On the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month, the former site of No. 211, Yanhu Villa District, Changdong City.
"It has been eleven years since the tragedy of Bai Yingzhi's fire. Eleven years ago today, in this house, the famous female artist Bai Yingzhi and his wife were buried in the fire. The cause of the fire is unknown. A corpse burned beyond recognition..."
"At that time, Bai Yingzhi's only son was rescued in time and saved his life, becoming the only survivor of the tragedy."
The supernatural anchor Black Tea turned on the flashlight, and the pale light beam swept across the ground full of ashes and landed on a white and yellowed wall by the window.
This wall is slightly different from other places, and there are not many traces of being burnt black, which is incompatible with the whole house that was burnt to ruins by fire.
The black tea's hand under the camera paused.
He was about to walk over to have a look when the elder brother in charge of filming interrupted him and said, "Speak louder, the noise is a little hard to hear."
murmur? Where is the sound in this haunted house? Hei Cha jokingly put his face in front of the mobile phone camera, and said in a whisper, "Can you hear it clearly? Thirteen people died here back then, the noise is normal, please bear with me."
The cameraman's hand shook obviously, and the brightness of the torch in Black Tea's hand seemed to be a little weaker.
Fortunately, the night was fifteen, the moonlight was just right, and Bai Mian fell to the ground.
"However, there was a popular saying on the forum back then that the surviving young master was born blind, with an extremely yin physique, and was possessed by an evil spirit shortly after birth. Bai Yingzhi spent a lot of money asking Taoist priests and masters to suppress it, but unfortunately nothing happened. Taisheng couldn't hold it back, and she was reluctant to send the child away, so she kept it carefully until the Ghost Festival when the young master was eight years old. Hundred ghosts were dispatched, and the possessed young master burned the whole family to find a substitute for the evil spirits. ."
"It just so happened that Bai Yingzhi was preparing a new horror film at the time. It's been too long, and I haven't found out the title of the film. In short, all the supernatural events have caught up. It's quite evil."
The camera brother's breathing became obviously heavier, and after the black tea was finished, he felt a little hairy in his heart, so he pretended to be lighthearted and said, "You're scared now? Where are you going?"
"Let's finish shopping quickly, it seems to rain at night, this place is far from the city and it's not easy to take a taxi..." The cameraman licked his dry lips and said.
"Okay, but hold your phone steady, what are you shaking it for? The barrage is about to vomit." Hei Cha stretched out his head and glanced at the live broadcast screen and said.
"Brother, I didn't shake, I've been steady, don't wrong me."
"It's not you who is shaking, who else is shaking-"
As soon as Hei Cha's words came out, he felt bad, his throat was dry, he swallowed hard, and a layer of white sweat was already floating on his back.
The last trace of blood on the face of the boy who was shooting with his mobile phone has also faded...
"Who else but you-"
The flag-like lines in this kind of horror film instantly made the atmosphere extremely weird, and the two of them tacitly silenced.
For a moment, the cameraman smiled shyly: "Just kidding, I was the one who shook it just now."
Sometimes lies can ease tensions a little.
"Okay, okay, let's go back after walking the two floors..." Dark Tea's voice has obviously changed.
But before taking two steps, the cameraman behind him started swearing: "Why do you suddenly pat me on the shoulder when you walk around? It will scare people out."
"How do I shoot you when I walk in front..."
Instantly, the atmosphere froze again.
Hei Cha almost used all his strength to say a few words: "Go on..."
"Yeah." The cameraman couldn't even swear at this time.
In less than three minutes, the cameraman stopped again.
Black tea wiped the cold sweat on his forehead: "What's going on?"
The cameraman's eyes wandered quickly on the phone screen and the black tea's face, and his face was pale: "The camera, the camera... without you..."
Hei Cha's lips moved, but they were too stiff to make a sound.
The torch in his hand went out without warning.
"I can't photograph you..."
The camera brother's voice became very low and low, as if a little louder, his fear would be completely awakened, and it would appear in front of him as a more tangible fear...
Cool breeze.
Hei Cha's back was chilled, and shaking his hand, he took the cameraman's mobile phone and aimed the screen at the dark wall around him.
The moonlight was very white and white, even dazzling.
The lens suddenly flickered like it couldn't receive the picture.
