Eleven at night.
Closing the curtains, locking the room, turning off the lights, Ji Lang began to fall asleep.
Because of the daytime contact, Ji Lang's dreaming went very smoothly.
In the dream, it is pitch black, and there is no light. This is the most common form of nightmares, and it is also the embodiment of the despair and fear of the owner of the dream. This is the scene as soon as you come in, it can be seen that the owner of the dream should be haunted by nightmares every night.
The darkness did not last long, and soon the picture changed, and Ji Lang appeared in an unfamiliar room.
The room is not big, about 20 square meters. In the center of the room is a one-meter-five bed. The bed is covered with pink sheets. At first glance, it is a girl's room. At this moment, the sound of the key being turned came from the door, and a young girl in business attire pushed the door and walked in.
Ji Lang recognized that the girl was the survivor he saw in the hospital during the day. The girl in the dream was wearing delicate makeup. Although her face was tired, she was in excellent spirits, which was completely different from her appearance in the hospital.
The girl seemed to be extremely tired, and threw her bag on the table beside her. She threw herself on the bed without taking off her clothes, then twisted her body, kicked her high heels with her legs constantly kicking.
"Sleep first, then get up and take a shower." The girl muttered, and soon fell asleep.
Then the dream changed again. The girl was a little thirsty and opened her eyes in a daze, only to find a strange man standing in front of her bed. The man was dressed in black, with his head down, holding something in his hand and stabbing her in the stomach.
The girl wanted to scream in horror and wanted to get up, but soon she found that she couldn't make a sound or even move.
"Hey, awake?" The liver digger raised his head, Ji Lang took a closer look at his appearance, only to realize that the liver digger not only wore a mask on his face, but also a hat on his head, and even a dark color. The goggles are really not exposed at all.
When a doctor operates an operating room, he must operate under a shadowless lamp, because he is afraid of not being able to see clearly, but the liver digger operates in such a dim light, even wearing dark goggles. is not accurate.
The girl saw the bloody scalpel in the hands of the liver digger, and suddenly realized something, and began to scream and struggle frantically, but she couldn't make a sound and couldn't move. But Ji Lang could hear that he was feeling this dream from the girl's vision, so he could feel all the girl's emotions at this time.
The kind of panic and despair brought about by being poached and slashed with a knife while awake.
And a pleading that can't be shouted: "Don't kill me."
Ji Lang frowned, trying not to let his emotions affect him, and continued to pay attention to the progress of the dream until the liver digger dug out half of the liver from the girl. Ji Lang finally felt that the time was almost up, and reached out and touched the dream. Dig the liver demon.
The liver digger in the dream suddenly turned into a black vortex, bringing Ji Lang to a brand new dream.
It worked.
This is a vast white space, and the surroundings are extremely quiet, which means that the owner of the dream is very peaceful at this time, and he is not dreaming. As usual, Ji Lang likes this kind of dream the most, so he doesn't have to feel other people's emotions or fears.
"After killing so many people, the dream is so stable." It can be seen that the liver digger's psychological quality is excellent.
Ji Lang looked around, then tapped his finger in one direction, and the white mist dissipated in an instant, revealing many colorful soap bubbles.
These soap bubbles contain all the dreams of the dream owner since birth. These dream bubbles, the larger the volume, the brighter the color, which means that the owner has a deep memory and often thinks about it. remembered.
"Why do you have to dig your liver?" Ji Lang asked aloud at the colorful dream bubbles.
And as his voice fell, the dream sensed the call of the nightmare, consciously floated out of the numerous dream bubbles, and stopped in front of Ji Lang.
Ji Lang stretched out his hand and opened it, and the dream slowly unfolded like a picture scroll.
The liver digger's name is Lin Wei, and his real identity is a well-known sculptor who is good at sculpting the human body. In order to perfectly grasp the human body, he did not learn sculpture after the college entrance examination, but clinical medicine, the purpose is to be able to dissect the human body logically.
