Nightmare Attack

"How is it?" The fat man trot over, looked at Jiang Cheng and asked, "Is it all going well?"

After Jiang Cheng was silent for a few seconds, he suddenly asked, "How long have I been away this time?"

The fat man thought for a while, "20 minutes?" He added: "It won't be long anyway, because it's too cold here at night. I just changed into thicker clothes. As a result... There was movement down, and when I came down, you came back."

After listening to the fat man's answer, Jiang Cheng also had a clearer understanding of the nightmare.

The time he entered the nightmare was definitely not as long as 20 minutes. The 20 minutes the fat man said should be counted from the time he entered the bedroom.

But he didn't count the time needed to fall asleep.

Excluding this period of time, Jiang Cheng thought that the real time spent in the nightmare should be only a few minutes, or even shorter.

You know, he has spent a few days in the nightmare world.

Obviously for there, the flow of time is different from the real world, and the channel connecting the two worlds is the black iron gate.

The fat man was standing next to Jiang Cheng, and he also noticed that Jiang Cheng was different from when he came out before. He seems to be in a low mood, even speaking less.

"Doctor," the fat man swallowed, and said in as calm a voice as possible, "You...are you okay?"

"Did anything special happen during the time I was away?"

The fat man thought for a while, and said seriously: "No."

"After you went back to the bedroom to sleep, I stayed outside the bedroom and found nothing," he continued, "I didn't see you coming out of the bedroom. You will be here again afterwards."

Jiang Cheng picked up his cup and sipped his saliva, "What about the sound?"

"This..." The fat man seemed hesitant.

Jiang Cheng turned his head and looked at him, the fat man's expression was not like hiding something and not telling him, but more like he was not sure about it, so he didn't know how to express it.

"You just talk about phenomena," Jiang Cheng said.

"Doctor, actually... when you were about to come out, I already had a foreboding," the fat man said in a daze.

Jiang Cheng frowned keenly, having a drink with the cup in his hand, "Go on."

"I don't know how to describe this feeling. It's like a sudden flash of electricity in my head. It's just... it's a very strange feeling. After that feeling comes, I know it must be. What's wrong, I contacted you to enter a nightmare, so I guessed it was you who came back."

Jiang Cheng gradually narrowed his eyes.

The fat man seemed to have thought of something, and quickly continued to speak, but he involuntarily lowered his voice: "Doctor," he rolled his throat, "When I was driving a big car outside before, I was often sleepy in the middle of the night. Suddenly I found a radio station specializing in supernatural stories."

"Just thinking about listening to it was just refreshing, but their theme that day happened to be discussing the way to see ghosts, that is, how to see ghosts."

"They also deliberately connected a few guests, saying that they are all people who have had the experience of seeing ghosts."

"I remember the first person who said that she was a student. She said that she had seen a ghost by asking a pen fairy, and then a friend with her broke a leg the next day. She decided that she was playing with it. It’s about the pen fairy game."

"But I don't believe this very much," Fatty explained: "This man said he was a high school student, but his voice sounded like someone in his 30s, almost 40. I guess she was the one asked by the show crew."

Jiang Cheng didn't answer the call, he just listened quietly the whole time. He knew that the fat man could say so much, he must have found something.

"The second person's method is to knock a bowl with uncooked rice on the cross street. The uncooked rice is the kind of half-baked rice."

He swallowed, and continued: "The man said that he saw a dozen scrawny shadows in this way, the kind that appeared suddenly, and those who appeared starved to death."

"He also emphasized that during this process, the chopsticks that hit the bowl must not be stopped, otherwise they will be discovered by ghosts."

Next, the fat man mentioned a series of methods known as hell, such as holding an umbrella indoors, bending down and looking back through his hips, closing his eyes in the mirror at midnight, reciting his name silently, combing his hair in the middle of the night, and drawing eyebrows on the portrait of the dead with a red pen. .

Jiang Cheng frowned slightly, and it could be seen that his patience was almost exhausted.

He didn't want to hear the fat man say this when he was sitting here.

"Doctor," the fat man pursed his lips, "Listen to me."

Jiang Cheng looked at the fat man's eyes, and he did not say what he said when he reached his mouth. He seldom saw the look in the fat man's eyes.

He was in fear, Jiang Cheng could be sure.

The fat man took a deep breath and slowly said, "Until they connected to the last person."

"That's a very old man. I can feel that his body is not very good, and his voice is panting."

"The way he introduced is..." The fat man raised his head and looked at Jiang Cheng, his lips trembled a few times, "brain waves."

"But I checked something similar later, I think what he wanted to express should be brain waves, but..." The fat man did not continue.

He seemed to be caught in a certain memory, and the logic of his speech began to be confused, "He...no, I still don't know whether that person is a male or a female. He probably has a broken throat."

"The man speaks very slowly, but it is very difficult for me to understand what he said. I can only hear his last words~www.wuxiamtl.com~ He said that he wants to see ghosts and needs yours. The brain waves are the same as those of ghosts."

"In other words..." The fat man raised his head, "When you were thinking about seeing it, the ghost was thinking about you at the same time."

The fat man still clearly remembered that when the person finished saying this sentence, the on-site guests and host who were still laughing at him deliberately pretending to be a ghost, creating a terrifying atmosphere, immediately silenced.

Because...their program is discussing how to see ghosts.

According to this person's logic, now, now!

The ghost may have appeared by their side.

"Doctor," the expression on the fat man's face was hard to describe in words. He looked at Jiang Cheng and said slowly in an unusually heavy voice, "I didn't realize one thing until a long time later."

"That night, it may not have been that person's slurred speech that made me unable to hear what he said." He paused for a few seconds, his body trembling slightly from fear, "but...but something Things are right beside him, because the brainwave frequencies of the two are close, so..."

"There was interference," Jiang Cheng said coldly: "It's like electromagnetic waves."

"Yes!" The fat man nodded fiercely, his face deformed from fear.

But what Fatty didn't expect was that Jiang Cheng's face suddenly became weird after a few seconds, and his pupils suddenly tightened.

Jiang Cheng suddenly thought of something.

In the recording recorded by Hu Yan, who came to ask for help for the first time, there were a large number of noises.

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