I emo after dressing as a villain

The afternoon sun was warm and genial, and the gentle breeze blew through the car window, blowing in comfortably. The swaying and swaying of the carriage made Zhang Junyan sleepy. He yawned a few times and finally couldn't resist the sleepiness. , closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Seems like a dream?

He looked strangely at the black mist in front of him, as if he was in a cave, or in a dungeon, and there was noise in his ears as if someone was talking, but no matter how hard he tried to hear it, he couldn't hear clearly.

After listening to it for a long time, I feel like a ghost whispering, floating and flickering, very evil.

tick-

A drop of water fell on his cheek, and Zhang Junyan raised his hand to touch it. For some reason, his first reaction was that it should be blood, and there seemed to be something on top of his head.

He didn't want to look, but he couldn't control his body. When he looked up, he was frightened into a cold sweat. He saw a person hanging by a rope, covered in blood.

As if wearing a bloody coat, the two arms are already empty, and the pupils have been gouged out.

Zhang Junyan looked at the scene in front of him in horror. When he came back to his senses, he was already in a cold sweat. Suddenly, the noise became louder and louder. Shen, as if a boulder was pressed on his feet.

Before he could react, Zhang Junyan was startled when his body was tied up with ropes. He quickly looked up and saw that the corpse that had just been hung on it was gone. His mind sank, could it be...

Suddenly a voice pierced the darkness, "You are repaying my kindness by continuing your life for my son."

Zhang Junyan wanted to ask who you are, but when he opened his mouth, he yelled angrily and unwillingly, "If you wanted this life from the beginning, why did Master have to lie for so many years!"

The man was silent for a while, then slowly said, "It's your fault."

In an instant, Zhang Junyan felt a ferocious and violent coldness suddenly permeated his body, and fixed his eyes on a certain place, "It is your son who is unlucky! Father and mother are brothers and sisters! I am still a short-lived ghost! What a shame!" Disgusting! Both you and your son will die!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a terrifying fluctuation of spiritual power in the air for a moment, and a beam of light was like a sword, sweeping towards Zhang Junyan as fast as lightning. Around his center, the surrounding air waves rolled, the air boiled, and the ground was shaken to pieces. He felt a loud noise between his eardrums, causing a piercing pain to spread from his chest, and a mouthful of blood spewed out wildly.

"You managed to find so many things. This time, I am really impressed by you as a teacher." The voice seemed to be furious, "Then I can't keep you!"

There seemed to be other people in the dark, they seemed to be discussing something, and then began to murmur, like chanting scriptures, but the tone was indifferent and unreasonable.

Suddenly Zhang Junyan felt as if someone had grabbed his neck and couldn’t breathe, his body was in severe pain, and countless voices filled his brain like crazy, as if he heard himself crying, begging for mercy, screaming in pain, that The helpless voice made him sore, resisting the severe pain stimulation in his brain, he almost wanted to crush all the teeth in his mouth.

His body gradually curled up into a ball due to the pain. Not only that, black spells appeared on the exposed skin, and the whole body was surrounded by black smoke. It looked terrifying. The skin all over his body felt like it was burning every inch of his body, and even breathing was difficult.

Pain, all parts of the body are screaming for pain, especially the throat, every time I breathe, it is a piercing pain...

Is he going to die?

For some reason at this time, Zhang Junyan's face unexpectedly appeared in Zhang Junyan's mind, standing there quietly, with a light on his body.

He smiled lightly, a little self-deprecating, didn't he say that people will see the most important person in their hearts before they die?

How could it be him...

In the carriage, Zhuang Tongtong watched Zhang Junyan wrinkle his brows and muttered unceasingly, with a painful expression on his face, as if he was haunted by a nightmare, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he still called out. "Zhang Junyan..."

With just a few words, the person in the nightmare suddenly opened his eyes. He seemed to be dragged out of the swamp, gasping for breath, and there was dense sweat on his forehead.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhuang Tongtong asked.

"It's okay." Zhang Junyan recalled the dream just now, shook his head, his face was as calm as water, he looked at Zhuang Tongtong, and calmed down the complicated feelings, "It was just a nightmare."