When he felt that he knew enough about the human body, he disregarded the retention of his professors and classmates, resolutely dropped out of school, and reapplied to a foreign university to study body sculpture. After completing his studies and returning to China, Lin Wei met a very beautiful oriental girl on the plane back to China.
The girl's name is Chen Xue, and she has the most perfect body proportions and facial features in Lin Wei's opinion, as if it was tailor-made for him by God and carved out with one knife and one knife. After that is a seemingly beautiful love story, the girl is charming and beautiful, the boy is handsome and talented, and the two have a very good relationship.
A year later, the girl suddenly got hepatitis, but it was not serious, and she was cured quickly. But the cured girl has become imperfect, because of her perfect eyes, and because of the disease left flaws.
She has a yellow spot the size of a sesame seed on her eyeball.
Although the girl didn't like the yellow dot either, she didn't really care, but Lin Wei's reaction was great, and she insisted on sending Chen Xue to the hospital for treatment. The doctor said that her eyes were fine, her hepatitis was completely cured, and she was not sick at all.
After that, Lin Wei gradually became perverted, because he found out that he fell in love with Chen Xue, whose whole body, including his eyes, was perfect like a sculpture, not the one in front of him, who had yellow spots on his eyes.
He is a perfectionist and cannot allow his work to be defective, so he tried his best to try to repair it, and bought many strange medicines to force Chen Xue to eat. Just when his obsession was getting deeper and deeper, a cat that had been wandering at the door of his studio all the year round suddenly spoke.
"I am an evil spirit who came here in response to your obsession. I can tell you how to cure your girlfriend's eyes, but you have to do it yourself."
Xie Xun gave Lin Wei an idea to use the freshest liver, which retains the breath of a living person, and bring it back to him. It will make the liver into medicine and treat Chen Xue's eyes.
Lin Wei was already crazy at this time. If Chen Xue's eyes could not be cured and she became perfect again, he would destroy it himself. Now that it was finally possible to fix it, he started to implement it without much thought.
And in order to get the freshest liver that retains the breath of a living person, he only digs out half a piece of liver every time, in order to ensure that the owner of the liver will not die in a short period of time.
…
Ji Lang regained his senses, raised his hand and waved away the dream bubble, the emotions in his eyes were relatively stable.
If people in the world knew that the liver digger had killed so many people for such a ridiculous reason, their views would probably be broken, but Ji Lang was no longer surprised.
"Dream of Liver Digging."
When the words fell, a total of four brightly colored dream bubbles stopped in front of Ji Lang in a row.
Ji Lang stretched out his hand and clicked on the first one.
In reality, half past eleven at night.
Wu Miaomiao, who was sleeping, suddenly felt abnormal and woke up from her dream. She hesitated for a moment, then opened the door and walked out, rushing to Ji Lang's bedroom.
"Why is Xianggong's breath so restless?"
Without thinking about it, Wu Miaomiao kept knocking on the door: "Xianggong, Xianggong, what's the matter with you?"
Wu Miaomiao knocked on the door for two minutes, but there was still no movement in Ji Lang's room. She, who was just a little anxious, suddenly panicked. But no matter how she pushed or knocked on the door, the bedroom door would not move.
Wu Miaomiao had no choice, and rushed to the balcony of the living room. This house has a master bedroom and a living room with double balconies. Both balconies face south, and the distance between them is only about one meter five.
Wu Miaomiao kicked off her slippers, climbed onto the balcony railing with bare feet, and then lightly jumped up into the sky, and she landed lightly on the balcony of the master bedroom.
"Xianggong!" Wu Miaomiao couldn't take a breath, she got up and went to open the window of the floor-to-ceiling window, and just as she touched the floor-to-ceiling window, the dark curtains were pulled open, and Ji Lang in a nightgown appeared in the floor-to-ceiling window. the other side.
"Xiang... Xianggong?" Wu Miaomiao was stunned.
Ji Lang rubbed his temples with one hand, opened the floor-to-ceiling windows with the other, and asked a little tiredly, "What are you doing here?"
"I, I knocked on the door just now, but you didn't open the door, and then I was a little worried, so..." Wu Miaomiao explained.
