"Ah~"

"Comfortable."

The next morning, after Gu Chi woke up, he stretched his arms and stretched his waist, it was rare that he did not dream, he slept very soundly.

Never since he learned to control his dreams had he slept so well.

A good lucid dreamer is the master of his own dreams, and can change everything in his dreams at will, doing anything without constraints. Only after experiencing it will you know that this feeling of doing whatever you want is really exciting, but after waking up, you will be more tired, as if you are going into battle with a gun, killing seven in and seven out in the enemy's lair, and the blood is flowing like a river.

According to a survey by a well-known dream club, more than 85% of people will be worse day by day during the period when they first learn to control their dreams, which has a glue-like relationship with the dreams they have every night......

In short, it is not the same as gambling and drugs.

Many people think that in a dream, some of the senses will lose their effect, and they will not feel pain if they slap themselves, but in fact, in this regard, dreams and reality are no different, you will have the same emotions and perceptions, but the strangeness when you first fell into a dream will be washed away by the familiar pain brought by this slap, and the dream will become more stable and real than the previous second.

So the "slap" does not wake you up, on the contrary, it is actually one of the ways to integrate yourself into the dream faster.

If you want to know your dreams in your dreams, the best way is to start with the details.

Experienced dream controllers can set a dream totem for themselves, and judge whether they are in a dream through the changes in the totem.

Today is Monday and there is a class in the morning.

Gu Chi lay on the bed in the quilt for a while as usual, and only got up slowly at nine o'clock, dressed and washed, and prepared to go out for breakfast, and then went to school to teach his students.

Gu Chi is a teacher.

"Dream Psychology" - this is a new elective course opened by the school in the first half of this year, Gu Chi happened to be facing graduation at that time, and he was more interested in this aspect, plus the college life was good, and the sweat shed after sports was the taste of youth, so he stayed in school under the recommendation of Dr. Chen.

Because of his qualifications, Gu Chi's salary is not high, only more than four thousand a month, less is less, but he is self-reliant, and the price of Baishi Town is cheap, four thousand yuan is enough for Gu Chi to live, and there is still a surplus after careful budgeting.

Come to the breakfast shop on the street.

Gu Chi habitually glanced at the wall clock on the wall.

Nine o'clock sharp.

He was slightly stunned, and his expression became a little subtle.

The business in the store is as good as ever, it is lively, and there is only one empty table left.

The proprietress surnamed Ai still has the charm and greets Gu Chi warmly.

"Teacher Gu, here."

"Hmm." Gu Chi smiled: "It's still the same." ”

One serving with spicy rice noodles and a bowl of chilled tofu brain.

Breakfast should not be too spicy, it is not good for the stomach, and it should not be eaten too cold, which is easy to make the stomach cold.

So Gu Chi chose to have the same copy and neutralize it.

took out his mobile phone to scan the code, and after paying the bill, Gu Chi skillfully opened the browser.

He was going to visit the campus forums to see if anything strange was happening.

If nothing else, it should be an accident.

Go to the forum.

Sure enough, the original green homepage turned gray, the background picture was changed from the forest to a candle, and the red title of the pinned post looked particularly dazzling in such a dim tone - [List of Victims].

This style of painting of school-wide mourning was once two years ago.

A mountaineering club went out for activities and unfortunately encountered a landslide, and all 37 people were killed, and none survived.

What is the reason for this time?

Gu Chi clicked into the post.

The post did not explain the reason, only posted the basic information and photos of the victims.

【Information Technology Class 1, Wang Anpeng】

[E-commerce Class 3, Lin Pei]

【Financial Accounting Class 2, More than Money】

【Business English Class 7, Liu Xueshen】

【Tourism Management Class 3, He Zhai】

【……】

The small TV on the counter is also playing related news.

"Up to now, the 'ghost shop' incident in Baishi Town has caused 26 deaths, the victims are all college students, the death is strange, the abdomen and brain have been hollowed out, forensic identification, the deceased's body has no obvious injuries, the appearance is intact, the intestines and brains are missing, the so-called 'supernatural' incident can be preliminarily ruled out, we also call on everyone not to believe rumors, do not spread rumors, promote scientific truth, and break feudal superstitions......

