I don't know how long it took, but I suddenly felt that my sleep became a little restless, and I seemed to feel a pair of eyes staring at me.
Even when I was sleeping, I still maintained enough vigilance. Just when I struggled to wake up, I felt that the gaze disappeared again.
I couldn't help but open my eyes and found that I was lying peacefully in the tent, with Huzi and Fatty lying next to me, snoring like thunder!
I breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that I was under too much pressure. I thought about it day by day and dreamed about it at night.
I looked at the time, six fifty-nine.
It was too early, so I fell asleep again.
The strange thing is that after a while, the feeling of being stared at came back.
I repeated this back and forth several times, as if I had entered an extremely strange cycle.
The first feeling is that of tiredness, physical and mental exhaustion. This is my subconscious vigilance resisting.
Then there are the waves of vague trance, and a feeling that makes people fall into a deep sleep.
My brain was subconsciously preparing to filter out the fatigue, but at this moment, my soul moved.
Something's wrong!
While sleeping, I suddenly felt something strange.
Because in this confusion, an extremely familiar feeling suddenly appeared again, as if it had been experienced before.
Suddenly, I was shocked and I remembered it all at once.
I have indeed encountered this situation, just last night when I was resting in the hotel.
Yes, it's that extremely bad feeling.
Thunder and drizzle!
At that time, a little thing came back with the body of the red dragon in its mouth and woke me up.
But this situation happened again, and the little thing was not by my side.
As soon as this idea appeared, I suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and the dozens of white bones and skeletons melting in the blood could not help but appear in my mind.
The murderer is here, he is here!
My heart felt tight and cold, and I let out a silent shout, trying to break away and open my eyes.
Then I woke up, opened my eyes, and quickly looked to the side, and then I saw Huzi and Fatty sleeping soundly.
It was extremely quiet inside the tent, and you could still vaguely hear the sounds of people moving outside.
It turned out to be a dream!
I took a deep breath and looked at Huzi and Fatty sleeping peacefully, which made me feel much more at ease.
But the waves of drowsiness in my brain were like a huge stone pressing down on me, which made me very uncomfortable, but I didn't want to sleep anymore.
I called out to the two of them and wanted to ask them about their situation.
No one agreed.
I could only sit up with difficulty. This movement made my brain even more dizzy!
Fatty and Huzi didn't hear the sound, they still lay on the bed and fell asleep, relaxing their tired bodies.
I subconsciously took out my phone and looked at the time, six fifty-nine.
It's still early, so let's sleep a little longer!
I lay back down again and fell asleep again in the blink of an eye.
But when I fell asleep, my brain suddenly became alert, and a trace of doubt flashed through my mind.
Why is it 6:59 again?
It seemed like this was the time just now.
Why do I check the time twice and it’s 6:59?
Could it be that I woke up twice in one minute?
Something's wrong, something's wrong!
Thinking of this, I forced myself to open my eyes and turned my head to look to the side again.
Huzi and Fatty were still snoring like before, sleeping soundly.
Am I overthinking it?
I wanted to reach out for the phone, but found that this time my hand became very heavy. It took a lot of effort to grab the phone in my hand and pick it up to take a look.
Evening, 6:59!
Seeing that time seemed to be frozen, I suddenly felt my brain buzzing and my whole body was struck by lightning.
Oops!
I'm in trouble.
It is impossible for anyone to wake up three times in a row within a minute. From waking up, then sitting up from the bed, and then looking at the time, even if there is no interval in between, each time will take more than 20 seconds. Counting these three times
It will take more than a minute.
What's more, my movements were very slow during this process, and the time was only a lot longer, which is obviously not consistent with reality.
There is only one answer, what I saw is not true
I'm still dreaming!
I was repeating the action, but my consciousness entered a loop, entering an infinite loop that kept repeating.
Thinking of this, my heart sank suddenly, because I might have been manipulated by someone.
As the white-haired mandrill said, I was controlled by someone in my dream.
The murderer didn't go to the old lady, but instead attacked me!
Thinking of this, I felt chills all over my body, and my subconscious struggled even harder.
And all this seemed to be in vain. Before I could struggle a few times, I felt an extremely irresistible sense of fatigue attacking my entire body.
Especially the brain, as if it had been hit by something, it suddenly became extremely drowsy.
After just a few deliberate attempts, I finally couldn't stand it any longer, and as soon as my eyes went dark, I didn't know anything anymore.
My consciousness seemed to have disappeared, and I seemed to have fallen into darkness, sinking down bit by bit.
But somewhere in the dark, I could feel that there was a consciousness invading my dreams and trying to take over my body.
However, facing this kind of power, I didn't even have a chance to resist, because I knew it was in a dream.
As the last light in the dream disappeared, I completely lost myself.
When my thoughts came back again, it was because of the severe pain in my chest. Under the stimulation of this severe pain, I woke up with difficulty and slowly opened my eyes.
At this moment, my vision became extremely blurry. I shook my head vigorously, and then I gradually saw the scene in front of me clearly.
I found myself in an extremely secluded place, with endless woods in front of me, and other than that there was only pain in my chest.
It was a heartbreaking pain, so painful that it made people twitch.
I slowly lowered my head, and the first thing I saw was my toes, as if I was standing under a tree.
A strong uneasiness instantly occupied my brain. When I lowered my head and saw my chest, my whole body was stunned as if struck by lightning.
Because what I saw was the handle of a dagger. The sharp dagger forced my skin and penetrated into my flesh. Blood was constantly flowing along the wound.
I couldn't help but think of Nalan Mingyue's appearance at that time, and the way I stood there was so similar to her situation at that time.
The only difference is that the dagger is held tightly by two different hands, one of which is my own hand.
And the other one, I don't know who it is.
Slowly raising my head, I saw a face I had never dreamed of.