Chapter 34 The First Believer of Fear

Yan Wenjing was angry and tired, and fell asleep crying on the table.

In her sleep, her consciousness seemed to have fallen into the deep sea, sinking and sinking continuously...

Wrapped in darkness and silence.

But when it sank to the bottom, Yan Wenjing was shocked suddenly and woke up suddenly.

"I, where am I? Is it in a dream?"

Yan Wenjing looked bewildered.

At this moment, she is in an endless sea of ​​flowers.

The golden sun shone on her body, making her feel like she was soaking in a hot spring.

Warm and comfortable.

Yan Wen quietly sniffed the fragrance of flowers, bathed in sunshine, and felt comfortable and joyful for a long time.

"If this is a dream, please last longer."

A smile appeared on Yan Wenjing's face, she forgot her troubles and pains, and started to walk in the sea of ​​flowers.

At this moment, she doesn't want to care about other things, she just wants to enjoy this short-lived beauty.

It doesn't matter even if it's illusory.

She is too tired to live...

time flies.

Unknowingly, the sky gradually darkened.

The surrounding scene remained unchanged, and Yan Wenjing gradually became restless.

Although the scenery is beautiful, it has not changed in the slightest.

After a long time, there is an inexplicable strange feeling.

Yan Wenjing wanted to leave, but no matter how she walked, she couldn't.

It was as if she was deep in a maze, trapped in it!
Meanwhile, it was getting darker.

The golden sunlight disappeared, and darkness enveloped the entire space.

In the haze, there seemed to be ghosts flickering, and after twisting a few times, they disappeared.

I don't know if it is real or a hallucination.

The originally sweet dream gradually developed into a nightmare.

A cold and evil feeling climbed up!
"Why am I still awake? Is this really a dream?"

Yan Wenjing felt chills in her heart, pinched herself hard but couldn't wake up.

Now she is completely panicked!
Yan Wenjing quickened her pace, running wildly in the sea of ​​flowers without a clue, hoping to escape.

But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get rid of this endless sea of ​​weird flowers.

At the same time, large areas of flowers quickly withered and withered.

The soil below began to swell slightly, sending out bursts of rancid stench.

It seems that something terrible is brewing!

"Is there anyone? Help! Someone help me!"

Yan Wenjing was terrified and shouted loudly.

But she seemed to be the only one in this world, and she didn't get any response.

……

Yan Wenjing kept running, and the fear in her heart became more and more intense.

Just when she was exhausted, a burst of intermittent humming suddenly came from the depths of the sea of ​​flowers.

Very gentle, like a lullaby a mother hums to her child.

"Is this... mother's voice?"

Yan Wenjing was taken aback for a moment, then his eyes lit up casually.

Even after so many years, she still remembers it clearly.

It's definitely mom's voice!
It was the voice she missed!

Strength surged from Yan Wenjing's tired body again, and she chased after the sound.

The low humming became clearer and more coherent.

Listening, Yan Wenjing couldn't help but burst into tears.

Her consciousness was chaotic, and she ran towards the sound like a moth to a flame.

At this moment, there was only one thought in Yan Wenjing's mind - to find the source of the sound!

……

As Yan Wenjing ran, the distance between her and the humming sound got closer and closer.

Soon, she ran near the voice.

In the darkness, Yan Wenjing vaguely saw a tall and thin figure waving at her stiffly.

"Quiet, quiet, come to mommy!"

Yan Wenjing thought it was a bit weird at first, but when she heard the voice, she was taken aback and rushed over, hugging the figure.

"Mom, I miss you!"

Yan Wenjing's tears flowed down without disappointment.

When she was eight years old, her mother died of illness.

Since then, she has become an unloved child.

Along the way, I have suffered too much and suffered too much grievance.

But there is not even a place to confide.

There was too much pain accumulated in Yan Wenjing's heart.

As long as she can see her mother, even in a dream, Yan Wenjing is very satisfied.

However, after a short period of joy and excitement, Yan Wenjing suddenly felt something was wrong.

She has grown up, how can she still be so small in front of her mother?
Thinking of this, Yan Wenjing let go of her arms slightly, and looked up carefully.

With the help of a few rays of moonlight in the dark night, Yan Wenjing finally saw clearly.

What she was holding was not her dead mother, but a tall, thin and ferocious scarecrow!
"Huh~~huh~~~huh~~~"

The scarecrow's big jagged mouth opened and closed, making a familiar and kindly humming sound.

But the huge gap between sound and image creates a strong sense of horror!
At this moment, Yan Wenjing only felt her scalp burst, and her chaotic consciousness instantly woke up.

"what!"

After being stunned for half a second, Yan Wenjing yelled in fear.

She let go of her hands, turned around and wanted to run away.

But how can I escape at this time?
One scarecrow after another emerged from the sea of ​​withered and rotting flowers, surrounding her.

These scarecrows approached slowly, opening and closing their mouths, making weird and weird sounds.

These voices kept drilling into Yan Wenjing's mind as if they had substance.

She hugged her head, fear mixed with pain, bursting out at the same time.

"what!!!"

Yan Wenjing raised her head, her expression twisted, and she let out a shrill cry.

Everything in the nightmare has reached the extreme that she can bear!

…………

"Bah!"

Yan Wenjing heard a sound like a broken mirror, and the dream disappeared.

She sat up abruptly, panting heavily, drenched in cold sweat.

"Huh! Huh! Huh! Is this... awake?"

Panting, she looked around in horror, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when she found herself in the dormitory.

"What's your name? Are you so annoying? Don't sleep and get out!"

At this time, a roommate who was awakened cursed vaguely, turned over and continued to sleep.

Yan Wenjing checked the time and found that it was already past three o'clock in the morning.

This dream was not only realistic and terrifying, but also very long.

Is this really just an ordinary nightmare?
Yan Wenjing covered her head and fell into deep doubt.

She vaguely felt that she had changed.

Something seemed to have entered her body, and bursts of hallucinatory whispers rang out in her ears.

Or maybe... is she crazy?
Just when Yan Wenjing was feeling confused, she suddenly froze, staring straight ahead.

On the table, there was a small scarecrow doll.

The shape is ferocious and terrifying, as if it will come alive at any time.

The appearance of this scarecrow was exactly the same as in her dream!
At this moment, Yan Wenjing was terrified.

However, he stretched out his trembling palm like a demon, and grabbed the scarecrow doll.

"Snapped!"

After a while, Yan Wenjing held the scarecrow tightly, and then trembled all over.

The raving beside the ear became clear.

The whole world becomes brighter!

A strange smile appeared on Yan Wenjing's face.

She finally understood everything.

This is the call of the God of Fear!
Yan Wenjing looked up at the roommate who scolded her just now, and knew what to do next.

(End of this chapter)

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