escape the nightmare

In order to calm himself down, Lin Feng turned on the faucet, and the sound of rushing water finally broke the dead silence around him.Lin Feng stretched out his hand to take some cold water and splashed it on his face, and the coolness rushed into his nerves along the pores.

Lin Feng took a deep breath, picked up the towel and wiped his face.

"Dreams are all dreams." Lin Feng comforted himself in a small voice, "It must have been lost and forgotten before. Day and night have dreams, day and night have dreams..."

But Lin Feng still felt that everything around him seemed to reveal a creepy aura no matter how he looked at it.Obviously this is the house he has lived in for several years, but now he seems to feel that something is not quite right.

But no matter how vigilantly Lin Feng looked around, even if he held his breath, he didn't see why in the end.

After Lin Feng silently said "Prosperity, Democracy, Unity and Friendship" in his heart, he didn't want to think about it.Of course, he didn't dare either.

"I rely on!"

After turning off the tap, Lin Feng realized that his live broadcast hadn't turned off yet.The background music of the game in the study was faintly transmitted to the bathroom, and there were even one or two system beeps of "Didi" occasionally.

Lin Feng returned to the computer at the speed of light, and he saw that the screen was full of bullet screens, with red, green and green text scrolling one after another. For some reason, Lin Feng felt inexplicable when he saw these familiar bullet screen prompts. dazzled.

But the work has to be finished.While rubbing his temples, Lin Feng put on the earphones again.

"This is the end of today's live broadcast, see you tomorrow night at [-] o'clock! I love you!" After the whole thing just came out, he naturally didn't have the heart to continue the live broadcast. Besides, according to his current mental state, it is estimated that he would give away the head directly without starting the game. That's pretty good.

After bidding farewell to the fans, today's live broadcast task can be regarded as barely completed.Lin Feng glanced at the phone, he suddenly remembered the call from Yang Qun just now.

He intends to take a shower and welcome the "surprise" of those buddies at night.He really wanted to see what tricks those guys were going to come up with.

However, at the moment of exiting the live broadcast room, a bullet screen suddenly broke into Lin Feng's eyes——

"Master Up, you actually watch "June [-]"!"

"Six One Three"?

Lin Feng suddenly trembled.

Lin Feng hadn't recovered from the nightmare just now, when he saw the endless barrage, his heart suddenly jumped.When he came back to his senses, he found that he had pressed the left button of the mouse to close the webpage.

Lin Feng frowned.

He didn't feel that there was any clue about the book in his memory.He had never even seen a book with a number as its title.

Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, Lin Feng saw that the screen of his mobile phone lighted up suddenly, and the time displayed on the lock screen stimulated him again.

— Six thirty!

Lin Feng raised his head, his eyes fell on the computer screen again, but in an instant, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and turned his head back suddenly.

Looking along the position that the camera on the computer can capture, Lin Feng saw that on the bookshelf behind him, between those Japanese comics and various online novels, there was suddenly a thick book out of thin air.

Even across a small aisle, Lin Feng could clearly see the words "[-]" written on the side page of the book.

"Six one three...!"

Lin Feng was startled and stood up abruptly.He didn't care about the chair that was thrown to the ground, he ran to the bookshelf in a hurry, and pulled out the book "June [-]" from the stack.

The packaging of this book is completely incompatible with the surrounding books. The dark red cover has been worn out, and it looks like it is made of cowhide, which is very old-fashioned.The book was simply tied up with cable ties and placed in a pile of Western fantasy novels. It really looked a bit like a magician's notebook for recording spells.

Lin Feng held the book in his hand, and he felt that the "June [-]" in his hand was as light as if it had no weight. A faint musty smell came out from between the pages of the book, even a little pungent.

Lin Feng raised his hand, his fingertips just touched the cable tie, and the cable tie seemed to have been weathered very thoroughly, breaking into several sections and falling to the ground.

Lin Feng's heart skipped a beat, and he carefully opened the book.

As expected, the inner pages were seriously yellowed just like its outer shell, but Lin Feng found that the ink on the pages was not dry yet, and it was still a little reflective under the light.

Obviously, the words should have just been written.

Lin Feng subconsciously looked down at the specific content of the words, but just this one glance made his breathing stagnate for an instant——