Fast time travel: clear dream presses the galaxy

Qing Meng didn't take this matter to heart either, no matter who was invited, it wouldn't be her anyway, so it would be meaningless for anyone.

Thinking about it this way, I suddenly felt something was wrong. In just half a month, my feelings for her seemed to be a little attached...it can't be like this!
But thinking about it carefully, it seems that he didn't say that he couldn't counterattack the heroine, so he shook his head as soon as he thought of it.

Forget it.

The male protagonist is generally the child of luck, and it is not too difficult for the villain to counterattack, but it is still too troublesome for the small supporting role.

Thinking of this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and returned to the tent to rest after washing.

When I zipped up the tent, I glanced at the opposite side, and I could usually see her orange tent, but now it was pitch black with nothing, and I felt a little lonely.

I lay down, tossed and turned, and couldn't fall asleep. I was so sleepy that I counted more than 1 sheep, but I was still full of energy.

It wasn't until two o'clock in the morning that I couldn't bear it anymore and felt a little hungry. I went out to get a self-heating hot pot, and played the guzheng by the way. After more than two hours of tossing, I finally felt sleepy.

Back in the tent, I thought it would take half a day to get there anyway, and I was not in a hurry.

So I slept until after ten o'clock in the morning, and then lazily got up to cook and eat, and ate the last two boxes of instant wontons.

Then he slowly packed his things and walked towards the destination on the map. He saw a lot of bird nests on the way, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and then he sighed again and continued walking.

This scene happened to be captured by the camera.

The barrage was instantly blocked; more than 100 barrages of "Dear Brother" were swiped.

No need to explain, everyone knew that he must be thinking about his sister.

Just the last five kilometers left.Usually it takes five or six hours at most to arrive, but he had to dawdle until after 8:00 pm, and he walked for almost ten hours! ! !
It was completely dark, but I saw lights from a distance, and Qingmeng regained his energy in an instant, at least he didn't have to sleep in a tent anymore.

No matter how good the tent is, no matter how thick the sleeping bag is, sleeping in the ice and snow is really too cold.

Qing Meng really did not expect that there is such a beautiful courtyard hidden in this deep mountain, and there is a small villa inside.

It is not entirely correct to say that the small villa is because it is a two-storey small bungalow, all of which are built of wood.

The lights he saw in the distance were two lanterns hanging at the gate of the courtyard.

Qing Meng asked in surprise, "Is there no electricity here?".

The people in the program group glanced at each other, then nodded and said, "No, there's no electricity here, only candles, and they should be in the house. You've been living here for ten days, do you want to visit first?".

Qinghe responded; "Yes".

Then I didn't think too much about putting the bag on the wooden table in the yard, then went out of the house with a flashlight to find candles, and then asked for food from the suppliers.

As soon as the flashlight shined, I found a big red gift box with a bow tie on the table in the room. I didn't need to guess that it must be the food of the sponsors.

But think about it, she is gone, and there is probably not so much food.

When I walked to the wooden table and put the flashlight on the table to remove the bow, I suddenly heard the sound of round beads rolling on the ground.

He paused, took a look around with the flashlight, the antique design, there is a pair of calligraphy and painting in the middle, and he glanced at the ground, there was nothing, did he just have an auditory hallucination?

This is when he looked back and found that the camera brother who usually followed him was holding up outside the door and did not follow in. He said strangely; "Aren't you following in?" Gold Master Dad!

The photographer took a few steps back in fright, shook his head violently and said, "It's okay, yes, it's clear when I shoot here."

Qing Meng frowned, feeling that they were a little strange.

But I didn't think much about it, I was a little tired, I found something to go to bed early, put down the flashlight and continued to untie the bow.

There was no sound until the bow was removed. When I opened the box, I heard a "bang", the flashlight fell to the ground, and then the light went dark instantly.

"Ah," the photographers outside couldn't help exclaiming.

Now Qing Meng couldn't pretend to pretend nothing had happened, she frowned and said, seeing the door standing at the door, pushing and pushing, no one rushing in, "This place is haunted???".

The photographers shook their heads one after another, because they all turned their backs to the moon and couldn't see their faces clearly, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

A large group of fans sitting in front of the computer and mobile phone had already screamed out of fright just now, covering their eyes and watching the screen secretly.

Qing Meng doesn't believe in ghosts at all... After all, he can barely be regarded as the originator.

When he knelt down to pick up the flashlight, suddenly a pair of cold hands touched the back of his hand.

Qingmeng shivered in fright, but the cold little hand on her arm disappeared, and she felt the flashlight as soon as she touched it.

At this moment, his heart skipped a beat, he jumped in fright, and his whole body got goosebumps from fright.

Touching the switch of the flashlight, he flicked it on, and saw that there was no one on the table.

It's a little strange, is it just an illusion? ? ?

The barrage has been frantically swiping the screen.

"Ahhhh, I saw those hands, they were so pale, they must be ghosts!!!".

"Ah, ah, ah, brother, look up, look up."

"Is there a head on the table?".

"The eyes are still glowing green."

"Fuck, this is too scary!!!!".

"Really, did the show crew invite you to pretend to be a ghost?".

At this time, the screams of a large group of men from the program group and the sound of running out came from the screen.

Qing Meng was taken aback again, and hurriedly stood up and looked at the yard. The four or five photographers who had been standing there just now were all gone now, only the camera was still recording with a flashing red light!
"Meow~meow~meow..."

At this time, cat meowing came from the yard...!
The bullet screens are being swiped one after another; "Is it a serious adventure reality show after all?".

"Could it be less scary."

"How can the people in the program group leave my brother alone??? It's too selfish!".

"I saw that female ghost, her mouth was so red, my God, she smiled at me, I dare not sleep at night, it's too scary!!!".

"I'm going to complain, how can this pass the radio and television???".

Qing Meng listened carefully to the fact that it was a meowing cat, and felt a little nervous, but it must be because the program crew deliberately spoofed herself, so she quickly adjusted her mood.

When I turned around and held the flashlight to shine on the big gift box, I accidentally saw a pale face with a mouth full of blood smiling ferociously at me.