"Are you asking me?" the fat man shouted: "Of course you have to ask yourself this kind of thing."

"I..." Zhang Meng spread his hands helplessly and said, "Although those who have nightmares have their dreams transmitted by me, and I have the same dream as them, the problem is that I am not a victim."

"What do you want to do? We have to be all caught in a nightmare to confirm it?" The fat man nodded in dissatisfaction, turned around and thought about Xiao Jiujiu.

Suddenly, the fat man's face changed: "Hey, no, no..."

"What's wrong? Don't talk to yourself, it will make everyone panic." Lai Zi said to the fat man.

"Damn, why are you so stupid?" The fat man immediately said to Lai Zi, "You are stupid. You are so stupid because the little lady and big breasts have lost some of their memories. The nightmare has no effect on them, but we

Two, we are normal.”

Hearing the fat man's words, Lai Zi frowned and looked up and said suspiciously: "It's not that serious, right? The deadly people on both of us are also very popular."

"Fuck" said the fat man with a dark face: "Who knows whether the dead popularity can isolate the nightmare? You know, Zhang Queud's third uncle is also a famous local master in the tomb robbery world, so he will also be caught in a nightmare. If it comes

This nightmare was contagious to us…”

"Grandma Zhang Queud, why didn't this infectious nightmare happen long ago or late, but it just happened at this time?" The fat man pointed at Zhang Meng and started crying.

"This thing is not under my control at all." Zhang Meng said a little aggrievedly.

"Oh, you really killed me." The fat man was so angry that he couldn't cry.

"It doesn't need to be said that it is absolutely true. It is impossible to prove whether A Meng's tiredness comes from that nightmare." Lai Zi defended Zhang Meng and said, "Maybe A Meng is really just a little tired?"

"I hope this is the case." The fat man sat on the ground.

"By the way, Ah Meng." Lai Zi paused, turned around and looked at Zhang Meng, and asked, "I don't know what kind of dream your nightmare is?"

"This..." Zhang Meng, who heard Lai Zi mention that dream, was tortured by him for half a month, sighed deeply and said, "Actually nothing. In dreams, there are often several mirrors, and every time in the mirror, it is not a big deal.

There will be some terrifying monsters and monsters."

"What kind of mirror?" Lai Zi frowned.

Ye Jiu and Ia Na next to them all pricked up their ears after hearing the mirror.

"It's the kind of mirror that can be copied, the mirror we see in Jingjue Ancient City." Zhang Meng raised his head and said.

"A mirror that can be copied?" Lai Zi took a deep breath, then turned back to look at Ye Jiu: "Similar to the kind of person who is Liu from Guangchuan King who went to the tomb? Copyright?"

"Absolutely." Ye Jiu nodded.

"What's wrong, is there a problem?" Seeing Lai Zi's expression, Zhang Meng also said suspiciously: "Actually, I guessed at first that it might be related to the Gate of Rebirth, but later, I gradually stopped doing this dream, so I forgot it."

"Oh" The fat man in the distance touched his head.

Hearing Zhang Meng's answer, Lai Zi also smiled bitterly, without a response.

"Brother Laizi, what's wrong?" Zhang Meng asked.

"Haha." Lai Zi smiled faintly: "I can't explain it clearly now. It seems that everyone really needs to have a good rest tonight. If there is no nightmare, it means we are over-concerned..."

"I hope so." Looking at Lai Zi who wanted to speak but stopped, Zhang Meng had an ominous premonition in her heart. Lai Zi and the fat man in front of her might have been troubled by a contagious nightmare.

Although Zhang Meng didn't know why the lingering nightmare would reappear?

But Zhang Meng could feel that this time, they were getting closer and closer to the truth.

"I'm asleep, no matter if the sky is sunken, the earth is sunken, and my head is covered with scars. Eighteen years later, Fatty is a hero again." The fat man muttered, and he was lying on the rock beside him.

Under the wall.

Looking at the fat man who was snoring just now, Zhang Meng didn't know if he was really asleep.

Zhang Meng, Lai Zi and others looked at each other and said, "Even if you have to rest, you have to leave someone to watch the night. Who should watch the night?"

Lai Zi wanted to speak, but after hesitating for a moment, he still held back.

Iana was even more keen. She immediately said nothing, tidied up the backpack that everyone had given to her, and then slept on the ground.

"I'll take responsibility." Looking at the sensitive Lai Zi and Ia Na, Ye Jiu sat cross-legged and put Kuaixue Knife horizontally on his knees and said.

"Okay." Zhang Meng nodded calmly.

Only Ye Jiu is the most relieved to Zhang Meng now.

As Zhang Meng said the word "good", his whole body's fatigue swept over instantly, and his eyelids seemed to be filled with lead, and he fell asleep in a daze.

