Xiang Ya's heart skipped a beat, she pretended to turn around and hold Mo Xinxin's hand to find a position in front of her. Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the man on the stage without a trace.

The man wore black-rimmed glasses and had a plain appearance. He was the same type of person as Zhu Qing, the murderer he met in the dream of a headless ghost before—

Ordinary to the extreme, it is an existence that ordinary people can easily forget at a glance.

Xiang Ya silently remembered this person deeply in his mind.

She didn't know what a ghost was, but she turned her head and saw the vigilance in Mo Xin's heart, and she instantly understood the crisis at hand.

Xiang Ya and Mo Xinxin looked at each other.

There was a calmness in her eyes that she didn't even notice.

Mo Xin's heart was a little relieved.

Just now, at the risk of being marked by miscellaneous ghosts, she used props to give Xiang Ya a breath, for fear that she would accidentally provoke such ghosts.

Xiang Ya normally pulled Mo Xinxin to sit in a back position.

Mo Xinxin felt the wetness in the hand holding her.

She tilted her head slightly and looked at the "calm" Xiang Ya. After thinking about it for a long time, the other empty hand silently crushed the high-end prop that appeared out of thin air in her palm.

The voice of the man asking everyone to enter the arena was instantly annihilated, and everything around seemed to be wrapped in a vacuum.

Xiang Ya's eyes widened a little in surprise.

"Miss Xiang Ya, this space cover only lasts for 1 minute, I'll make a long story short."

Mo Xinxin's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Miscellaneous ghosts are ghosts that only appear at SS Level and above. They are things that are used in nightmares. Ghosts breed resentment and construct hotels. An Cheng uses the power of resentment to construct dreams. In this way, the dream is equivalent to the power of resentment.processing.

The dream will gradually separate from the ghost body. The longer it exists, the more difficult the dream, the stronger the degree of separation. Such a dream has a 1% chance of nourishing existences such as miscellaneous ghosts.

Miscellaneous ghosts don't need to follow the will of Specter, they only serve nightmares. If the dream is set to escape only 5 people, it can break through the safe room and kill only 5 people; if the dream is set to be wiped out, it will kill everyone. "

"Because the safe room is also something in the dream, the miscellaneous ghosts have the ability to break through."

1 minute passed quickly.

After explaining the origin of the ghosts, Mo Xinxin quickly dropped the last paragraph.

"Miscellaneous ghosts can know who is the sleeper in the dream, but they follow the dream setting and won't necessarily approach us."

"But it must be remembered that the higher the level of ghosts, the stronger their personal will. Don't arouse their interest. Once they are marked, the person who kills them first is the mark."

"If you are unfortunate enough to be marked, then use all means to rush to kill them first, remember, it is to use all means!"

After saying this, the space cover shattered.

To the outside world, Mo Xinxin and Xiang Ya were just sitting on the chairs with normal expressions, and there was no eye contact at all.

But the moment before the space cover was broken, Mo Xinxin's cold warning echoed in Xiang Ya's ears.

She heard the words of the man on the stage instructing the old man to sit down again, and the other's every move was more in line with the definition of a normal person than the old people in front of her.

However, such 'normal' people are monsters born of dreams.

'The miscellaneous ghosts who don't meet the dream level go to S Level, will this dream level eventually be upgraded?Or is this what Gui Chi did...'

Before entering the dream, Yan Li had clearly told her that this copy of the dream also contained the breath of Gui Chi, and she needed to come in to investigate.

Xiangya looked up slightly at the man who was about to introduce himself.

The old people in the audience were staring at him with dull eyes, and the audience was silent, but the man was so comfortable as if he was speaking in a lively welcome.

The man looked around, and finally his eyes fell in the direction of Xiang Ya and the two of them sitting.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Hello everyone, my name is Chi Mingjun, and I'm the person in charge of the Evian Mountain project."

"I sincerely invite you to come here today because I heard that many elderly people are dissatisfied with our project recently. They are afraid that we will drive everyone away and prevent everyone from living here."

"But don't worry, our group will never do such a thing. The reason for everyone to come here today is to ask you to sign an agreement."

"The group promises that when the Evian Mountain Resort Hotel is successfully built, this building complex will be preserved. The group even renovates the building for everyone, adding equipment and play facilities..."

"After the agreement is signed, it has legal effect. When everyone finds that the group's actions do not conform to the content of the agreement, they can ask us to compensate for the loss."

After speaking, an old uncle stood up tremblingly in the third row in front. His face was expressionless, his mouth opened and closed mechanically, but no sound came out.

Except for the sound of Chi Mingjun's breathing that occasionally sprayed onto the microphone, all other sounds in the room were annihilated.

His face turned slightly to one side, and he seemed to be listening intently.

Xiang Ya stared at this scene, chills all over.

Everyone is being forced into this silent play.

It's not that no one made a sound, but the moment the sound was made, it was snuffed out.

In the real world, after the establishment of the resort hotel, the sanatorium has long been torn down and rebuilt into other buildings for fun. Those old people who are bedridden day and night do not know where they are...

'A liar is a liar. ’ Xiang Ya retorted inwardly.

Chi Mingjun let the old man sit down with a smile, and soon a nurse brought a stack of agreements and handed it to him.

