Chapter 513: Chapter 445: Ghost Dream
The female ghost in the red dress was naturally Yang Xiao, who had also deliberately put on a ghost face mask prepared by the store, but the next second, before Yang Xiao could say anything, Yellow Hair, who had been clutching at his clothes, released his grip and fell straight back, crashing to the ground with a "thud."
This scene also baffled Yang Xiao, he hadn’t expected that Yellow Hair, who seemed very arrogant, would be so easily frightened.
Meanwhile—
"Thud."
"Thud."
...
Four times in a row, the other four people also fell to the ground, each in a different position. Yang Xiao’s first thought was that failing in extortion, they had resorted to feigning injury. He didn’t indulge Yellow Hair; instead, he squatted down and slapped him twice. But even though Yellow Hair’s face swelled up, there was still no sign of him waking up.
The room light was turned on, and Xiao Mei, seeing this scene, also panicked, trembling all over. By then, Yang Xiao had also figured out the hint: these people didn’t seem to be simply faint from fright; it was more like they had experienced some kind of unknown attack.
Feeling anxious, Yang Xiao pulled open Yellow Hair’s eyelids, only to see his eyeballs vibrating rapidly, the others were the same. In an instant, Yang Xiao understood. The scene before him was all too familiar. Once in a budget hotel, his drama robe had caused a supernatural event, codenamed Ghost Dream, which put an entire floor of people into a deep sleep.
"Yang... Teacher Yang, what’s wrong with them?" Xiao Mei, being young, had never seen such a scene, panicking for a moment.
"Don’t panic, as expected, consider it a lesson I gave them." Yang Xiao raised his head, trying to reassure Xiao Mei, "You go out first, I’ll take care of waking them up."
"Just you alone?" Xiao Mei looked anxious.
Yang Xiao took a piece of paper and a pen from the table, wrote down a series of numbers, and handed it to Xiao Mei, "You go out, close the door, and don’t let anyone in. If you don’t see me come out in half an hour, call this number, say it’s Captain Yang who asked, and tell them what happened here."
"Remember, before that person arrives, don’t open the door on your own or let anyone else near this room. Can you do that?" Yang Xiao emphasized and then asked.
For some reason, being looked at by Yang Xiao with such eyes, a sudden confidence surged in Xiao Mei’s heart, and she nodded repeatedly, "Don’t worry, Teacher Yang!"
"Good."
As Yang Xiao requested, Xiao Mei quickly left the room, allowing Yang Xiao the convenience to check the condition of the people on the ground. After examining them, he found that their breathing and pulse were within normal ranges, leading him to guess that these people were trapped in a dream.
And these had occurred after they had made contact with him, meaning, the dream was induced by him.
External forces couldn’t awaken these people; to stop the alarm, the alarm-setter was needed. Yang Xiao made a bold move; he shifted their bodies so that they lay side by side, hand in hand, then he turned off the room light and lay down in the middle of them, holding Yellow Hair with one hand and a heavily made-up girl with the other, closing his eyes in the darkness.
The time was agonizing, as no matter what Yang Xiao did, he couldn’t fall asleep. He changed positions several times and even tried counting sheep, but it was futile. After tossing and turning for over ten minutes, Yang Xiao gave up. He sat up, took out his cellphone, planning to seek help from Nalan Shuo, the number he had given Xiao Mei was also Nalan Shuo’s.
But when the cell phone screen lit up, Yang Xiao was surprised to find that his cellphone suddenly had no signal. At the same time, a foreboding feeling enveloped him; he suddenly realized that something in his surroundings seemed to have changed.
It was very quiet around, eerily quiet as if it were dead. This store was located in a bustling shopping mall; it shouldn’t be this quiet.
Noticing the oddity, Yang Xiao quickly got up, went to the door, and gently pulled it open a crack. At that moment, he didn’t know when a dense fog had permeated the hallway outside, surging in through the gap in the door, carrying a moist air with it.
Almost instantly, realizing the danger, Yang Xiao took out the Ghost Lantern, holding the lantern in his left hand and clutching the Human Bone Staff in his right.
This was no longer the Script Club he was in. Yang Xiao turned around and suddenly found that the several people lying on the ground had all vanished.
At this moment, rescuing people was no longer the primary goal; the immediate priority was how to escape from here. Yang Xiao steadied his nerves and decided to step out to look around. The wind in the hallway was blowing from uncertain directions, but it felt cool against the skin, suggesting a vast space nearby.
The fog gradually thinned, and when he had completely walked out, Yang Xiao was shocked by the scene before him. A large mansion gate stood right in front of him, the Feng Family Mansion, which he recognized at a glance, only this was the Feng Family Mansion decayed after decades!
There was a row of messy shoe prints on the muddy ground below his feet, twisting and turning, and they all eventually walked into the door of the Feng Family Mansion.
Yellow Hair and the others had entered the Feng Family Mansion.
Holding the Ghost Lantern, Yang Xiao tried to dissipate the fog in front of him and resolutely walked in. He had to figure out what this Ghost Dream really meant.
The Feng Family Mansion, just like he had seen in the previous dreams, had long fallen into decay. The doors and windows were broken, the trees dead, and the courtyard was overgrown with weeds, which were nearly as tall as his waist. The once bright lanterns had now rotted away to just the frames, looking from afar like skeletons hanging stripped of flesh and skin.
There were no birds chirping, no insects buzzing; everything here reeked of death, even the weeds under his feet were just a hollow overgrowth. Yang Xiao grabbed a stalk and with a gentle tug, pulled it out root and all, but the roots had already rotted through, dripping black liquid.
