The human heart is complex, and no one knows what is going on in people's hearts.

Those who perceive the abyssal fish are ominous, and those who have no brains may live easily.

For example, the current He Yin'er.

The path out of the village gradually filled with white mist.

Yu Zhile looked down at He Yin'er, who was holding a small spiritual seat, opened his green ghost eyes, looked at him with a solemn face, and asked him if he wanted to kill her just now, and was silent.

Yu Zhile didn't know how to answer now, he just looked at He Yin'er, was silent for a while and replied, "I won't move you until I know whether I'm still dreaming or not." ”

"Do you think you're still dreaming now?" He Yin'er squinted slightly, with some hesitation in her eyes.

She didn't know what Yu Zhile had experienced after separating from her, but she could see that what Yu Zhile had experienced was extremely strange.

Such a smart person can't tell whether he is dreaming or not, and always doubts the truth of this world.

"Not sure." Yu Zhile shook his head slightly, his expression still numb.

At the moment, he is no different from a ghost.

"I can tell you that I'm not dreaming, I've never been in a dream, I'm pretty sure." He Yin'er said extremely seriously.

Whether she was dreaming or not, she knew best.

Looking at the serious He Yin'er, Yu Zhile was silent, and the white fog around him gradually became thicker.

He looked at the village behind him, and there was not much outline in sight.

He smiled suddenly, "Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, you can't tell the difference, and I can't tell the difference." ”

"Let's go, whether it's a dream or not, I won't kill you, as long as you don't want to do it to me."

Looking at the stiff smile on Yu Zhile's face, He Yin'er's face changed slightly.

Is this his biggest concession?

He Yin'er didn't speak, and she was also in doubt at the moment, were they in a dream?

The two of them walked down the path towards the bottom of the mountain.

He Yin'er followed Yu Zhile, she didn't know if she could go out like this.

But she had no choice but to follow.

"Of the few people in the village before, four of them went out, followed by a ghost." He Yin'er looked ahead and said suddenly.

"I know, and I know their results."

Suddenly, Yu Zhile pointed to a tree not far from the path, which was an old tree with a crooked neck.

He Yin'er looked in the direction of her finger, her eyes shrinking slightly.

The old tree is not tall, it grows very casually, the branches and leaves are depressed, like the head of the head teacher who is tired all the year round, and there is not much hair in sight.

On a thick branch of an old tree, a woman hangs there.

There is a long gash from the chest to the stomach.

Expose the feces that have accumulated inside.

The woman she knew, one of only two of the five.

It's not bad, but now it's falling here, and it's being eaten by something that doesn't know if it's a human or a ghost.

"That's a ghost?" He Yin'er's eyes narrowed slightly, and her expression became vigilant.

She couldn't see the figure clearly, and she couldn't feel the breath of the figure.

Yu Zhile looked at this scene, his eyes were a little gloomy, he had seen this scene many times.

"I don't know."

They were some distance away from the scene, and the ghost probably hadn't noticed them yet.

Yu Zhile didn't say anything, turned around and continued to walk towards the path.

If nothing else, you'll come across three.

He Yin'er retracted her gaze, she didn't know why, she was a little nervous.

The hand holding the spiritual position couldn't help but clench a little.

Is this really a dream?

She didn't know either.

Next, they encounter three bizarre scenes.

Four paper men carrying the coffin passed by them, and the coffin was also made of paper, and when the four paper men carried the coffin past them, there was a woman's whimper and slapping sound inside the coffin.

The two of them tensed up, standing on the side of the road and watching this scene coldly.

Strangely, the paper figure carrying the coffin didn't seem to see them, walked straight past them, and then disappeared into the fog.

They were not attacked.

It may be that they didn't trigger their killing patterns.

The second time, it was a man with a head, he was running on the road, and when he saw Yu Zhile and He Yin'er, he ran over and asked if he had seen his head.

I asked several times in a row, but neither of them answered.

The man with the head didn't get the result, ran past them, and disappeared into the fog.

Still didn't attack them, and the man I met this time was obviously a ghost.

They had seen it, and it was one of the five.

He Yin'er's face became more and more solemn, and twice, the ghosts did not attack them.

This is not normal.

Yu Zhile always walked forward expressionlessly.

Suddenly, they stopped again.

A sudden suona sound sounded in front of him.

