After the Little Crybaby Enters the Nightmare Cycle

Ye Chang didn't delay, and developed a native bomb before calling his name: "These fireworks can provide ready-made gunpowder, which is much more convenient."

"Student Ye, what on earth did you do before entering the nightmare world, you can even do soil bombs...?" Lao Yu's eyes on Ye Chang became more complicated.

Ye Chang squinted and pushed his glasses, with a look of harmless humans and animals: "Ordinary senior high school students in ordinary schools have very ordinary grades. They are struggling on the repetition line."

Old Yu: "..."

"But there is still a problem. Even if the wall is blown up, the problem of blocking the light source is not solved..." Lao Yu's brows are twisted together. He has had a lot of books before, and he has never encountered such a nightmare that caused him a headache. "I can’t transport all the blown-up walls to our dormitory like Chi Nan yesterday, and seal them in the suitcases under the bed? How can there be so many suitcases..."

Even if the number of suitcases is not considered, the square is almost 20 minutes away from their dormitory, which is impractical to transport, but even if it does, the wall is too large and the shading is not necessarily guaranteed. The deterministic factor is there, they are betting their lives.

Chi Nan: "The best shading place in the whole Candleman Town should be the Volunteer Exhibition Hall. As long as you put out all the candles inside and move the blown up wall inside, you shouldn’t have to worry about the light source. ."

"Moreover, the residents of Zhuren Town are very jealous of the exhibition hall, so they don't dare to take a half step easily. It is perfect to hide the ghost wall." Ye Chang added for Chi Nan.

Old Yu thought carefully, his brows stretched instantly, and he threw out the smoke in his mouthpiece with excitement: "Good guys, so you guys have thought it through. I will synchronize the plan to everyone, and the division of labor will be more efficient. ."

Soon, Wu Ying of 109, Dysonson, and young mother of 105 all understood the whole plan.

After knowing that her daughter was saved, the young mother's condition became much more stable. She carefully looked at the map that Chi Nan had obtained from the female foreman, and used a marker to mark the ghost wall, the exhibition hall, and a nearby building. After a few red circles, he suggested: "Although the distance from the ghost wall to the exhibition hall is less than 20 meters, it is not easy to transport the broken wall. There is a large supermarket near the square. You can "borrow" a supermarket trolley to transport broken walls."

Xia Wei cried dazedly on the sick bed: "Is there anything I can help?"

Everyone looked over, and Lao Yu smiled: "Yes, hide your arm, don't let the people in town find it out."

The plan has been discussed at 8:50. Although the faster the action is, the better, but due to the rule of roll call for all female foremen, there is no need to risk fouls at this point. They have to put the plan aside and go to the production workshop to start. Volunteer work for a new day.

The female foreman excluded 101 from the candidate list of "Excellent Volunteers": "Today's rules are the same as yesterday. If no volunteers have more than two men in the 101 dormitory, then we will continue to adopt a random method from the remaining dormitories. Find tonight's "lucky guy" in the number."

But because Chi Nan’s move to change the dormitory worked last night, everyone did not see any tension today, and Xia Wei, who had taken the anti-fever medicine, even rolled his eyes at the female foreman.

The female foreman gave him a sharp look: "Does this gentleman have any comments?"

Xia Wei tut: "It's nothing, I'm looking forward to it."

Lao Yu glared at him and lowered his voice to warn: "Don't be so high-profile, what if it's our turn?"

Xia Wei's forehead didn't burn anymore, and there was no feeling in his hands. He healed his scar and forgot to hurt, and smiled: "That's good, I can still sleep in Brother Ye's house."

Lao Yu was speechless: "..." This love brain is hopeless.

As time passed by, everyone, in order to prevent the punishment of passive sabotage, was perfunctory and waiting for the exciting plan at night.

The success or failure of breaking the dream is in this one action. If Chi Nan's speculation is accurate, cutting off the light source can starve the shadow on the ghost wall, and the wax of the person who made the giant candle will also melt into blood, and they can succeed in breaking the dream.

But Candleman's Day is imminent. Once the plan fails, everyone will become human wax tomorrow, and the body and shadow will be dedicated to this strange town forever.

At this moment, only Ye Chang can continue to carve the Candleman without any distractions. His dedicated appearance is incomprehensible, as if he came to the "Candleman's Day" copy mainly for the purpose of carving the Candleman for Chi Nan. The so-called Broken Dream is nothing but It's just smooth.

"Brother Nan, I believe it won't take long before I can give you the small candle doll." Ye Chang and the candle man in his hand faced each other, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, as if he was watching gently. At each other.

He knew that this was the last time he had made a candle puppet.

Chi Nan originally planned to lie down on the table and catch a fish to sleep, but he hasn't fallen asleep, so he tilted his head and looked at Ye Chang.

"Well, I was looking forward to it," he said.

Because he had been resting his face with his arm just now, there were a few deep and shallow red marks on Chi Nan's face, which added a bit of vividness to this pale face that was not very lively.

"Although I don't know what the shadow said to you, you don't believe me anymore, do you?" Ye Chang pushed his glasses, his voice was as gentle as usual, with a slight smile.

Chi Nan kept his hands on the pillow, looking at him from the bottom up: "Am I so obvious?"

Ye Chang smiled shortly: "Obviously, you usually don't seem to have any expressions, but you are actually very bad at concealing emotions."

"It should be said that he is not good at hiding emotions in front of me." He added.

Chi Nan finally sat up straight, his red fingers tapped boredly on the table a few times.

Knowing that he couldn't read any emotions from Ye Chang's face, he simply moved his eyes to the small candlestick in his hand.

