dream maker

"Dual personality?"

Shen Jiangnan frowned, and then muttered again: "The resentment in Ye Jingchu's body is too great, she should not have died a natural death." After that, he raised his eyes to look at Jun Lian: "How did she die?"

Jun Lian waved his hands and didn't answer for the time being, just jumped off the bed carelessly, opened the door and walked to the coffee table in the living room, found a cup and took a big sip of herbal tea, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

It was too dark to see clearly in that room just now, but now we are in the living room, because the light is always on, and then we can see that Jun Lian's forehead is already covered with a layer of fine sweat beads, and the eyebrows look like It's an extra layer of tiredness.

He panted for about five or six minutes, and suddenly uttered a few words.

"It's disgusting."

Ye Yan glanced at the cup he was holding, and moved his lips, but he still didn't say anything after a long while: "What's disgusting? Don't say half of what you say, keep half of it!"

"Huh." Jun Lian put the cup on the coffee table, ignored Ye Yan, just turned his gaze back on Shen Jiangnan, and adjusted his standing posture: "I have been working in this industry for so many years, I really haven't seen him." Such a perverted family."

After a pause, he said in a tone as if he was complaining about something: "Ye Jingchu was hacked to death."

Shen Jiangnan: "Hacked to death?"

"How could it be hacked to death?"

Lin Yu questioned without even thinking about it. According to what Jiang Lanxin said, Ye Jingchu should have died in the orphanage at that time. If she was really hacked to death, how could Jiang Lanxin not know about it? Suppose Jiang Lanxin knew about it. Why didn't they mention the cause of Ye Jingchu's death?

Even if Ye Jingchu has a lot of resentment, when he was alive, he was just an old man with no strength to restrain a chicken. If he was killed by a knife, even if he had no strength to resist, it would not be silent, right?

Assuming that Jiang Lanxin really concealed them on purpose, it is impossible for the entire orphanage to know about such a big matter, but why have there been no rumors in these years?

"Yeah, when we were at Xinxin Welfare Institute, although the dean didn't mention the cause of Ye Jingchu's death, when she mentioned it, her expression and tone were very relieved, as if Ye Jingchu died of a sleep... ..." Ye Yan scratched his somewhat messy hair, "It's inappropriate to say that the orphanage is full of old, weak, sick and disabled. If Ye Jingchu was really hacked to death, how perverted is the murderer?"

Lin Yan nodded: "Lan City is not an ordinary small city. If an elderly person dies in this orphanage, if there is no family member to claim it, the police will usually intervene and file a report. If such a thing happened, it should have been reported. .”

After a pause, he glanced at Junlian hesitantly: "Could you be wrong?"

"Fart." Jun Lian lit a cigarette, glanced at Lin Yan, and said vaguely: "The possibility that the entire orphanage is a haunted house is greater than the possibility that I am wrong!"

Lin Yan: "..."

"Jun Lian can't be wrong." Shen Jiangnan raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, explaining: "He said Ye Jingchu was hacked to death, so he was hacked to death."

After a pause, they tore apart their deep-rooted mindless trust in a beautiful society lightly: "In places where the sea is the most calm, in fact, there are more undercurrents. Don't look at Lanshi to show that the wind is calm, but in fact, it is not uniform and everywhere is turbulent." In some cases, the police will indeed intervene in the filing, but no one knows how to intervene and how to file, and what we finally see is just the obituary they have set up."

Lin Yu was taken aback for a moment, he was in a daze for a while when he heard such words, before he could say anything, Shen Jiangnan had already looked at Junlian again, and said: "You just mentioned that their family is all perverts? What's the meaning?"

"right."

Jun Lian took a puff of cigarette: "Didn't I tell you at the beginning that Ye Jingchu had a dual personality? Besides, she's actually a lunatic, and her mother ate her grandson!"

"..." The corner of Lin Yan's mouth twitched, and his scalp went numb: "Eat...eat her grandson?"

Jun Lian nodded: "So I suspect that she may have been hacked to death by her son. It's just that I didn't see it very comprehensively in the dream just now. This is just my own speculation. To be more specific, I still want to go to her son's dream." have a look."

"In her son's dream, isn't her son in the United States?" Ye Yan frowned: "Are you going to the United States to find him?"

Jun Lian: "Yes, there is no national border in the dream, we dreamed the past."

After all, he found a piece of paper, took a black marker pen and wrote a name on the paper, and continued: "Ye Xin, the son of Ye Jingchu, is 49 years old this year, immigrated to the United States 24 years ago, and returned to the United States during this period. I have been to the country several times, and the most recent one was a few days before Ye Jingchu passed away."

