"Dream dreams!"

Meng Zhi heard a cry of surprise and excitement from the crowd who were working hard.

The fat man's face was wrinkled, and his palm, which was several times larger than hers, clenched the whip and raised it and pulled it over: "Dirty thing, shut up!" ”

The yelling man flinched for a moment, cowered and hid in the crowd, looking at Meng Zhi without giving up.

Only her family members call her "Mengmeng", could this be her cheap dad?

"Wait, I have something to say to him."

The fat man's arm suddenly stretched out, and he grabbed the man with precision, and the man's feet kicked in the air, screaming, "Don't eat me!" Don't eat me! Dream dreams save Dad! ”

He was thrown in front of Meng Zhi, and the fat man covered his nose as if he had seen filth, and retreated repeatedly, so exaggerated that Meng Zhi thought that he was going to be stunned.

Meng Zhi looked down at the embarrassed middle-aged man, he got up and grabbed Meng Zhi's trouser legs, snorting and tearing: "I'm your father!" If it weren't for me, our whole family would have been beaten to death by debt collectors! You have to save me! ”

Meng Zhi's brain moved slightly, and he automatically weaved a bloody prison text.

She freed her trouser legs from the man's hands, and then said with a smile: "I want to too, why don't you go to the underground training ground and fight?" ”

"I'm lowly and low, and I can't fulfill your wishes." Meng Zhi raised his feet and left, and the fat man's whip rolled up the middle-aged man and threw it back.

The fat man came to Meng Zhi with a flattering smile again: "You...... Do you still have ...... What...... Any instructions? ”

"I'm going to make a round by myself, so you can get busy first." Meng Zhi put his hands behind his back, and his dark eyes calmly stared at the fat man who was several times older than her, staring at him all over.

"Yes, yes, yes!" The fat man agreed very simply, and left the area with heavy steps.

Meng Zhi passed by every person in the workshop, and there was no companion she was looking for.

The terrain is wide, cold and damp, but in the distance it is as bright as day, as if there is a sun here.

When she got closer, she realized that this area was occupied by most of the prisoners, both new and old.

The roof of their workplace is lit with lights, which are as warm as the sun on people.

This was Meng Zhi's first feeling when she came over, but after standing for a long time, even if she didn't move, she would feel hotter and hotter, and she gradually felt that she was standing in the desert under 40 degrees of charcoal, and she was extremely short of water.

There were already prisoners who could not support themselves lying on the ground, and then being picked up by the grippers of aerial surveillance and thrown into a pit not far away.

The pit smelled of corpses, which decayed rapidly under the illumination of the light, attracting a lot of flies and crawlers.

When Meng Zhi came back to her senses, she found herself standing outside her cell.

In the bottomless corridor, only a flickering lamp was shining above her head, and there seemed to be an unknown danger lurking in the dark cell, and there was a dead silence all around......

Is she back in prison?

But something is clearly not right here.

Meng Zhi unfolded her divine sense, but found that there was no boundary, she stopped her loss in time and snorted lightly.

She's been pulled into another dimension.

The overhead light flashed several times, and the bulb exploded with a bang.

At the same time, another light came on a meter in front of her.

Meng Zhi did the opposite, did not follow the light, dodged the fragments of the light bulb and took a big step back, hiding his figure in the darkness.

After a while, the space in the light distorted for a moment, and a man in a prison guard's uniform had a bloody face, slumped on the ground, panting in horror.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!!"

Meng Zhi remembered him, he was also a prisoner who was used as a sandbag by the prison guards during the day.

It was here that she saw him.

For a while, in addition to Meng Zhi's deliberately light breathing and the man's panting, a third voice appeared around here.

Click......

It's the sound of high heels hitting the ground.

On the right side of the cell suddenly stretched out a pair of gray and withered hands, the nails of which were ten centimeters long, sharp and sharp.

It headed straight for the man, but stopped abruptly when it came into contact with the light, and stopped moving forward.

The prisoner covered his chest, and his face showed the joy of the rest of his life: "Hahahaha! I can't come, I can't come! ”

Soon, the second light was also extinguished, and the prisoner crawled to the light in a panic.

The hand stretched out from the dark cell did not move, but he longed for the light, the lights went out, and he followed the light to the end of this corridor.

Then, a face crept up on the yellowed walls, like a crumpled mass of paper that had unfolded, and opened its mouth to envelop him under the prisoner's terrified gaze.

It left, and no Meng Zhi was found.

This shows that the darkness is safe.

Her mind was in turmoil right now, and the memories of the copy were like shattered glass shards, and they couldn't be coherent at all.

Only the uniform on her body shows her identity.

There was a small notebook in her trouser pocket, but she couldn't walk out into the light to read it just to be safe.

As the last light went out, the cells on both sides were blown violently by the wind blowing from nowhere.

Meng Zhi ran away, and she rushed to the end, even though it was a wall.

When the monster claws behind her were about to tear her apart, she had already reached the other end first.

The good news is that the monsters are gone, and the bad news is that this should be the territory of another monster.

It's an endless forest, and the fog fills the forest, and the road ahead is hard to see.

Occasionally, the wind would rattle the leaves, and when the wind stopped, the place would be dead again.

Meng Zhi didn't perceive the danger, so he opened the small notebook and looked at it.

There are only two lines written on one side of the small notebook, and it is her handwriting:

Don't make a sound, the wind is fake.

Is this what she wrote to herself?

Meng Zhi thought for a moment, there were many possibilities, but she still didn't want to forget so much.

What should she do now?

Do you want to go out, or do you want to kill the boss?

窸窸窣窣窣......

Meng Zhi heard footsteps in the distance, followed by a terrible scream, and the shaking sound of several large trees rumbling to the ground.

After waiting for a few minutes, she walked towards the place where the voice had just come from.

Meng Zhi's steps were fast and light, and even the sound he made in such a quiet atmosphere was insignificant.

Before she could get closer, a thick smell of blood had already entered her nose.

"Woo woo, Alain is dead, to protect us ......"

"Don't cry! What do you do if you bring that old monster here? The speaker lowered his voice and scolded.

The thick fog obscured Meng Zhi, and the people who were immersed in grief did not notice her approach.

However, Meng Zhi could still see the red corpse on the ground.

She hadn't figured out what was going on yet, so she might as well follow the two of them, maybe they were still players.

After the grief, the two stood up, and the woman said to the weeping man, "Okay, then find the exit, this damn forest is alive, and we can only get out in the Year of the Monkey!" ”