Chapter Two Hundred and Nine: Another Nightmare

Another room.

Zhu Ren asked people to quickly clean up the room, and said with a smile: "Miss, let's be here tonight." ”

"Don't worry, Uncle Zhu, it's not the first time I've lived in this kind of place, no problem. ”

Fang Qing smiled.

"Okay, then I won't disturb Miss, rest early, and I'll have to hurry early tomorrow morning. ”

Zhu Ren smiled.

"Uncle Zhu, you should also go to bed early. ”

Fang Qing said with a smile.

Zhu Ren nodded, withdrew, and closed the door.

The others outside, after tidying up their rooms, also began to rest.

Zhou Fangcai and Wu Pei, frowning, turned over the room, but did not find the source of the smell.

A few people could only give up, spread the floor in the room, and began to rest.

The night is getting darker.

Heavy breathing sounded.

Dark clouds obscured the full moon.

A large shadow hung over it, accompanied by a cool and cool atmosphere.

Torches were planted in the courtyard and silently extinguished.

One of the people in charge of the vigil took a nap, and suddenly a spirit stirred.

He hurriedly opened his eyes and looked around.

It's pitch black.

There were no fingers in the whole courtyard.

It was as if I had suddenly been isolated from the world, and an indescribable coldness and loneliness suddenly hit my heart.

He was startled, and hurriedly took out the fire fold from his bosom and began to urge, wanting to relight the torch.

However, in the past, the fire fold that lit up as soon as it was blown did not respond tonight.

The more he couldn't blow, the more panicked he became, and the more he could feel the coldness and fear around him.

"Damn it!"

He cursed secretly, threw away the fire fold, took out the flint and fire paper, and began to fight hard.

Not far from the courtyard, a figure staggered out, as if it hadn't woken up, yawning, and walking towards the barren land in the distance.

"Senior brother, can you lend me a fire fold?"

The disciple walked briskly.

The image of the man did not hear it, staggered, and continued to walk forward.

"Senior brother, the torch here has been extinguished, please lend me the fire fold. ”

The disciple came to the front and arched his hand.

There was no response.

There was no movement in sight.

The disciple looked up in confusion.

In the dark night, I could barely see a blue face, with a mysterious smile on the corner of my mouth, quietly staring at me.

With just one glance, the disciple shuddered, and endless fear welled up in his heart.

He tried to shout, but it was as if his neck was being pinched by something, and he couldn't breathe and couldn't make any sound.

"Boom'''"

It was pitch black in the courtyard, and nothing could be heard.

in the room.

Fang Qing gradually fell asleep, and the vague dream was slowly clear.

She ran alone in a long dark corridor, the more she ran, the more panicked she became, the more she ran, the more she panicked, she didn't know what she was going to run.

I don't know if anyone is chasing me.

I just know how to run forward in a panic.

She wanted to stop, but her legs seemed to disobey her and she ran forward.

The further the corridor went, the darker it became, and the farther it went, the colder it became.

She felt as if she was running into a dark vortex.

"It's a dream, it's a dream, I'm not in a corridor, I'm in a deserted yard, wake up quickly. ”

Fang Qing shouted. ,、

But it's all very real.

It's not like the nightmares of the past.

This nightmare seems to have no end at all, even if you realize that it is a nightmare, but you can't wake up at all.

Her face turned pale, she gasped for breath, and continued to run forward.

There was a slight shouting in my ears.

"Miss, Miss''"

"Miss, where are you?"

Fang Qing's heart shook, this was the voice of Uncle Zhu and Uncle He, she hurriedly shouted: "Uncle Zhu, Uncle He, I'm here, come and save me!"

The shouts continued, at first, still behind, far away from her, but listened, and suddenly began to come from the front.

"Miss, where are you, Miss?"

"Miss, don't scare us, come out quickly!"

Fang Qing was surprised in her heart.

What the hell is going on?

It's obviously a dream, why can't I wake up?

She continued to run ahead.

The shouts were getting closer and closer, and in front of the dark corridor, two figures appeared, shouting with their mouths open.

"Uncle Zhu, Uncle He, I'm here. ”

Fang Qing hurriedly shouted.

The two figures also seemed to notice Fang Qing and quickly greeted him.

"Miss, how are you?"

"Everyone else seems to be gone?"

Fang Qing's face turned pale, and he continued to run, and said, "I can't stop, hurry up and stop me, and point at my acupuncture points." ”

"What?"

The two of them looked surprised, hurriedly grabbed Fang Qing, and finally let her body stop and stop running.

Fang Qing was panting, and a thick palpitation appeared in her eyes.

"Thank you Uncle Zhu and Uncle He. ”

As soon as the words fell, her face was stunned, and she suddenly showed a thick horror.

Zhu Ren and He Biao in front of them, their faces were melting rapidly, like wax figures, indescribably terrifying, and there was a creepy smile on the corner of their mouths.

A pair of eyes, huge and terrifying, bloodshot, stared at Fang Qing deadly.

"Hey, hey'''"

Terrible laughter came from their bodies.

Yes!

A scream.

Call!

Fang Qing finally woke up from the nightmare, and sat up suddenly, sweating profusely, her face pale, and her eyes were full of deep horror.

It's too real.

This nightmare is exactly like the real thing.

Whew, whew!

Her chest heaved and she gasped for air, and she had never felt so panicked.

Wiping the sweat on his forehead, the whole person was soaked as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Long.

Her heart gradually calmed down.

With a slight palpitation, his eyes looked into the room.

The lights are like beans, and they are faintly jumping.

Outside, there was silence, no sound.

I can't even hear the snoring.

Fang Qing got up from the bed, put on a coat, and walked towards the outside of the room.

It was pitch black in the courtyard.

The lighted torch was extinguished at some point.

The man in charge of the night vigil did not know where he went.

With a hint of suspicion in her heart, Fang Qing took out the fire fold and walked around the courtyard, she couldn't see any figures, she walked towards the other rooms.

The room was dimly lit, so silent that there didn't seem to be even a sound of breathing.

"Uncle Zhu, Uncle He. ”

Fang Qing shouted outside the door.

The room was silent and no one responded.

She looked uneasy and shouted again.

Still no response.

In the end, Fang Qingyin gritted her teeth slightly, and directly pushed the door and walked in.

Inside the room, there was silence, and there was no one in the room.

There are paved floors on the ground, but Zhu Ren and He Biao have long since disappeared.

Fang Qing was surprised in her heart, observed for a while, went out of the room, and shouted to the other rooms, but there was no response.

She pushed open the room of Zhou Fangcai and Wu Pei.

It's still empty.

Fang Qing's heart swelled up with a deep fear for no reason.

All of them are gone.

It's just me.

"Lord Zhou Xiang, Lord Wu Xiang, where are you? ”

She shouted in panic.