The sober managers looked at each other and looked at Yan Li in unison, silently waiting for the people outside to come in.

Five people in black uniforms strode in, the leader's eagle-like eyes locked on Yan Li.

"Yan Li, you are now suspected of violating the regulations that managers must not interfere with the dream, and the responsible sleep tester Xiang Ya is suspected of disrupting the safety and order of the dream."

"Now please come with us to Security Service."

The man at the head looked at the rest of the people standing there, and turned his head to instruct the people behind him: "Take the other people who are still awake back for questioning."

"Record all managers entering and exiting this supervision room, and the rest are handed over to the medical team for treatment, and they will be questioned after they wake up."

Yan Li watched the other party come towards her, she did not resist, did not argue, and let others put her hands in hand.

Just before leaving the supervision room, Yan Li looked back at the screen.

Xiang Ya was being carried by Jia Jia steadily, and the two were walking towards the depths of the underground space.

'Little cutie, you did it. ' Yan Li said silently in his heart.

...

Jia Jia continued to move forward with Xiangya on her back.

Xiang Ya didn't say where she was going before she fell unconscious, but Jia Jia knew that the biggest threat in the dream was the ghost boss who dominated the dungeon.

As someone of the same kind, she can somewhat perceive where the resentment is the most powerful, and now, she perceives a strong aura in the southeast.

She won't take her sister to hide, and her previous experience of being trapped in a dream let her know—

To solve the problem, hiding is not enough, they can only be safe if they kill the fear and threat in person.

Jia Jia is going to kill all the ghosts who will hurt her sister, so that they can walk together in the dream without hindrance.

She walked in the white and bright space, paying attention to the surrounding situation.

"Sister is a serious observer. She can't see it now. I want to help her see it."

The pure black eyeballs flowed down the conveyor belts on both sides, and on each conveyor belt there were comatose old men, and their translucent bodies gradually became solid, making it impossible to simply observe the adhesion of mildew on the bones. , to determine how much life they have left.

The long conveyor belt carries an unknown number of human bodies.

Jia Jia couldn't feel the smell of Specter from them, but an aura that made her psychologically disgusted was constantly creeping into the bodies of these old men.

It smells like a ghost, and it smells like some kind of rancid smell that can only be found in hell.

Jia Jia pursed her lips, walked to the edge of one of the conveyor belts, and kicked the conveyor belt with force.

The lamp embedded in the wall was broken, and the underground space was no longer completely white.

Jia Jia did the same thing to the conveyor belt on the other side, and soon, the space where she and Xiang Ya were in became pitch black.

Jia Jia was standing in the middle of the road, with white light in the front and back, which made her a little dazed.

She felt like she was standing in the biochemical laboratory that she had read in textbooks before her death.

"What is this dream doing with the dying old man?"

...

After Zhang Fanyu received Xiang Ya's contact paper figurine, he immediately responded to her words, but the paper figurine's coat quickly burned out.

He was about to use the paper figurine for the second time, when Miss Huang caught up behind him.

Zhu Jia kept the diamond armor unfolded so that those attacks would not hurt the two of them.

Miss Huang was too angry because she couldn't hurt them all the time. She screamed, and suddenly countless ghost nurses poured out from every floor.

They tried to obstruct them in various ways, forcibly dragging Zhang Fanyu's progress.

Fifteen minutes have passed since the message was sent to Bud.

Zhang Fanyu became more and more anxious. He shook the electric baton loudly, just to sweep away the rushing nurses.

Zhu Jia took out a small ball prop from the backpack, with thin red and white threads intertwined on it, which looked extremely delicate.

"I'll count to three later, you jump off from the third floor."

"1, 2, 3."

Zhang Fanyu stepped onto the railing on the floor and jumped off.

Zhu Jia threw red and white balls into the group of nurses chasing after him.

With a loud bang, the ghost nurse who was chasing after him was blown to pieces.

Zhang Fanyu also used this impact to drive him to jump further, and he jumped steadily to the ground.

Mo Xinxin heard a loud noise, pushed He Ke in time, and walked out of the room.

"It's a big battle."

The corners of Zhu Jia's mouth tightened, "Stop sighing, Xiang Ya was taken to the basement, trying to find a way to save her."

Mo Xinxin's smile froze, and she scratched the sides of her head with her hands in horror and irritability.

"Ah, Mr. Shi Lai will never forgive Xinxin, what should I do..."

Zhu Jia flipped the Byakugan lightly, he patted Zhang Fanyu on the shoulder, and pointed to the lamp not far away.

"It should be that one, go open it."

He Ke was still in a coma, Zhang Fanyu pointed at him and asked, "How does he deal with it?"

Mo Xinxin was in a bad mood, so she casually took out a small capsule from her backpack, and with a whoosh, the capsule became bigger, and she casually threw He Ke into it.

Carrying the capsule on his back, he ran quickly to the lamp without any sense of strain.

"Is it here?" After speaking, he twisted the lamp.

At this time, Miss Huang, who had regained her human form, had chased to the first floor. She saw Mo Xinxin who had caused her to be shattered this time, and her anger reached its peak. Holding a syringe that appeared in her hand at some time, she rushed straight come.

A blood-orange liquid dangled in the syringe, which looked abnormal at first glance.

"Grandma Zhu's condition is getting worse and she needs intensive treatment."

After finishing speaking, she casually pulled the old man beside her and poured the liquid into his neck.

