The blood red was overwhelming, and the air was thin and suffocating, like a wet red silk handkerchief covering a person's face, making it impossible for people to breathe.

Nan Xian was trapped in this blood red and couldn't move, she couldn't stop struggling, covered in sweat, and her limbs kept shaking.

A blazing fire burned in her chest, burning her like a steamer, and she let out a groan of pain to escape from the hellish place that tormented her.

"Sister? Sister, wake up! ”

A familiar voice burst into his mind, from vague to clear, just a few words.

Her call was like a slender and tough thread that firmly encased Nan Xian's soul and dragged her out of hell.

Nan Xian suddenly opened her eyes-

Ding He stood beside the bed, leaning over slightly, the bedside lamp reflecting her worried face.

"Sister, I heard you shouting for help, so I hurried here - what's wrong with you?"

Nan Xian wanted to open her mouth to speak, but found that her lips were sticking together because of dryness, and there was a tingling pain when she pulled them open, and she immediately tasted a faint smell of rust.

Seeing this, Ding He hurriedly poured a glass of water, helped Nan Xian sit up, and drank it.

Nan Xian breathed a sigh of relief, ignoring her physical discomfort, and asked, "What time is it?" ”

Ding He was stunned, "No. 26, what's wrong?" ”

Nan Xian shook her head, pulling her lips and trying to give a soothing smile.

She patted Ding He's hand and said, "I'm fine, you go back to sleep, tomorrow - there are more important things." ”

Ding He looked at her still pale face, still a little uneasy, and repeatedly confirmed that Nan Xian really didn't need to accompany her before leaving.

Nan Xian took a new shower, washing away the sticky sweat from her body, and she stood under the shower, the water sliding down her skin.

In her mind, she replayed the terrifying scene she saw at Teng's house like a movie re-screening, Teng Laoweng's head hung above his head, and his wide open mouth and frightened eyes seemed to be silently asking for help to him.

A drop of warm water splashed into her eyes, she lowered her head, rubbed her eyes, and then opened them again, and the water at her feet suddenly turned into flowing blood.

Nan Xian was shocked and screamed, she subconsciously retreated, but when she looked again, she changed back to the normal color of the water.

She relaxed instantly, and then felt that her legs and feet were weak for a while, and she bent down to hold her chest and pant hard, and the hazy sleepiness instantly dissipated without a trace.

Not daring to stay in the bathroom any longer, she hurriedly dried herself, put on her bathrobe and went back to bed, wrapping herself tightly in the quilt.

The heating was turned on in the hotel room, and the quilt was also newly replaced by Ding He before, dry and warm.

Nan Xian felt cold, and in the bright room, there seemed to be countless pairs of eyes peeping at her.

Why is it herself, why is she going to see those strange situations and go back to before it all began, who is behind it all?

She was full of hesitation and confusion, her fingers clutching the corners of the quilt, anxiously waiting for the dawn to come.

In the end, Nan Xian still didn't stay up, and fell asleep again in a daze.

But what she didn't know was that after she fell asleep, eight twisted and strange "human" faces gradually appeared in the eight corners of her room.

Their appearance was very incongruous, their faces were like random eyes, noses and mouths glued to a clay of clay, some of them were surprisingly large, some of them were disproportionately small, and one of them even had an ear missing.

They all looked different, but they all stared at Nan Xian on the bed with a gaze that was almost greedy and eager.

The face in the northwest corner was a mouth that was so thin that it was almost indifferent, and a few maniacal laughs erupted from its throat.

"People have three souls and seven souls, the three souls are the heavenly soul, the earth soul, and the life soul, her first two souls have been scattered, as long as we break her life soul again, we can take her body as our own! This is the body of a hundred melts, a great supplement! ”

The other seven faces all smiled when they heard this, and commented on Nan Xian again before slowly disappearing into the corner.