The Dream Eater Tapir rolled her eyes wide and whispered, "This is not a dream I made up for you......"

"Oh, that's what I think about day and dream about night......"

The Dream Eater Tapir shook its head frantically, reached out and pinched its own nose, stretched it out like a noodle, and shook it in the direction of the car window: "You take a closer look." ”

I turned my head and saw the hand stretched forward and grabbed the old lady by the neck, trying to strangle the old lady to death.

The old lady rolled her eyes, her limbs fluttered, her tongue sticked out, and she couldn't speak.

"Yo, don't say it, this dream is quite real."

I watched it with relish, to see if this hand would really kill the old lady.

When the old lady heard my taunt, she froze visibly, and then laboriously pulled off the silver hairpin on her head and plunged into the strange hand.

A blood hole suddenly appeared on the monster's hand, and red blood gushed out.

The strange hand let go slightly, and the old lady took the opportunity to break free and disappeared in an instant.

She gave me a look before she disappeared.

Vicious and ferocious, full of murderous intent.

The old lady disappeared, and the strange hand reached in completely, touching one seat after another.

The tentacles attached to the strange hands are covered with black spots, densely packed and of different sizes.

I squinted my eyes and looked closely, but I felt dizzy and couldn't see clearly.

The dream-eating tapir hurriedly pulled me with his nose: "Don't die?" Don't look! ”

"What's that?"

"I don't know, my gut tells me it's dangerous."

"You really didn't do that?"

Dream Eater Tapir was anxious: "Lao Tzu found out that there was something wrong with your dream, and he came in with all the hard work, just to help you, but you doubt me so much?!" It's a villain's heart! Didn't I tell you that I couldn't make things out of your dreams that I didn't have in your dreams? Who knows where you provoked this thing and came directly to your dream to you......"

"me in your dreams? Isn't that useless? And it doesn't affect reality. ”

The Dream Eater Tapir squinted at me with his white eyes: "Have you heard about Wei Zheng's killing of the Dragon King in his dream?" There are some forces that can influence reality through dreams. This psychic medium is not simple, Guan Hua's sudden madness is related to her. And this hand......"

The Dream Eater Tapir shuddered, grabbed my arm, and whispered, "Let's jump out of the car too." ”

"Won't you be able to draw a circle and get out of here?"

The dream-eating tapir shook his nose: "I'm afraid that after the front foot draws a circle, the strange hand and back foot will follow up and touch the depths of your consciousness, then it will be called bad." ”

"Deep in consciousness?"

"Oops! I don't have time to explain so much to you, can you jump or not? ”

"Jump!"

I grabbed the tapir's nose and smashed the glass with a punch and jumped out.

The dream-eating tapir and I fell on the grass.

The darkness of the night blurred everything around them.

I looked up at the bus.

I saw a slender figure on the outer wall of the bus, with a round black top hat on his head, and his limbs were thin and long, like the branches of a dead tree, with only bones and no flesh.

His arms and legs were so long, like a praying mantis magnified a hundred times, that he reached into the bus, searched and searched, and finally grabbed something and carried it out.

The thing was covered in straw, with a crooked cap on its head, two buttons buttoned down its face to act as eyes, a rotten carrot stuck in its face, and a thin red thread to act as its mouth.

It looks different from the scarecrow I've seen, and it's not the same as the scarecrow described by Guan Hua.

There is only a red line on its mouth, and there is no white line that passes through it from the other direction.

The moonlight shone on the scarecrow's face, and it didn't move, but I always felt that the corners of its mouth seemed to be a little more curved than before.

Then, the slender figure raised its head, opened its mouth, and ate the scarecrow one bite at a time!

The sound of chewing pierced through the air, as if it were about to pierce my eardrums.

I stared at the slender figure.

The lanky figure seemed to sense something, and he slowly turned his head to look in my direction.

I could clearly see that his thin face had no facial features, and it was covered with dense black spots.

The black spots were the same as those on his arm, of different sizes and dots.

I looked away from him.

The bus pulls into the tunnel, and all the weirdness is drowned in the darkness.

The surroundings are very quiet.

The dream-eating tapir covered his nose and was indignant: "Lao Tzu knows that he can't come out with your kid, and he will either be guilty or frightened when he comes out." You offend a yin medium today, offend a ghost tomorrow, you have more lice on your body and are not afraid of biting, and you want Lao Tzu to help you wipe your buttocks.

Ahh

You are going to Lop Nur to find a word in the palace, and you are not traveling, can you close your eyes, plug your ears, and treat it as if you don't know what you meet, and talk about it when you go to Lop Nur first.

Otherwise, when I look at you like this, I'm afraid that before you enter Lop Nur, you will kill yourself first!

Let's say okay first, you have to remind me before you die, so that I can finally take one last bite of food......"

I frowned slightly, and found that the dream-eating tapir was developing more and more towards the old mother, chattering endlessly.

"Okay, didn't I give you food today?"

"You're embarrassed to say it!" Speaking of this, the Dream Tapir became even more angry: "There is no fluctuation in your heart, let alone despair and pain, not even sad and lonely, what do I eat?" Eat the air?! ”

"The air is also good, next time I will let Bai Luoxin spray some orange-flavored perfume, and you will eat it again."

"Zhao! Auspicious!! The dream-eating tapir's nose stood up, and its little eyes seemed to be about to breathe fire.

When I saw that it was angry, my mood suddenly improved.

"What are those lanky figures and scarecrows?"

The dream-eating tapir said angrily: "Who knows what strange things are, Lao Tzu has lived for more than 500 years, and the strange things he has encountered have not been with you for a month......

"This dream was made by the Yin Medium to kill me, how did the slender figure and the scarecrow get in?"

“……”

"You don't know." I looked at the dream-eating tapir, and my mouth made a 'tsk' sound, obviously laughing at it: "The dream is your eating guy's business, you don't know this, so you don't care if they come to your plate to and pee in the future?" ”

The nose of the dream-eating tapir drooped down, and the urn sounded: "Lao Tzu feeds on dreams, does not hurt people's lives, has always been above board, and these strange things are not of the same nature......"

"Huh," I snorted coldly, "If you can't beat people, you will say that you can't beat them, and you will make up for yourself." ”

The dream-eating tapir couldn't help but be annoyed and angry, his long nose flicked wildly, and his fangs trembled slightly: "You crazy child with no conscience! Lao Tzu worked so hard and risked his life to save you, if you are not grateful, forget it, and still say that about me! Damn it! Little white-eyed wolf! ”