That night, He Fei had a dream, a dream that he was 100% sure was a dream but could not wake up from.
The dream was strange, too strange for him to understand.
In the dream, He Fei found himself in that house again. The house where the executors were forced to watch the videotape at the beginning of the mission was the house rented by Qianhui and Akiko. In the living room, He Fei looked around blankly, eyes Everything is the same as in memory, the same furniture, the same decoration, the same tatami, and... the same TV.
Bah, bah bah...
Suddenly, the screen lit up, and the TV turned on by itself. The screen was covered with snowflakes, and then bursts of noise came out. After a while, after the silence returned, a well appeared on the screen, the abandoned well where Sadako's body was buried.
Seeing this scene, He Fei was not afraid, not because he became bolder or because he was confident, but because He Fei knew very well that he was currently dreaming, in a dream. Since it was a dream, since all the scenes and things in the dream were It exists as an illusion, so why should he be afraid? After all, even if you encounter danger in your dream, you cannot cause harm to yourself.
So, in the living room, He Fei just stared at the screen, staring at the TV that was most likely playing Sadako's video tape, but...
After waiting for a long time, He Fei became more and more stunned, because...
The imaginary subsequent scenes of the video did not appear, and the scary female Sadako did not climb out of the well. The screen was still fixed on the abandoned well from beginning to end. It took a long time, until even He Fei himself became impatient. , with suspicion, He Fei made a move. He wanted to get closer to the TV to check, but who would have thought that he would just stop moving. Just when he was about to get close to the TV, the picture disappeared, the TV disappeared, or in other words, all the scenes in front of him disappeared. It disappeared without a trace in an instant. At the same time, this dream that was originally difficult to wake up from also ended completely after the scene disappeared, causing He Fei to suddenly open his eyes.
He woke up.
First he had an inexplicable dream, and then he woke up inexplicably. Even the encounters in the dream were inexplicable and difficult to understand.
………
Early summer is the most gorgeous season of the year. The weather is neither cold nor hot, and everything is full of vitality. This is true for flowers, plants and trees, for insects and birds, and for humans.
On the fourth day of the supernatural mission, in the morning, in Fenggang County, there was a park full of cherry blossoms.
The breeze blows, cherry blossoms float by from time to time, and occasionally morning joggers pass by. However, whenever they pass somewhere, some morning joggers are often attracted by a scene and look towards a pavilion in the distance. Inside the pavilion, A group of men and women are gathering here.
These men and women are none other than the executioners who have been in the world of the Midnight Ring for the fourth day.
Suppressed by fear, everyone ran away from Nobunaga Hotel last night for several miles without stopping, until everyone was exhausted, until everyone was unable to run, and finally they entered a roadside park while passing by. After resting in the park, a group of people spent the whole night in the park. Although they spent the night outdoors, fortunately it was the beginning of summer. Perhaps this was the main reason why everyone was able to survive the night outside.
The life and death experience last night made people despair. Although no one died, Sadako's incredible strength still left a shadow on this group of executioners, bringing depression and even unprecedented shock and blow, even if one night passed, even now. , most people are still immersed in fear.
The sun slowly rose from the horizon. In the pavilion, He Fei looked at the tired faces around him. He Fei felt anxious and uneasy. It was undeniable that it was daytime and he and his teammates had persevered to the fourth day of the mission. But so what? Don't forget that today is only the fourth day of the mission, and there are still three full days to go. Looking back on the mission requirements, it can be seen that the closer to the end of the mission, the more frequent the attacks of worms will be. In addition, Sadako's strength far exceeds that of ordinary worms, so why? The more Fei Fei thought about it, the more scared he became, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. If things continued to develop like this, how bad could it be expected to be in the next few days?
In fact, it stands to reason that they all should have died collectively last night. After all, they were trapped by Sadako with her space ability. What else could they do but die? If Yao Fujiang hadn't miraculously shattered the space cage with a black ball in the end and created a way out for the team, no one would have survived to see the sun this morning.
It is worth mentioning that after escaping to the park last night, Yao Fujiang truthfully told the truth about the exorcism bomb after being questioned repeatedly by Peng Hu and others. Everyone was inevitably shocked by the effect of the black ball. They did not expect that. The gadget can actually break the space barrier and even eliminate all supernatural powers. Unfortunately, the flat-headed young man only exchanged one, and it was consumed last night. That means that once they are trapped by the female locust again, except for Ye who has the teleportation prop, Outside Wei, everyone, including He Fei, still had no chance of escaping.
I don’t dare to think about it, I really don’t dare to think about it anymore.
(It’s just that dream I had last night...)
Da da da da…
Outside the pavilion, a series of footsteps approaching from far away interrupted He Fei's thoughts. He subconsciously raised his head and looked ahead, and saw Yao Fujiang and Meng Xiangxu who had gone outside the park to buy breakfast five minutes ago, back.
