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"Why are you a little overexcited when you hear my voice......"

Cheng Shen paused, a little muttered in his heart, he had seen too many deaths, at least he could tell that the person in front of him was not acting like an abused victim hearing the reaction of a savior...

"People in nightmares aren't normal."

Shook his head.

Cheng Shen endured the stench and searched around.

There were very few things in this house, and the two rooms inside and outside were empty, but he still had something to gain, and in a mess of hairs not far from the wooden bed, Cheng Shen found a sharp knife.

[Obtained: Nightmare Blade!] 】

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The prompt sound of the system also became distorted and sharp through the nightmare, which scared Cheng Shen into a hurry.

But when he tried to look at the knife, the handle of which was wrapped in a thick strip of dirty cloth, he couldn't see any of the weapon's attributes.

Cheng Shen thoughtfully.

Soon, he tore the clothes from the corpse into long strips, then used a sharp knife to cut the tip of the stick in his hand, and then dismantled the hilt, and inserted the shiny blade into the crack and tied it tightly.

And so it goes.

He was given a crudely made spear.

Cheng Shen's experience in using guns is much richer than that of wooden sticks, and it will be more convenient to kill people with bladed weapons.

"These can also be used ......"

Cheng Shen's mind turned, he threw the remaining strips of cloth on the ground, soaked in dirt mixed with human body oil, and stuffed it into his arms regardless of disgust, this thing may be used to make torches at the critical moment.

He then walked the same way out of the building.

"What the hell was that...... I didn't seem to be hiding from the people in the room at the door.

And it seems to know the pattern of the appearance of the blood-red ghost. ”

Cheng Shen turned his head.

His perceptual abilities were also unusable as his spiritual power was sealed, but his most ethereal intuition was much enhanced. Cheng Shen guessed that this ability may come from a certain trait of the deep soul.

And he is the consciousness body of the deep soul condensation at this moment, so this change will occur.

This is also the reason why he was able to detect the danger in time.

Squeak......

As he pondered, the door of the room he was staring at opened, revealing a pale face through the cracks.

The woman in the plain white dress had a haggard face, and she said to Cheng Shen with a hearty expression on her face:

"Daniel, you scared me to death! Have you forgotten that the Dream Demon appears at noon every day? It's good that you hid in old John's house in time...... Anyway, I haven't seen Old John in days......"

The woman chattered in a soft, cold tone.

It sounded like the concern of the aunt next door, but Cheng Shen didn't believe even half a word of her words.

There was at least four or five minutes between the time he left the house and the time the dream demon appeared.

She had plenty of time to remind herself.

And, most critically.

When the woman spoke, the malice contained in those bloodshot eyes was too obvious.

Cheng Shen only had the feeling of being stared at by a poisonous snake.

"Old John? He's dead. ”

Cheng Shen said directly, observing the other party's reaction.

"Dead?" The woman looked surprised, her body shrunk back, and a very strange smile appeared on her face, as if she was afraid of herself, and as if she was laughing at herself for doing something strange.

"No wonder. It's good to die, it's good to die...... But will it be a little too soon? ”

She asked curiously.

Early?

Cheng Shen didn't answer with a calm face, the other party seemed to think that Old John was killed by him, but the information revealed in this sentence was so strange that Cheng Shen couldn't guess the woman's purpose for a while.

Since coming into this world, he has experienced too many exchanges of asymmetrical information.

In his experience, when faced with such a situation, not answering is the best response.

Because you can't be sure how much the other person is saying it.

Say more,

There are many mistakes.

What's more, he is still playing the identity of a nightmare aboriginal at this time. Cheng Shen didn't know what trouble would cause him after being exposed, but since it was an uncertain thing, it would definitely not be wrong to avoid it as much as possible.

The woman's strange reaction cast a layer of fog on Cheng Shen's heart again.

His eyes flickered slightly, he lifted the spear with the blade wrapped in strips of cloth, and took a step towards the room where the woman was, and the woman immediately stepped back as if she was defensive, and her body disappeared in the darkness where her fingers were missing.

