Opening a Shop in the Nightmare World

Chapter 23 Weapons in Hand

When Wu Qing was sitting opposite Su Zimo, in fact Su Zimo did not really fall asleep, it was just because the thin trainee sat across from him for some reason, and was waiting for the release of the second task for a few ten minutes. Just staring at Su Zimo without moving.

In this case, the best way Su Zimo could think of was to pretend to be asleep.

Even because he pretended to be asleep for too long, and the whole person was in a daze, he actually took a nap in the middle and had a brief dream.

In the dream, Su Zimo seemed to be standing in the Su family cemetery on the hillside of Shoushan Mountain. It was raining, surrounded by a group of people in black clothes, no one was talking, only the sound of rain and the wind blowing through the leaves in Su Zimo's ears the sound of.

This reminded Su Zimo of his grandfather's funeral.

Dreaming so soon?

[Why are you the only one here sad? ] A completely unfamiliar voice sounded beside Su Zimo.

In the dream, Su Zimo turned his head subconsciously, only to find that he only saw a pair of black trousers and a black skirt on his left front.Su Zimo knew that he was not a two-meter-tall giant, but he was relatively tall among the people he knew. Why could he only see the waists of the people around him now?

Does such a tall person really exist in this world?

[Why are you the only one here sad? ] The figure asked again.

Su Zimo raised his head with difficulty, but found that the other party's face was hidden under the slanted black umbrella, and he couldn't see anything.

[There are so few people, it’s really deserted. ]

Hearing the figure speak again, Su Zimo looked around subconsciously. He remembered that during the day, there were obviously many unrelated people coming. How could it be considered deserted?

It's even more impossible for a person to be sad here. After all, Su Zimo's second and third uncles were crying in the cemetery so that others couldn't help covering their ears. His father Su Qian and his younger uncle were also really sad... …

Ok?

Su Zimo looked around only to realize that there were really only a few people around, and they were all strangers to Su Zimo. Occasionally seeing a few slightly familiar faces also gave people a sense of long time, long time, long time. The feeling that I have never seen before.

There is also the boy in black hiding behind the tree next to him, who looks a bit like Su Hewen when he was a child.

What's even more strange is that everyone around Su Zimo is much taller than him, and he has to raise his head high to see their faces clearly.

No, it's not that they are too tall, but Su Zimo in the dream is too short!

[It's so deserted, they probably won't know that the woman just disappeared like this, the lifespan of human beings is really short. ] The figure holding the black umbrella sighed again, it was obviously a cold voice, but it used a somewhat exaggerated tone.

Su Zimo subconsciously looked at the small tombstone in front of him. The name engraved on it was not Grandpa Su Heng, but——

Su Zimo's mother's name.

What he dreamed was not what happened during the day at all, but the scene when he attended his mother's funeral when he was six years old.Because the time is getting old, even if Su Zimo can still remember that day clearly, he doesn't remember if he really saw the weird man holding the black umbrella at the funeral that day.

He did remember that before the funeral, his father Su Qian was so drunk that he lay on the bed so drunk that he couldn't even get up, and he was even late for that day.

To put it simply, Su Zimo dreamed about what happened when he was a child.

[Do all human children look like you? ] The figure suddenly asked a strange question.

"What?" Su Zimo suddenly found that he could speak in his dream, and his voice was as immature as when he was six years old.

[In vain, small, thin, as if a gust of wind can blow you away, not as good as a porcelain doll in your hand. ] The tone of that voice was ridiculed again, [I can't believe it. ]

"Who are you?" Although Su Zimo was in a dream, he could clearly see the umbrella in the hand of the mysterious man.

The black umbrella surface and the silver umbrella handle are clearly the mysterious black umbrella that Su Zimo picked up with question marks all over it!

So the person Su Zimo dreamed of is the owner of the black umbrella?

[Someone asked me to come to you. ] The person holding the umbrella said mysteriously, [That person asked me to help you realize a wish. ]

"If there is such a thing, you really have to think about it." Su Zimo chuckled, thinking that anything could happen in his dream, and even a fairy tale like Aladdin's magic lamp happened. .

[That's too late. ] The figure holding the umbrella said something in a strange tone, which even made Su Zimo feel that he was being glanced at lightly.

[Wake up, the one sitting across from you is a thief. ] The figure sounded quite proud, [Although the thief’s vision is very good, it’s a pity that I am not a casual umbrella, nor a casual magic lamp, and I am not something that just anyone can wipe and use. ]

[Wake up, wake up!The umbrella is lost! ]

[Children, remember to take precious things with you, it is a bad habit to put them away. ]

[Human society is developing fast, and people's hearts are broken. They even steal umbrellas these days. ]

[…Ah, I lost it. ] The final voice was a little inexplicably unlovable.

