"What on earth do you mean, am I in a dreamland now?" I was shocked when I heard the word dreamland. I felt something was wrong from the beginning. Is it true that everything I experienced was a dreamland? At this time, I expect my experience to be illusory, because such a village will encounter such a disaster
"Ha ha, let’s be clear. Maybe you don’t believe me, and you will doubt my motivation, so I will let you experience it for yourself." It’s hard to connect mummies with a low laugh and gentle words in the box.
Experience? I was puzzled and said, "How can I experience this room?"
"Hehe, close your eyes and think of it as a dream. It’s all over when you wake up."
I laughed coldly when I heard this almost talking. At this time, I closed my eyes and suspected that it was suicide. However, although I thought so, my eyelids were not obedient, and my heart was shocked. Regardless of what the mummy really belongs to, its strength is absolutely strong.
After a while, when I opened my eyes, I found that the old sound of a box at the entrance of the hospital had disappeared.
After a few hesitations, I finally stepped into the hospital. Just now, the old voice said that everything is an illusion. Since it is an illusion, what am I worried about? Even if there is danger, it is an illusion, which has caused substantial damage to the real truth.
After I arrived in the courtyard, I stopped and looked around the courtyard, but I couldn’t see the color of the ground covered by dense weeds. The front courtyard was different from the general courtyard, because there were too many rooms here, and there were twenty rooms in the courtyard, which were crowded. Each room was very narrow, and it was ok to live alone and put a bed, but it was not possible to put his things.
"You’re here, Ling Xiaobai, and the dean just ordered you to work quickly."
Hmm?
"Work?" I look one leng and he really doesn’t know what kind of work he should do.
"Are you stupid? Do you forget to work after sleeping? Or are you kidding me? If the dean comes back, the two of us will be finished. Hurry up and sweep the yard."
The young man shook his head and said with strength that his haggard face could not hide his yellow, as if he had not eaten for a long time, and he was completely malnourished.
Seeing that I’m still standing still, the young man frowned and said with a wry smile, "I said, what time is it? There are still jokes. If the dean doesn’t clean up the courtyard before returning to the nursing home, then the two of us are really dead. We know never to joke when there is no work. It doesn’t matter what you say at night. During the day, the two of us are forbidden to communicate."
This man said a long sentence, and the whole person seemed to have been depressed for a long time. After saying this sentence, the whole person suddenly relaxed a lot, but his look was still tense. When it came to the word dean, he looked not only nervous, but also clearly fearful, as if the dean could induce anxiety in people’s hearts like a demon.
However, I can’t relax. It doesn’t matter whether it’s a fantasy or not. What matters is that I heard three words from the young population.
Nursing home!
What? This is a nursing home! Wait, this is an illusion, not a reality. I try my best to comfort myself and try to calm my heart.
"I said what’s wrong with you today? Are you taking the wrong medicine? Just now, I have told you to hurry up. If you don’t finish it before the dean comes back, you will be in trouble. By the way, do you want to quit? If you don’t want to quit, you can find the dean now and don’t get me into trouble. "
It seems that I didn’t move and angered the young man. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be so angry. I could smile and say nothing about this result. I wanted to explain it, but I didn’t know how to explain it. I secretly thought, since my experience is an illusion now, what else can I explain? Anyway, it’s all an illusion
The young man threw a broom with an angry face, and I snapped it off the ground in front of me. Then I bent down and picked it up. The broom was about to sweep and do something, when suddenly a weak scream came from a distance, we both stopped moving at the same time.
"ah!"
"What happened?" I also asked consciously, who knows that young people are more nervous than a face of fear, as if they had seen the most horrible thing in the world.
"Don’t ask and concentrate on your work!"
After that, the young man threw a broom and went directly away from the flustered figure. I frowned. This nursing home was really not simple. Yuan Qing not only wanted to get something important from it, but also found a mummy. Now it is strange to scream, as if there are too many secrets hidden in the nursing home.
The dreamland is the root of the dreamland, not the truth. I seem to have forgotten!
Chapter 37 It’s too real
The sound is coming from the backyard!
After a while, I suddenly made a decision. Since it was a fantasy, even if I was in danger, it would be a false alarm, and it would not hurt the real me. I thought of this and quietly walked into the backyard to see what secrets were hidden in the backyard.
The strange screams became lower and lower, and finally disappeared completely. I frowned and I didn’t know that the screams were full of strangeness. When I walked into the backyard, I found it even weirder. There were about twenty rooms in the back yard, which seemed crowded. This design gave people an uncomfortable feeling. Walking into the narrow courtyard seemed to have a blocked chest.
