Yang Jian stood on the path outside the village, with his back to the village, looking at the dense woods in the distance.

He had been to this forest many times in his dreams.

Now that I have revisited the old place, I suddenly have a strange feeling in my heart.

It's like homesickness.

The trees in the forest were very dense, and when you walked inside, the light around you dimmed instantly.

The forest is not large, and with so many large trees planted, the space is extremely narrow.

And these trees seem to be planted according to a certain pattern.

Yang Jian walked into it, not only was his vision seriously disturbed, but even he had a sense of disorientation.

There is no sky in the woods, and there is no village in the distance.

Everything is obscured.

The accumulation of years on the ground has spread a thick layer of fallen leaves.

When you step on it, it's like stepping on a thick and soft carpet, and the feedback from the soles of your feet is very comfortable.

Along the woods, there is a dilapidated log cabin.

There are no weeds around the house, no dwarf and unsightly shrubs, and it looks clean and tidy, as if it is constantly being cleaned.

According to the fashionable saying in the city, this forest is the most natural oxygen bar.

If you convert a wooden house into a coffee house or a typhoon shelter, there must be a lot of petty bourgeoisie willing to come and spend it.

Or change it to a bar.

The woods are far from the village and are surrounded by large trees.

No one will call the police to disturb the people.

The propaganda slogan Yang Jian has thought about it.

It's called "Back to life, away from the hustle and bustle of the city".

The only thing that is not so convenient is that the waiter can be a bit difficult to recruit.

The area around the hut is quiet and secluded, and you can faintly see a lot of low weedy mounds around it.

If you are a timid person, staying in such a claustrophobic environment for a day or two may have mental problems.

"It's a pity that there is one less way to get rich."

Yang Jian shook his head regretfully and walked towards the cabin.

The hut had no door, and I don't know if it was stolen or rotten in the leaves underfoot.

There is very little space inside.

After setting up a single bed, there was no room for feet.

Yang Jian glanced at it casually, and then retreated.

It's been too long.

Even if there were any traces of the original, they must have been erased by the years.

"What's next?"

Yang Jian walked out of the forest, looked up at the sky, and found that the time was still early, not only a little hesitant.

He knew where the three broken corpses of the ghosts were in his dream.

If you want to suppress the ghost in the dream and help the dog complete the replacement of the ghost dream consciousness, Yang Jian can do it at any time.

But he wasn't in a hurry to do so.

Yang Jian wanted to enter the dream realm of the ghost to see.

This is related to another speculation in his mind that has existed for a long time.

Superhuman Body.

It has been a while since Yang Jian's body transformed into a superhuman body.

But he has never dared to use superhuman strength.

Because Yang Jian has always had a doubt in his heart, there is no way to be sure.

That is, he himself became Superman.

It's still like a ghost rider has mastered a ghost.

Yang Jian just mastered the superman template, thus borrowing the power of superman.

If it's the former, then there's nothing to say.

Yang Jian doesn't have any scruples in the future, just wave it casually.

If it is the latter, then Yang Jian has to be cautious.

Ghost riders harness ghosts and use supernatural powers at the cost of their lives.

If Yang Jian just mastered the Superman template.

So what price should he pay?

The mystery of all this can be solved in the dream of the ghost in the dream.

In the dream, the ghost pulls into the dream, and it is the essence of the person.

Yang Jian tried it in a dream.

There is no way for the spirits harnessed by ghost riders to enter the dream realm.

Therefore, Yang Jian's state of appearing in the dream can solve the confusion in his heart.

If Yang Jian is an ordinary person in the dream, then in reality he is controlling the superhuman body.

Yang Jian must be more cautious in using superhuman bodies in the future.

You have to stop even basking in the sun.

On the contrary, if Yang Jian is a superhuman body in the dream world.

Then the nightmare of the ghost in the dream begins.

Yang Jian will let it know what despair is!

"Wait a minute, at least until you fall asleep at night."

Yang Jian shook his head, ready to take a look at the old mansion in the village.

That's when it happened.

He paused as he stepped forward.

On the path outside the forest, there was a thin figure blocking Yang Jian's way at some point.

It was a little girl.

He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with short hair in a shawl, and looked sweet and lovely.

It's just strange that it's not raining, but she's wearing a wide raincoat and a hood on her head.

Compared to that strange raincoat.

The rusty pig-killing knife she was holding in her hand was not so abrupt.

"Hey, cousin, why are you back?"

When the girl saw Yang Jian, she was stunned at first, and then said hello in surprise.

Cousin Liang Yuan.

Yang Jian looked at this mysterious cousin calmly, and there was a scarlet light in his eyes.

Superman's Eye examined her body from the inside out.

"Except for some rain marks on the neck that look like corpse spots, and blistered marks on the body, the skin is not as tight and elastic as it should be at this age, there is no abnormality elsewhere, and there are no supernatural fluctuations."

Liang Yuan tilted his head to look at Yang Jian and asked curiously, "Cousin, why do you look weird." Forget it, no matter what. Cousin, come with me, and I'll take you to see something fun. ”

When Yang Jian heard this, he said in his heart: It should be you who is strange.

His eyes were glowing.

If it's an ordinary girl, shouldn't you be surprised and curious when you see this scene?

This cousin is good, as if she is not strange, just one glance and forget about such a strange scene.

And also take him to see interesting things.

Is the heart so big?

Yang Jian wanted to explore this cousin's secret, so he didn't refuse and followed him.

Soon, he realized that something was wrong.

My cousin's speed is a little unusual.

Although her pace is similar to that of ordinary girls, one step out is enough to be as far as a dozen steps of an average adult man.

Shrinking the ground into inches?

A term that Zhang Wei had said before suddenly popped up in Yang Jian's mind.

Cousin Madoka's state at this time is exactly the same as the legendary "shrinking the ground into inches".

And the weirdest thing is that she herself doesn't seem to be aware of the anomaly at all.

It's like walking around the entrance of the village after you've eaten enough.

It's just normal!

"How did she do it?"

Yang Jian frowned and fell into deep thought.

Not a ghost rider.

There was no sign of supernatural invasion on her cousin Xiaoyuan, and Yang Jian didn't see any traces of her being eroded by powerful ghosts.

It's not a ghost.

Yang Jian has seen many powerful ghosts, but none of them are as flexible as his cousin Madoka.

"Is it an anomaly I haven't seen before?"

Yang Jian thought of a strange guess.

There are many kinds of aliens, Yang Jian in the dream is a kind of alien, and Xiong Tongtong, whose consciousness is attached to the paper man, is also a kind of alien.

If you don't look at the possessed object, their usual behavior is no different from that of a normal person.

"It's here!"

Yang Jian was thinking about it when he suddenly heard his cousin Madoka's words.

He subconsciously raised his head.

What appeared in front of Yang Jian was a small temple.

There are no tributes on the temple platform, and two tall statues of the gods are placed side by side.

When Yang Jian raised his head, he found that the idol seemed to be peeping at him in secret, and he felt very uncomfortable.

ps: The diligent little author is back.