"So you jumped off the balcony?"
Wu Miaomiao was also wearing pajamas at this time. It was a big T-shirt with a piggy pattern. She looked a little silly. Below her bare calf were the same bare feet. Ji Lang thought that she just jumped over from the living room balcony just now. , couldn't help being angry.
"Do you know that this is the eighth floor?"
"I know."
"Know you're dancing?!" Ji Lang only felt his head hurt even more.
"I, I didn't think about it that much just now. I called you at the door for a long time and you ignored me, and then your breath became more and more chaotic, so I..." Wu Miaomiao's explanation gradually faded in Ji Lang's eye-catching eyes. weakened.
"Come in." Ji Lang sighed, reached out and dragged Wu Miaomiao in, and turned on the bedroom light.
This was the first time Wu Miaomiao entered Ji Lang's room, and she couldn't help looking around curiously. The layout of the room is actually very simple, there are not many things, but it is full of Ji Lang's atmosphere. Especially the bed in the center of the room, filled with the power of nightmare that has not yet dissipated, Wu Miaomiao couldn't help but reach out and touch it.
"What are you touching?" As soon as Ji Lang turned around, he saw Wu Miaomiao sneakily touching his bed.
"I think this bed is very soft and looks very comfortable." Wu Miaomiao quickly stood up straight.
"If you like it, I'll order one for you tomorrow." This bed is indeed very comfortable. It is said that it is the sleeping pills in the bedding, but unfortunately it has no effect on him.
"No, no, we have a bed at home." Wu Miaomiao said subconsciously.
Ji Lang looked at her silently.
Ah, I forgot, Xianggong is more conservative, and it's a bit too early to mention the matter of sleeping in a bed. However, this bed is really good for sleeping, much better than the sofa in the study, and I don't know when my husband will be willing to live with him unmarried.
"Then what, what happened to you just now, Xianggong? Why did the breath fluctuate so much?" Wu Miaomiao quickly changed the topic.
"I was in a dream just now, and my mood was affected a little." In order to find out the whole story of the liver digger incident, he watched the process of every crime committed by the liver digger, and behind every case there would be a desperate victim. Emotions of panic. Although he has worked hard to suppress it, it will still be affected to some extent.
Wu Miaomiao had noticed from just now that Ji Lang's face was very bad, and the dark circles under his eyes were not mentioned for a long time. At this time, even his lips were slightly pale, his brows were tightly twisted, and his right hand made a fist. Stop kneading the temples.
"Master, do you have a headache?" Wu Miaomiao asked.
"Yeah." Ji Lang hummed and turned to open the bedroom door, "I'm fine, you go back to sleep, and you are not allowed to jump off the balcony in the future."
Wu Miaomiao walked over quickly, but did not leave, but stopped in front of Ji Lang, reaching out and holding his hand that kept rubbing his temples.
"Xiang Gong, can I kiss your forehead?" Wu Miaomiao suddenly said.
"Don't make trouble, go back to sleep." Ji Lang had a severe headache and just wanted Wu Miaomiao to leave quickly, so he could calmly digest the negative emotions brought by the nightmare.
Wu Miaomiao was rejected, and she was a little frustrated: "Well, I can always do it with the back of my hand."
Without waiting for Ji Lang to respond, she suddenly pulled Ji Lang's hand down and held it in her palm.
"In the name of the wizard, blessing."
Ji Lang only felt the back of his hand soften, and then he felt lighter, and the pain in his temples suddenly eased a lot.
So, Wu Miaomiao didn't want to take advantage of him, but wanted to relieve his headache
"Good night Xianggong, I'm going back to sleep." Wu Miaomiao, who had succeeded in stealing a kiss, ran away without raising her head for fear that the conservative Xianggong would say her.
"..." Ji Lang.
The author has something to say: Wu Miaomiao: The effect of hand-to-hand is average, the effect of kissing the forehead is first-class, and the effect of kissing the mouth will be even better.
Crab: Send it first, I'm going to catch bugs.