People are like iron rice or steel. If they don't eat a meal, they will feel hungry. This is the case for ordinary people. Is it the same for executives who are in the task world and often need more physical support? Only when you have enough food can you have enough strength. Only when you have enough food can you have physical fitness. Once you have no physical strength and encounter danger, you can't even escape.
Soon, the two people who were sent by Peng Hu to buy breakfast returned to the pavilion with a few bags of food. After returning, Meng Xiangxu sat back down uneasily, while Yao Fujiang began to distribute food to everyone, blurting out his personal findings while distributing food. :
"I really didn't expect that breakfast stalls in Japan are almost the same as those in China. Not only do they sell steamed buns, but they even sell fried dough sticks!"
Not to mention, as soon as Yao Fujiang said this, Peng Hu, who had gauze wrapped around his forehead and was stuffing buns into his mouth, suddenly became interested. He first forcefully swallowed the food in his mouth, then raised his head and answered with a surprised expression. : "What are you talking about? There are even fried dough sticks? I remember that Japanese people obviously like to eat something... Oh, yes, tempura! Everything can be tempura! Shouldn't Japanese people eat tempura?"
"How do I know this? Anyway, when we were shopping outside the park just now, Meng Xiangxu and I didn't find any tempura in front of the roadside breakfast stall."
"Huh?"
It is obvious from the conversation between the bald man and the flat-headed young man that the two of them do not know much about Japanese food culture. At most, they only know about Japanese food culture from books and TV. Perhaps this conversation between the two is very amateurish and unfamiliar. Perhaps she was too showy during the conversation and her IQ was low. On the opposite side, after taking a bite of the bun, Cheng Ying finally couldn't help it anymore. She glanced at the two of them as if they were country bumpkins, and then interjected with a look of disdain: "Stop it, stop it. Stop it, you two, can we stop being embarrassed? First of all, you must understand that going back to the roots, Japanese culture is originally derived from Chinese culture, although over a long period of time, Japan has gradually developed many unique features of its own. Culture, but fundamentally, whether it is food or other things, we can still see the shadow of Chinese culture. As for tempura, although Japanese people love to eat it, it does not appear in their breakfast."
"Grass!"
Sure enough, when he saw that Cheng Ying had once again found an opportunity to mock him, Peng Hu immediately became unhappy, but then he was unhappy. After a slight hesitation, the bald man immediately patted his head as if he had found a loophole in the other person's words and asked: "Wait, you I just said that Japanese people don’t eat tempura for breakfast, how did you know that? Do you think you are a textbook?"
The bald man thought that he could defeat the opponent in the argument this time. Seeing that Cheng Ying was silent for a moment, he thought that the opponent was speechless. Peng Hu couldn't help but feel proud. However, before he could smile, Cheng Ying replied expressionlessly: "Enter Before Cursed Space, I had been to Japan four times, and I had a fairly good understanding of Japanese living habits, and I had killed seven people in this country."
As soon as these words came out, Yao Fujiang, who had just planned to challenge the other party's knowledge with the knowledge of a college student, immediately shut up. As for Peng Hu, his stubble-covered face twitched involuntarily. He seemed to be planning to find reasons to continue to argue, until I couldn't find any reason to refute it, until I realized that the knowledge between myself who had been staying in the army and Cheng Ying who was running around the world was completely incomparable. After holding it in for a long time, the bald man muttered with an unhappy look on his face: "This is really invisible." Force is the most deadly..."
Of course, the above is just a small episode. During the meal, the thoughts of everyone present were still focused on the task. This is inevitable. For the executor, the world where the task is located is not critical. The focus is how to survive. When you can’t even connect yourself When your life is not guaranteed, why would you care about anything else?
In the pavilion, everyone ate breakfast in silence. The same was true for others, and so was Ye Wei, who was thinking about something while eating. Perhaps her thoughts gradually fell into a dead end, her brows were slightly furrowed, and the female captain subconsciously looked to the side, but it was exactly this At a casual glance, she accidentally saw a scene:
Unlike everyone around who was devouring food, Qian Xueling, who had been sitting next to her, did not eat. The bun in her hand was still intact and she had not taken a bite. In her field of vision, the other party's face, which was as beautiful as her own, was still faintly visible. Looking pale.
Um?
Sensing something unusual about the other party, Ye Wei instinctively asked: "Xue Ling, what's wrong with you? Why don't you eat?"
Faced with the inquiry, Qian Xueling unexpectedly did not answer, but shook her head slightly.
Who is Ye Wei? Seeing the other party's reaction, out of some kind of thought and having always had a strong eye for details, she slowly lowered her head and cast her gaze downwards, towards Qian Xueling's feet...
Only then did he realize that the opponent's ankle, which was already bandaged due to sprain, had turned red at some point.
