The more I thought, the more confused.

In particular, the ghosts around them are all abnormally dead, dressed up not as modern people, and the scene ahead is undoubtedly the six villages of workers and peasants.This mix-up makes me puzzled.

Whether it is a real dream or a false dream, it is not in my control.

This consciousness in my body is very afraid, the heartbeat is like a drum, I can feel that kind of uncomfortable.He did not know whether it was frightened or too small, and trembling and standing among a group of ghosts, in spite of his fear.

The ghost in front suddenly moved, and the ghost in the back followed.

It is still a messy pace, and the pace of these ghosts is more slowly and rigid than ghosts such as the money clock.Slow down, and it’s moving forward.

I can't control the body, the consciousness of the body is still immobile, and I can't help it.

There was a weak push force behind it, touching something cold and hard.

I felt in an instant that the sweat on my back was erect, and a current came from the soles of my feet to my head.

That consciousness is not stupid, encounter this situation did not panic, but learned the appearance of other ghosts took a step.

Those ghosts because of the different causes of death, the movement is fast and slow, sometimes there is friction collision, a small shaking, and the sweeping robot, will be shifted in the direction after the collision, and then continue to move forward.This makes the “I” not unusual.

What he had just hit in the back walked past the next moment.

The eyes moved, and immediately turned back in shock.

In the blink of an eye, I saw that thing.

It was of course a ghost, but the left side of the face was cut off with the left shoulder and the arm, revealing black and red flesh, internal organs and bone ruptured.So I walked from the right side of the "I", close at hand, let me see his wound clearly.I can even tell if one of the pieces of meat is the heart.

After knowing that the consciousness of the body is not stupid, I was relieved a lot, although because of him, I can still feel the fear, but in the end it is not from my intention, this fear is not strong.The feeling of disgust came from myself.

Those ghosts died badly, they looked like they were not bloody, or disgusting, so I couldn't stand it.

Coupled with "I" deliberately walking slowly, want to fall behind, or out of team, those ghosts one by one from the side, from time to time there is no long eye to hit, wipe, which makes me more uncomfortable.

I wasn’t a clean person either.It can fall in the same ghost pile as the zombie pile, which does not look at the zombie film.

I can only try to distract, think about when this dream will end, think about whether "I" can get out of the team, and think about who "I" is.

Without my control, I can feel at ease.

Soon I regretted it.

The "I" is too rigid, almost dare not move sharply, and can not move sharply.He was completely stiff, his body stiff, and his neck stiff.It is a cold sweat, the wind blows, it is cold to tremble, all because it is stiff, and only the five organs are trembling, and the muscles do not respond.

He did not look at the road, the foot did not know what was mentioned, the impact was not large, but the body fell down.

The scene passed quickly.

The body's instinct is still good, when you fall, subconsciously a soft knee, the arm is stretched out, just a "" posture kneeling on the ground.

I felt the pain, but it wasn’t really painful, so I found out for the first time that something was rolling down from behind to the face.

It is a human head.

The face of the head is facing up, and the expression is also dull and empty.In this face, it is completely different from the ghost horror that has been seen before.The head is also complete.The neck break did not turn out, blocked by the shadow of the body, and could not see flesh and blood.

But the sudden appearance of the head is very scary, just now the fall is really unexpected.

As expected, “I” cried out.

The body suddenly flexible, hands on the ground, waist straight, legs because of the knee heavy, some tingling, just as the ass sat on the ground.

The sound seemed to have an echo, not a sound, and did not cover the messy footsteps.

But when the echoes are over, the footsteps are gone.

I could feel the eardrums hurt, the lungs hurt, breathing was difficult, and the heart was about to crack.

But compared with the feeling of this body, what scares me is the sound that disappears.

I could only hear the heartbeat and breathing of my body.

The footsteps are gone.

The feet in the field of vision stopped moving forward and stood still.

The ghost’s place was crowded.

Just now, the fall did not hit the ghost, because the consciousness and the ghost in front of the distance, but the ghost behind will not pull away from my body.

The back is now pasted with two cold things, no need to look, or even guess, I know that it is the legs of a ghost.

There is more shadow on my head.

At the same time, still lying on the head of the people on the ground, the eyes of the two dead fish moved, and suddenly moved to the bottom of the eyelids, as if looking at "I".

That consciousness was more frightened, and no longer cared for anything else, it was about to run away.He lost his calmness, turned around, and hit into the field of view on two legs.

The escape movement stops.The head slowly lifts.

There is a big hole in the chest of the ghost is leaning down slightly, also looking at "me."

Don't say that consciousness, that is, I am scared and scared of being mentally prepared.

There were footsteps around again, but they were uniform.

"I" moved a few inches in terror, around.

The ghosts were all staring at “me.”

Goo!

The unified footsteps sounded like a drum, and the ground shook.

Those feet seem to be on the “my” heart.

The ghost held out his hand to "I", and his hands on all sides reached out, covering the line of sight.

When the fingertips of a hand touched the skin of "I", a chill rushed straight to the door of the brain, and "I" woke up in an instant.

Yes, it was “I” who woke up.

Oh my gosh!

The loud noise is accompanied by the rotation of the sky, and the snow-white ceiling and square roof lights are in the eye.

I don’t have a roof lamp like that.And I used to sleep in the bedroom, and when it was all closed, people were lying in bed.Now, although I still can't move, I can know the feeling of the body, with something behind it, with a small leg, and a stick below.It's a chair.

I can be sure that I am in a dream, not a dream.Or maybe it’s a dream.

The guy I was now possessed had just had a ghost dream, and now he was awakened, his back on his chair fell, and people fell.

It hurts, but I know this guy is easy because he’s out of a nightmare.

But I couldn't relax.

Because I still can't move.

Dreaming this I have not experienced before, can not move is a long time ago.

I don’t know where the problem is, I just have to wait for this person to act.

He laughed twice, then took a few deep breaths, whistled, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and got up from the ground.

The feet fall, the muscles of the abdomen tighten.

I think this man’s wits are scared.Now this position, the ass is still attached to the chair, so how difficult is it to sit up directly?

Sure enough, the man wanted to get up in a sit-down manner, put his knee on the chair, the movement was very difficult, and he reached out and grabbed the chair.

I looked at the computer screen on the front.The screen is large, the above shows a personal social account home page, the bottom right corner time date is the 7th of this month, 11:45 p.m.

I suddenly thought of the day that Director Mao had said about the collective haunting day of the community.

This man finally sat up.

Right in front is the space under the computer table.

There, there was a girl.