The strange courtyard is quiet and scary, and I can’t hear the sound. It seems that even the air in the narrow courtyard is compressed, and it is gradually difficult to breathe. Every time I turn around, I can see the door of the house. At this moment, I seem to be in a huge maze. Is it a fantasy to find the exit of the maze? Everything is too real.
I carefully moved my steps and looked around, convinced that everything around me was a fantasy, and the whole person finally calmed down a lot.
Cheep!
Squeak
Squeak!
Suddenly, a door was suddenly hit, followed by a second door, a third door and a fourth door.
In a short time, almost all the doors have been knocked down, and so on. There is still one door that has not been knocked down, just in front of me. I can see clearly that every door that has been knocked down is nothing, and the swinging room is more weird than almost all the rooms, except of course the one right in front of me has not been knocked down.
What is hidden in it? I came to the room with a dignified look. I didn’t hit the door with my hands. Suddenly, a cold touch made me tremble. It was too cold. I recovered my hands and my face showed a surprised look. The truth is deeper than before. According to common sense, there should be no such strong feeling for the cold. The dreamland in front of me is too real. Everything feels too strong. It is hard to believe.
Fantasy is a fantasy!
I keep repeating this sentence in my heart as if to eliminate the fear that is growing in my heart.
Damn it!
How can a small door stop my pace? I am now the head of Zhong Kui Gate. I want to let Zhong Kui Gate carry forward in my hands. There is a way forward and no chance to retreat. Thought of this, there is a firm retreat on my face. I shouldn’t be afraid, I shouldn’t move forward, even if I die, I can’t turn back.
"Master, I will never let you down. Zhong Kui Gate will not destroy my hand."
Vows never change vows!
Promise to die! Promise!
For a moment, I clenched my fist and drank a powerful force and slammed into the closed door. The door method blocked such a powerful attack. The two doors were actually separated from the doorframe and were directly blown away. Seeing all this, I strode into the room with an expression on my face.
It’s so cold!
I can’t find his color in the sight of a piece of white. Everything in the room is white, and the cold is raging. Suddenly, it gives people a feeling that it is like coming to the ice and snow. It seems that the cold has reached the extreme level. As soon as I entered the room, my body seemed to be stuck in a quagmire. The most terrible thing is that I can’t move after two or three steps.
Damn it, what the hell is this place? Isn’t it too cold?
"Help!"
"Help!"
"It’s so cold!"
"Who will help me?"
One by one, the shrill screams of old voices resounded through the room, and several sounds intertwined to form a more horrible sound. Damn it, I looked angry and didn’t even see a ghost. I was trapped and struggled, but I was able to move a little. At this rate, I am afraid that a generation will leave the room.
My body seems to be frozen, and my muscles and veins are frozen, and this situation is getting worse and worse, but I have no way out of the predicament. Do I really want to freeze this place to death? I’m afraid it won’t be long before the body function will further decline, and the profit will be deprived of death and frozen to death.
Damn it, I have mastered a lot of spells. If my hands were not frozen, portraying a red flame symbol or dragon anger at this time would definitely change the cold in the room and make the whole person move freely again. Unfortunately, I don’t even have the ability to depict spells now.
There are more and more old voices, which are as noisy and messy as a vegetable market. However, when you hear people, you will never feel lively. The only feeling is fear. It is hard for ordinary people to imagine what kind of scene it is.
What the hell is this place? Is it really a fantasy?
To tell the truth, from the moment I entered the nursing home, I doubted whether what I experienced was an illusion or not, and this suspicion became stronger and stronger. Now I am almost sure that what I experienced in front of me is not an illusion, but a reality. If it is true, then what did the old man in the box say about experiencing an illusion? Did he lie?
After careful consideration, the old man in the box seems to have no reason to lie, and his mysterious strength is extremely strong. Even if he kills me, it is not difficult. I am afraid it can be done easily. Since he can kill me easily, it seems that there is no need to make intrigue.
Really? Fake?
At this time, the noisy sound roots made me restless to find a way out of the frozen predicament. I roared, "Can’t the damn sound stop? If I freeze to death, who can save you?"
Who knows that the old man’s cry for help actually disappeared!
The room was quiet and scary, and I froze. I never dreamed that my words could count for help. The old people were so obedient. Are they really waiting for someone to save them? Now it seems possible.
"Young man, we will help you get out, but you must promise to destroy this nursing home!"
Suddenly, an old voice broke, and it remained quiet for a while.
After saying that, my body actually moved. Although the cold feeling is still there, there is no extreme that can freeze.
Weird, real fantasy, real request, real everything!
Is everything really true?
The old man in the box must be lying. Everything in front of him is true. How is it possible that he told me that it was all a fantasy? Could he really have some conspiracy? I can’t figure out what all this is about, whether it’s true in front of me or whether the old man in the box is telling the truth.