After the Little Crybaby Enters the Nightmare Cycle

Almost every half second, he raised his head to confirm the time, and now the clock in the guest room was pointing to 1:40 in the morning.

In twenty minutes, the so-called audition will begin...

Xiao Wang stretched his hand into his mouth and nervously bit the nail with the edge of the nail that was already deformed with his front teeth.

The other hand scratched the scalp with few hairs left at a very fast frequency, and the squeaking sound sounded in the quiet guest room, amplifying his fear infinitely.

Why...why is he assigned the role of "victim"?

Why is everyone here to brush dungeons to realize their wishes, and others are so lucky that they can only become a small cannon fodder to be killed? Even the murderer can gain the favor of the dream maker...

Moreover, the other party is still a noisy and self-righteous little anchor, and the little blind who is born with a good-looking face and can attract girls' eyes wherever he goes!

Why should he use his own life as a price to let the disliked person gain a good impression and realize his wish?

Doesn't he deserve to have a wish? Is he not worthy to live in this nightmare world?

He finally came into this world, just want to make himself a little more popular, don't be so disliked by girls, don't be thought that he is bald and can't remember his name... Isn't that excessive?

Why should someone else be born with something that he needs to acquire through nine deaths? But even so, I still have to make wedding dresses for others...

Not reconciled. unfair.

As time passed by, Xiao Wang's facial expression became distorted because of fear and unwillingness. He was surrounded by the chaotic voices and emotions. He curled up in the corner of the guest room helplessly and in panic, opening a pair of dark eyes in fear. …

Can't go on like this... Can't make it cheaper, those people...

His nails were gnawed bald and sunk into the flesh, and blood oozes from his scratching scalp.

Because of the pain, Xiao Wang regained his senses a little bit. When he noticed his system interface, he found that his "waking value" was already as high as 96...

He was suddenly shocked. Cheng Xu said that the higher the sober value, the more dangerous it is. Once it reaches 90 or above, it will lose direction, judgment and desire to survive. If it is 100...

A lie must be a lie.

Xiao Wang thinks that he is sober now and wants to live more than ever!

[Warning, please pay attention to "Xiao Wang" of the dream tourist, the sober value has reached 97. ]

[Warning again, please pay attention to "Xiao Wang" of the dream tourist, the sober value has reached 98. ]

"Shut up your **** mouth!" Xiao Wang took the deboning knife on his hand and slashed fiercely into the void, but the system interface only flashed a few times, still making an inorganic sound without any obstacles. —

[Serious warning, please pay attention to "Xiao Wang" of the dream tourist, the sober value has reached 99. ]

"roll!!"

Xiao Wang stopped trembling, his eyes were red, and he squeezed the boning knife in his hand and opened the locked guest room door.

He is also a dream tourist. He can't sit still and be slaughtered by others. Compared with uncertain deaths and violations, the anti-killing of the ‘murderer’ black tea is obviously more enjoyable!

He couldn't understand that little anchor who walked all the way and was still as popular as a mystery for a long time. Didn't the script say that the more **** the murder scene, the better? Just use this deboning knife to cut off the flesh of the two people with a single knife, it must feel very refreshing...

The chandelier in the lobby of the villa had been turned off, and only nine wall lamps were left lit up quietly, and the dim light was cut to pieces by the corridor guardrail.

Xiao Wang was holding the boning knife. I don't know if it was a side effect of the high awake value. He felt that the soles of his feet were a little buoyant, and his steps became slow and staggered. Go up and walk through the corridor along the broken light with difficulty.

His breathing is getting heavier and harder...

"This guest, do you need any help?"

Xiao Wang raised his blood-red eyes and saw that the maid holding the tray was smiling and looking at him.

He remembered that the maid would not laugh, but at this moment, the maid was looking at him with a disdainful smile!

Is this maid laughing at my embarrassment and misery?

Xiao Wang let out a hoarse sneer from his throat: "Go away! You are the greatest help to me if you die!"

He held the boning knife in his hand and slashed towards the maid's neck. He raised the knife and dropped it. Scarlet blood spurted out, just splashing on Bai Yingzhi's eyes in the frame.

The maid disappeared, Xiao Wang's body staggered abruptly, he let out a dull sob from his throat, and gurgling blood came out of his neck...

He reached out and touched his wet neck, his palm was scarlet...

How can it be? How can it be…? The woman I clearly cut... Xiao Wang turned his head and looked at the photo frame. Through the dim light, he saw Bai Sensen’s neck bone and... Bai Yingzhi in the photo raised the corners of his lips...

Even the people in the **** photos can laugh at me!

Xiao Wang drew his knife towards the family portrait of Bai Yingzhi on the wall. With his movements, blood spurted and splashed...

[Mengyou’s ‘Xiao Wang’ awake value has reached 100, and the system is about to initiate a clear command. ]

The system's cold voice sounded in his ears, Xiao Wang clutched his neck and continued to walk towards the black tea room.

Oh, what about 100 sober? I am not so sober and well, waiting for me to kill that little anchor...

Xiao Wang's footsteps stopped, because the black tea and Chi Nan he wanted to kill were standing in front of him.

Although his sight was stained with blood, but...he recognized these two people...the two!

Kill you guys!

Xiao Wang used the deboning knife and slashed at the two men. The neck, heart, abdomen, back of the head...Each knife was extremely vicious and spared no effort. The knife pierced into the flesh, and the moment it was pulled out, there were bleeding pillars and minced meat.

"Want to kill me? I didn't expect I would fight back hahahahahahaha!"

