers? Are they fairies or demons? How can they be called fairy and demon flowers?"

Thinking of this, Hua Ling shook his head to himself and said, "Hmph, my own dream, but I don't say anything in my dream, I'm afraid of this and that, I'm really useless!"

While the painting spirit was muttering, the ship was already moored in the shallows of Immortal Demon Island.