Zhuang Baoli took out the amulet from the pocket of his clothes, arranged the long knot, hung it respectfully at the head of the bed, and folded his hands and bowed.

Seeing this, Luo Lanjun burst out laughing.

Zhuang Baoli was slightly embarrassed, but still said with a straight face: "Don't laugh." It's a serious and important thing. Cough. Where's that amulet of yours? It's almost ready. ”

"It's not enough to hang one." Luo Lanjun replied, ignoring Zhuang Baoli's urging, and directly lifted the quilt and lay on the bed.

"Safety points, both are hooked." Zhuang Baoli also went to bed.

"Then if you go to the toilet in the middle of the night, won't you leave the protection of the amulet?" Luo Lanjun deliberately found fault.

Zhuang Baoli actually thought about it carefully and asked, "Your talisman is in your bag?" Placed in the hall? ”

Luo Lanjun turned over angrily, "Okay, okay, you still take it seriously." ”

Zhuang Baoli leaned on the pillow and pushed Luo Lanjun, "This talisman is really useful." Didn't you say you wouldn't have nightmares after wearing it? No, it's better to wear it around your neck, close to your body. What about your amulet? ”

"I put it in my bag like this a few days ago, didn't I have nightmares? Okay, okay, go to sleep. It's been a busy day at work today. ”

"The other day, I hung up the amulet every time." Zhuang Baoli muttered.

For the first time, Luo Lanjun realized that Zhuang Baoli was such a slimy person. She pretended to be asleep and ignored Zhuang Baoli.

Zhuang Baoli didn't haunt Luo Lanjun. He lay back and turned off the light.

I pulled up the quilt and closed my eyes.

Without sight, hearing becomes extremely acute.

Zhuang Baoli heard some noise outside the window, it was the neighbors watching TV, it seemed to be a football game, maybe basketball. I hope the other party doesn't get too excited, and the ghost roars and screams in the middle of the night. He remembered that there was a young family in the neighborhood who had been howling incessantly during the World Cup, and they quarreled with other neighbors because of this, and the whole building was shaken in the middle of the night.

Thinking about these things in a daze, Zhuang Baoli fell asleep.

At some point, he woke up again.

Luo Lanjun was still facing away from him, he was really asleep at this moment, his breathing was steady, and his body was slightly undulating because of this.

Zhuang Baoli lifted the quilt and sat up, half-squinting his eyes, his feet scratching on the side of the bed, looking for slippers.

He found his slippers and staggered to his feet, still half-squinting, as he walked out.

He bumped into something.

It should be the door frame.

He didn't take it seriously and continued to move on, closing his eyes and finding the toilet.

His hand was on the tiled wall, and he was about to untie his pants, but suddenly there was a stir, and his body froze.

He moved his eyes a little and looked at the mirror beside him.

He was reflected in the mirror, as well as the diagonal bedroom door.

At the door of the room stood a man.

It was just a little reflection, but it was keenly captured by him who was dazed.

Because of the man, it's weird.

People who shouldn't be in his house are standing in his bedroom.

Zhuang Baoli remembered what he had just bumped into.

The soft touch is definitely not the door frame.

He had just bumped into the other party.

A goosebump appeared behind Zhuang Baoli's back, and a chilly feeling jumped from the soles of his feet to the heavenly spirit cover.

His body was still frozen, unable to move.

He squinted his eyes and met the shadow in the mirror.

No, the shadow couldn't even be seen clearly.

No, the shadow doesn't even have a head.

The mirror can only reflect half of the bedroom door, and it is impossible to fully reflect the whole picture, let alone the figure in the bedroom.

Zhuang Baoli couldn't control himself, so he could only stare at the half of the figure.

His eyes adjusted to the darkness, and he could see that the man was standing with his back to him. The man was standing against the bed in the bedroom.

The man was standing by his bedside, probably watching him sleeping.

Zhuang Baoli felt the chill on his body getting heavier and heavier.

He must be having a nightmare!

Zhuang Baoli had a flash of inspiration in his mind.

Amulet ...... The amulet is still hanging at the head of the bed!

He hung up the amulet very respectfully before going to bed!

No, that's not right......

He is now, in the toilet......

Zhuang Baoli remembered the conversation with Luo Lanjun before going to bed, and felt a sense of regret.

Zhuang Baoli is now not only adapted to the dark environment, but also to the chill in his body. His body began to sweat, and his frozen body became soft like thawed meat, and he was about to fall to the ground.

Zhuang Baoli felt the breath.

The breath was blowing from behind, like a person behind him, blowing on the back of his head.

But in the mirror, there is only yourself.

Ah, and that figure!

Zhuang Baoli suddenly found that he had lost his mind just now.

At such a critical juncture, he was actually distracted!

Zhuang Baoli, who came back to his senses, looked at it and found that the figure in the mirror was gone!

There was no one in the bedroom door.