"Are you going to do it to me now? I advise you to think about it, I'm not as easy to deal with as old John! ”

"I Have a Catalogue of Ghosts and Gods"

She warned.

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Cheng Shen stopped when he heard this.

What discouraged him was, of course, not the threat of the woman, but the house. Cheng Shen didn't feel it when he faced the woman alone, but when he got closer, he inexplicably felt a strong crisis from that building.

The corners of Cheng Shen's mouth grinned slightly, revealing a hint of a smile, "I don't understand what you're talking about, I didn't kill Old John." ”

He was telling the truth.

But the tone of the expression is not sincere at all.

"Whether you killed it or not, we'll find out in the evening." The woman's cold voice came out, "It's still early for that day, I really don't understand why you want to do it in advance, your brain seems to be affected by laziness!" ”

"Huh."

Cheng Shen snorted noncommittally.

The woman's words made him hear some key information, these nightmare residents seem to be waiting for a fixed time, and as soon as that time arrives, someone will set off a killing in this town...

Who could it be?

The psychopath who imprisoned and abused Old John?

Or is it ......

Cheng Shen did not continue to talk to the woman.

He deliberately behaved arrogantly and made clichés, which was already a very risky move, because he didn't know what kind of person Daniel was before.

The more you talk.

The easier it is for him to reveal his true identity in front of women.

Cheng Shen turned to leave, and the conversation with the woman also gave him another important information, that is, the terrifying dream devil shadow just now, which would only appear at noon every day, at least he didn't have to worry about it next.

But.

Who knows how many other dangers like this are in this town......

The time for the Dream Demon to wander is noon.

It's past noon.

The town seems to have accelerated its evolution to the night hour.

The light became more and more dim, but the burning fireball in the sky became more and more conspicuous, and the pitch-black light shone on the buildings, setting off a dead silence, and there seemed to be an unknown wriggling in the shadows.

"The town is bound to become more terrifying at night, and it seems that the only way to avoid the risk is to stay in the building...... But if I don't get the medicine before the evening, I won't be able to go back to that horrible home......"

Cheng Shen thought to himself.

"To Old John's?"

His mind turned, but the woman's words just now made him a little more uncertain.

She was surprised that she had killed Old John "herself".

But this surprise did not come from why he wanted to kill Old John, but why he did it so early...... There was even a bit of schadenfreude in her tone, as if he had done something stupid.

And her reaction is undoubtedly to show that killing people in advance before that special time arrives will bring you a lot of trouble.

Where will the trouble come from?

Cheng Shen was not sure, and it was the inability to be sure that made him feel extremely jealous of the house that had died.

He only wants now.

The person who abused Old John couldn't really be Daniel before......

"Found it."

Cheng Shen stopped in front of a building, taller than ordinary dwellings, also made of earth and stone, with a steep spire covered with black tiles, and no emblems on the surface to show its effect.

Cheng Shen was sure because he smelled a bitter herbal smell.

Since there is a medicine factor, it is eight or nine and ten, at least it is more reliable than him continuing to search aimlessly.

The two wooden doors were closed closely, and the glazed glass inlaid on the doors revealed a faint glow.

Cheng Shen pushed the door in.

The strong smell of bitter herbs mixed with the surging rancid smell immediately poured out of the room. It was a long, narrow examination room with five beds on the right-hand side of the room, three of which contained a patient.

They were tightly bandaged.

Lie in bed.

Motionless.

And that familiar shape made Cheng Shen's heart tense instantly.

"Sick ......"

A word that He-man had repeatedly emphasized came to mind, that it was the most terrible existence in the deserted village except for the devil, and even in a sense, their threat was even more terrible than that devil!

Cheng Shen had seen Seaman's true body with his own eyes, and of course he was convinced of his warning.

He paused at the door for a moment before clutching his spear and walking slowly into the room. On the left shelf of the exam room are many bottles and jars filled with cloudy liquid, as well as sharp syringes that look like syringes.

Some of the syringes had been used, and the translucent glass tubes were viscous with blood, and some were greasy, yellowish-white liquid.

A door to the side of the examination room was ajar, and the dim candlelight illuminated the walking figures.