In the anxious voice, Su Zimo was so noisy that his head hurt, he could only wake up slowly, and then he saw the thin figure who opened the umbrella and rushed out of the subway and rushed into the group of weird students!

Wu Qing, the skinny boy who made Su Zimo want to help at first, stole his umbrella and ran away.

"Wu Qing!"

Su Zimo heard Xiao Yuyang in the next carriage shouted.

"That idiot! The mission only asked us to choose a platform to get off, but we didn't say that we must choose the scariest one! Yuanyuan, your brother is doomed now!" Xiao Yuyang shook his head to Gan Yuan beside him Said, "He has never experienced a nightmare world, and there is no nightmare point on his body that offsets the death penalty. If something happens to the ghost on the platform, he is really dead!"

"What does it have to do with me." Gan Yuan just turned her head away.

Su Zimo looked at the open subway door in front of him, and the next second he heard the alarm that the subway door was about to close.

Maybe it's because of Wu Qing's rampage while holding an umbrella just now, the many ghosts that were originally lined up neatly are now like "walking dead" scattered around the subway platform, and the weird smile on his face has not completely faded away , as if he couldn't react for a while.

Su Zimo's eyebrows tightened slightly, and he rushed out of the subway with his bag on his back without hesitation for a few seconds, trying to find Wu Qing and the umbrella he stole as quickly as possible before the ghosts could react.

At the same time, Su Zimo kept his hands behind his back.

Even when he was surrounded by ghosts, the door of "Sleeping in a Corner" was always behind him.

However, what Su Zimo didn't expect was... a few seconds after he tried his best to walk lightly into the ghost group, the ghost group that had been dispersed by Wu Qing holding an umbrella seemed to suddenly react and stopped. After stepping off the original wandering steps, dozens of ghosts instantly turned and faced the direction where Su Zimo was standing, blocking all his way, and at the same time, the smile on the pale face grew wider and wider.

When the first ghost, Su Zimo, walked over with his head tilted, he immediately grabbed the doorknob behind him.

But because the ghost rushed over faster and faster, Su Zimo suddenly felt something in the side pocket of the backpack behind him-it was a bag that Su Zimo brought from "An Yu Yi Yu". The metal signature pen that comes out is much heavier than the pen Su Zimo used.

By the time Su Zimo came to his senses, he had already taken out the pen from the side pocket and threw it at the ghost in front of him, planning to go back and "settle in a corner" while the ghost was distracted.

What Su Zimo never thought of was...

That seemingly ordinary metal signature pen, whose only feature is that it is heavier than other pens, was thrown into the air by Su Zimo, as if it had been activated by some mechanism, just like the retractable pointer used in school, Stretch out section by section!

Especially when the elongated metal pen hit the ghost's head, the ghost, who was supposed to be unable to attack and could only retreat, fell directly to the ground as if it had been knocked out.

Su Zimo subconsciously caught the metal pen that fell from mid-air, weighed the part holding the pen holder, and then shook it hard.After experimenting for a while, Su Zimo was able to confirm that this pen is not so much a retractable pointer, but more like a portable stick!

Although there are also some sticks in the shape of signature pens on the market, but perhaps because of the relationship between "An Yu Yi Yu", the stick in Su Zimo's hand is lighter, thinner and longer, but people have no doubts about it. The attack power possessed, after all, the ghost that was randomly knocked out just now, after falling to the ground, slowly became transparent and dissipated...

Since it's a stick, it's a weapon!

Su Zimo recalled the glasses and backpack he brought out of the shop. He never expected that "An Yu Yi Yu" had equipped him, the shop owner, with self-defense weapons from the very beginning, and that was the one he had been casually throwing on the side all the time. This pen in the side pocket.

After heaving a sigh of relief, Su Zimo held a silver pen-shaped swinging stick and swung a sword flower like a western fencing, pointing at the ghosts blocking a certain direction - he just saw the umbrella thief walking that way up.

When he was in high school, Su Qian once taught Su Zimo fencing for a period of time, because Su Qian's ability is good, and Su Zimo's talent is also good, so one can teach well, and the other learns very well.

After studying for more than a month, the old man of the Su family found out about Su Qian's teaching, and felt that it would be better for the grandson of the Su family to learn some courses with cultural characteristics, such as Tai Chi sword or oriental martial arts.

It's a pity that Su Zimo got into a car accident before the class carefully prepared by Mr. Su started.

And now...

Looking at the group of ghosts that had to break through, Su Zimo tightly held the swinging stick in his hand, all the practical combat skills that Su Qian gave him back then were in his mind.It seems that if you want to get back the annoying umbrella in the dream, it's time to show the fighting power of the shopkeeper who is "settled in a corner".

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