Welcome to the world of strange dreams

It was getting closer and closer, and Fu Minghui couldn't help but think that his steps were hesitant and slow.

But at this moment, those "people" moved and suddenly squatted down.

She was startled, thinking something had happened. It was not right to squat, nor was it right not to squat.

Subconsciously looking back, she suddenly saw two pairs of blood-red lanterns appearing at the entrance of the alley where she had passed, with snow-white flashes underneath.

Looking more closely, they were not small lanterns, but the blood-red eyes of an animal!

A dog? It was pitch black and huge. The white light came from the terrible fangs in its mouth. They were baring their teeth and drooling on the ground. It looked like it was going to bite her to death.

The next second, instinct made her run forward.

But suddenly she saw that the "person" squatting in front of her turned into a ferocious dog and ran towards her.

The panting sound was getting closer behind me.

Looking around in panic, she found that she was surrounded from both sides and there was no way she could survive.

The first reaction is to run, which is the instinct to escape.

But she was in a panic and had no idea where to go because no matter which direction she went, there were vicious dogs blocking her way.

In Chinese hell mythology, after a person dies, his soul must cross the Evil Dog Ridge. It does not mean that there are only evil dogs, but also animals that people have deliberately hurt and abused in their lifetime. They will wait there and bite you a few times to avenge their past.

You have to run fast and hold food to pass smoothly.

At that moment, she even remembered that when her parents were cremated, someone put a few baked buns on their already charred bodies.

At that time, I heard people say that they wanted to kill the vengeful animals on the Evil Dog Ridge.

But she thought at the time: her father was a Taoist priest and never took the initiative to kill. Although her mother had a big business, she was always kind and righteous to others, sympathetic to the elderly and the poor, and she set up a special charity branch, so she didn't need these.

Seeing this, she felt that she was wronged. She had always loved small animals and had done a lot to protect them, so she shouldn't be treated like this.

Suddenly, a fork in the road appeared in front of her. She didn't dare to move forward or backward, so she turned around without thinking.

Somehow, the alley became narrower and narrower, only wide enough for one person to pass through. When she felt she was about to be trapped, she suddenly passed through a large black building and entered a small alley on the other side.

However, the same scene happened again. So many black dogs came from nowhere and ran towards her from all directions, as if they wanted to tear her apart.

Could it be the hellhound in Western mythology?

Suddenly, she forced herself to stop.

Fake! She doesn't believe it!

Taoism does not talk about cause and effect, but about responsibility, but it is the same principle as cause and effect.

Buddha is the Tao, and different paths lead to the same destination.

She has done no evil, so even in hell, she will not be harmed!

So, those are not dogs at all, and they are not the souls of animals.

As she thought of this, her eyes seemed to change.

She saw it more clearly.

They really weren't black dogs, but a group of monsters with human limbs, their wrinkled skins were not covered with hair, their heads were bald, and their teeth were covered with mucus. Because their hind legs were relatively long, they all stuck their butts up high, so their bloodshot eyes could only roll upwards.

Is it an evil spirit?

No, this is not the border.

Fu Minghui was lucid for a moment, and then thought: She often enters the border in her dreams, who knows if it is this time?

I was about to check my watch, but it was too late.

The humanoid monsters had already approached, surrounding her and moving around restlessly, as if they were discussing who would take the first bite.

It also seemed as if there was some barrier in front of her that prevented the evil spirits from approaching.

Fu Minghui had no place to retreat, so he subconsciously walked backwards, step by step, up the stairs that suddenly appeared somewhere.

There was a clicking sound coming from behind.

She turned her head subconsciously and found that the door behind her was open.

There was another series of "da da da" sounds, and the doors of the dark buildings on both sides of the alley opened one by one, as if inviting her.

However, each door was dark, and she didn't know which one to go into. She also didn't know which one was the devil's mouth, and she couldn't get out once she went in.

Suddenly she realized that this was the first time she faced such a difficulty on her own.

There was Luo Zhao in the past, and there will always be Luo Zhao.

But this time, she has to make her own choice.

She felt a soft bouncing feeling in the palm of her hand, and the cloud-like ball in her left hand began to sway in her palm, as if reminding her that she still had a way to escape.

She wanted to keep pinching it, so that Lu Dachui would receive the signal and help her leave this dark place immediately and return to reality. Those humanoid monsters disguised as dogs, whether they were evil spirits or not, would no longer pose a threat to her.

However, she hadn't found what she was looking for. She hadn't even started looking for it, she had been running for her life since she came in.

Was this the fear that came from deep inside her heart? What fear trapped her in a dark alley with no way out? What fear made her feel that she would be torn to pieces?

She didn't know, but in this half-asleep and half-awake state, she suddenly remembered that she wanted to be a strong person.

A strong person who does not back down.

Only in this way can one be worthy of having such teammates and worthy of standing by Luo Zhao's side.

She gritted her teeth and decided not to analyze or judge. After all, there was no logic in dreams. So she just went with it.

Whatever the danger, come on.

Just before the evil spirits surrounded him, before they no longer hesitated and quickly approached together and had already reached the bottom of the stairs, Fu Minghui turned around and jumped into a wide open doorway.

With a snap, the door half closed behind her.

It was completely dark, without even a hint of light. Feeling the vastness and remoteness, she cautiously groped her way forward in the darkness.

……

Luo Zhao was still worried. After the operation, although he met with Zhang Jianhui and Yun Ke as planned to carry out the huge, tedious and boring work, he soon became restless and got up to go to Fu Minghui.

"How is it?" he asked Lu Dachui calmly.

Calm, that's just how he felt.

Those who were familiar with him, specifically Lu Dachui, could hear the tightness in his throat.

"It seems to be going smoothly at the moment, but there are some dangers." Lu Dachui stared at the values ​​on the instrument, especially those about Fu Minghui's brain waves.

"In this situation..." Luo Zhao pointed at the jumping curve on the instrument randomly, "Shouldn't we intervene?"

Without saying anything, Lu Dachui pulled Luo Zhao to Fu Minghui's side and pointed at her left hand.

"See? That ball. If she encounters danger that she can't handle, she will squeeze the ball, and I will end the hypnotic state and let her out."

"What about now? I see she is sweating." Luo Zhao looked at a strand of hair on the side of Fu Minghui's face that was wet with sweat, and almost reached out to gently pull the hair away.

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