Aoba Office

When this suspicion came up, I broke out in a cold sweat.

But having a cold sweat doesn't mean I'm alive. I feel like this, maybe it’s just that my consciousness has faked my senses, and my body is already dead.

I touch my body and can feel my breathing and heartbeat. I can also feel my own body temperature. Likewise, this cannot be evidence of "I am still alive."

I closed my eyes and tried to distinguish the yin energy around me.

The ghost's shadow enveloped the entire resort, and maybe even the entire mountain.

Other than that, I didn't feel any other yin energy. Ye Qing's Yin Qi can't be found, and I don't have any Yin Qi coming out of me.

should……

Still alive, right?

I'm not sure, and I don't know if I should use my ability on myself. Whether my ability can reverse my own time and bring myself back to life is also a question.

After doing a lot of useless thinking, I took a breath and decided to go to Ye Qing and Wu Ling first. They should already be here.

I walked towards the door.

The area of ​​the resort villa is very large, and the bedrooms are also very large. It took me more than ten steps to walk from the bed to the door.

There were no accidents during these dozen steps.

But when my feet crossed the line of the door, something suddenly came into my mind.

To be precise, it was as if my soul had been pulled away.

This is a sign of the beginning of the dream.

Before doing this, I probably would have been happy to be in a resort area. But I am already in Guangyuan Mountain. Entering the dreamland at this time is equivalent to throwing my defenseless body on the ghost's territory.

I wasn't dead before, and I might be dead now.

I gritted my teeth and tried to resist the dream for the first time.

At this moment, my soul seemed to be jumping back and forth between two points in time and two different spaces.

I saw and heard things.

The face of the little master of suicide came into my sight, and in an instant, Reporter Yuan’s frightened look appeared again. They are on the run. The Yin Qi chasing them belongs to Ye Qing.

Is this a dream scene I’ve seen before?

I was confused for a while and suddenly saw a strange person.

A middle-aged man wearing a suit and tie, who was incompatible with the surrounding environment and people around him, came into my sight. He roared angrily and pounced on the man who was running with Reporter Yuan.

I still have an impression of that man. He was a photographer I had met before.

Reporter Yuan was also knocked down and then slapped by the man in the suit.

They seemed to be arguing about something.

My soul returned to my body.

By this time I was already kneeling on the ground.

I gasped, my mind going blank.

Back to the body.

I cut off the dream.

But if this happens at a critical moment later, there will be endless troubles.

I got up from the ground and looked for a way out.

I am now on the second floor of the villa. After finding the stairs along the corridor, when I get downstairs, I see the main entrance of the villa.

Ye Qing chased the little master who committed suicide and they were also in the villa area, but he didn't know where they were in the villa area. Never get too close to me. It's so noisy. If I were nearby, I should hear the sound.

I held the dusty door handle and twisted it twice. The two doors made a sound, shook and dust fell, but they did not open.

The door lock fell off.

This is also reasonable.

I looked around and found a window on the first floor.

Only the glass door to the courtyard on the first floor can be opened. The glass door is locked from the inside and is easy to open, but going out is a Western-style courtyard. Originally there were only grass, swings, tables and chairs, and a half-person-high wall, but now it is occupied by various plants. I couldn't identify what those plants were, but the denseness, like a primeval forest, was enough to put me off.

Since the place was abandoned anyway, I simply picked up a chair and broke the closed glass window on the first floor.

Bang - bang! Wow…

The glass window shattered, and glass fell all over the floor.

I drilled out the hole and turned around to look around.

The sound of breaking glass carried echoes far and wide.

I waited for a while, but no one came, which made me disappointed.

Whether it's a human or a ghost, I want to see something moving now.

I want to prove that I am not trapped alone in a certain environment, unlike some ghosts on the Guangyuan Highway, with no newcomers in sight.

I walked around to the main entrance of the villa. The door number is three-dimensional and very prominent. Even if it is stained with dust, it will not be covered up. That dazzling "6" shape makes me feel a little subtle.

It's definitely not okay to walk around blindly.

I started from the main entrance of the villa and followed the main road to get to the main entrance of the resort.

If you want to leave the resort, you can only take this road. To find the ghost, you probably have to go in another direction.

My steps stopped.

Ye Qing is chasing the little masters and the others. If Wu Ling and the others get here, where will they go?

Their ultimate target should be that ghost. I want to meet them...

But where to find the ghost?

As soon as this idea came to me, the scenery in front of me suddenly changed again.

I concentrated quickly, trying to cut off the sudden dream.

I saw the little master of committing suicide again, as well as Reporter Yuan and Liu Liangwang, and a strange man who looked stronger than the others.

They did not run for their lives, but walked at a normal speed.

There was no blood on reporter Yuan's clothes.

This should be before they met Ye Qing.

As soon as I made my judgment, I saw several people walking towards a villa.

"No. 4!" The little master of suicide took the lead and pointed to the house number at the door of the villa very happily.

Number 4... was near me... then they should have gone deeper into the resort.

I thought this, and when I came back to my senses, I realized that I should cut off the dream.

Bang——

The sound of impact startled me, and also scared the death-seeking experts and the others.

They walked around the villa and saw figures in the house at the side windows of the villa.

Reporter Yuan was very excited, "Hurry up and shoot! Dear viewers, we saw people in this abandoned villa area that has been unmanaged for many years! There should be no one here..."

"Yuan Xiaomei!"

The people in the house let out muffled shouts.

Reporter Yuan’s narration stopped abruptly.

The little expert who wanted to say something to death turned his head and looked at Reporter Yuan.

People in the house slapped the windows and wiped the dust off them.

The little master of suicide was so courageous that he stepped forward and wiped off the dust on the outside of the glass window, and also removed a few vines on the window.

A middle-aged man wearing a suit and tie appeared in front of me. He was supposed to have his hair combed meticulously, but now it was messy, revealing his somewhat bald forehead.

"Yuan Xiaomei! Please save me!" the middle-aged man shouted.

The little master of suicide took a step back and looked at Reporter Yuan again.

"This is our editor-in-chief... Our editor-in-chief should be in..." Reporter Yuan stuttered.

The man I had never seen before came forward, held something in his hand, and knocked on the glass window.

The little master of committing suicide shouted: "Wait! Don't let him out! That might..."

Wow!

Glass shattered all over the floor.

The man in a suit in the room was startled, took several steps back, and almost fell down. He gasped and stared, looking frightened.

The man who smashed the window turned his head and said calmly: "This is not a ghost. It is not arranged by your magazine, right?"

Reporter Yuan shook his head stiffly.

The man in the suit walked to the window and pulled his tie, "What did you do? What did you do here? I was in the office...you guys..."

"Your subordinates just talked about you." The man replied calmly.

Liu Liangwang said in a daze: "Is it possible that the people we mentioned will... wait, is this person real..."

When I heard these words, I suddenly came back to my senses.

I opened my eyes and found myself lying on the ground with my face on the ground, and half of my face hurt.

I got up from the ground and stared at the ground.

I remembered that Guangyuan Mountain Ghost's ability would affect Mo Xiaoling's ability, and could even be said to control Mo Xiaoling's ability. The process may be to cause Mo Xiaoling to hallucinate and make wrong judgments... So, is what I see through my dream ability real?