He thought about it now, and it didn't seem like the man was standing inside the bedroom door in the first place. What stands in front of your own bed...... The man was standing outside the door. He had just hit something after he had left the bedroom door, so he thought he had hit the door frame.

The man was blocked out of the bedroom by the amulet.

And he stepped out of the protective range of the amulet, out of the bedroom, to the toilet.

Zhuang Baoli sweated like rain.

He struggled to keep himself from falling.

In his mind, he kept repeating "this is a dream", "this is a dream", "this is a dream......

Just open your eyes, just wake up, and you're good to go!

Zhuang Baoli's thinking has gone astray.

He didn't think that if it was a dream, then his body should lie on the bed in good shape, lying under the amulet, and it would be impossible to have nightmares.

But he doesn't care about that now.

It took all his strength to close his eyes.

He opened his eyes again.

Zhuang Baoli found himself still in the toilet, still facing the mirror.

He squinted his eyes into the mirror.

In the mirror, there was only his own figure.

Zhuang Baoli did not let go of any corner of the mirror, and carefully observed the reflections on the mirror to confirm that there were no other figures.

He sighed.

It should be fine......

Zhuang Baoli felt that his body had regained its mobility.

His body slackened, and he couldn't help but turn around, propped his hands on the sink table, hung his head, and took a few big breaths.

In the dead of night, the quiet toilet, only the sound of his own breathing, and ......

"Whew! Ahhh Awesome! ”

The screams from outside the window scared Zhuang Baoli.

The warm, distant and vague shout, and the only clear male voice......

It's the neighbor watching the ball.

Zhuang Baoli thought so and relaxed again.

He looked up.

In the mirror, he was holding his hands on the sink and looking up.

And also......

Zhuang Baoli's eyes widened.

A strange man stood behind him.

The man's face was hideous, his eyes were bulging, his teeth were gritted, and his hands were clenched into fists.

Zhuang Baoli screamed in fright and instinctively turned around.

The man's fist-clapped hand waved and hit Zhuang Baoli's head.

Zhuang Baoli didn't know how to fight, but his body reacted and raised his hand to protect his head.

He didn't feel any pain.

All he heard was the angry gasps of the other party.

A string of swear words was squirted out by the other party, with a familiar accent.

Zhuang Baoli didn't react for a while.

He raised his hand slightly, revealing his eyes.

The man did not disappear.

The other party continued to insult and continue to swing his fists indiscriminately, but the opponent's fist passed through his body.

Zhuang Baoli was at a loss for a moment. He didn't understand what was going on. Everything in front of me is so real, yet it's like a dream, and you can't touch it.

Dreamland...... Dreamland?

Oh, he's dreaming!

The man in front of him......

Zhuang Baoli suddenly felt as if he had seen this man somewhere.

His gaze shifted to the man's dress.

Not jackets or jeans.

That face wasn't the nightmare man he'd seen so many times.

But...... He must have seen each other.

Zhuang Baoli fell into thought, and the raised hand was subconsciously put down.

The man's fist swung at him went through his head.

Zhuang Baoli inevitably reflexively dodged, a little panicked, but it was missing the kind of fear that Fang had just penetrated his heart.

Zhuang Baoli's blank expression seemed to anger the other party even more.

The man continued to spew dirty words, this time directly at Zhuang Baoli.

"You bastard, why do you live a good life? You're still in amulets, aren't you? Dare to resist? Don't take me seriously, do you? I'll kill you! I want you dead! The man's hands grabbed Zhuang Baoli's neck.

This time, the man's hand did not pass through Zhuang Baoli's body.

Zhuang Baoli suddenly felt the pressure on his neck and the pain of suffocation.

He panicked again.

Zhuang Baoli waved his hand, trying to pull away the man's hands that clamped him.

The situation is reversed.

Zhuang Baoli's hand passed through the man's body and scratched into the air.

The man's expression was like a desperate ghost, and there was a hint of laughter in his anger.

Zhuang Baoli's face gradually turned purple and stuck out his tongue.

He's going to die......

He's going to be strangled......

Zhuang Baoli's heart was more fearful than ever.

No, he's dreaming! Zhuang Baoli shouted loudly in his heart, desperately shouting to wake up, wake up quickly!

I don't know if the prayer in my heart worked, Zhuang Baoli saw that the man's face changed, and his throat was light.

"Ho-ho-ho-cough-......cough-

Fresh air rushes into the lungs.

Zhuang Baoli knelt on the ground and coughed.

For a while, he burst into tears, and he didn't know whether it was stimulated by this change, or because of his previous fear, or because of the happiness of the rest of his life after this catastrophe.

"Husband? Husband! ”

Smack!

The lights are on.

Zhuang Baoli coughed and raised his head.

The light shines through the bedroom.

Zhuang Baoli saw Luo Lanjun running over in a hurry.