"Anyone?"

Cheng Shen asked in a soft voice.

The faint noise coming from the inner room immediately disappeared, and within a moment, an old man with a slender figure and dark yellow skin and wrinkles walked out inside.

He wiped it with a wet rag in his hand, and could see the slightest trace of blood.

"You're a little late today...... he said hoarsely, and then his gaze swept over Cheng Shen's hand, automatically ignoring the weapon in his hand, and asked calmly: "Why didn't you bring anything, I won't give you medicine if you don't give money." ”

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"Sick ......"

A word that He-man had repeatedly emphasized came to mind, that it was the most terrible existence in the deserted village except for the devil, and even in a sense, their threat was even more terrible than that devil!

Cheng Shen had seen Seaman's true body with his own eyes, and of course he was convinced of his warning.

He paused at the door for a moment before clutching his spear and walking slowly into the room. On the left shelf of the exam room are many bottles and jars filled with cloudy liquid, as well as sharp syringes that look like syringes.

Some of the syringes had been used, and the translucent glass tubes were viscous with blood, and some were greasy, yellowish-white liquid.

A door to the side of the examination room was ajar, and the dim candlelight illuminated the walking figures.

"Anyone?"

Cheng Shen asked in a soft voice.

The faint noise coming from the inner room immediately disappeared, and within a moment, an old man with a slender figure and dark yellow skin and wrinkles walked out inside.

He wiped it with a wet rag in his hand, and could see the slightest trace of blood.

"You're a little late today......," he said hoarsely, and then his gaze swept over Cheng Shen's hand, automatically ignoring the weapon in his hand, and asked calmly: "Why didn't you bring anything, I won't sell medicine if I don't give money." ”

"Sick ......"

A word that He-man had repeatedly emphasized came to mind, that it was the most terrible existence in the deserted village except for the devil, and even in a sense, their threat was even more terrible than that devil!

Cheng Shen had seen Seaman's true body with his own eyes, and of course he was convinced of his warning.

He paused at the door for a moment before clutching his spear and walking slowly into the room. On the left shelf of the exam room are many bottles and jars filled with cloudy liquid, as well as sharp syringes that look like syringes.

Some of the syringes had been used, and the translucent glass tubes were viscous with blood, and some were greasy, yellowish-white liquid.

A door to the side of the examination room was ajar, and the dim candlelight illuminated the walking figures.

"Anyone?"

Cheng Shen asked in a soft voice.

The faint noise coming from the inner room immediately disappeared, and within a moment, an old man with a slender figure and dark yellow skin and wrinkles walked out inside.

He wiped it with a wet rag in his hand, and could see the slightest trace of blood.

"You're a little late today......," he said hoarsely, and then his gaze swept over Cheng Shen's hand, automatically ignoring the weapon in his hand, and asked calmly: "Why didn't you bring anything, I won't sell medicine if I don't give money." ”

"Sick ......"

A word that He-man had repeatedly emphasized came to mind, that it was the most terrible existence in the deserted village except for the devil, and even in a sense, their threat was even more terrible than that devil!

Cheng Shen had seen Seaman's true body with his own eyes, and of course he was convinced of his warning.

He paused at the door for a moment before clutching his spear and walking slowly into the room. On the left shelf of the exam room are many bottles and jars filled with cloudy liquid, as well as sharp syringes that look like syringes.

Some of the syringes had been used, and the translucent glass tubes were viscous with blood, and some were greasy, yellowish-white liquid.

A door to the side of the examination room was ajar, and the dim candlelight illuminated the walking figures.

"Anyone?"

Cheng Shen asked in a soft voice.

The faint noise coming from the inner room immediately disappeared, and within a moment, an old man with a slender figure and dark yellow skin and wrinkles walked out inside.

He wiped it with a wet rag in his hand, and could see the slightest trace of blood.

"You're a little late today......," he said hoarsely, and then his gaze swept over Cheng Shen's hand, automatically ignoring the weapon in his hand, and asked calmly: "Why didn't you bring anything, I won't sell medicine if I don't give money." ”