A strange scene happened, and the picture reappeared in the camera, much clearer than before.
But in the shot... the blackened wall peeled off under the moonlight, and the traces of time and fire faded—
The old house No. 211 from eleven years ago reappeared in front of us.
At 11:30 in the evening, in the Nancheng business district of Changdong City.
A slender young man walked out of the store leaning on a blind cane, and the driver had already opened the door for him.
When the young man sat firmly, the driver glanced at him in the rearview mirror and said warmly, "Master, my condolences."
Tonight is the eleventh anniversary of the death of Bai Yingzhi and his wife.
"Well, I know." The young man's voice was very light, and the cold texture solidified the atmosphere in the car.
The driver wanted to speak, then stopped, and finally started the car in silence.
The young man kept his eyes closed and leaned on the seat quietly and tiredly.
Because of his physical weakness and taking the medicine for a long time, the young man's face was morbidly pale, and there were tear moles under the left and right corners of his eyes. The size, color, and position of the tear moles could match.
The young man has thick eyelashes, and the outline of his eyes is narrow and beautiful, but unfortunately these eyes have never had a chance to open.
His current identity is Bai Yingzhi's only son, You Yu, the blind young master who was possessed by evil spirits and the only survivor of the fire disaster in the forum legend.
Everyone thought that You Yu survived the accident and grew up safely after fading out of the public eye.
Eleven years have passed, and no one knows that the real You Yu died early in the fire.
The soul now living in this body is named Chi Nan. Before entering You Yu's body, he was imprisoned in a painting called "The Weeping Boy" for hundreds of years.
This painting is also known as one of the top ten forbidden paintings. It is rumored that where it appears, disasters and misfortunes often occur.
A hundred years has made Chi Nan forget a lot of things. His memory became intermittent and chaotic. He forgot why he was trapped in the painting. All past events were sealed and sealed in a locked room.
He only remembered that his name was Chi Nan.
He has traveled thousands of miles to all over the world, and was finally bought from the black market at a high price and hid in the corner of the bedroom of a blind young master named You Yu in No. 211, Yanhu Villa District, Changdong City.
Until the night when the fire burned eleven years ago, the paint and picture frame that bound him turned to ashes, and when he woke up, he found that he was reborn in You Yu's body by accident.
Chi Nan can't remember what happened the night of the fire. After the fire, he regained his freedom and life.
But because the original owner was blind, Chi Nan lost his sight.
The blind man's world is not pitch-dark, but at the end of the colorful world the curtain ends, and everything related to vision has completely disappeared.
You can't even have darkness.
Chi Nan sought medical treatment everywhere to restore light to this body, but all ended in failure.
If I could open my eyes again... Chi Nan silently made a wish.
There was soothing music in the car, Chi Nan unconsciously relaxed and yawned.
Perhaps because the soul is not human, he is particularly sleepy and sleepy.
The driver looked at the rearview mirror again: "Master, go to sleep if you're sleepy, I'll call you when you get home."
Chi Nan thought that it would only be a 20-minute drive, and he was over after a while, but his consciousness suddenly felt as if the pause button was pressed, and he fell asleep with his forehead against the window glass.
Suddenly, a strange and suspicious voice sounded on the edge of consciousness.
[Welcome to the dream world]
[The dream-making system captured your wish a minute ago, do you want to confirm it? ]
The voice is cold and mechanical, without any emotion, which should make people feel vigilant and uneasy, but Chi Nan showed a hint of kindness from the middle grade, and he said decisively: "Yes."
[The system captures your goal as: restore the light. Do you need help from the Dreamer? ]
Chi Nan thought for a moment: "Excuse me, who is the dream maker?"
[Dream maker is the maker of the dream world, and can help you realize any wish. ]
[In the dream world, you can accumulate goodwill by breaking the nightmare. When you successfully clear the nightmare copy and the goodwill reaches a certain value, you can reach the wishing wall in the center of the system. ]
Chi Nan asked questioningly, "Are you operating formally?"
The system was silent for a moment.
[We are not for profit, you can rest assured that we will not charge you any fees. ]
After three seconds, the system made a supplement.
[During the nightmare clearance process, all damages caused by you do not need to be compensated, which we can guarantee. ]
Is there such a good thing in the world
Chi Nan suddenly said, "So is this some kind of poverty alleviation project for special people?"
system [zizizi—]
It seems to be down.