Immediately after, a team of centaurs appeared.

Two people dressed in black holding signs were the first to walk out of the fog, followed by a person riding a paper horse and wearing a paper robe.

Yu Zhile's pupils shrank slightly, his body tensed again, and his scarlet ghost eyes turned restlessly.

Under the skin, blood red was circulating, and the cold blink of an eye enveloped Yu Zhile.

The suona pierced and penetrated, and a sedan chair finally came out of the fog, and the sedan chair floated in the air without anyone carrying it.

"Shall I summon spirits?" He Yin'er asked in a low voice, her tone solemn.

They had encountered this team, that is, when they entered the village, they almost died at the hands of this team.

How terrifying this ghost team is, both of them know very well.

Yu Zhile looked at the approaching team and thought about some things.

But at this moment, the sound of the suona suddenly became urgent, but then it disappeared.

At the same time, Yu Zhile and He Yin'er only felt creepy.

The accident struck suddenly, and without waiting for the two to react, the scene in front of them became strangely dark.

The light is gone, the sound is gone, and the senses are gone in this moment.

The two of them were horrified, this is about to be attacked?

But in the next second, the light appeared, and Yu Zhile looked ahead, a little confused in his eyes.

He Yin'er looked at her hand, her pupils trembling.

"What's wrong with the baby?"

Dada-da~!

The window glass of the car was knocked, and an old man carrying a hoe wiped the sweat from his face and looked at the two people in the car with a puzzled expression.

The two of them were pale and panicked, as if they had just had a nightmare.

"I didn't ...... It's okay. Yu Zhile replied extremely unnaturally.

He looked at the old farmer outside the window and barely smiled.

"It's okay, it's okay." The old farmer nodded, smiled innocently, and then turned to leave.

The footsteps gradually moved away, and the car became extremely quiet.

Yu Zhile looked at the sunlight that came in and fell into silence.

He Yin'er looked at her sound hands, and her eyes were a little confused.

I don't know how long it has been, He Yin'er asked, "...... Really caught up in a ghost's dream? ”

"We're still dreaming?"

He Yin'er looked at Yu Zhile with a little panic.

Yu Zhile didn't speak, just touched his pocket, found a cigarette from it, and lit it.

The smoke was spit out of the window and then carried away by the wind.

Yu Zhile felt his physical condition, and the ghost's recovery had not changed, and it was still about to recover.

The two gold pockets on his body are still there, and the ghosts inside are still there.

But these are not enough to prove that he is not dreaming, because in the previous dreams, he also had these in him.

After smoking a cigarette, Yu Zhile fell into a philosophical question, "how to determine if he is dreaming"

The problem is large and difficult to explain.

After a while, Yu Zhile suddenly laughed, his smile was still a little unnatural, "Whether it's a dream or not, I just need to unswervingly follow my own ideas, even if it's a dream this time, it's okay, it's a big deal to continue." ”

"As long as I don't die, and I don't sense that the general trend is set, I won't give up."

Bang~!

The car was set on fire, Yu Zhile stepped on the accelerator, turned around and rushed towards Dayu City.

The car went to meet the big day.

On a cliff in the mountain forest, an old man squatted with a black cat on his shoulder, with a smile on his face.

The middle-aged man next to him sneered, "When you are uncertain, it will be the day I will pull you into the village." ”

Listening to the words of the middle-aged man, the old man did not change much, he looked at the vehicle that disappeared until it disappeared, and suddenly turned his head to look at the middle-aged man, "I advise you to take away the impact on Dayu City before you recover, otherwise I am afraid that you will be cleaned up." ”

"Dayu's two-month dream is enough."

"I don't need you to say it, I'll do the same, after all, my village depends on those dreams for nourishment." The middle-aged man smiled, glanced at the old man, and turned to leave.

As long as there are still people dreaming in this world, then this place called Huai Village will exist, and he will always exist.

As long as either of them exists, this is a supernatural place where ghosts can be imprisoned indefinitely.

Every dream can imprison a ghost, the village is not dead, the middle-aged person is not dead, he is not dead, the dream will not be broken, and the ghost will not run out of Huai Village.

The old man glanced at the middle-aged man who had disappeared and shook his head, "Capable and ruthless, but unfortunately his heart is not right, and he is destined to not be able to get out of here before Zhang Dong dies." ”