Yang Jian's gaze swept over the tribute platform, and finally stopped on the statue on the left.

The ghost in the dream had the head in the belly of the idol.

Then, Yang Jian looked at another idol.

His father Yang Xiaotian's head was inside.

In the dream, Yang Xiaotian sent a message to Yang Jian with his head, reminding him of the supernatural changes of the ghosts in the dream.

Now Yang Jian doesn't need this kind of reminder.

Therefore, he was not ready to move Yang Xiaotian's head this time.

It's also good to be worshiped in the temple.

Although there is less incense, it is not enough to go hungry underground.

"Cousin, come here."

Cousin Xiaoyuan did not enter the small temple, but stood by the well behind the small temple and beckoned to Yang Jian.

It was an old well.

Yang Jian remembered that this old well existed when he was a child,

The old well was dug by the villagers themselves.

In those days, there were no drilling rigs, and the wells for drinking water were dug by hand with shovels.

The mouth of the well is very large, and there is a ring of green bricks around it.

The bricks were covered with moss, and they were wet and slippery to step on, as if someone was actually drawing water here.

"It's weird."

Yang Jian looked at Gu Jing and frowned slightly.

In the past few years, the new countryside has been renovated, and the village has used tap water.

Even if there is no running water at home, the drink is from a deep well made by a machine.

Due to the simple leakage of tools in the early years, the old well was dug shallowly, and the water quality was not good.

Except for the old woman who watched the temple, everyone else hadn't come here to fetch water for a long time.

The old woman has only one person, how much water can she drink per day.

Why is there so much standing water next to the old well?

Cousin Xiaoyuan seemed to hear the doubts in Yang Jian's heart, and explained: "That thing came out of here." ”

Well?

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, and then he understood who his cousin Xiaoyuan was talking about.

A ghost in a dream.

The devil's killing rule is to pull people into dreams.

Then the endless hunt begins.

If it can't kill people in a dream, it can still use water as a medium to appear in reality and continue to kill.

It's a terrifying, inexplicable spirit.

Hazard Class: Class S.

Yang Jian suddenly thought of something, turned his head and asked Xiao Yuan, "Who did that thing come out of here?" ”

"Look for me!"

Cousin Madoka, as a matter of course.

Yang Jian glanced at the pig-killing knife in her hand and nodded slightly.

Just as he had guessed.

Cousin Madoka really started to come into contact with dream ghosts a long time ago.

Or rather.

Before Yang Jian arrived, it had always been his cousin Madoka who was helping the dog suppress the ghost in his dreams.

That's why that's explained.

In the dream, after Yang Jian took the dog, his cousin Madoka disappeared.

Because her mission is accomplished.

Thinking of this, Yang Jian's gaze looked at the belly of the statue on the right in the small temple.

That was where Yang Xiaotian put his head.

Yang Jian's eyes flashed with red light, and he saw Yang Xiaotian's head through the clay statue.

"How much calculations have you made?"

Yang Jian frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "The layout more than ten years ago, how can you guarantee that everything will go according to your plan?" ”

looked at Yang Xiaotian's head, which was still clean and fresh after more than ten years of death.

A thought suddenly rose in Yang Jian's heart.

Is there really a person in this world who has a last resort?

Cousin Xiaoyuan saw Yang Jian frowning, and asked curiously, "Cousin, what are you thinking?" ”

Yang Jian's heart moved and asked, "Do you remember my father?" ”

"I don't remember."

Cousin Xiaoyuan shook her head, then pointed to her head and said, "Something is wrong with me here, and I can't remember a lot of things." ”

After speaking, she smiled and said to Yang Jian, "Let's go find that guy, shall we?" With my cousin this time, I'm sure I'll be able to get rid of that guy completely? ”

Yang Jian thought of something and asked, "Have you solved that thing many times?" ”

Cousin Xiaoyuan nodded: "Many times, I can't remember how many!" ”

After speaking, she said annoyedly: "This guy is very annoying, he will come to me as soon as I sleep, I can't kill it, I haven't slept for a long time!" ”

After listening to his cousin Xiaoyuan's words, Yang Jian once again confirmed the guess in his heart.

She was indeed left by her father to suppress the ghost in her dreams.

Then, Yang Jian looked at his cousin Xiaoyuan's eyes a little strange.

The supernatural spirit of the ghost in the dream is endless, endless, and infinitely restarted.

You killed one in your dream today, and two will appear in your dream tomorrow night.

And so on, endlessly.

Cousin Madoka has killed so many dream ghosts, but she is still wandering around intact.

The only explanation is that cousin Madoka is also an outlier who can't be killed.

Cousin Xiaoyuan pulled Yang Jian to the side of the ancient well.

Then I didn't know where to find a kitchen knife and handed it to Yang Jian.

"Cousin, will you come with me to find him? Just kill him, and I'll be able to sleep later. ”

Yang induced the kitchen knife.

There is no supernatural power fluctuation, and it is a household kitchen knife of ordinary material.

I don't know whose kitchen my cousin Madoka found out from.

It looks like someone in the village won't be able to cook tonight.

"Where can I find it?" Yang Jian asked.

Dream ghosts exist in sleep.

Unless you are pulled into a dream by it, there is no way to find it.

Cousin Xiaoyuan heard Yang Jian's words, pointed to the old well in front of him and said, "Just jump in!" Every time I was annoyed by him, I jumped straight into the well to find him! ”

Jumping into a well?

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, and then asked tentatively: "What you said about jumping into the well, wouldn't you fall asleep in the well, or drown and faint?" ”

Cousin Xiaoyuan shook her head blankly: "Is there any difference?" ”

Yang Jianxin said that the difference is big.

If you jump into the ancient well and you can directly enter the ghost dream world, then the horror level of the ghost in the dream will plummet.

Because with enough patience, sooner or later one day you will be able to imprison this terrible ghost.

If the purpose of jumping into the well is only to fall asleep, or to drown and faint into a dream.

There is no need to suffer this sin.

Because finding a comfortable place to lie down can also achieve this purpose.

"You wait outside, I'll go in and have a look."

Yang Jian was not sure about his cousin Madoka's judgment and decided to experiment himself.

With that, he jumped into the well.

Thump!

The crystal water splashed her cousin Madoka.

Luckily she was wearing a raincoat, otherwise she would have been soaking wet.

Cousin Madoka looked at the well water dripping from her raincoat and was inexplicably a little excited.

"Cousin, wait for me, I'm here too!"

After saying that, she also planned to jump into the well.

At that moment, a hand poked out of the well.

Yang Jian's palm borrowed slightly from the green brick, and flew out of the old well lightly.

"No need to jump."

Yang Jian's body glowed slightly red, and he quickly evaporated the well water on his clothes.

He said to his cousin Xiaoyuan: "There is no way to the ghost dream world in the ancient well. Let's go back to sleep so we can find that guy too. ”

Yang Jian now somewhat understood why Xiao Yuan had traces of blisters on her body.

This stupid kid only entered the ghost dream world after drowning in the water and fainting every time.

It's been soaked like this, and people are soaked, and it's hell if there is no trace.

At this time, Yang Jian suddenly looked at the raincoat on his cousin's body.

"It's not raining now, what are you doing in your raincoat?"

Hearing this, my cousin said seriously: "I can't take off my raincoat, once I take it off, it will rain." ”

Well?

Yang Jian's eyes flickered, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Is this a cousin's supernatural?

Or that raincoat?