After the Little Crybaby Enters the Nightmare Cycle

On the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month, the former site of No. 211, Yanhu Villa District, Changdong City.

"It has been eleven years since the Bai Yingzhi fire tragedy. Eleven years ago today, in this house, the smashing female artist Bai Yingzhi and his wife were buried in the fire. The cause of the fire is unknown. After the accident, thirteen were found from the ruins. The corpse burned beyond recognition..."

"At that time, Bai Yingzhi's only son was rescued in time, and he recovered his life and became the only survivor of the tragedy."

The supernatural anchor Hei Cha turned on the flashlight, and the pale beam of light passed across the ashes ground and landed on a white-yellow wall by the window.

This wall is slightly different from other places, there are not too many traces of being burnt, and it is incompatible with the entire house that was burned to ruins by the fire.

Black Tea's hand paused under the camera.

He just wanted to walk over and take a look, but the elder brother in charge of the filming interrupted him and said, "You speak louder, the noise is a bit unintelligible."

Noise? Where is the noise in this ghost house quietly? Hei Cha jokingly put her face in front of the phone camera and said in a whispering tone: "Is that clear? Thirteen people died here. The noise is normal. Please forgive me."

The camera elder brother's hand shook obviously, and the brightness of the torch in Black Tea's hand seemed to be a bit weaker.

Fortunately, it was fifteen that night, and the moonlight was just right, and Bai fell miserably to the ground.

"However, there was a popular saying on the forum that this surviving young master was born blind, with a very gloomy physique. He was possessed by evil spirits soon after birth. Bai Yingzhi did not spend a lot of money to ask Taoist priests and masters to suppress it, but unfortunately there was nothing wrong. Too Sheng couldn’t hold it back, and she was reluctant to send the child away. She kept raising it carefully until the Ghost Festival when the young master was eight years old. The Hundred Ghosts were dispatched and burned by the possessed young master. The whole family found substitutes for the evil spirits. ."

"It just happened that Bai Yingzhi was preparing a new horror film. After too long, I didn't find out what the title was. In short, all the supernatural events have caught up. It's pretty wicked."

Brother Camera's breathing became obviously heavier. After Black Tea finished speaking, he felt a little hairy in his heart, so he pretended to lightly teased and said, "You are so scared? Where are you going?"

"Let's finish shopping quickly, it seems to be raining at night, this place is far from the city and it is not easy to take a taxi..." The camera brother licked his dry lips and said.

"Okay, but hold your phone steadily, what are you shaking? The barrage is cursing and vomiting." Hei Cha stretched her head and looked at the live broadcast screen and said.

"Brother, I haven't shaken, I've been steady, don't wrong me."

"It's not you who else is shaking—"

He felt bad as soon as he said the words about black tea, his throat was dry, he swallowed hard, and a layer of white hair sweat was already floating on his back.

The last trace of blood on the face of the boy who was shooting with his mobile phone faded...

"Who else but you—"

The flag-like lines in this kind of horror film made the atmosphere extremely weird in an instant, and the two of them taunted their voices tacitly.

For a moment, the camera elder brother smiled wryly: "What about you, it was me who shook it just now."

Sometimes lies can ease the tension a little bit.

"Okay, let's walk the two floors and go back..." Black Tea's voice has changed obviously.

But after two steps, the cameraman behind him began to swear swear words: "How are you walking upright and suddenly patting my shoulder? It will scare people."

"How do I take you when I walk in the front..."

In an instant the atmosphere solidified again.

Black tea barely uttered a few words: "Keep on going..."

"Yeah." Brother cameraman can't even scold swear words now.

In less than three minutes, the cameraman stopped again.

Black tea wiped the cold sweat on his forehead: "What's the matter?"

The camera brother's eyes quickly wandered across the phone screen and Black Tea's face, his face was stiff and pale: "The camera, the camera... Without you..."

Hei Cha's lips moved, but they were too stiff to make a sound.

The flashlight in his hand went out without warning.

"I can't photograph you..."

The camera brother’s voice becomes very low and low, as if a little louder, his fear will be completely awakened and become a more substantial fear appearing in front of his eyes...

Cool breeze gusts.

With a chill on his back, Black Tea shook his hands and took the camera's phone, and pointed the screen at the dark wall around him.

The moonlight was very white and white, even dazzlingly bright.

