"Looks certain."

Under the old tree in the courtyard of the old house, Zhang Dong looked in one direction and was a little distracted.

This old man never imagined that one day, he would be the person of his dreams.

Although he had expected it in his heart, he still couldn't believe it when the truth was in front of him.

The choice made by Yu Zhile is correct in his opinion, but there are still some unstable factors.

Can he really be sure that he will wake up as soon as the world is destroyed?

Yu Zhile is not sure, he can be sure, but he also knows that Yu Zhile has no choice, he can only do this, because it is the safest to do so.

When you know that you are sure that you are dreaming, then everything should be destroyed.

Hesitation is not Yu Zhile's style, this person was originally a madman, but now he is even more crazy.

……

A strange blood rain began in Dadong City and ended in what place, no one knows.

The headquarters is now in a panic, and everyone is wondering if it is the end of the world at this moment.

In less than a few hours, dozens of cities were wiped out in that bloody rain.

Those who experience the rain of blood have no chance of survival, and the ghost riders don't even have a chance to dodge.

Now, the rain of blood is spreading to the whole world, and the speed is very fast, and it is estimated that the whole world will be enveloped by this rain of blood in three days at most.

It's like a supernatural event that threatens the whole world.

It's not just about headquarters.

Cao Yanhua, who was the deputy director of the headquarters, urgently organized a captain's meeting.

The captains who were given the title of captains and commanded the ghost riders rushed to the headquarters in a short time.

But there were still some who did not show up, such as Wang Chaling, Liu San, Shen Lin, Cao Yang......

They can be sure that they are dead.

There were not many captains present, Yang Jian, Li Jun, Li Leping, A Hong, Lu Zhiwen...... The few remaining captains came.

The dreary horror in the conference room.

Yang Jian looked serious, and there was a ghost boy with blue skin and blood-red eyes standing beside him.

In the past, anyone would take a second look at this strange combination and then stay away from Yang Jian, but now no one cares.

Yu Zhile ...... Lose your marbles. Li Leping broke the dull atmosphere of the conference room, and when everyone didn't know how this supernatural event was caused, he said the answer.

This answer is very heart-wrenching.

Of course, some people don't believe it, but because there is no evidence, they have to remain silent.

In fact, they all have luck in their hearts, expecting Li Leping to be joking.

But judging from the footage taken by the satellite, they actually have the answer in their hearts, but they are not so sure.

Li Leping just let them confirm this answer.

"Why?" Cao Yanhua looked at Li Leping and asked a question that he didn't know the answer.

Why?

Li Leping shook his head, he definitely didn't know this question, if he knew, he wouldn't be sitting here.

"The most important thing now is how do I stop Yu Zhile." Li Jun gritted his teeth and said this.

"Stop, how?" Li Leping looked at Li Jun.

"You may not know how weird Yu Zhile is now, let me tell you this, we add up now, and people can wipe us out with one look."

"There are four ghosts on Wang Chaling's body, two of which are still from the Republic of China, but such a person has not even spread the news."

"Shen Lin, a memory-type ghost rider, died directly, and he didn't even have a chance to escape, just a word."

"Are you just waiting to die?" Li Jun stared at Li Leping deadly.

"It seems like that's all there is to it." Li Leping nodded, the current Yu Zhile can no longer be regarded as a ghost master, he has long surpassed that level.

Although he didn't know why Yu Zhile wanted to do such a thing, it was definitely not important to him.

"Waiting for death is not my style." Yang Jian said coldly.

"Who wants to wait for death if they can?" Li Leping said.

Everyone in the conference room looked at Li Leping, this person was so frustrated, could it be that just because of Yu Zhile's strength, he lost the idea of resisting?

"Professor Wang, what do you think?" Yang Jian didn't plan to pay attention to Li Leping, he looked at Wang Xiaoming.

"Sit and watch." Wang Xiaoming said expressionlessly.

Belch......

The conference room was quiet again, Wang Xiaoming didn't care about it, since Yu Zhile did this kind of thing, it meant that he confirmed one thing.

If nothing else, this world is really just a dream of Yu Zhile, a dream that binds him.

Now the dreamers want to wake up, and it's too late for them to stop it.

A gentle dream didn't kill Yu Zhile before he grew up.

Sure enough, ghosts have no wisdom.

Wang Xiaoming lowered his eyes, had nothing else to do, just waited for death.

When will Wang Xiaoming give up?

This is something that Yang Jian can't understand, this person who is dedicated to solving the revival of the supernatural for the country and the people, has given up at this moment.