Shen Jiangnan nodded: "Got it, it's [-]:[-], we'll go to the room just now."

As soon as the words fell, he glanced at Lin Yan again, and said lightly: "It's too late, we will be at your house later, is it convenient?"

"Convenient and convenient." Lin Yan nodded quickly, and sold Ye Yan with emotion: "Our family is just me and Ye Yan, he has always been the kind who can fall asleep when he falls into bed, so he won't disturb you guys. of!"

Ye Yan: "..."

Shen Jiangnan pursed his lips and nodded, then said: "Okay, then let's go to sleep now."

"Eh... huh? Sleep... sleep?"

As Shen Jiangnan walked towards the room just now, he said, "Well, finish the job early and feel at ease earlier."

Ye Yan couldn't hold back and walked over with a few people, paused for a long time, and said hesitantly: "You are all dreaming, so what should I do?"

"you?"

Junlian glanced at him, yawned leisurely, and said unhurriedly: "Stay where it's cool, if it's really not possible, you can sleep on your stomach."

After speaking, he turned on the light in the room from behind the door, and the originally dark environment suddenly brightened.

The room was too dark before so I couldn’t see it clearly. Now that I turned on the light, I saw many paintings hanging on the walls of the room. Most of these paintings were photos of Lin Yan and Ye Yan. The paintings were very lifelike. At first glance Those colored pencil drawings, I thought they were photos.

Jun Lian looked at it for a few times, and praised him endlessly: "This painting is not bad, little strawberry, did you draw it?"

Lin Yan was all focused on Shen Jiangnan, and was suddenly called by Yun Lian. He was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses, and waved his hands again and again: "No, no, this is all painted by Ye Yan."

Jun Lian shrugged when he heard the words. Just when he was about to say something, Shen Jiangnan on the side had already started to move. He first cleaned up the sundries on the table, and then put Ye Jingchu's spirit skeleton on the table on the table.

"Junlian, give me the soul candle."

"okay."

Jun Lian quickly found three half-red and half-purple candles from the suitcase he was carrying. The wicks of the candles were a bit strange, and looked like human tendons from a distance.

Without waiting for Lin Yu to ask anything, Shen Jiangnan found out a red thread several meters long from nowhere. The red thread was tied with a knot every few tens of centimeters, and a small bell was hung on each knot. Shen Jiangnan's touch made a tinkling sound.

The ringing of the bell was a bit weird, it didn't seem to come from the bell itself, but it seemed to burst out from the depths of his own soul, and his head felt a little dizzy after one or two rings.

"This is the soul bell, in order to prevent us from getting lost in the dream for a while, we can listen to the bell to find our way back."

Shen Jiangnan explained to Lin Yu unhurriedly, then pointed to the soul candle, and said: "Put a drop of blood on this candle, and this soul candle can burn for about four hours. If we accidentally get separated in the dream, you should pay attention to this soul candle, once it is about to burn out, no matter whether we are by your side or not, remember to follow the bell and go back, you know?"

"En." Lin Yan nodded repeatedly, cut off the nails from the top of the keychain, gritted his teeth, and cut a small blood hole on the index finger cruelly.

Lin Yan hissed, and squeezed out a small drop of blood onto the soul candle. The blood did not float on the surface of the soul candle, but absorbed it quickly at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye.

Seeing this, Shen Jiangnan and Junlian bit their own fingers and squeezed the blood on the soul candle.

After this series of preparations were made, Jun Lian glanced at Ye Yan again, yawned, and said in a terrified tone: "I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep for a while, right?"

Junlian: "..."

"Looking at you like that, I guess you won't be able to sleep." Jun Lian pointed to the long string of soul bells beside Shen Jiangnan, and said unhurriedly: "You remember it, after a while every hour Just shake this soul bell for a while, if we haven't woken up after three and a half hours, you can shake it as hard as you can, don't stop for a second, you understand?"

Ye Yan was taken aback for a moment, surprisingly he didn't have any confrontation with Yun Lian, nodded and said: "Well, you must bring Lin Yu back safely."

Jun Lian blew a whistle: "Don't worry, since we have collected the money, the service will be proper~"

Shen Jiangnan's expression remained the same. After the whole room was arranged, he released the previous dream-seeking butterfly.

"Okay, go to sleep now."

Shen Jiangnan nodded to Lin Yan, and said seriously: "Remember what I just said to you, after entering the dream, once you get out of your dream, be careful in everything, no matter what you see, what happened Don't panic about anything."

Lin Yan's expression was serious, he pursed his lips, and said word by word: "Well, don't worry, I have written it down!"