"What's wrong with you?" Luo Lanjun bent down, wanting to help Zhuang Baoli.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough......" Zhuang Baoli still couldn't stop coughing and couldn't speak.

"I'll pour you some water. What happened to you? Did you choke on it, or did you swallow something? Luo Lanjun was so anxious that he really didn't know why Zhuang Baoli suddenly fell ill in the middle of the night.

Zhuang Baoli just shook his head.

"What are you doing? You're not sleeping, are you? A complaining sigh came from Zhuang Xuexia's bedroom, and then, Zhuang Xuexia stomped out angrily, expressing her dissatisfaction, "I still have to go to school tomorrow...... Father? ”

Seeing Zhuang Baoli's appearance clearly, Zhuang Xuexia was startled.

"You go turn on the lights! Call an ambulance on your phone! Luo Lanjun hurriedly shouted.

Zhuang Xuexia paused for a moment before she hurriedly moved according to Luo Lanjun's order.

Zhuang Baoli grabbed Luo Lanjun and waved his hand.

His cough had gradually stopped.

Luo Lanjun stopped Zhuang Xuexia again.

The mother and daughter put Zhuang Baoli up and helped him to the sofa.

Zhuang Baoli collapsed on the sofa, his hands hung down, and his whole person was like a puddle of mud.

Zhuang Xuexia exclaimed in surprise and pointed at Zhuang Baoli's neck.

Zhuang Baoli has two clear palm prints on his neck, as if someone was pinching his neck hard before. The skin on his neck is red and blue, showing an abnormal color.

Luo Lanjun's face changed drastically.

Zhuang Xuexia gestured at the palm print on Zhuang Baoli's neck, and suddenly exclaimed again. She immediately covered her mouth and looked at Luo Lanjun in fright.

There are only three people in the family.

The palm print on Zhuang Baoli's neck could not have been pinched out by him by self-harm, nor was it her, so all that was left was ......

Zhuang Xuexia has seen Zhuang Baoli and Luo Lanjun arguing, but she has never seen the two of them fight. Could it be just ......

She was a little overwhelmed.

Luo Lanjun's face turned pale and he didn't make a sound. Of course, she would not suspect the third person in the family besides herself and Zhuang Baoli like Zhuang Xuexia. She thought of a fourth person in the house.

Luo Lanjun was frightened by his own thoughts, he didn't dare to move, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes, as if he was possessed by Zhuang Baoli before, looking for the fourth person at home just like he was looking for a figure in the mirror.

Zhuang Baoli gasped for a long time, and he didn't care about the cranky thoughts of the mother and daughter, and waited until he relieved his breath before he said out loud: "I...... I'm okay......"

His voice was hoarse, but he continued: "Just now, I had a nightmare...... What about amulets? Amulet ......"

Luo Lanjun and Zhuang Xuexia looked at each other.

Zhuang Xuexia jumped up first and ran to her room, "I'll go get it for my father!" ”

She wanted to avoid the fight scene between her parents who she didn't know how to deal with, and also to avoid her parents, who might be angry.

At this moment, she couldn't even care about pretending not to know the amulet her parents had given her.

Zhuang Xuexia ran into her bedroom, slowed down, and dug and dug in her schoolbag......

Her face changed from tangled to confused.

She pulled out her hand, looked at the black ash on her hand, and slapped the ashes away in disgust.

She completely unzipped the schoolbag, took out the books inside, and directly carried the schoolbag upside down, shaking.

Black ash fell one after another.

I don't know what kind of garbage it is.

Zhuang Xuexia emptied the schoolbag before reaching in again.

This time, she didn't take long, because her hand reached into the inner pocket, and when she touched it, she knew that it was empty.

Zhuang Xuexia suddenly looked down at the black ash sprinkled on the ground.

She reacted in a daze for a moment before realizing what these were, and the blood on her face faded.

Zhuang Xuexia turned around and rushed to the living room, "Dad! Mother! Amulet! Amulet—"

She stammered, gestured, and couldn't tell Zhuang Baoli and Luo Lanjun what she found immediately because she was afraid and shocked.

Zhuang Baoli trembled, holding the water cup in both hands, and drank water to moisten his throat with some difficulty.

Luo Lanjun asked, "What about the talisman?" ”

"The amulet is gone!" Zhuang Xuexia finally called out.

Roland Jun froze.

Zhuang Baoli shook his hand, and the water in the cup spilled out.

Luo Lanjun scolded in a hurry: "You kid! What nonsense! Did you take it to school and lose the amulet? Ah, you kid ......," she muttered to herself, getting up to get the bag she had put aside.

She thought of her amulet.

Zhuang Xuexia did not argue. She watched as her mother reached into her bag as she had done and felt the ash in her hand.

Zhuang Baoli seemed to suddenly have strength, pushed away Luo Lanjun, who was just in front of him, and staggered into the bedroom.

At the head of the bed in the bedroom, only a red rope hung alone, and the pillow below was covered with black ash.