"Do you know something? For example, the reason and purpose for Yu Zhile to do this. ”

Yang Jian stared at Wang Xiaoming, waiting for an answer.

Wang Xiaoming raised his eyes slightly, "Everything is meaningless, say to that person, yes, the same is true for us, fake is fake after all......"

Whoever is good at turning fake into truth can't do it, and how can they do it.

Regardless of the process, the result is actually the same.

It's a dream, but the dream will come to an end.

or wake up from a dream, or die from a dream.

"Nothing makes sense?"

Yang Jian's expression turned cold, "Then what do you say makes sense?" ”

Cao Yanhua frowned and looked at Wang Xiaoming, he couldn't understand why Professor Wang was like this.

Wang Xiaoming glanced at Cao Yanhua and then at Yang Jian, did not speak, and closed his eyes.

Seeing this, several people in the conference room were completely puzzled.

Tick~!

Yang Jian, who was okay to ask Wang Xiaoming, suddenly paused, he looked up at the ceiling, and a drop of blood oozed from the ceiling.

Blood dripped on the conference table, splattering blood stains.

Yang Jian and the others' faces suddenly changed, and Li Jun got up violently and opened the curtains.

A patch of blood appeared before their eyes.

Outside the window, it was pouring blood, and the blood-colored mist was steaming.

The whole city was silent in the rain of blood at this moment.

Li Jun's pupils contracted violently, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

There are no cries for help, no wails, which means......

Meaning that this place has fallen.

"Yu Zhile! You're damned! ”

Yang Jian stood up and pressed his hand on the ghost boy's head, a scarlet ghost eye emerged from his forehead, and he stared at the blood rain outside the window, his eyes full of solemnity.

It's coming too fast, how much Yu Zhile wants to destroy this world?

"It's too fast, there's no chance." Li Leping sighed.

"There's a chance." Yang Jian looked down at the ghost boy.

I already had an idea in my mind.

Whether you can achieve it depends on how long you can hold on to it, and whether the ghost boy's digestion ability can keep up.

The conference room was gloomy from the drops of blood seeping through the ceiling.

This drop of blood seems to be able to multiply, and the moment it drops on the conference table, it increases.

Yang Jian looked at this ominous drop of ghost blood and always felt very familiar.

"It's stern ghost blood!"

Soon he recognized the origin of this drop of blood, and Yang Jian's face was cloudy.

"Eat it." Yang Jian ordered the ghost boy to eat the ghost blood.

He said sternly that if his blood was outside for a long time, it would be an extremely terrible thing.

Demons in the blood will run out of the blood.

The ghost boy quickly appeared on the table and bit down on the drop of ghost blood.

Li Le watched calmly, motionless. Wang Xiaoming didn't lift his eyelids.

Cao Yanhua didn't know when he leaned back in the chair, hanging his head, and his body looked weak.

Yang Jian glanced at Cao Yanhua, his pupils moved slightly, Cao Yanhua seemed to be dead......

The ghost boy had already touched the drop of blood, biting a large hole in the table, and swallowing the blood into his stomach along with it.

It doesn't seem to be anything abnormal, and then you just need to wait for the ghost boy to digest it.

Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he could eat it, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to eat it.

However, at this moment, the ghost boy suddenly fell to the ground, and there were strange flames on his body.

Yang Jian's face changed suddenly, and a red light quickly shot towards the ghost boy.

But it was still a step too late, and the kung fu ghost boy who was just blinking was burned into smoke, even the shroud on its body.

The ghost was burned to death!

Yang Jian couldn't believe that this kind of thing could happen, could the ghost be killed?

It's understandable that a ghost boy can be killed, after all, it can't be considered a real ghost in its own right.

But Shouyi is indeed a ghost, a real ghost, a ghost can't be killed!

Yang Jian's back was cold.

Thump~!

Without waiting for Yang Jian to think about the reason, Li Jun fell to the ground, his body burned with dark green flames, Li Jun's body was rapidly deflated, and in the end, only a human skin remained.

Wang Xiaoming stiffly lay on the table and did not move.

Li Leping's figure is disappearing rapidly.

Lu Zhiwen looked at Yang Jian and showed a miserable smile, and then the whole person turned into ashes.

Ah Hong looked at her body blankly, her body was rotting rapidly, and most of her flesh and blood had already rotted in the blink of an eye.

"Team Lee......"

Ah Hong stood up and reached out to grab Li Jun's body, but as soon as she stood up, her whole body turned into a pool of blood.

