This film is too bloody and violent, Huo Yunting is really afraid that he is thinking about suddenly letting people shoot his head.

I lit a cigarette and pondered for a while, and suddenly had an idea in my heart.

I called my subordinates, and after a while, someone came to him with a large box of alarm watches.

Huo Yunting debugged one by one, and finally woke up suddenly when he heard the familiar ticking sound.

When I opened my eyes, it was dark all around. I looked at the alarm watch, and it was just half past one.

I can't sleep tonight.

Turn on the light, light a cigarette, and sit at the head of the bed in contemplation.

In the eyes of others, it may just be a nightmare, but for Huo Yunting himself, it is like walking away from the ghost gate.

That night, Huo Yunting didn't sleep all night.

I don't dare to sleep.

At six or seven o'clock in the morning, Huang Bo had already gotten up, but he unexpectedly didn't hear Huo Yunting's punch.

People who get up on time at five o'clock every day to practice martial arts are also lazy today?

When I went to Huo Yunting's house, the lights were on and the people were awake.

"Lao Huo, why didn't you boxing today?"

"I'm tired, don't fight."

"Then you have a good rest, I'll go to the Beijing Film Studio."

"Walk slowly."

At nine o'clock, Huo Yunting called Dr. Yang.

If he hadn't become famous, he would have found a random hospital to hang up in the psychiatric department.

But now that he is also famous, and he has a brokerage company, this wants people to watch him go to the psychiatric department, and this matter will be in the news tomorrow.

I can't figure out that my rumor is more powerful than Liu Yifei's.

And he has been famous for so long, Dr. Yang, the only outsider who knows about it, has to have a heart-to-heart relationship with him.

"Hello? Dr. Yang, I want to see you again, when is this appropriate? ”

"I still don't understand this call, I have to tell you face to face."

"Huh? Retired? ”

"Why don't you do this good expert - where are you now?"

"Hey, your hometown is in Zhejiang. What is it exactly? ”

"Xitang Ancient Town? So where am I going to find you? ”

"Well, that's going to nag you."

Hanging up the phone, Huo Yunting frowned, sent a message to Zhang Debang, and asked him to help him book a ticket to Zhejiang.

It doesn't matter if he's retired or not in the hospital, it's not easy for people to take pictures secretly.

On November 22, Huo Yunting came to Xitang Ancient Town in Zhejiang alone.

He couldn't let others know about his illness, so he didn't bring Zhang Debang.

The ancient town of Xitang is full of people, just like a tourist attraction.

There is a large waterway, and small boats row through the river from time to time.

Huo Yunting sighed a little for a while, "This is the water city in the East." ”

Take a closer look, well, this place is a tourist attraction, or 4A-level, not far away there is a tour guide holding a small flag to take people around.

This Xitang Ancient Town is different from other scenic spots, it is not a pure scenic spot. There are more than two or three thousand households in the middle of the ancient town, and there are probably more than 8,000 people.

Dr. Yang is one of them.

To ask him how he knew about the mess, someone stuffed him with an introduction card.

Walking through the outskirts of the ancient town and reaching the very middle, I saw a white-haired old man wearing glasses smiling and greeting to him.

"Doctor Yang, long time no see."

"Long time no see, long time no see." Doctor Yang looked at the big bag in Huo Yunting's hand, and happily pushed his glasses, "Hey, come here, what else do you bring." ”

"That's not good, this etiquette can't be forgotten."

The two talked and chatted, and went to Dr. Yang's house.

This piece is full of tiled houses with cornices and corners, which are antique.

Dr. Yang's wife is not early, and his children are all working in other places, so he is alone at home.

Huo Yunting put his mind at ease, and some things could be said more wantonly.

The things were put down, and Dr. Yang made him a cup of tea, "Yunting, let's stop inking, there may be other things at this moment, let's just talk about this disease." ”

Huo Yunting nodded, "Doctor Yang, what you said is very right, it can indeed suppress the condition." ”

"I can see it, from the time I saw you take the nominated actor, I knew that this method must be right."

Huo Yunting was silent for a while.

Dr. Yang shook his head with a smile, "I, I'm old, so I want to be quiet and comfortable." I don't care what fame or fortune is. ”

Huo Yunting breathed a sigh of relief slightly, "Thank you." ”

"Okay, okay, just talk about it." Dr. Yang took a slow sip of tea, "Is this hallucination more serious?" ”

"No, I can now recreate movie plots from my dreams."

“……”

"What's that?"

Huo Yunting omitted the strange snake gall, and did not mention it, but only said that he could fall asleep.

But even so, Dr. Yang's jaw still didn't close for a long time.

After listening to him briefly, Dr. Yang was completely messy in front of the table.

"No, it's a cloud pavilion, wait a minute, you mean that you can have all kinds of lucid dreams every night now?"

Doctor Yang hurriedly turned over the pen and paper, briefly wrote down Huo Yunting's illness on the paper, and looked at it with a frown for a while.

This lucid dream probably means being able to maintain self-awareness in the dream.

Huo Yunting looked at Dr. Yang's wrinkled facial features and nodded, "Yes." ”

Thanks to the fact that he didn't say anything about the shadow and the strange snake and snake gall, this has to be known to Dr. Yang, and it is estimated that there will be one more unsolved mystery in the world.

But even so, Dr. Yang still feels very tricky.

Looking at his difficult appearance, Huo Yunting comforted, "Doctor Yang, I don't want to be cured, I just want to know how to control my dreams and get out of them." ”

“……”

Doctor Yang looked at him cautiously, and his heart was beating a drum.

Two or three years ago, he tried his best to cure this disease, and now he has given up treatment?

I haven't seen you for a few years, this kid can't really have any split personality disorder, right?

I was a little panicked, and quietly withdrew the stool.

pondered in his heart, and considered his mouth.

"You're sick...... Well, it's actually a bit out of the realm of psychosis. ”

Glancing at him cautiously, "It's developing in the direction of metaphysics now......

"Doctor Yang, just say if you can cure it."

Dr. Yang chuckled in his heart again, and hurriedly said that he could cure it, even if it didn't work, he was really a few psychological experts......

Dr. Yang was about to give him the phone numbers of those psychologists when the roof tiles suddenly shook regularly.

"Stomp Tread Stomp ......"

"Damn, there's an earthquake?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Yunting realized that something was wrong.

The ground didn't move.

And the tiles vibrated from far to near, as if they were ...... Someone running on the roof?

"Cloud Pavilion—"

"I understand, Doctor Yang, I'll take a look."

Jumping up the wooden spiral staircase three or two steps, hooking the eaves of the house and jumping onto the roof, I saw a man on the tiled house in the distance, looking back as he ran.

Look at the hair, look at the looks, it's a Westerner.

When he looked back, he saw that he had said something else.

Huo Yunting looked at his mouth shape and could see that he was talking about wtf (what the f*ck).

In Chinese, it is probably a few situations.

(End of chapter)