The camera flickered suddenly as if it could not receive the picture.

A treacherous scene happened, and the picture reappeared in the lens, much clearer than before.

But in the lens... the blackened wall peeled off under the moonlight, and the traces of time and fire faded—

The old house No. 211, eleven years ago, resurfaces.

At 11:30 in the evening, Nancheng Commercial District, Changdong City.

A slender young man walked out of the store with a cane, and the driver had opened the door for him.

After the young man sat down, the driver glanced at him in the rearview mirror and said softly, "Master, sorry."

Tonight is the 11th anniversary of the death of Bai Yingzhi and his wife.

"Well, I know." The youth's voice was very weak, and the cold texture solidified the atmosphere in the car.

The driver hesitated to speak, then stopped, and finally started the car in silence.

The young man kept his eyes closed and leaned in the seat quietly and exhaustedly.

Because of his physical weakness and long-term medication, the young man’s face appeared sickly pale. There were tear moles under the left and right corners of the eyes. A pair of tear moles could match the size, color, and position of the moles. With the deep and beautiful facial features, they looked chic and melancholic.

The young man’s eyelashes are thick and the eye contours are long and narrow, but it’s a pity that these eyes never have a chance to open.

He is now the only son of Bai Yingzhi, the blind young master of the forum legend, You Yu, who was possessed by evil spirits and was the only survivor of the fire tragedy that year.

Everyone thought that You Yu survived the accident and grew up peacefully after fading out of public view.

Eleven years have passed, no one knows, in fact, the real Yu Yu died early in the flames.

The soul living in this body is named Chi Nan. Before entering the body of You Yu, he was imprisoned in a painting called "The Crying Boy" for hundreds of years.

This painting is also known as one of the top ten banned paintings. It is rumored that disasters and misfortunes often occur where it appears.

A hundred years of time made Chi Nan forget many things. His memory became intermittent and chaotic. He forgot why he was trapped in the painting. All the past events were sealed and sealed in locked rooms.

He only remembers his name is Chi Nan.

He traveled thousands of miles to various parts of the world, but was finally bought from the black market at a high price, and hidden in the corner of the bedroom of a blind young master named You Yu, No. 211, Yanhu Villa District, Changdong City.

It wasn't until the night when the fire burned eleven years ago that the paint and frame that bound him turned into ashes, and when he woke up, he found himself reborn in You Yu's body by accident.

Chi Nan doesn't remember what happened that night of the fire. After the fire, he regained his freedom and life.

But because the original owner was blind, Chi Nan lost his eyesight.

The blind man's world is not completely dark, but the curtain is closed at the end of the colorful world, and everything related to vision has completely disappeared.

You can't even own the darkness.

Chi Nan sought medical treatment to regain the light of this body, but in the end all ended in failure.

If he could open his eyes again... Chi Nan acquiesced in a wish.

With soothing music flowing in the car, Chi Nan unknowingly relaxed his nerves and yawned.

Perhaps because the soul is not a human being, he can sleep very well and is also very susceptible to sleepiness.

The driver looked in the rearview mirror again: "Master, sleep first when you are tired, I will call you when I get home soon."

Chi Nan had thought that it would only take 20 minutes to drive, and he passed by after a while, but suddenly his mental state was like he had been pressed the pause button.

Suddenly, a strange and suspicious voice rang at the edge of consciousness.

[Welcome to the dream world]

[Dream-making system captured your wish a minute ago, do you confirm it? ]

The voice is cold and mechanical, without any emotion, which should make people feel vigilant and uneasy, but Chi Nan tasted a touch of kindness from it, and he decisively said: "Yes."

[The system captures your goal: restore the light. Do you need help from the Dream Maker? ]

Chi Nan thought for a moment: "Excuse me, who is the dream maker?"

[Dream Maker is the maker of the dream world, who can help you realize any wish. ]

[In the world of dreaming, you can accumulate goodwill by breaking the nightmare. When you successfully clear the nightmare dungeon and reach a certain value, you can reach the wishing wall in the system center. ]

Chi Nan questioned: "Are you a formal business?"

The system was silent for a moment.

[We are not profitable, you can rest assured that we will not charge you any fees. ]

After three seconds, the system made a supplement.

[During the nightmare customs clearance process, there is no compensation for all damages you cause. We can guarantee this. ]

Is there such a good thing in the world?