The old man's sluggish face instantly turned ferocious. The originally skinny breasts were half inflated, and the blue veins and muscles bulged, but the cheeks were thinned into a thin piece, sticking to the skull, and the long and sharp fangs grew out. A cloudy green liquid was spilled.

"Roar!"

The mutated old man sped up and rushed towards them. Just looking at the momentum, it was not comparable to the group of ghost guards just now.

It takes time to turn the lamp, Zhu Jia said nothing, and continued to expand the protection range of the Vajra Armor, firmly covering the three of them.

"Mo Xinxin, hurry up!"

He has always been calm this time, and his voice was also a little nervous.

But for some unknown reason, this lamp was extremely difficult to twist. Mo Xinxin tried his best to twist it around, but the wall remained unchanged.

More and more old people came out of the room, and they were injected with the same liquid by the nurses who came to the first floor, and each old man turned into a similar monster.

Zhang Fanyu and Zhu Jia couldn't do anything to these ghosts who were once humans, they could only urge Mo Xinxin to turn the lamp quickly.

Vajra Armor was pounced on by countless monsters, and they were wrapped tightly, only a few punches away from the three of them.

Zhang Fanyu frowned and strode towards the lamp. He slumped his shoulders and turned counterclockwise while holding the solid column in both hands. The locked wall was slowly pushed away to the right.

The three of them looked happy, and hurriedly ran into the basement.

The door was quickly locked, but Miss Huang and a dozen monsters also chased in.

Mo Xinxin was tired of being chased, so she took the initiative to go back to the end, let the two explore in front, took out the advanced spell in her backpack, and threw it directly at Miss Huang, at the same time, the other dozen or so pieces of paper were stuck to the back. on the monster.

The old man who was about to rush over was immobilized, and only Miss Huang's body was gradually swallowed by the red flames.

"what!"

Terrifying screams erupted in the narrow passage, forming a terrifying echo.

Mo Xinxin watched the other party burn to ashes with cold eyes, and kicked the ashes away from the ground with his toes.

"Finally, I can be quiet for a while."

She turned to catch up with Zhu Jia and the others, and saw the two stopped in front of the corner.

The eyes of the two fell on the paper dust on the edge.

Zhang Fanyu said: "This is the contact paper man, and Xiang Ya contacted me here at that time."

He took out the blue paper figurine that belonged to him, and said silently in his heart, the paper figurine in the center of his palm burned silently, and the flame touched his palm without feeling warm.

Zhang Fanyu watched intently as the paper figurine burnt out the second coat, the flames beating in his silent eyes, filled with some unknown emotion.

Mo Xinxin and Zhu Jia both looked at him until he slowly retracted his palms and put the paper figurines with only one layer left in his pocket.

"No response," he said.

The other two had solemn expressions on their faces.

Zhu Jia pointed at the corner of the corner that was about to turn, and said, "The breath inside is terrible, everyone be careful."

Zhang Fanyu clenched the only electric baton in his hand and walked over steadily.

Before turning the corner, everyone saw only darkness, but when the three people actually walked into the corner, a square hole with white light appeared in front of them.

Those white lights are not projected, and this mysterious space can only be glimpsed after turning the corner.

Zhu Jia and Mo Xinxin's breathing suddenly slowed down. The three of them came to the entrance of the cave, and their breathing was almost non-existent.

"It's not right." Zhang Fanyu, the only one who remained awake, stopped, and also pulled Mo Xinxin, who was moving forward unconsciously.

He whispered to the two of them, but they didn't respond, their expressions vaguely like the patients he saw in the ward—

Those poor people who have been drained of life, have forgotten the past, and can only think of death...

Zhang Fanyu tore off the hem of his clothes and bound his and Mo Xinxin's ankles with cloth strips.

‘You can’t be afraid because of the unknown ahead, Xiang Ya is still waiting for me to find her. ’

He let go of Mo Xinxin's hand and let himself keep up with her pace.

The three of them crossed the white light, as if it happened in an instant, and it also seemed to have gone a long time. Zhang Fanyu opened his eyes again and appeared in a vast space.

He looked at this place in slight surprise. Not far away was a group of old people lined up in a square, and Mo Xinxin and Zhu Jia wanted to lean towards the crowd.

Zhang Fanyu took advantage of his height to look from afar to see if a familiar figure appeared in the crowd, but obviously Xiang Ya did not appear here.

He followed Mo Xinxin into the crowd, and looked around, the old man beside him was full of old looks, his eyes were dead, and he fixedly looked at the altar in front of him.

Zhang Fanyu followed their line of sight, crossed the crowd, and looked over.

He saw a man's corpse lying in the center of the altar with its head raised, its head facing the pointed body not far away, and the silver-white liquid melted into a large pool of blood under the man's body...

From this perspective, it is like he raised his head and drank holy water and made a pilgrimage to the sky.

Zhang Fanyu walked quickly through the crowd, walked to the man's corpse, and looked at the wounds of the corpse below with a solemn expression.

"It's all vital to the human body, the knife is deadly, the murderer is extremely familiar with the structure of the human body, and the tactics are old and vicious..."

"Who is it..."

The author says:

Sir Zhang: The murderer's methods are old and vicious, where is the dangerous person who appeared.

Xiang Ya woke up with a good expression: Ah, what a vicious method, who killed it...

Chi Mingjun: Don't you know that you killed me? !

(Warm reminder: there will be no update tomorrow and Sunday)