Along with the bones, the clothes turned into blood water.

In the conference room, only one person died in an instant.

Yang Jian looked at this scene and only felt that his scalp was numb.

The blood-red mist spread from the window, and Yang Jian looked at this scene and suddenly showed a wry smile.

"This is God......

The blood mist was pervasive, suppressing everything, devouring everything, Yang Jian looked indifferently at the blood mist that wrapped him, his body was disappearing rapidly, and his consciousness was also disappearing rapidly.

When Yang Jian died, the whole world seemed to be different.

Eventually, the rain of blood spread throughout the world.

Yu Zhile stood in the rain, looking at the blood-red world, next to Zhang Dong, who was about to die.

"Even if it's a dream, I can still affect that ghost." Zhang Dong let the blood wash over his body, he didn't care, and looked at Yu Zhile with shining eyes.

"It's an opportunity, a real opportunity! I can make you wake up and stop dreaming! ”

"But you have to promise me one thing!"

Yu Zhile tilted his head, his face was dead and silent, and he did not speak.

Zhang Dong didn't care, "The real end of the supernatural resurgence!" ”

"Only despair can fight despair!"

Zhang Dong's body began to melt, but at this moment, his supernatural vented out without reservation, he raised his arm that exposed his bones, and with a slight wave, the heavens and the earth instantly became pitch black at this moment.

At this moment, all the spirits in his body disappeared.

Tiredness, coldness, suddenly filled the whole body at this moment.

He fell into darkness.

His consciousness began to become confused, and his memories gradually became strange.

Time lost its meaning at this moment, Yu Zhile felt that he was in the first place of heaven and earth at the moment, he became very small, and the darkness was like a cage imprisoning him.

I don't know how long it has been, but in the confusion, he vaguely saw an old man standing in front of him.

"Wake up, you're lucky, I'll give up on you if it's slowing down."

"Now that you're awake, there's still an effect."

The old man reached out and took out some things from his body, and he couldn't see them clearly, but Yu Zhile knew what those things were.

It was his internal organs, but they were mutilated, as if something had eaten them.

"I don't know if this pair will last until you wake up."

When he lost consciousness again, he faintly heard the words, and then he didn't hear anything anymore.

I don't know how long time passed, and the confused Yu Zhile suddenly saw a little light in the darkness.

The appearance of the light made him desperate and subconsciously want to get closer.

The chaotic memories made him seem like a ravioli, and with instinct, he grasped the light.

It was at this moment that the darkness around them disappeared.

A voice appeared in his ear.

In a dimly lit room, an oil lamp burns slowly.

Several wooden beds were covered with white cloths, and the strong stench of corpses filled the room.

The ground was covered in blackened filth.

The light of the oil lamp was dim.

The white cloth on a wooden bed was suddenly propped up.

"Awake? I'm stuck in a new dream? Or did Zhang Dong's help really wake me up? ”

The young man looked blankly at everything around him, and the memories in his mind were quickly sorted.

Gradually, his eyes were no longer blank, but dead silence.

"I have been dreaming since I was in the hospital."

"I don't have a grandfather, it's just bad luck that I encountered a supernatural event."

"As far as I can remember, I should have died, and I was also dead when the ghosts attacked the doctors."

"Why am I still alive?"

"My body?"

Yu Zhile looked at his hands, there were seeping suture wounds on his wrists and elbows, and the black lines roughly stitched the wounds, both hands.

"Can't it be counted as a human body?"

He felt something was wrong with his neck, he reached out and touched it, and there was a stitched wound on his neck.

"Eye ......"

There was something uncomfortable in the area of his eyes, and it was a little uncomfortable to blink, and he frowned, and he had a bad guess in his heart.

His eyes may have been stitched up as well.

He reached out and touched it, and sure enough, he had smeared the sutures on his eyes.

"It doesn't matter."

He didn't care about his health, first he had to make sure if he was still dreaming.

But now he doesn't seem to have that ability.

He lifted the white cloth and found that he was wearing nothing, and that there were hideous suture wounds from his abdomen to his chest, all of which were sutured with black threads.

He also has a woman's face with closed eyes on his left chest.

"My body ......"

This body is very weird, he can feel the ghost, that is, the face on his chest, but there is something wrong with this ghost, it seems to be very crotch-pulling, and it seems to have been split many times.

"The hands have been stitched up, the neck is also, the feet are also, and there are traces of surgery on the abdomen, which is very new, it should have been opened not long ago."

