Mysterious country

Zhao Kuaizui groped his way out of the bed, then lit an oil lamp and came to the door of the outer room. Looking in through the glass on the door, he could vaguely see his wife sleeping soundly in her arms with his less than two-year-old son.

Speaking of which, the reason why they slept separately had something to do with the nightmare he had just had.

Similar nightmares had been going on for many days, and each time he suddenly woke up from his dream and found blood everywhere in the house, and was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

His body was tightly restrained on the bed, and only his head could barely move. Every time during this process, he would see a woman crawling on the ground like a gecko, approaching him with a ferocious face...

This was already the seventh day in a row that he had dreamed of the same content. Each time, he woke up suddenly when he was about to be killed by the woman.

Because he woke up several times, he was so frightened that he could not help himself. Therefore, considering that he was afraid of scaring his wife and children, he temporarily moved from the outer room to the back room, planning to sleep for a while to adjust.

But in the past few days, there was still no improvement. On the contrary, in his dreams, he became more and more frightened and desperate.

"What the hell is wrong with me? Didn't I just sleep with a little bitch? As for torturing myself into such a birdy state?"

Zhao Kuaizui picked up the cigarette bag, lit it, and then habitually sat at the table and started smoking, his face full of tension and uneasiness.

He really didn't know what was wrong with him, why he had the same nightmare for so many days in a row, and about the same person. Oh no, to be exact, it should be the same dead person!

It was the woman who was once forced to have a relationship with him, and ended up with a strange corpse floating in the Hulu River, Xiaoli, the nominal daughter-in-law of Mr. Chen.

Although he took advantage of Xiaoli, he was not the mastermind. Speaking of it, he just accepted Hu Daniu's kindness. After all, he had such a young woman to sleep with for free. How could he be a normal man? Can you resist?

Of course, he also admitted that Xiaoli's subsequent suicide was likely to have this factor, but the more reason should be on Boss Chen's side. If Boss Chen doesn't buy him from the traffickers, doesn't bribe the villagers to watch her, and doesn't marry her to his stupid son, will she be threatened by Hu Daniu? Will she have sex with them? Will she commit suicide by jumping into the river?

Obviously, none of these are possible, so there is always a wrongdoer and a debtor. In Zhao Kuaizui's heart, he has always believed that even if Xiaoli turns into a ghost and comes back to take revenge, he should not take revenge on himself. Instead, he should go to Boss Chen, Hu Daniu and the others. .

"Every wrongdoer has his own debtor, please stop torturing me."

Hu Daniu murmured, and in this silent rainy night, only the sound of rain outside kept responding to him, as if he was reminding him of something.

"Oh, it's so fucking terrible."

Zhao Kuaizui sighed sadly, put out his cigarette, then took off his shoes and climbed into bed.

Sleeping on a damp bed, listening to the sound of rain outside the window, he gradually began to feel sleepy for some time, and the sound of rain in his ears became smaller and smaller, until Completely inaudible.

Zhao Kuaizui thought he would fall into a deep sleep like this, but suddenly his originally groggy brain suddenly became clear. The contrast was so great that Zhao Kuaizui even forgot why he was still lying on the bed.

The vision was pitch black, and it took a while before some blurry shadows gradually came in.

"Has the rain stopped?"

Zhao Kuai stared at the ceiling for a while. During the process, there was no sound in the room. It felt like he was the only one here.

Facing the darkness alone, my heart is full of fear, anxiety, uneasiness and other negative emotions, and I really want to escape as soon as possible.

Zhao Kuaizui was tortured by his current mood and wanted to scream. He struggled to sit up from the bed, but was horrified to find that his body was as if he had lost consciousness and it was difficult to move. Only his head could Deflected reluctantly.

At this moment, Zhao Kuaizui felt that his whole body was covered in cold sweat, and his body was as cold as frost, as if he was in a river in the middle of winter.

"ah……"

Zhao Kuaizui didn't know whether he was asleep or awake now. He clearly remembered that he was not asleep at all and his brain was abnormally awake, but the scene in front of him was like the nightmare that had haunted him in the past few days.

Zhao Kuaizui kept screaming, trying to wake up his wife in the outer room, and then ran out to comfort him, saying that he just had a nightmare.

However, no matter how much he shouted, his wife was not seen coming out of the outhouse. Instead, there were strange sounds in the house from unknown time on.

And... there was a bloody smell that made him retching!

"Dream! It's that nightmare again!"

Zhao Kuaizui screamed with fear in his heart. Although this was not the first time he had experienced such a terrifying nightmare, it felt like this time it was more frightening than any other time before.

It was as if... everything that was about to happen was not just a nightmare.

The disgusting smell of blood was getting louder and louder. Zhao Kuaizui turned his head with difficulty and saw a ferocious-looking woman lying there near the window with her head raised high!

There was no doubt that the woman was looking at him with malice at this moment.

Soon, the woman began to slowly crawl towards the bed where he was, looking like a stiff gecko crawling again.

The "hissing" sound made by crawling made his hair stand on end.

"It's a dream, just a nightmare."

He kept comforting himself in his heart, and watched the woman crawling over little by little, approaching him, and then crawling on top of him like an appointment.

"Kekeke..."

The woman's hands and feet were pressing hard on Zhao Kuaizui's body. Zhao Kuaizui's screams seemed to have become hoarse. He suddenly lowered his head and made a series of bones scraping sounds on his neck.

During the process, Zhao Kuaizui kept his eyes wide open in fear, watching helplessly as the woman's wet arm slowly stretched out and strangled his neck.

At this moment, he felt a strong sense of suffocation covering every pore of his body, and in the process, his conscious consciousness was also quickly withdrawn.

The feeling of suffocation is getting stronger and stronger, and Zhao Kuaizui's eyes are opening wider and wider uncontrollably...

Until his consciousness was completely wiped away by the coldness of this world.

"I should wake up, right?"

"This should just be a dream, right?"

"I must be dreaming... I must be dreaming..."

"How can a person be killed by a ghost in his sleep?"

This is the last question Zhao Kuaizui left in this world.

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Looking at Zhao Kuaizui's face that was distorted by extreme pain, Xia Qi couldn't help but think of a picture of drowning death that he had seen on the Internet before, which was similar to Zhao Kuaizui's death.

When they arrived at Zhao Kuaizui's home, Zhao Kuaizui had already drowned on the bed. A large amount of blood flowed out of his nose and even his ears. He was obviously drowned alive.

Once again they arrived too late.

Xia Qi clenched his fists in frustration, and then said unwillingly:

"Let's move on to the next one. I really don't believe it. That female ghost will get ahead of us every time!"