After the Little Crybaby Enters the Nightmare Cycle

The ghosts got permission and started to move forward again.

At that time, only Chi Nan was left on the bed. He was still asleep deeply, breathing evenly, and his cheeks were a little more **** than when he was awake.

As a large number of ghosts and corpses approached, Chi Nan shrank from feeling cold and buried his head in the quilt.

One of the badly decomposed corpses climbed onto the bed from the carpet. It seemed to have been soaked in corrosive liquid before it was alive. The skin was completely decayed to reveal the bones and muscles. The most corroded cheeks have been completely rotted, and the muscles and muscles have melted to reveal the posterior molars and cheeks. bone.

The corrosive liquid mixed with blood water continued to drip from it, ticking, leaving a string of sticky marks wherever it passed...

Ye Chang, who had maintained a viewing attitude, frowned, and said coldly, "Go down and change one."

After all, he didn't want his original body to be contaminated by such a dirty thing.

Corruption ghost: "...?"

It froze in place at a loss, until Ye Chang's impatient voice sounded again: "Get off!"

The Corruption Ghost immediately crawled and fell off Chi Nan's bed, and accidentally broke himself into pieces, and fell to the ground.

Ye Chang suddenly intervened, and all the ghosts were a little dazed at once, all of them stunned in the same place. You look at me and I look at you, falling into a dilemma.

Is this person on the bed able to move or not? They dare not offend the dreamer...

Ye Chang put on a leisurely posture as a bystander: "You continue."

Ghosts: "...?"

In the face of the capricious dream maker, no one among the ghosts wants to be the first bird, waiting for their companions to take a step forward.

Ye Chang waited for a moment and became impatient: "I will let you continue."

So the ghosts had to bite the bullet and crawl forward. From the carpet to the bed, they approached Chi Nan a little bit. One of the courageous drowned ghosts rudely tossed the sheet that Chi Nan was covering his face, but it was almost an instant. His movements were stiff in mid-air.

The ghost behind didn't know what was going on, but he didn't dare to act rashly when his companion seemed to be subjected to some great irritation.

Ye Chang noticed the drowning ghost's abnormality, and a look of excitement flashed in his eyes: "What's the matter?"

The drowning ghost began to tremble, and the water on its body also shook off from bed to floor. After twitching for less than half a minute, the drowning ghost began to stiffen and dissolve, and there was no sound.

For a moment, it turned into a small piece of paper soaked on the wet floor.

The few ghosts behind did not dare to take a step forward, they were all watching.

Observing the reactions of these ghosts, Ye Chang finally stopped standing by and stood by the bed, condescendingly looking at Chi Nan, who was not awake.

Because of the tears, the two moles of tears in the corners of Chi Nan's eyes were soaked, beautiful and melancholy in the blurry sunset.

He bent down, wiped the corners of Chi Nan's eyes with his fingers, looked at the tears on his fingertips, and said to himself: "Because of the tears?"

He put on his gloves again, and Chi Nan's tears were stained on his hands, reaching out to the panicked ghosts.

The ghosts instinctively hid backwards, the leaves were awkward, and they put their fingers to their lips: "Shhh, don't move around."

So the ghosts did not dare to move, and froze in place and shivered.

Ye Chang is like a prank kid, knowing that these ghosts have been scared to death, he still ruthlessly pressed Chi Nan's tear-stained fingers on the eyebrows of one of the ghosts.

But in the blink of an eye, the ghost has stopped shaking, silently turned into a piece of paper again, and fell on the carpet from mid-air.

"I see."

The corners of Ye Chang’s lips raised an imperceptible arc. He had always puzzled him before. How did Chi Nan retreat from the audition on the first night of "Dream of You Yu", and completed the answer to the audition perfectly. He seemed to understood.

It turns out that this guy’s tears are such an interesting thing...

At four o'clock exactly, the alarm clock rang like a reminder.

If he kept it as usual, Chi Nan would inevitably turn off the alarm clock in his sleep, but this night, I don’t know which nerve he got wrong, or his long-buried conscience was discovered. He only struggled for 20 minutes before he was awake. come over.

He checked the time, 4:20, not too bad.

Ye Chang sat next to him, immersed himself in reading a book of exercises, and from time to time he used a pen to outline the sketches. He looked serious and really looked like a student preparing for the exam the night before.

"Sorry, I got up twenty minutes late," Chi Nan sat up and said to Ye Chang, who was quietly reviewing, "until you fell asleep."

Ye Chang looked up at him from the exercise book, and said quietly, "It's okay, if you don't sleep enough to continue, I'm not sleepy."

"I still want to review for a while. When I get out of the nightmare world, it's time for me to take the exam." Ye Chang added again, his tone very helpless.

Chi Nan snorted and rubbed his eyes: "Is there anything wrong in the room when I fell asleep?"

"The big wooden box under the bed keeps making strange noises," he turned over a page and continued, "It's like someone scratching a wooden board with a fingernail."

Chi Nan: "Did you watch it?"

"No," Ye Chang just closed the exercise book, "I am still a little scared of my own words."

