I Like Weird the Most

"Hey, wake up...you wake up!"

"He asked...what's the matter with you...?"

"Wake up! Don't scare me! Is charging treasure so important?"

A girl's voice came from next to her ear, and the voice seemed a little familiar.

And there seems to be something on the body, very light.

Although it is not heavy, it always feels so hard and painful.

There is still a slight warmth across the face, as if a small hand is caressing the cheek.

He Wenzhi's eyelids trembled slightly, and he moved his fingers at the same time.

In a daze, he suddenly thought, could this be a ghost pressing the bed?

What kind of monster is this, dare to press my bed?

See, I won't accept you now!

The head that was still a little groggy suddenly became clear at this moment.

He Wenzhi opened his eyes suddenly, and what he saw was the familiar ceiling.

When he raised his head slightly, He Wenzhi's face froze.

Good guy, I didn't expect to be suppressed!

It's just that it's not some monster or goblin who is pressing him down, but Han Yumeng, a bold evildoer!

This guy didn't know when he came, but he entered the room while He Wenzhi was sleeping, lifted the quilt at the same time, sneaked into the bed, and lay on He Wenzhi's body.

Her ear was pressed against He Wenzhi's left chest, as if she was listening to the sound of a heartbeat.

Sensing the movement, she quickly straightened up and sat on He Wenzhi's waist.

"You finally woke up! I... I thought you were going to die just now..."

He Wen's face darkened: "I think you're going to die!"

"Are you having a nightmare?" Han Yumeng asked, and then said: "Just now I heard you shouting [my charging treasure, my charging treasure...], I think your expression is still a little Not right.

I'll call you quickly, and you won't be able to wake up..."

"So you lifted my quilt again, didn't you?" He Wenzhi rolled his eyes, sat up, picked up the little Han Yumeng and put it aside.

"If you don't lift the quilt and climb up, how can I listen to your heartbeat?" Han Yumeng said seriously: "And isn't it just a charging treasure? Why are you so excited? You have become like this in a dream, I really don't know." I thought something was going to happen to you..."

He Wenzhi: "..."

Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with her.

The charging treasure that makes me care, can it be an ordinary charging treasure?

But then again, this little girl's courage is really getting fatter!

In the past, at most, I would secretly touch my abdominal muscles and chest muscles while I was sleeping.

Now he even dared to lie on his body directly.

Thinking of this, He Wenzhi said, "Han Yumeng, do you know what it feels like when you pressed on me just now?"

"I'm so light, how can I feel?"

"Then, have you seen that little bench in the living room? It's lighter than you, right." He Wenzhi pointed to the little wooden bench that was being dragged aside by the dog and chewed: "If it's on your body , do you know what it feels like?"

"How does a wooden bench feel?" Han Yumeng tilted her head: "It's just hard...you...!"

He Wenzhi let out a smirk, got up and got out of bed, ready to wash up.

When he walked to the door of the room, he suddenly turned around and joked, "Have you been secretly eating papaya with milk lately? Let me tell you, that's useless at all."

"I won't listen, I won't listen!" Han Yumeng sat on the bed, grabbed the quilt and blocked her ears.

Too angry to grind my teeth!

It feels like the little tiger's teeth are going to be worn out.

…………

In the bathroom, He Wenzhi brushed his teeth facing the mirror.

He seldom dreams at ordinary times, especially after he has Golden Finger, he has even less time to dream.

The last time I had a dream, it seemed to be the first time I experienced [Looking for smoke and asking for directions].

As for the second time, it was last night.

But that dream last night, was it really just a dream?

This doubt suddenly appeared in He Wenzhi's heart.

In the dream, on the edge of the small lake that was dyed red by [Weeping Bride], the bloody man with the knife who suddenly attacked suddenly burst into black and red blood after being blown up.

In that bloody light, there was a strong strange feeling.

At that time, He Wenzhi didn't think much about it, just like he usually fights ghosts, he absorbed it easily.

Then……

【Spiritual Power +10】

It was a dream at the time, and He Wenzhi didn't think much about it.

After all, he was asleep at the time, and he didn't know it was a dream.

But is the increase in attribute points really just a fantasy in a dream?

At that time, He Wenzhi could clearly feel that the attribute points really increased at that moment.

If it was a dream, then what about this real increase in attribute points?

And after the bloody man was beaten to death, the [Weeping Bride] who had his belly cut open suddenly stood up again.

She looked like a marionette at that time, with her hands dangling on her chest, as if she was holding something in her arms.

