Big dreamer

"Don't even think about it!"

Shen Luo roared in his heart and crazily used the Small Yang Hua Gong.

A layer of red light penetrated from his body, trying to resist the invisible presence attacking him.

At the same time, a Yang Gang force poured into the runes on his chest.

Although this was the first time I tried this ghost-repelling rune, the situation forced me to use it as a doctor.

To his disappointment, nothing happened except that he felt a slight warmth on his chest.

But then, Shen Luo felt a slight heat in his eyes, and then his eyes dimmed, and a black figure appeared in front of him.

This figure is about ten feet tall, with extremely long hair that has been dragged to the ground, covering the face, and the appearance cannot be seen. Only two red eyes can be vaguely seen, revealing a fierce malice and a desire for life. of greed.

And its two long arms filled with black energy were pinching his neck!

"It's really a ghost!"

Shen Luo was extremely frightened. Although it became difficult to breathe, he still subconsciously kicked towards the ghost.

Before he could kick the ghost, the ghost took the lead and let out a shrill, shrill scream.

Shen Luo felt his head buzzing, and the red light on his body burst into pieces. There was a stream of heat gushing out from his eyes, ears, and even his mouth and nose. His eyes seemed to be dyed with a layer of red, and other senses also followed. Big drop.

The cold hands that strangled his neck and throat became tighter and tighter. Shen Luo's consciousness gradually blurred, and the kicked legs froze in mid-air, and then fell weakly.

He vaguely heard a loud thunderclap in the sky, and then a heavy downpour poured down, and then he knew nothing.

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In a daze, Shen Luo felt that he was in an endless darkness. There was no sound around him and it seemed very quiet.

He wanted to open his eyes, but he felt as if he had lost control of his body. Not only could he not lift his eyelids, he could not even move his limbs.

He vaguely felt that this was abnormal, but the deep tiredness coming from deep inside his body gave him the thought of exile, and he just wanted to lie down like this, do nothing, and take a good rest.

At this moment, a burst of insect chirping suddenly sounded in his ears, breaking the tranquility of the moment.

Shen Luo's body trembled and he opened his eyes suddenly.

The next moment, he was shocked to find that he was lying on the country road again.

Familiar roads, familiar farmland, familiar night fog, familiar crescent moon... and the distant mountain villages hidden in the fog in the distance, as well as the vague lights.

"No! Dreams can't be so real, and reality can't repeat like this! Where on earth am I?" Shen Luo Gulu stood up, with all kinds of thoughts rolling in his mind.

He suddenly thought of something, squatted down, and dug deeply into the ground.

Although the surface of the ground was slightly damp due to dew, it was still dry in the depths. When he just lost consciousness, he clearly saw a heavy rain falling from the sky. Although he didn't know how long it rained later, the ground would never be like this.

He then looked around the path, and saw that there were no traces of anyone's footsteps on the ground. And since he had run back and forth several times before, there was no way he would not leave his own footprints.

"Is it possible to keep repairing or repeating everything here! I wasn't killed by ghosts before, but I came back to life and returned to the time when I first entered here?" The miscellaneous books Shen Luo read contained quite a number of bizarre and bizarre stories. With a flexible mind, he quickly made a vague guess.

He then remembered something and raised his hand.

The index finger that had been bitten while drawing the talisman before was now smooth with no scars at all.

"It's true, but this is too unbelievable!" A trace of horror flashed in Shen Luo's eyes.

After understanding some of the situation he encountered today, his tense mind relaxed slightly and he calmed down a bit.

But Shen Luo immediately remembered the previous encounter and knew that the ghost would attack in a few moments, so he couldn't help but frown again.

Although I know that I can be reborn here, and I will no longer be as afraid as before when facing the ghost, I will definitely not be willing to be strangled to death by the ghost again and again.

Moreover, he was not sure that he, who had been resurrected twice, could really be "resurrected" as usual the third time?

What if it can't be "resurrected" again?

He only has one life, and he doesn't dare to gamble!

In this case, we can only give it a try!

Shen Luo thought about it silently. After most of the fear was gone, he felt a little eager to try. He began to recall all the ways to get rid of ghosts in the classics.

He suddenly took off his shirt, bit his fingers and used blood to directly carve various talisman patterns on the skin of his upper body. He drew eight pictures in a row before stopping.

It wasn't that Shen Luo didn't want to continue drawing, it was just that every time he drew a rune, for some reason, he felt that the strength in his body weakened a little, as if it was being pulled away.

After drawing eight runes in a row, he was already quite tired. If he continued to draw, it would affect his movements, so he stopped.

These were all the various runes he had learned to copy before, including the "Little Thunder Talisman" he tested last time. He didn't know the specific effect of the white light on this rune, but it was better than nothing.

Shen Luo immediately put on his clothes. Having the same experience as before, he did not go in any other direction, but ran directly towards the small mountain village.

He is not a person who is afraid of trouble, but everything that happened before was too bizarre. Now that he has figured out some clues, he will simply get to the bottom of it.

He also wanted to know whether he would be able to escape from this place if he could escape the pursuit of the ghost, or even destroy the ghost.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Luo arrived at the entrance of the village.

On the ground at the entrance of the village, the two wooden piles crossed and blocked the front, which was the same as the scene he saw when he first entered the village.

Seeing this scene, Shen Luo became more confident about his guess.

Just as he was about to enter the village, he seemed to have thought of something again. He leaned over and picked up the two wooden stakes, inserted them into his waist, and then continued running towards the house with lights in the village.

He came to the house, first grabbed a handful of ashes from the fallen shrine in front of the door, and then jumped to the door. Before blood could flow from the door, he raised his foot and kicked the wooden door violently.

With a "bang" sound, the wooden door opened.

The scene behind the door made him slightly stunned.

I saw a skinny seven or eight-year-old girl wearing a gray short coat standing there tremblingly, holding a wooden bucket filled with black blood in her arms, and was about to fall towards the door.

Seeing Shen Luo suddenly breaking through the door, the little girl had a look of horror on her face and took two steps back.

Shen Luo quickly came to his senses, ignored the little girl, and glanced towards the room. His eyes fell on a corner of the room, where a stiff black dog corpse without any mottled hair lay.

"Black dog's blood." Shen Luo looked at the barrel in the girl's hand, frowned, and then looked elsewhere.

Next to the black dog is a wooden bed, on which lies an old man with gray hair, his eyes closed, looking unconscious.

In the center of the room, there was another shrine, lit with candles. Inside the shrine was a mini statue of a dog-headed god.

In addition, the walls in various parts of the room, as well as the doors and windows, were covered with black blood, which must have been smeared on purpose.