Seeing Zhang Meng sleeping sweetly, Ye Jiu showed a slight smile.

The entire team was guarded by Ye Jiu, the strongest, and everyone was sleeping with great peace of mind.

As expected, just as Zhang Meng's subconscious mind entered dormant, the strange dream came again

It's still the red background, the world made up of countless vortexes, and the mirror, but the person is not the person before.

No matter how Zhang Meng struggled and ran away in his dream, the man always appeared beside him, and the mirror was always separated by the two.

Zhang Meng was finally breathless after being chased. He held the mirror and looked nervously at the figure who seemed very familiar but not familiar.

It was still the previous action. As long as Zhang Meng moved, the figure would make the same action.

"You are not me, who are you?"

This time, Zhang Meng roared angrily at the person in the mirror in the dream.

Zhang Meng's response was still silent, and it was obvious that the person in the mirror was also very angry.

"I want to see who you are and who you are"

For some reason, Zhang Meng's arm actually passed through the mirror. The hand in the mirror reached out and grabbed Zhang Meng's hair. Zhang Meng pushed away the man in the mirror and exuded the mess, and the hand stretched out from the mirror was also

Pull out your cute hair.

The two of them looked at each other in this way. Suddenly, the corners of the man in the mirror miraculously raised their mouths.

This smile is weird

Zhang Meng actually felt that she was so oppressed by the smile that she couldn't breathe.

Zhang Meng wanted to curse the people in the mirror, but found that she had been following the people in the mirror for some time and unconsciously stirred the corners of her mouth.

Isn't he imitating my actions?

Why does it seem like I am imitating his actions?

The person in the mirror seemed to sense Zhang Meng's confusion. He smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth, and then grabbed Zhang Meng's head with the hand that stretched out the mirror. While shaking, he opened his eyes wide and looked at the mirror inside.

Own.

Zhang Meng did the same thing without being controlled.

With every move, Zhang Meng saw her face, which should not be said to be the face in the mirror.

It was a fair and tender face, but in the blink of an eye, it became extremely old. The skin on the face was like a tree bark that was sucked from moisture, withered, yellow and dead, like an old woman who had been sleeping for many years.

.

"Is this me?"

"This is not the person in the mirror."

The person in the mirror seemed to see through what Zhang Meng was thinking, and the corner of his mouth bared, and smiled at Zhang Meng with a playful expression.

Zhang Meng couldn't help laughing with the man in the mirror.

No, you can't be controlled by him.

Zhang Meng was not sure whether the yellow and yellow face was his own, so she immediately made a small move without any trace. Zhang Meng wanted to expose the prank with this small move to prove that the face in the mirror did not belong to her.

But what disappointed Zhang Meng was that the person in the mirror actually responded the same way.

Damn it, die

As if he saw through what Zhang Meng was thinking, the hand that stretched out suddenly took a fruit-like thing beside him.

Similarly, Zhang Meng in the mirror also had the same fruit on his hand.

Then uncontrollably put it into the mouths of two Zhang Meng inside and outside the mirror, until the fruit is eaten, inside and outside the mirror, the two Zhang Meng's faces seem to be magical, quickly changing from infant to childhood, teenager, youth, adult,

Finally, he turned back to old age again.

"This..." Zhang Meng was shocked.

The person in the mirror knew Zhang Meng's thoughts well, and without Zhang Meng asking questions, he pointed to the remaining core.

Zhang Meng couldn't help but look at the remaining fruit core.

Just as Zhang Meng looked at the core, the hand that stretched out suddenly grabbed Zhang Meng's cheeks. Similarly, Zhang Meng also grabbed the face in the mirror and started tearing each other.

"What are you going to?"

"What are you going to?"

"Let go quickly"

Zhang Meng could clearly feel the pain of the living flesh separation, but he could not take back his hand. Although Zhang Meng did not want to tear open his face in the mirror, his movements were always slow.

With a shot, I was always controlled by the person in the mirror, almost everywhere.

I don’t know if it’s a dream or something, Zhang Meng could feel her face starting to twist, her whole face was falling off, her mouth wanted to shout but couldn’t shout out, her nose wanted to breathe but couldn’t breathe, and even her eyes became bulging,

It seemed to be filled with blood. It seemed that it would burst out after a moment, and its eyes exploded and its entire anger died.

Zhang Meng struggled desperately, and after all his efforts, he finally struggled. But before Zhang Meng could run, he was caught by the man who appeared in another vortex. Zhang Meng struggled to break free again, and then

After being caught by the people in the vortex, Zhang Meng seemed to be unable to escape from the damn world covered with vortexes, and could not escape from his own entanglement. Her whole face was so painful.

This real pain is no longer like being in a dream.

Zhang Meng could feel this kind of oppression inside and outside the dream, and he felt that he was almost crazy.
Chapter completed!