At the same time, another nurse walked in without anyone else, picked up the old man who was talking just now, and took him away from the side.

However, the rest of the people present didn't seem to notice this, and even the grandmother who was sitting next to the old man kept his body still in the act of listening to people's speech.

Xiang Ya's gaze couldn't help following the old man who was taken away. She saw the numb old man's body trembling the moment he stepped out of the room.

'He's afraid of...'

"I'm sorry to hear the bad news. During the meeting just now, an old man suddenly fell ill and needs to be transferred to the critically ill area to recuperate. I hope he can stay healthy until the day the hotel is built."

Chi Mingjun's words sounded again, he said apologetic words in his mouth, but his eyes were always smiling.

Xiang Ya's gaze quickly moved to the man on the stage, her hands on her knees gradually tightened, she looked at Chi Mingjun, and analyzed silently in her heart.

'Severely ill... The old uncle just now is not so sick that he can't do well at all. If he acts according to the contents of the instructions for nurses, then he...'

Only when he is 'ill' can he enter the critically ill area, so he is afraid.

‘There can be no dissenters, those who disapprove will be taken away, they will be punished. ’

Xiang Ya once again carefully observed the people around her.

'The dream started at 12:00 noon, and the sleep tester woke up at 7:00 am. The flow of time in the dream was the same as in the real world, which meant that the key to this dream was the period from 12:00 to 7:00 pm. '

'This time the ghost is like the dream I entered for the first time, and it is performing the process of being killed during his lifetime. '

During those seven hours, someone in a nursing home will die.

'And this person must have participated in this forum. '

"Will it be an opponent? Or is ta also silently observing all this?"

He kept throwing questions to Ya's brain, trying to clarify his thoughts.

However, the people gathered in the lobby on the first floor just now were divided into 3 parts and entered into different rooms. She could not see the situation in other rooms.

Xiang Ya's heart gradually became anxious.

Mo Xinxin beside her fell into another kind of anxiety.

She noticed Chi Mingjun's expression, and her heart sank.

‘This miscellaneous ghost has a complicated personality, it’s really annoying, it’s actually a high-level miscellaneous ghost. '

‘Where did Zhu Jian go? haven’t seen him for so long. Half of the two hours have passed. Is it so difficult to find the core scene this time? '

‘Forget it, it’s just a chance for me to prove that I’m much better than that little brat. As long as I don't anger this bastard, it's more than enough to protect Xiang Ya. '

Mo Xinxin smiled and looked sideways at Xiang Ya, 'If Xiang Ya can be left unscathed, Mr. Shi Lai will definitely recognize me more! '

Xiang Ya didn't understand Mo Xinxin's brain circuit. Seeing that a nurse came down to distribute agreements and signature pens, one of them had already been delivered to her.

Xiang Ya took a thin piece of paper and a pen, and read the ten lines at a glance. The lower right corner of the agreement needs to be signed by someone from the nursing home.

Mo Xinxin also took the paper, she didn't even think about writing the name of the patient Granny Zhu she played in the dream.

Just when the tip of her pen had already written down the agreement, Xiang Ya beside her suddenly tore up the paper.

"Sorry, I don't know why you approached me. Maybe someone appointed you here. Although I don't feel your malice, I want to verify the next few things myself."

She didn't look at Mo Xinxin, she lowered her head and finished speaking.

"The danger of being marked by the miscellaneous ghosts, I will bear it myself."

Mo Xinxin's always smiling face was dull, she stared blankly at Xiang Ya as she stood up, waved her hand, and pieces of paper fell like snowflakes.

Xiang Ya met Shang Chi Mingjun's cold eyes through the scattered paper fragments.

A strange pain suddenly came from the heart.

Xiang Ya resisted the urge to run away, and she waited quietly.

"This old woman seems to be out of her mind. It seems that her condition has worsened a lot. Send her to the critically ill area." Chi Mingjun said slowly into the microphone.

Xiang Ya finally let out a foul breath.

‘I can go back to the critically ill area, I don’t know if it’s still the intensively ill area where I stayed...’

The nurse who stayed nearby pulled her away.

Mo Xinxin quickly grabbed Xiang Ya, and asked in a low voice and hastily, "What do you want to do?!"

Xiang Bu smiled back.

"I'm going to investigate the truth."

——Investigate the ghost that has not yet appeared in the dream, the destruction of the sanatorium, and the truth about Gui Chi's setup.

Just like what Mo Xinxin said just now, what should I do if I am marked by a ghost?

Then try your best to strike first.

Xiang Ya put his hand into his pocket, and gently wrapped his good friend doll.

The author has something to say:

Mo Xinxin: I heard that the miscellaneous ghosts that appeared this time are very powerful. Hey, I can just hide with props. Miss Xiang Ya, don’t you think so?

Xiang Ya finished throwing the shredded paper in a daze: Ah, but I confronted him head-on, didn't you teach me to strike first...

Mo Xinxin said stiffly: "You are so weak, what a fuck!"

(Help, I'm going to live up to Mr. Shley's high hopes :))

Jia Jia clenched her fist: My sister really likes me, it doesn't matter, I will do my best to protect my sister!

(Finally pushed to the main plot of the dungeon, I hope that there will be no such thing as Kawen in life~)