Lu Yuan chuckled softly and said, "Since you have already made a guess, why do you still ask me?"

"I once wanted to enter a dream to understand the truth, but I wondered if the things in the dream realized my powerful spirituality and became afraid and never appeared in the dream."

"So I urgently need an awakened person who is not as strong in spirituality to enter a dream to investigate the truth."

Ye Hongxing stared at Lu Yuan straight and said quietly, his meaning was also very obvious.

He needed Lu Yuan to help him fall into his dream and find the truth about the matter.

Lu Yuan's face was stiff and he confirmed, "Isn't it dangerous?"

"Don't worry! There is definitely no danger!" Ye Hongxing said affirmatively, perhaps because he was afraid that Lu Yuan would not believe it, so he added: "I will always be by your side. Once any problems arise, I will wake you up immediately."

"I'm sure there's no problem?" Lu Yuan looked suspicious.

Ye Hongxing smiled reassuringly: "Don't worry, it's just a dream. I'm very skilled in this area of ​​business and there will be no problems."

"Is there no other way?" Lu Yuan struggled desperately.

"there is none left."

Lu Yuan let out a breath of turbid air.

"All right."

...

The vehicle pierced the thick night, entered the main street, and drove into a community. The community security guard had obviously known Ye Hongxing's license plate number. He looked around for a moment and then pulled up the railings.

Ye Hongxing drove into the community without changing his face and parked his car downstairs in a residential building.

“It’s here.”

Ye Hongxing took out a sackcloth bag from the back seat of the car, searched for a while, and then took out a red rope full of bells.

"Stretch out your left hand."

Ye Hongxing said in a low voice.

Although I don’t know what Ye Hongxing’s move meant, Lu Yuan still stretched out his left hand.

Ye Hongxing sent the red rope to his left hand in a very strange way. The red rope was straightened and gently flicked, and a bell sounded in the car in an instant.

Ye Hongxing then explained: "This is a kind of folk prayer technique in the Northern Herdsmanship. It uses red ropes and bells as signs to prevent you from getting lost in your dreams and keep you safe."

Lu Yuan looked up at the residential building and asked, "Is that the floor where the deceased lives? Don't we have to go up?"

"No, we are now in the "range of influence" of nightmare."

"What should I do next?"

"Let your spirituality be contaminated with the smell of the first two dead." In the silent carriage, Ye Hongxing spoke in a quiet voice.

Lu Yuan was slightly stunned, and a chill in his heart for a moment.

"What does it mean to be contaminated with the dead? Is it so heavy?"

"Spirituality is the embodiment of consciousness. The so-called contamination of the deceased is to make you silently recite the name in your heart and slowly fall into a dream."

Ye Hongxing pulled the seat of the car, slowly lowered Lu Yuan's seat, and said in a low voice, "Two dead... Wang Xishan, Chen Huanyuan, remember these two names."

"Your spirituality is contaminated with the smell of two dead. Nightmare will sneak into your dreams following the smell of two dead. Remember that dreams are the reflection of reality, everything has its own prototype. Only when the delusions are gone can you see the original heart."

"You don't have to be afraid. I will always be guarding you. Once you find anything abnormal, you will wake you up immediately."

Lu Yuan nodded slightly, closed his eyes, lay flat on the seat, silently reciting the names of the two deceased.

A light red incense was lit by Ye Hongxing and inserted it in front of the carriage. The incense was obviously effective. Smelling this faint fragrance, Lu Yuan felt extremely quiet at this moment. Apart from the two names he silently recited, there was no distraction in his heart, and there was not even a trace of fear that was about to face the strangeness.

He felt his consciousness becoming more and more blurred, and a sense of hazy gradually arises.

...

It was like a person suddenly woke up when he was half asleep and half awake. When Lu Yuan suddenly woke up, he realized that he was actually in a very familiar room.

The familiar furnishings and arrangements undoubtedly mean no matter to Lu Yuan.

"Is this my room?"

Lu Yuan's eyebrows jumped, and there was something strange between them.

But since it is an absurd and unreasonable dream, I will give up.

He pushed the door open and walked out, and there was a long and strange corridor outside the house.

"I have never seen this corridor before. The room is obviously my room, but when it comes out, it is a completely different world." Lu Yuan frowned slightly and looked out.

The corridor in the middle of the night was pitch black and silent, and the lights in the corridor were lit up in the distance, emitting dim lights and flashing slightly.

The light was like the eyes of the ghosts stationed here in the darkness, with an evil spirit, as if staring straight at Lu Yuan.

Staring at Lu Yuan, my heart was cold.

He touched it in his arms and took out a cell phone.

It's his cell phone.

"No further ado, look for clues first."

He closed the door, raised his cell phone, and began to walk through this deep and quiet corridor.

The sound of footsteps slowly echoed in the corridor.

All the portals here are closed, and most rooms have dark cracks at the bottom of the doors. I don’t know if there are people inside, but only a few rooms are bright.

I don’t know how long this corridor is. Lu Yuan walked for nearly ten minutes but didn’t finish it. Even the distance between the extremely distant light was still far away. It seemed that after walking for ten minutes, he did not shorten the distance between him and the light.

"Because this is a dream? Some things are unlogical at all."

In the darkness, Lu Yuan frowned.

"Obviously, there is no end to this corridor. Since that's the case, I can only try to enter the house."

He turned around and began to return carefully as he did the same way.

I don’t know how long I left, but Lu Yuan suddenly stopped.

He stared at a ray of light that was diagonally coming from a distance, and his heart turned sharply.

He followed the way, paying special attention to the portals, which were closed.

However, when I came back, a door actually opened?

What does it mean to open the door...?

He turned off his cell phone flashlight and tiptoed over.

Before he could get close enough, he heard a sensational sound of opera. In such a dark environment, this opera actually made Lu Yuan feel a thrilling feeling that made him tingle.

He pressed his fear of running away, and leaned quietly against the door and looked inside through the faint crack of the door.

The sight of peeking through the crack of the door was extremely limited, and Lu Yuan was cautious, fearing that he would alarm the residents inside.

A worn radio was placed on the cabinet within sight, and the sound of opera came from here.

Not far from the cabinet, the wooden rocking chair was shaking gently, occasionally making a slight "crunching" sound.

The sight was empty and the furnishings were normal, but for some reason, Lu Yuan felt that the room gave him a very strange feeling.

He frowned and looked at the furnishings in the house. He could not tell where this strange feeling came from.

Suddenly, his eyes stopped.

His eyes were frozen in a large black shadow that shone diagonally towards the ground. He suddenly realized something, and his face suddenly turned pale.

He pushed the door gently, and half of the room hidden behind the door appeared in front of him.

A corpse with disheveled hair was hung on the ceiling fan, and an old man looked down at Lu Yuan standing at the door.
Chapter completed!