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Some memories that Gao Ming had never had before began to stir up his mind because of Qian Jin's words. Whenever he tried to recall them, he could always hear the strange sound of the chain being stretched straight, as if something was locked deep in his mind.

"What the dirty thing behind the door said... is very likely to be true."

Thinking about the fate of the owner of the dream, Gao Ming hesitated even if he felt that Qian Jin was not lying. If they really let the owner of the house go, they would definitely end up miserably.

Bai Huang had made the gesture several times, but Gao Ming did not act, which made her eyes emerge with a trace of ruthlessness and determination.

Aren't you just afraid of death? Aren't you still weighing the pros and cons? I'll take the first step!

"Seize the body!"

The frostbite at the corner of her mouth cracked, and while Bai Huang shouted this sentence to Gao Ming, her body shot out like a bow and arrow, and her muscles burst out at a speed far beyond that of ordinary people. Her blood vessels under the skin burst in an instant, and her expression at this time was more terrifying than that of a ghost.

Thunder exploded, Gao Ming had no time to hesitate, he followed Bai Huang the moment he moved!

Perhaps the owner of the house knew the information about him, but he did not need an owner who had the ability to resist. He could only feel at ease if he could completely hold the remnant of the owner's soul in his own hands.

The two rushed forward from left to right, and Bai Huang did not misjudge Gao Ming. He was ready to die, and was not frightened by Qian Jin's shotgun at all. Instead, he brought Qian Jin a great sense of oppression.

"Bang!"

The negotiation broke down, and the owner of the house attached to Qian Jin did not say any nonsense to waste time, and his finger pressed the trigger.

The gunshot rang above the East Lake, the cold wind was pierced by a flash of fire, and something seemed to be awakened in the deep lake water under the ice.

Blood splashed, the colorless ice was dyed red, and Bai Huang's body still maintained the posture of rushing forward. Her chest collapsed, and the bullet exploded in her body, piercing through her heart, and even a blood hole appeared on her back.

"Go!" As soon as Bai Huang opened her mouth, blood flowed out. She couldn't say any more.

Gao Ming didn't have time to think about what would happen if he died in a dream. Qian Jin chose to shoot Bai Huang and bought him two extremely precious seconds.

The hot shell fell to the ground, and the smoking barrel was facing down. Qian Jin had taken off his gloves before, and he had another bullet in his palm.

The bullet was very different from ordinary shotgun ammunition. It was blood red all over, as if it was made of anger, and it could easily burn the palm.

Loading, loading, only the last step, Qian Jin was thrown onto the boat by Gao Ming.

Both of them seemed to not care about pain and death, and tried every means to kill each other.

The turbid snow fell one after another. On the huge East Lake, in the middle of the layers of ice, the lone boat shook violently, and the dark water and red blood mixed together.

"You are really looking for death! He won't let any of you leave in order to trap me! You only know that I am an evil ghost, but now he has become a ghost too! He is a ghost with deeper obsession and more evil than me!" Holding the shotgun tightly with both hands, Qian Jin's strength is far inferior to Gao Ming's. I just don't know what method the owner of the house used to make Qian Jin's body sprout twisted blood vessels, which greatly increased his strength.

The boat is not the ground, Gao Ming can't even stand steadily. He knows that there is only one chance, so he can only go all out.

"Everyone is crazy! Idiot! If the boat capsizes, we will all die!" Qian Jin's tone changed, not much different from that of the owner of the house. He was extremely angry. How come after being trapped in someone else's dream for several years, the proportion of normal people in the world outside the door has become so low?

"I will drag you down with me even if I die."

First Bai Huang, then Gao Ming, these living people who were regarded as toys by him before, have now all become mad dogs who only know how to bite!

The boat was shaking more and more violently. Gao Ming and Qian Jin were holding the hunting rifles and were unwilling to let go. At this time, they were like baits teasing big fish, making noises and emitting the fragrance of living things.

Something seemed to be approaching in the deep lake, but the two people on the boat didn't care at all, until Gao Ming forced Qian Jin to the edge of the boat, and the two people with injuries fell into the East Lake at the same time!

The biting cold came from all directions. There was nowhere to escape and no way to avoid. Gao Ming and the owner of the house seemed to be stuffed into a large jar full of knife tips in an instant.

The body was getting heavier and heavier. There was a special suction force in the darkness, trying to drag the two into the depths of the lake.

Qian's mouth and nose were filled with water. He couldn't even scream. He held the hunting rifle in one hand and the edge of the boat with the other hand.

It was too late to say anything now. Gao Ming also realized after falling into the water that he had greatly underestimated the horror of East Lake.

The lake in the nightmare was connected to nowhere. The great terror and danger made his heart beat uncontrollably. He could feel something under him! Something that could not be seen clearly at the bottom of the lake was approaching!

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" Qian Jin's eyes were full of hatred, and he wished to eat Gao Ming alive. He wanted to climb up the side of the boat, but Gao Ming held the shotgun and refused to let go. The lonely boat finally capsized in the dispute between the two.

The headless body on the boat fell into the East Lake, and the leather bag tied to Qian Jin's waist seemed to swell. After being soaked in the water of the East Lake, the head that was almost squeezed dry by the owner of the house seemed to come alive, as if breathing in the leather bag, and as if opening its mouth to bite the leather bag from the inside.

"The sacrifices are all ready, all ready..." Bai Huang, who was shot, clenched her teeth, blood slid down her lips, and she was still crawling towards the boat.

She could sense her vitality slipping away. If she could not return to reality in a short time, or enter a deeper nightmare, she would die in this nightmare and become a part of it. It would be difficult to get out of it.

"Gao Ming, open Qian Jin's skin bag, put the letter and the photo into the head of the dream owner, and return his obsession and memory to him!" Bai Huang said with difficulty, and threw the photo with his last strength.

It was not as troublesome as Bai Huang said. The moment the photo fell into the East Lake and was soaked by the lake water, changes began to occur under the deep lake surface.

Gao Ming was still fighting for the skin bag on Qian Jin's waist. During the struggle, his own pocket was also torn.

Gao Ming only protected the intercom on his chest with his whole heart and soul, and missed the other two flesh and blood seeds hidden in his body.

The call of the flesh-and-blood giant tree suddenly became stronger. Gao Ming then saw the seeds that had begun to sprout rapidly during the sinking process. He quickly grabbed one of them, but the other one disappeared following the faint call from the bottom of the lake.

"Another one is missing." The depths of East Lake are full of "big fish" and the lake is full of resentment. This is the favorite place for the flesh-and-blood seed. It has taken root and sprouted during the sinking process: "East Lake is the embodiment of the door for the dream master. There are also passages leading to other places at the bottom of the lake. What will the seed look like if it is not restricted?"