Welcome to the world of strange dreams

I don't know if it was her hallucination. At first it was her own voice, but then it gradually changed.

It's like throwing a stone into water, the ripples are continuous, and the voice becomes sharp with a smile, a smile of gritted teeth.

Where is this?

However, Luo Zhao still didn't show up.

Fu Minghui gritted his teeth and decided to make a move and rely on himself first.

She walked forward slowly, the black fog around her constantly billowing, and not far away there was a strange red light, as if coming out from underneath, reflecting in the air.

Several large blood-red characters are formed from neon lights.

After careful identification, it turned out to be the name of the hospital.

Except for the main door of the hospital, everything was dark. It makes people feel that the black and white impermanence is there, and the iron chain can be shaken out at any time.

Stop pretending to be pretty.

Fu Minghui quickly said to himself, so many people died every day, and even black and white and impermanence could not seduce them. What kind of status does one need to work for him?

She tried to think calmly so as not to be frightened and incapacitated on the spot.

In short, she entered the nightmare inside the hospital, and then entered the border. She didn't understand why it became a scene outside the hospital again.

If entering the border is related to Uncle Shen, the car accident and the campus dream attack, why are you here?

What about the tour bus? Even, what about the spirit body that changed from male to female before?
If entering the border had nothing to do with the case she was currently involved in, what was it that came to her?

She was confused.

Because the situation is in chaos, and the direction is completely different from what they expected and sorted out.

"Luo Zhao." She called softly again.

This time, there was no reply.

She could only move forward step by step, gritting her teeth and forcing herself not to be afraid, and slowly passed through the hospital door.

Unexpectedly, there is a huge river beach behind. The river is extremely dark, and you can't see the distance. There is no reflection, but the sound of sparkling water can be heard.

There are many shadows on the river beach, standing or lying, crying or laughing.

Fu Minghui shuddered: Is this the entrance to Huangquan Road?

Huangquan ferry?
Then why is she here? Could it be that she is also dead and is leaving?
Why? Why did she die?
Fu Minghui was horrified and almost died on the spot again.

There is nothing scarier than suddenly discovering that you may have passed away.

How to do?How to do?
Suddenly, I was full of nostalgia for life and the world.

And Luo Zhao, why didn’t you get to see him again even after you died?

Fu Minghui walked unconsciously on the river beach, not knowing what to do. He just moved mechanically, as if that way he could still maintain consciousness.

"Come here, get on the boat, it's time to go." Suddenly, a voice came from the river.

Fu Minghui turned around and looked.

The surface of the river is blurry and cannot be seen in detail, but there is a black shape of a boat with a person standing on it.

Sounds like an old woman.

Po Meng?
If so, will she die or be reincarnated? Or, both at the same time?

But she is unwilling to do so. She must at least know how she died, right?
I don’t know if Luo Zhao is sad?

Even if there is no emotional bond between them, just a working relationship, isn't her superpower very important to him? If he loses her, he won't be able to take advantage of her if he enters the border again.

What a knife she is!

"I won't go, I won't go, I still have things to do." Suddenly a sharp voice sounded, and a blurry black figure struggled to escape from the boat.

Countless black shadows recede like the tide.

Fu Minghui didn't pay attention and was squeezed so hard that he fell to the ground.

He looked up and saw a pair of feet floating in front of him.

Further up, there is the face of a woman with her tongue sticking out, her face turned purple from holding back, and her eyeballs about to pop out.

"You go for me!" The hanged man suddenly shouted, throwing out a noose in his hand and tying it to Fu Minghui.

Fu Minghui quickly retreated.

Under the ground, suddenly another hand stretched out, grabbing her feet and dragging them downward.

She screamed in fright and struggled. But there were suddenly a lot of restrictions on the limbs and torso.

She was being pulled and twisted by countless hands, as if they were trying to tear her apart.

"Hurry up and block the gap on the left. Don't let her find out and run out."

"The Hell Messenger only takes one soul away at a time. Let her go, and we can all stay for another day."

"Maybe one day I'll come up with another way, at least I can get my wish."

"Bite her to death. Bite her left leg first!"

Suddenly, amidst the howling of the dark wind and the screams and cries of the ghosts, several clear voices were heard.

It wasn’t something I heard with my ears, but it suddenly came into my mind!

Her psychic hearing ability!

Her powers are still there!

Fu Minghui heard it clearly and immediately wanted to look back at the gap on the left and take back his left leg that was about to be bitten.

But in an instant, it's really just in an instant.

In a time shorter than a second or a microsecond, almost out of instinct, she decided to pretend that she heard nothing and chose to continue the meaningless struggle.

Ah!
She yelled, and a tearing pain came from her left leg. The pain was so painful that she was almost in pain even in her soul state.

At this time, it would be great if I really couldn’t feel anything.

Unfortunately it can't.

Her inner thoughts were racing, and she didn't know if her judgment was wrong, but she finally decided to trust her intuition.

Intuition is often more reliable than reality.

"Let me go! Let me go!" she cried, crawling on the ground trying to escape the encirclement.

However, she was surrounded more and more tightly.

The feeling of suffocation and death became more and more real.

There were more voices coming from all directions.

Still not heard by the ears, but suddenly popped up in the mind.

Whenever she hesitates for a moment, she will subconsciously act on those words.

After all, it is the instinct of living things, including humans, to seek good fortune and avoid evil.

But she didn't.

She strengthened her belief in her heart and tried her best to isolate the influence of those words on her.

"Ah, she's crawling in the wrong direction. Great, she really can't walk now."

She will never turn around if it's not right.

"What an idiot. Whenever she waves to the messenger and calls for help, the messenger will not ignore her."

She wouldn't call for help.

"It wasn't her turn in the first place. She was throwing herself into hell by tossing herself like this."

Just throw it away! Just throw it away! Just go to the dark side!
Fu Minghui is a soft-tempered person who does not want to fight with others.

Basically, even if you are bullied, you can put up with it on your own.

But few people know that her character is actually extreme.

When she's pushed to her limit, she explodes with strength and is always stubborn.

That almost irrational stubbornness will make her fight to the death and fight to the end!
No matter how powerful the other party is! No matter what is right or wrong.

Her weakness stems from her kindness and gentleness.

Her persistence comes from something deep in her bones.

Da da da.

Suddenly there was a clear voice coming from far away.

Following this sound, the black shadows surrounding Fu Minghui fled in fear, and soon a large piece of pure land was cleared. (End of chapter)