One knife after another, blood soaked through the wooden floor dripping from the edge of the corridor, ticking. Ticking. The slow rhythm is like rain falling from the eaves in the spring night.

In the dull skin and flesh, Xiao Wang vaguely heard the screams of girls, one after another, fear and despair.

Probably the little girl in which room saw his "feat" from the cat’s eyes...

Xiao Wang grinned, proudly presenting his great work, the black tea and Chi Nan in front of him had already been pricked into blood holes, and there was already a pool of rotten flesh.

"Kill you, I won hahahahahahaha—"

His laughter ceased, but in the blink of an eye, the bodies of Chi Nan and Hei Cha disappeared from his eyes.

Only the messy blood and minced flesh, and himself covered in blood holes...

All the knife damage just now has been transferred to himself!

How could this be? How could it be... it must be a dream, yes! I'm in a nightmare now, just wake up...just wake up...

[The cleanup program started successfully. ]

"Falling...falling can wake up from nightmares...yes...it must be so..."

Xiao Wang didn't even have the strength to stand up. He was covered with stab eyes and hands and feet, and blood flowed into rivers where he climbed.

If so, he also climbed the spiral staircase to the top floor of the villa step by step, then climbed over the fence, and fell from the height with a head-down posture!

As long as you fall, you can wake up from the nightmare.

Xiao Wang was convinced, and finally broke into a pool of rotten meat in a dull crash.

The nine wall lamps in the living room fizzled, and another one went out.

"Chi Nan, Chi Nan, wake up soon! Something happened!"

"Chi Nan!!"

Chi Nan was just about to turn over in a daze, and with a puff, he plunged into the bathtub water and vomited a few bubbles.

"..." Black Tea took his collar directly and fished him out of the water.

Chi Nan shook his head slowly, and water dripped all over his body: "What's the matter?"

His voice is not friendly, and his face is full of displeasure that is dominated by the breath of getting up.

"Fuck, why do you sleep like you are dead," Hei Cha looked at him in surprise, "If you weren't crying all the time, I thought you were really dead."

Chi Nan: "Oh."

"..."

"Something happened just now, that bald head died."

"Which bald head?"

"...Be sober!"

"Oh, remembering it," Chi Nan was officially sober, "what's the matter?"

Hei Cha shuddered when thinking of the other party's death: "I heard that he first appeared in the corridor with an eviscer like a zombie, and then stabbed himself with dozens of knives. Everyone was stabbed into a hornet's nest. Now...then climbed to the top of the spiral staircase, jumped head-on, and got cold."

Chi Nan was silent for a moment: "So, he is the one who was assigned to the'victim' script?"

"It should be," Black Tea said with a complicated expression, shrugging his shoulders, "Listening to Nan Lu and Song Yue, he still called our names when he swung the knife..."

Chi Nan didn't speak, and quickly took a hot bath in the black tea bathroom, changed into clean clothes, and joined the corridor.

Because of sudden changes, everyone had an impromptu meeting under Cheng Xu's call.

At that time, the smell of blood was permeating the corridor, and Aunt Mei was working hard to clean the blood stains with the mop bucket, bucket after bucket of scarlet washing water to the laundry room... the **** level far exceeded everyone's expectations.

Hei Cha's gaze crossed the corridor guardrail and glanced at the living room downstairs. The bald corpse had been cleaned out.

"I happened to have this in my room. I recorded the sound made by the bald head in the corridor before he died. You can listen to it and see if there is any clue..." Nanlu carefully took out the recorder and pressed the play button.

The sound of sharp knives sinking into the flesh, crazily breaking laughter, and the curse of Hei Cha Chi Nan came intermittently, and the creepy "dying words" hovered in the silent corridor.

At the end of the broadcast, everyone was calm and fell into a fearful silence.

"this…"

"He was disturbed by the "waking value". First, he lost his judgment and had hallucinations. As the hallucinations shattered, he lost his desire to survive, and wanted to wake up from his dreams by falling. "

Lao Yu explained that it is not the first time that he has experienced three nightmare dungeons that he has seen dream visitors who are affected by the sober value. They have their own ways of death, and the only thing in common is that they all died miserably.

"So be sure to maintain the sobriety value within the normal range, never exceed 90, otherwise it will be no different from suicide." Cheng Xu once again warned the newcomers, the bald death is an example.

Song Yue sighed frowningly: "But in this case, it's hard to convince yourself not to be afraid if you get a trial script that will kill you..."

Nan Lu had an expression about to cry: "Yes, emotions are beyond our control."

Old Yu smiled lowly: "Therefore, dream visitors are also divided into talented and untalented ones. Some people are not afraid. The sobriety value has been maintained at the lowest state, and the ghosts are also right."

As he said, he looked at Chi Nan, "Little blind man, I'm very curious about it, what is your sober value now? Is it convenient?"

"Convenient, let me ask the system." Chi Nan activated the system's voice service to check.

Several newcomers around me also began to communicate their sobriety status—

"Oh my god, I'm 80, it's terrible, I just soared to 82 in a hurry!"

"Don't get excited, the more excited the higher."

"Mine is still 65."

"Too envious, mine is 73."

"It seems that my lowest is only 59." Hei Cha breathed a sigh of relief, turning to Chi Nan a little worried, "Did you find it?"

Chi Nan nodded, a little confused: "Maybe the system is malfunctioning, it shows that my sober value is 0."

Everyone: "???"

Lao Yu was surprised, and then wowed: "Congratulations, because the system is impossible to malfunction."

"Does this mean...?" Black Tea said blankly.

"He is very suitable for the nightmare world." Old Yu looked lemon.