Her expression was even more strange.

His pale face was covered with blood, but he looked at the empty arms and smiled foolishly.

At this time, the weird little girl's voice appeared again.

[Crying Bride]'s expression suddenly changed, and he hummed the previous nursery rhyme anxiously.

She sang as she walked toward the depths of the forest.

He Wenzhi hurriedly chased after him at that time, but at this moment, the black and white mist completely enveloped the place again, and he couldn't see anything around him.

The bride walks away with a baby that doesn't even exist.

In He Wenzhi's eyes, that bride is the power bank.

He rinsed his mouth, this dream really made him a little confused.

[Crying Bride] Didn't you already go back?

Because of the different versions of the game, there may be some restrictions that prevent her from displaying her true strength.

Later, she was greatly stimulated, and she finally broke out, but because of this, she went back.

This is the result of everyone's inference at that time.

"Could it be that evil spirits have invaded my dreams?"

The faucet was turned on, and the tap water gushed out, rushing, and washed in the white sink.

He Wenzhi lowered his head, picked up cold tap water with both hands, and poured it on his face continuously.

The cold touch gradually calmed his somewhat chaotic thoughts.

Looking at the bright sky outside, He Wenzhi wiped off the drops of water on his face.

He raised his head, looked at himself in the mirror, and slowly relaxed his slightly frowning brows.

In the living room, he sat at the dining table.

Looking at the sumptuous meals on the table, I think this is the takeaway that Han Yumeng ordered in advance.

"Han Yumeng, why don't you come and eat together." He Wenzhi called out.

"I ate a little while you were sleeping, those are all for you." Han Yumeng's voice came from the room.

"Okay, then I won't go out during the day. Do you eat noodles? If you get hungry later, just tell me and I'll eat it for you."

"good."

Hearing Han Yumeng's answer, He Wenzhi began to feast on it, and then picked out another big piece of beef and threw it to the dog who was sitting next to him, who was almost crying.

At the same time, he took out his phone and tapped the screen with his finger.

He sent a text message to Li Ziru, telling him about the weird dream last night.

As a senior, he might be able to know something.

After eating, I cleaned up for a while.

He Wenzhi walked into the middle room.

In the dark room, icy cold air rushed in. He opened the drawer and took out a few sticks of incense. After lighting it, he put it in the incense burner.

Looking at the two urns in front of him, He Wenzhi asked, "Is there any smell on me today?"

Huang Xiaoyan: "Yes."

Han Yuluo: "It's still very thick."

He Wenzhi's eyelids drooped slightly, thinking deeply.

After a while, he looked at Han Yuluo's urn again.

"Han Yuluo, I'm going to separate out your ashes and put them in sachets, so that you can stay with me anytime in the future."

"Okay." Han Yuluo whispered, followed her and said: "Then you get two sachets, and the other for Mengmeng. If you are not at home in the future, and she wants to go out to play, I can also accompany her conveniently." around."

"Okay." He Wenzhi nodded, didn't say anything more, but walked out of the room.

…………

He Wenzhi stayed at home for the next whole day and did not go out.

It's just that Li Ziru didn't reply to the message. He Wenzhi even called during the period, but no one answered.

He may be resting, or he may be busy with something.

At night, He Wenzhi took Huang Xiaoyan for a stroll around the Spring City, trying to see if he could meet any ghosts.

Just a few hours passed, and after finding nothing, he went home again.

He took a shower, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep again before he knew it.

Black and white mist appeared around, a weird girl's voice sounded, and a nice woman's humming sound also appeared.

Finally, the fog cleared, and the same scene as last night appeared in front of my eyes.

Through the forest path, there is the lake again, and the weeping bride.

A strong smell of blood came to the nostrils, and a cold light flashed, He Wenzhi turned around and swept across with a punch.

boom!

There was a loud noise, as if something had exploded, and blood mist filled the air in an instant.

【Spiritual Power +10】

He Wenzhi suddenly opened his eyes and looked out the window.

It was still late at night, and it was pitch black outside.

Above the dark night sky, there are no nebulae, making it extremely depressing.

Looking at the phone, it is now one forty-four minutes and forty-four seconds in the morning.

Li Ziru still did not reply to the previous message, nor did he return a call.

He Wenzhi sat on the bed with a little confusion in his eyes.

It was that dream again, what was going on?

Didn't that evil spirit go back?

Could it be that she really invaded the dreamland and would come to give ten attribute points every day?

Warm up on time?

"this……"

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