Chi Nan suddenly said, "So is this a poverty alleviation project for special people?"

System [Zizizi—]

It seems to be down.

Chi Nan realized that his problem was beyond the line, and said serious things: "What will be the side effects if the desire fails?"

[After testing, the failure rate of the Dream World Desire Exchange System is 0, and there is no possibility of failure. ]

Chi Nan's expression changed slightly, and even his pale face became a little bloody: "What do I need to do in the dream world? What does it mean to clear the nightmare dungeon?"

[You will enter the nightmare world constructed by the dreamer as a'dream tourist' to break through the level. Please find the specific rules in the copy by yourself. After clearing the level, the dreamer will assign goodwill points according to your performance. These goodwill will be used for wishing , For example, the system estimates that your desire to "recover the light" requires about 500 favorability points. ]

Although the system didn't explain it in detail, Chi Nan probably understood it.

That is, he was inexplicably pulled into a poverty alleviation system called "Dream World" for the poor. He wanted to cultivate the goodwill of the dreamer in this world, and then use his goodwill to realize his wishes.

Chi Nan: "Is the work intensive in the dream world?"

The original owner is ill, and the work intensity is too great to be able to bear it.

system:[? ]

[Mengyou's time control is completely free, you can arrange your own work and rest time reasonably. ]

Great, Chi Nan is most afraid of staying up late.

After thinking about it, he asked again: "Can each dream tourist only exchange one wish?"

[No, you can redeem countless wishes as long as you have enough favorability]

Chi Nan knew in his heart: "Okay, I understand, I can."

[Congratulations on becoming the new dream visitor. ]

It seems that many people have been pulled into this dreaming system before him. Chi Nan suddenly thought of something: "What happens if I fail to pass the level?"

[Irreversible in the copy, death. ]

Chi Nan's heart burst: "Dying in the dungeon, will reality be affected?"

[The system has no comment. ]

Chi Nan: "..."

It felt like one foot was on the thief boat, but Chi Nan still stepped on the other foot without hesitation.

[Please enter the name of Dream World, please note that once you enter it, you cannot change it. ]

Chi Nan was a little surprised, this world is quite humane, and you can customize your nickname.

In other words, he can live as himself in this world.

His lips moved slightly, and he said four words confidently: "Name, Chi Nan."

[The information has been entered, please confirm the current initial value of "Chi Nan":

Friendship of the dreamer: 0

Nightmare awake value: 0

Special props: none

Please be aware of "Chi Nan" for dream visitors, once the sober value exceeds 90, it will affect your performance in the dungeon. Please stay drowsy and refuse to be sober. ]

Chi Nan: "...Okay."

[Because Mengyou’s "Chi Nan" has impaired vision, the system has been updated to a voice system. ]

Chi Nan: "Thank you."

After a pause, he asked again, "How does the dream-making system select people?"

[In front of the Dream Maker, everyone has a chance. ]

Chi Nan: "...I don't have any problems."

[The first nightmare randomly assigned by Mengyou ‘Chi Nan’: The Dream of You Yu. ]

Chi Nan was stunned for a moment: "What...?!"

[I wish you a happy sleepwalking. ]

Chi Nan: "...wait!"

It's a pity that the system has completely silenced the sound and ignored his reaction.

Yuyu’s dream... Could this dream be...

The ghost believes that this is a random soliciting sleepwalking!

He suddenly looked forward to it. If the memory of You Yu were to be reproduced, the truth of the fire that year could surface.

After wearing You Yu's body, although the guardian and the psychologist did not advise him to'revisit the old place', Chi Nan went back to the old house several times in order to find out the truth.

It is a pity that even if psychics are used to communicate, the thirteen people who were burned to death and the soul of the young master Youyu cannot be found.

There is no trace of memory, no trace of reality can be found.

This dream experience not only allowed him to regain the light, but also allowed him to understand the truth of the year, killing two birds with one stone.

The body suddenly stopped without warning, the brakes were too fast, Chi Nan's forehead banged on the window glass under inertia, and he suddenly became sober.

The sound of the system's inorganic matter has long since disappeared.

"Master, I'm home."

The driver's voice sounded, but in the rearview mirror, there was no one in the driving seat.

Chi Nan's eyelashes trembled and felt: "Here is..."

The driver seemed to smile lowly: "Old house."