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"Other nightmares of Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals all let the tester enter someone's brain, but this time is completely different. On the way here, I didn't realize at which step I entered the dream." Gao Ming felt a sharp pain from the back of his neck after entering the small door, but this pain was different from the pain in the previous dreams.

"Is someone deliberately concealing the process of entering the dream? The brain we entered is a secret that Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals cannot easily show? Is this the brain of No. 2?"

It was a dark and windy night, and the only light in the world was the faint candlelight over there in the village. Gao Ming felt creepy walking alone outside the village. This place gave him a weirder feeling than any of his previous nightmares, as if the whole world would change at any time and swallow him up without leaving any bones.

"Were the others born directly in the village?"

Walking quietly towards the village, Gao Ming suddenly saw someone waving at him beside the only dirt road. The man was short and wore a dirty and loose cloth.

Gao Ming just glanced and prepared to avoid it, but after a circle, the waving figure was closer to him, and the other party was blocking the road to the village.

The longer Gao Ming stayed outside the town, the faster his heart beat, and the feeling of uneasiness became stronger and stronger. He had to bite the bullet and move forward.

"The road is facing the sky, each walk half, don't be blind and bump into me."

As soon as he approached, the figure in the dark staggered over, and raised his head a little bit, revealing a sharp-mouthed beast face.

Blocking the road was a Huang Daxian wearing living clothes. It stood upright like a human, and its black eyes stared straight at Gao Ming. Small and sharp claws stretched out from the sleeves, as if asking Gao Ming for something?

Squinting his glasses, Gao Ming thought about his chances of winning after the conflict. He had just entered the nightmare and had no clues. If he exposed his strength for no reason, he would probably become someone else's prey, not to mention helping Bai Huang.

"What do you want to ask me for?" Gao Ming knew something was wrong as soon as he opened his mouth. He found that Huang Daxian, who was wearing living clothes, actually smiled, and pointed his sharp claws at the torn money bag in Gao Ming's hand.

"You want the money of the dead? This is what I just took out of the coffin." Gao Ming took out a copper coin and threw it to the other party while running towards the village.

Turning his head to check, Huang Daxian did not chase him, but there were candles in the small temple on the far side of the mass grave. I don't know if Huang Daxian went there or other testers hid in the temple.

The stone beam at the entrance of the town is very high, making the stone tablet next to it look a little short, but in fact, the stone tablet requires two adults to hold it with their arms outstretched.

"Zhemeng Town."

Each bright red big word is composed of countless small words. Gao Ming can see it clearly when he gets closer. They are names, some of which are dim and blurred, and some have been erased.

Most of the names are bloody, and only a few are dark black, which are darker than the night.

"Did these people form the village in front of us? Did they build this place, or... was this town built with their nightmares of flesh and blood?"

Same sentence, but with two completely different meanings.

"This is the final test of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical for the fifth-level confidentiality qualification. It must hide their core secrets. Don't underestimate this place."

Yongsheng Pharmaceutical did not give any hints, so Gao Ming could only explore it by himself.

Walking past the tall stone beam, Gao Ming saw strange words engraved on the town.

"Don't laugh at people, don't worship ghosts, don't talk to beasts, don't be afraid of danger."

"I seem to have just talked to Huang Daxian, and it smiled at me." Gao Ming was a little worried. As soon as he stepped into the village, he found that the words on the stone beam had changed-it's easy to get in but hard to get out, the King of Hell is asking for life, and the little ghosts are hard to deal with.

"What the hell?"

Gao Ming didn't dare to stay on the street. This village gave him a terrible feeling. All the buildings didn't look like this era.

"There should be a place to live in the town." Holding the purse with only two copper coins left, he walked onto the stone-paved road.

Most of the houses here were not lit, as if they were carefully avoiding something. Gao Ming walked for a long time before he saw the light.

The street from the entrance of Zhemeng Town was divided into three forks. The left road had the sound of night watchmen coming from far away. The right road was a mixture of gravel and mud, with paper money and fallen soul flags floating on the ground. On the middle road, you can see the hanging red lanterns, like the red eyes of a beast in the night.

Gao Ming lowered his head and walked forward quickly, choosing the middle road.

Red lanterns were hung on both sides of the red door. The threshold of this family was very high. The other rooms were dead and no one dared to make any sound. This family could hear footsteps and the sound of moving pots and pans through the door.

Approaching the door, the big red door was ajar. Gao Ming looked inside and saw shadowy figures in several wing rooms. The beautiful windows were covered with new gauze, and the word "囍" was pasted on the brick walls and wooden doors. This family seemed to be holding a wedding.

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"Is it a ghost marriage?" Gao Ming had just come up with this thought when the footsteps in the yard and the wing suddenly stopped. A moment of dead silence enveloped Gao Ming with great fear. He felt that there were eyes looking at him, but he could not see anyone in his field of vision.

"The groom is back!" An old voice came from the inner hall, and footsteps sounded next to Gao Ming in an instant. He did not hesitate, closed the door, turned around and ran towards the dirt road full of paper money.

He knew he couldn't outrun the footsteps, so he turned the corner, climbed up the wall, and climbed into someone else's house.

The footsteps chased by the wall, and Gao Ming held his breath until the footsteps disappeared. He was about to take a breath, but his right eyelid jumped suddenly. There was a black donkey in the yard pulling a millstone. There was something in the millstone, and blood was flowing out continuously. The black donkey would lick the millstone after working for a while, and then pull harder.

"Help, help..." A very weak voice came from the millstone, as if it was a man in his sixties. The black donkey heard his call for help and noticed Gao Ming. The elongated donkey face stared at Gao Ming, and its mouth was full of blood.

"There is a knife in the house, it can't move, kill the donkey, kill the donkey." The voice in the millstone urged, it had endured a lot of torture, and finally waited for this opportunity, the voice was hoarse and excited: "Kill, this cheap donkey."

Originally Gao Ming didn't want to get involved, the voice didn't speak, and the black donkey couldn't find him.

Being stared at by the black donkey, Gao Ming actually felt pressure, and his will seemed to be dragged into the quagmire, and he was in a trance for a moment.

Biting the tip of his tongue hard, Gao Ming avoided the millstone and rushed into the house at the fastest speed.