"Boss, another chilled brain flower."

Someone at the next table suddenly shouted.

The sound of the TV disappeared suddenly, and the chattering people stopped chatting, just like the chatting students saw the head teacher walk into the classroom, and the originally noisy air suddenly became quiet because of this sentence, and the atmosphere became a little strange for a while.

Gu Chi glanced sideways at the man.

The other seemed to notice his gaze, looked at him too, and laughed.

"Teacher Gu."

Just looking at the expression, the boy's smile is undoubtedly sunny, like a spring breeze in March, warm and warm, but his face is bloodless, and his skin is sickly white, like a dead man.

This boy Gu Chi has just met - on the forum's "List of Victims".

"Teacher Gu doesn't remember me? I'm He Zhai. The boy smiled, "I went to your class last month." ”

"I've heard it too." The boy on the edge of He's house spoke up.

"And me."

"We've all listened to Teacher Gu's class."

One by one, the people who ate in the restaurant turned their heads like screws, their faces turned pale, and the flesh on their necks was twisted into tooth-aching folds.

It's not just Ho House.

Qian Youyu, Wang Anpeng, Liu Xueshen...... These people are there.

Gu Chi counted, no more, no less, exactly twenty-six.

So, because I gave a bad lecture, you guys won't let me go?

Looking at the harmless smiles of the twenty-six students, Gu Chi understood.

This store is what the news calls a "ghost shop".

He looked up and looked at the wall clock again.

09:00

It's still nine o'clock.

"Teacher Gu, your breakfast."

The proprietress had a cold voice behind her, and she didn't make a sound when she walked.

Gu Chi's eyes drooped slightly, and he saw the proprietress wearing a green floral dress.

There was nothing under the skirt and no feet.

A pale arm reached from the side of his neck and placed a plate on the table.

There was a mass of intestines stacked neatly on the plate, which was more crystal clear than the freshly killed goose intestines.

On the side of the intestine is a tender piece of blood, which has been made in the shape of a chili pepper.

She said softly in Gu Chi's ear, "Add spicy rice noodles if you want." ”

Then, he took out another bowl, which contained bloodshot brains.

A whole piece, exactly like the structure of the human brain, with ice slag.

The proprietress smiled skillfully: "This is a chilled brain flower." ”

Gu Chi leaned back, leaned back in the chair, stretched his arms, pursed his lips and said, "The brain flower is ordered by the table next door, I want tofu brain, you are wrong." ”

"That's right." The proprietress pointed to He Zhai and explained, "His nickname is Tofu, which is his brain." ”

As he spoke, He Zhai's head suddenly cracked.

His face was like a battered glass that quickly crept with cracks, and his skull opened like an automatic toilet, revealing an empty inner skull.

He Zhai himself was still laughing.

It's just that this human smile gradually became hideous, incompatible with his cracked face, and it was extraordinarily infiltrated together.

Thereupon......

Gu Chi also smiled.

He looked at He Zhai and smiled even more perverted than He Zhai.

I saw that the corners of Gu Chi's mouth were crooked, and he accidentally used too much force, and the gap between his lips and his lips was torn to the root of his ears at once, and his face fell off piece by piece like an old yellowed puzzle, revealing his white face bones.

He Zhai: "......?" ”

"Smack."

Something has dropped.

Oh, it's Gu Chi's eyes.

The two big eyeballs rolled down to the table, flicked twice, and then turned half a circle to adjust the direction, staring directly at He Zhai and the others.

Red and hot blood and tears oozed from under Gu Chi's eyes, burning the only remaining flesh and skin on his face beyond recognition, making a sizzling sound, looking extremely terrifying, as if he was the real ghost.

The expressions of the ghosts stiffened slightly.

Gu Chi cocked Erlang's legs, and his sunken eye sockets revealed an indescribable depth: "Laugh, why don't you laugh?" ”

He Zhai: "......"