"This body doesn't seem to be my ......"

Yu Zhile quickly determined something, he looked around, there were several wooden beds in the room, covered with white cloths.

The white cloth was not regular, Yu Zhile tried to move, and those stitched places did not affect his movements.

He tried to take a few steps, and there was no problem, he walked over to the wooden beds and reached out to lift the white cloth.

There were people lying under the white cloth, and the situation seemed to be similar to his, and the whole body was basically stitched together, but there was no disharmony in the limbs.

Some people have faces on their chests, the same women's faces, but some don't, and those who don't, the ribcages are opened, and the internal organs are gone.

"It seems to have something to do with the face on the chest."

Nothing useful information in the room.

He looked at himself, it was slippery, and his body was stitched with black threads, he picked up the white cloth and wrapped it around his body, found the door of the room and walked out.

"It doesn't seem to be my dream, I did cross over, but I was unlucky, I didn't have a golden finger, I came up and died once, maybe I was able to live for some other reasons."

"Like the old man."

Thinking back to the old man he saw in a blur, he guessed that the old man must be a ghost rider.

Yu Zhile walked out of the room and came to a courtyard.

There was an old man sitting on the Taishi's chair in the courtyard, and when he saw someone coming out, he opened his eyes and looked at the person who came.

It was a pair of cloudy and dead eyes, with no emotion in them, just like him at this moment.

"You're good, you're the first person to be so calm." The old man looked at Yu Zhile with satisfaction.

"I know you have a lot of questions, don't worry, I'll answer them for you."

"First of all, let me tell you why you're here."

"You should remember what happened to you."

Yu Zhile recalled his memory and nodded, "In the hospital, I met a ghost. ”

The old man nodded, "Well, it's a ghost, you were dead at the time, but not completely dead." ”

"You're lucky, after being attacked by a ghost, you fell into a dream."

"So you are not completely dead, so I brought you back, and if I can wake up, I will take you as apprentices."

"You guys? And the same one as me? ”

"Of course, there are a lot of people in a hospital, and you can't be the only one who falls into a dream."

"It's just that there are very few people who can wake up, and so far, you are the sixth person to wake up, so your name is Yu Liu."

"After today, those who haven't woken up will not wake up at all, and your luck is really good." The old man seemed to be very satisfied with Yu Zhile, and said twice that it was very good.

Yu Zhile didn't speak, he almost sorted out the context.

He met a ghost in the hospital, was attacked, and was supposed to die, but because of the problem of the law of ghost killing, he fell into a dream, and then was brought back by this old man.

There were the rest of the people together, but only six of them could wake up.

He still crossed over, according to his memory, he didn't realize that this was a mysterious revival when he crossed, and he didn't realize it until he encountered a ghost, but it was too late.

"Are you sure I'm really awake?" Yu Zhile looked at this old man with a wrinkled face and a dead breath all over his body and asked.

The old man shook his head, "I can't prove that you're still dreaming, after all, it's normal to be targeted by that kind of ghost once, and when you wake up, you wonder if you're still dreaming." ”

Yu Zhile was silent, it was still an unsolvable problem, but he was not in a hurry, he would spare his life, and when his strength became stronger, he could use the stupidest method to test it.

Although he can't believe all the memories in his dreams, what he wants is not memories, but the judgment and ruthlessness that he has exercised after experiencing a life and death crisis in his dreams.

"Any questions to ask." The old man looked at Yu Zhile with a very satisfied look in his eyes, it is this kind of stable person who can live in the future.

He was disappointed when he recalled the panic and panic he felt after waking up and seeing his body after the first five woke up, yelling and being scared for it.

Obviously, their first impression is not as good as Yu Zhile's first impression of the old man.

"Can you kill a ghost?" Yu Zhile was silent for a while and asked.

The old man shook his head, "No. ”

"Is this face on my chest a ghost?"

The old man nodded, "A ghost, but I broke it into several parts." ”

Yu Zhile has no problem, he doesn't ask who the old man is, and he doesn't ask what his body is, it doesn't matter.

"No more questions?" The old man looked at Yu Zhile.

Yu Zhile shook his head.

The old man nodded, "Find a room where no one is around, and I'll teach me my craft tomorrow." ”

The old man's expression became indifferent, and he directly drove Yu Zhile away.

Yu Zhile didn't speak, and went to find a spare room to stay.

The old man looked at Yu Zhile's back, "This kid's dream doesn't seem to be the dream in his heart. ”

(End of chapter)