Every time he said ‘fear’, he was an understatement, and he had no sincerity in being afraid.

"And, for interesting things, I also want to wait for you to wake up and watch them together." He added.

"OK."

Chi Nan got off the bed and dragged out the wooden box under the bed. When he saw that the lock of the wooden box had been inexplicably opened, his brows frowned, "Have you really moved the wooden box?"

He raised his head and asked Ye Chang.

Ye Chang looked blankly and shook his head: "No, does this box automatically open at a fixed time?"

He speculated in a way.

Chi Nan directly opened the lid of the box, and lying in the big wooden box was a seemingly ordinary booklet.

But after opening it, he found that the booklet was full of stamps, and the patterns on these stamps were reduced versions of the works in the Death Painting Exhibition Hall. Each stamp had a corresponding number. For example, his one was marked with the words 60n.m.

"What is this? Death stamp album?"

Chi Nan didn't speak, and quickly flipped through the stamp album, reconfirming that these patterns had been seen in the painting exhibition hall. It's very strange that they are stamps, and they don't have the usual stamp plate inscriptions, watermarks, country names, logos and other information.

He was silent for a moment and asked Ye Chang, "Do you know what n.m. means?"

Ye Chang nodded: "Hai Li."

"But what does Haili have to do with these death paintings?" Ye Chang stared at the stamp thoughtfully.

"Each stamp is marked with the corresponding number of nautical miles. Is it possible that the death of the passenger is related to the nautical miles, that is, the distance traveled?"

Death, nautical miles, cruise ships, special gifts for passing guests, travelers at dusk...

Chi Nan went over the information in his mind and wondered for a long while: "Could it be that the Dusk used the death of passengers as fuel to move forward. This is called a special room, which is the collection place for the souls of dead guests in the past? "

Ye Chang looked astonished: "There was a sound in the box just now. It's possible that these souls were all sealed in the box. Our staying in made them feel like moving."

"But what is the basis for the numbers on these'stamps'?" Chi Nan thought. The numbers in the painting exhibition hall are dates, but the face of these stamps is obviously different.

Ye Chang held a stack of'stamps' in his hand and looked at it: "The old captain stipulated that horror stories must be told every night on the Dusk. Do you think these numbers are the fear value of the dead? The fear value of each deceased. Not the same, so the number of nautical miles obtained is different."

"That is to say, the fear value affects the number of nautical miles, so the old captain is deliberately exaggerating the horror atmosphere..."

"Yes, horror stories can inspire fear in passengers, and from the previous two fatal accidents, it seems that the Dusk has the ability to visualize the fear of passengers and then swallow the fearful person."

Not only is the horror story club, but many of the designs of the Dusk are deliberately rendering horror.

For example, the death painting exhibition hall, such as the death marks in each guest room, and the captain deliberately put their bodies in the banquet hall after the death of passengers to show them to everyone...

The so-called day and night dreams, the story will succeed in making the dreamer the seeds of fear.

Once the plot in a horror story is deeply rooted in people's hearts, it will spread and spread unconsciously, and the whole process is almost not controlled by wisdom.

Human minds are not like doors and windows, they can be opened and closed at will, and so is fear.

It’s like watching a horror movie. At the time, it didn’t seem to be particularly scary, but the stamina often lasted three or two days or even longer. Some horror scenes can even affect a person’s life. For example, when you go to the bathroom late at night, you can’t help but look at the bathroom mirror. I can’t restrain myself and look under the bed when I’m lying down looking for something...

Sometimes the more afraid you are, the more you can't help thinking about it.

Twilight seems to use human beings’ irresistible characteristics of fear, allowing terror to spread in the hearts of the people, and then concretize these fears to counteract the parties, and then use their deaths as fuel for Twilight...

Among the triplets, Ayu, 309 two aunts who died playing mahjong, and countless works in the death painting exhibition hall can all be well confirmed.

This Twilight is not just a cruise ship, but a monster floating in the sea and devouring human fear.

"We will take the stamp album out at dawn and compare the death paintings in the painting exhibition hall one by one. Maybe we can find the missing painting."

"Well, it can only do this for now."

Seeing that it was only eight o'clock in three hours, Chi Nan simply lay back on the bed to sleep, and Ye Chang rarely put down the exercises in his hands and closed his eyes and rested beside him.

"Brother Nan, what are you afraid of?" Ye Chang's voice was very soft, like a dream.

Chi Nan's eyes just closed cracked open, and he swept over slightly, "I can't say."

He just thinks that if there is no fear in the answer, most people will not believe it, so he can't just say it in a perfunctory way.

Ye Chang didn't seem to expect that the answer would be this way, and he stunned for a moment and smiled: "That's right, if you say it, it may be used by the Dusk."

"By the way, can I ask you a question?" Chi Nan, who has always seemed disinterested in people, suddenly asked.

Ye Chang took a breath, of course thinking of the pocket watch placed on the bedside table, his heart sank, but he was a little excited: "Well, you ask."

He always concealed his emotional ups and downs very well, and his voice really seemed to be chatting.

Chi Nan glanced at his reflective lenses: "Why do you sleep without taking off your glasses?"