Chi Nan realized that his problem was beyond the scope, and said the serious thing: "What side effects will there be if the wish fails?"
[After testing, the failure rate of the Dream World Wish Exchange System is 0, and there is no possibility of failure. ]
Chi Nan's expression changed slightly, and even his pale face became a bit bloody: "What do I need to do in the dream world? What does it mean to clear the nightmare copy?"
[You will enter the nightmare world built by the Dream Maker as a 'Sleepwalker' to pass the level. Please explore the specific details in the copy. After the customs clearance, the Dream Maker will assign favorability points based on your performance. These favorability will be used to make a wish , for example, it is estimated by the system that your wish to 'restore the light' requires about 500 favorability points. ]
Although the system did not explain it in detail, Chi Nan probably understood it.
That is to say, he was inexplicably pulled into a poverty alleviation system called 'Dream World'.
Chi Nan: "Is the work intensive in the dream world?"
The original owner was very sick, and the work intensity was too much to bear.
system:[? ]
[Sleepwalker's time control is completely free, you can arrange your own work and rest time reasonably. ]
Great, Chi Nan is most afraid of staying up late.
After thinking about it, he asked again, "Can each sleepwalker only be able to exchange one wish?"
[No, as long as you have enough favorability, you can exchange unlimited wishes]
Chi Nan already knew: "Okay, I understand, I can."
[Congratulations on being a new class of sleepwalkers. ]
It seems that many people have been pulled into this dream-making system before him, and Chi Nan suddenly thought of something: "What happens if you fail to pass the level?"
[Irreversible in the copy, death. ]
Chi Nan suddenly thought: "If you die in the dungeon, will the reality be affected?"
[The system has no comment. ]
Chi Nan: "…"
It felt like one foot was on the pirate ship, but Chi Nan stepped on the other foot without hesitation.
[Please enter the name of the dream world, please note that once entered, it cannot be changed. ]
Chi Nan was a little surprised, this world is actually quite human, and you can customize your nickname.
That is, in this world he can live as himself.
His lips moved slightly, and he said four words with certainty: "Name, Chi Nan."
[The information has been entered, please sleepwalker 'Chi Nan' to confirm the current initial value:
Dreamer favorability: 0
Nightmare Awakening Value: 0
Special props: none
Sleepwalker 'Chi Nan', please note that once the wakefulness value exceeds 90, it will affect your performance in the dungeon. Please stay asleep and refuse to wake up. ]
Chi Nan: "...Okay."
[Because the sleepwalker 'Chi Nan' is visually impaired, the system has been updated to a voice system. ]
Chi Nan: "Thank you."
After a pause, he asked again, "How does the dream-making system select people?"
[In front of the dream maker, everyone has a chance. ]
Chi Nan: "...I'm fine."
[The first nightmare randomly assigned by the sleepwalker 'Chi Nan': You Yu's Dream. ]
Chi Nan was stunned for a moment: "What...?!"
[Happy sleepwalking. ]
Chi Nan: "...Wait!"
It's a pity that the system has completely silenced the sound and ignored his reaction.
Yu Yu's dream... Could this dream be...
The ghosts believe that this is a random sleepwalking!
He suddenly looked forward to it a little bit. If the memory of the travel encounter was really reproduced, then the truth about the fire of that year would come to the surface.
After wearing Yu Yu's body, although neither the guardian nor the psychiatrist advised him to 'revisit the old place', Chi Nan returned to the old house several times to find out the truth.
It's a pity that even if you ask a psychic to communicate, you still can't find the soul of the thirteen people who were burned to death and the soul of the young master You Yu.
There is no trace of memory, and no trace of reality can be found.
This dream experience not only allowed him to regain his light, but also allowed him to understand the truth of the year, killing two birds with one stone.
The car stopped suddenly without warning, the brakes were too fast, and Chi Nan's forehead hit the window glass with inertia, and he suddenly woke up.
The inorganic sound of the system has long since disappeared.
"Master, you're home."
The driver's voice sounded, but there was no one in the driver's seat in the rearview mirror.
Chi Nan's eyelashes trembled and he noticed: "This is..."
The driver smiled like a lowly: "Old mansion."