There was a tear on the face of the Chi Nan doll carved by Ye Chang, just like he was crying and crying blankly.

This guy was too familiar with the way he was crying, very vivid.

"Ye Chang, when was the first time we met?"

Chi Nan's gaze shifted from the candle doll to the mirror placed between them.

Ye Chang's sculpted hand paused slightly: Before the "Twilight Cruise" started, on the pier of Zicheng. "

He stopped his work and raised his eyes to face Chi Nan in the mirror, "Or... Brother Nan thinks we've seen it before?"

Chi Nan didn't speak, and Ye Chang said to himself again, "Speaking of which, you asked me at that moment... Did we meet before, do you remember?"

Of course Chi Nan didn't forget. The first time he saw Ye Chang on the pier in Zicheng, he felt familiar for no reason, but he also remembered Ye Chang's answer...

Ye Chang said at the time that he would remember if he had seen it, but unfortunately not.

"Do you want to change the answer now?" Chi Nan asked.

Ye Chang smiled, "Who knows? Maybe it was at the dawn base, or maybe earlier."

As he said, he turned his head and glanced across the mirror to look at Chi Nan's faint green eyes.

This statement has clearly and plainly told Chi Nan his answer and the truth.

There was a trace of emotion in Chi Nan's eyes, but it was fleeting, and soon he returned to calm and calm again: "What is your purpose?"

He asked bluntly.

Ye Chang curled his lips: "Believe it or not, I have never had a strong purpose in doing things. I do everything I want, just for curiosity and fun."

After a pause, he changed to a relaxed ridicule, "Brother Nan, we are very similar in this point, aren't we?"

"Well, that's true," Chi Nan confessed, "So what are you curious about?"

Ye Chang stopped laughing and looked at him steadily: "You."

His voice was very soft. If Chi Nan was not listening attentively at this moment, he might have ignored the word'you'.

Chi Nan: "Is there anything special about me?"

Ye Chang smiled again and said, "Brother Nan, don't you know? There is nothing special about you, which is so interesting."

Chi Nan: "..."

Ye Chang saw that he was so teased that he had nothing to say, and then resumed his seriousness: "But you can rest assured that although I have a special identity, the purpose of passing the book is the same as you. At this point, you should not guard me. It is also completely. You can trust me."

Chi Nan: "Really?"

Ye Chang shrugged: "It's much harder to lie than tell the truth. I don't need to waste acting skills to lie to you."

After a pause, he narrowed his smile, his expression became serious and even a little gloomy, "but my shadow is hard to say, you must not trust him."

"I think it won't be long before everything will have an answer. Just wait patiently for Nan Ge."

Ye Chang retracted his gaze and continued to concentrate on his candle-man carving. Chi Nan watched him fixedly for a while before he narrowed his gaze and continued to sleep on the table.

Volunteers had just finished working, and everyone rushed to the town square like the first wave of students rushing to the cafeteria after school, and they quickly deployed as planned.

Just after four o'clock, the sky gradually darkened, and there was no one in the small town square, only the faint candlelight gleaming as bright as day.

Ye Chang buried the homemade earth bombs around the ghost wall in the morning, and a group of people hid in a safe area. With several explosions, the ghost wall, regarded as the greatest artwork by the town residents, shattered and collapsed. , The smell of dust and gunpowder filled the sky above the silent town square, and the NPC residents seemed to be dead, without any movement.

While everyone was relieved, they were also enveloped by the strange feeling of living in death.

Candleman's Day is imminent. They don’t want to waste any more time. They have no time to wait for the smoke and dust around them to clear. The young mother and two other girls have pushed more than a dozen shopping carts out of the supermarket, and the bottom of the shopping cart is also padded with leak-proof plastic. Membrane, so as to ensure that they will not leak while transporting the broken wall bricks to the exhibition hall.

Soon, everyone began to use the props prepared in the morning to clean up and carry the broken bricks.

Ye Chang swiftly carried the sprinkler nozzles on the lawn of the square into the exhibition hall, boiled the water to the maximum, and poured hundreds of candles in the exhibition hall from top to bottom. He was drenched with water at the same time. , The white candles used to enshrine the small candle men in the exhibition hall were all extinguished, and the exhibition hall, which stood like a tomb in the corner of the square, fell into weird darkness.

Old Yu Heat moved the wreckage of the ghost wall into the shopping cart, and joked to Chi Nan next to him: "I told you those doubts about classmate Ye before, but I was actually uncomfortable. If it weren’t for him, the explosives didn’t. People know how to do it, and no one dares to put out the candles. The roommate you picked up has great potential."

Chi Nan: "...Well, it's really practical."

Xia Wei used his one-arm to help push the cart. In order to relieve tension and fatigue, he joked: "Chi Nan, where did you pick up the roommate, I also want to pick one."

Ye Chang, who came to help carry it together, just heard: "I have to pick it up, it's bound."

Chi Nan: "..."

Just as he was about to say something, Ye Chang pushed the shopping cart full of crushed stones and ran towards the exhibition hall.

The seven people worked in full swing for more than six hours. At about eleven o’clock in the night, they finally transported all the blown-up walls to the exhibition hall for storage. When they closed the exhibition hall door, they completely locked the 186 shadows in the exhibition hall. When it was in the dark, everyone was ashamed and relieved.

Tomorrow is the grandest festival in Candleman Town, Candleman's Day.

If this festival cannot be stopped in time, once the giant candle burns, all dream visitors will be waxed in the pervasive candlelight and will always be a part of this century-old festival to welcome their final sacrifices and sacrifices.

And all they can do now is to wait.

"Brother Nan, tonight may be our last night as roommates."

Ye Chang stared at the candlelight dangling on the ground and said in a low voice.