Chapter 32 Past Events in Dreams

"Where am I?"

After waking up, the consciousness in his mind gradually cleared up, and his thinking ability also recovered little by little. I shook my dizzy head and looked up at the dark space around me, feeling a little panicked because of fear.

"Woooo... Who will save my child? Who will save my child..."

And just as I was observing the dark space vigilantly, the voice that had been vaguely ringing in my ears since just now became clearer, and then the dark space gradually returned to brightness.

"Hey... isn't this Mrs. An's house... No, it seems a little different."

There was a white luxury villa in front of me. Of course I knew this place, it was Mrs. An's house.

But just when I was thinking this, I found that this place seemed a little different from Mrs. An's villa in my memory.

The villa that appears in front of me now has a more primitive and solemn architectural style, not as Western-style as Mrs. An's house.

Surrounded by a flat, green grassland, there is a small white fountain not far away, which is exactly the same as the one in Mrs. An's house.

I can confirm that this is definitely the courtyard of Mrs. An's house. I also wrote down the structure of this place when I searched and investigated it with Sister Lan.

But now I always feel something is wrong. Whether the scene in front of me is subtly different from the architectural style of Mrs. An's home, or the woman who is sitting on the stone pavement at the door, crying bitterly, it seems to be telling me that I am now in a strange place. in space.

But on the other hand, I also feel quite lucky. I touched my neck. The skin was smooth and tender, without any scratches. This means that I probably wasn't strangled to death by that scary female ghost, right?

"Wuwu...wuwu...my child, my child..."

However, even though her life seemed to be saved now, staring at the poor woman who was crying and almost dying, there was still a trace of bitterness in her heart.

By now, I can roughly guess where I am - a precognitive dream. Nine times out of ten, it is a precognitive dream.

When I was about to be strangled to death by a female ghost, I entered a precognitive dream. I didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing...

Just when I was a little confused, I saw the door of the closed villa opened, and several cold-faced men and an old woman came out.

"This...what are they wearing? Is it short clothes?"

I couldn't help but feel a sense of astonishment when I saw these guys coming out of the house. Because the clothes these guys are wearing are not what modern people would wear at all. To be honest, they are more like the clothes of people during the Republic of China.

Several men in short clothes had dark faces, each one as strong as a bull. Without saying a word, they walked over to the heartbroken woman lying on the ground and cried. Lift her up from both sides.

"Let me go!! Let me go!! I want to find my child!! Let me go!!"

The woman was shocked at first, and then realized that these guys were trying to force her back into the house. She screamed like crazy and started struggling. But then she raised her head and I saw her face.

This woman is quite beautiful, with delicate features and fair and smooth skin. However, the messy hair, the tears on her face, and the look of despair that was about to collapse, gave her whole person a strong atmosphere of sadness.

"Madam, please go back to the house quickly. If you don't go back, I will go crazy."

The old woman who followed these strong men had long gray-white hair tied up with rubber bands, and on her thin, bone-boned face, a pair of cloudy eyes were embedded in deep eye sockets, looking cold and ruthless.

"Aunt Rong! My Liuyun was taken away. Go and get her back quickly! Wuwu..."

"Young lady, I don't know what you are talking about. Stop saying these strange words and come back to the house with me."

The woman looked at the old woman's stiff and heartless face, and was stunned for a long time. Then her face suddenly distorted, and she grabbed her face with two hands, and her long nails scratched several lines on the old woman's face. Bloodstains. The old woman let out a scream, covered her face and fell to the ground in panic.

"I know...I know!! You and that bitch are all in the same group!! The same group!! The people who just captured Liu Yun were all sent by you!!"

The woman's voice was hoarse from the hysterical screaming, but she raised her slender neck high, her eyes full of deep despair, staring at the gray sky, letting tears roll down her cheeks It flows through, but never wants to stop struggling.

"Ouch, hiss...it hurts me so much...what are you bastards waiting for?! Why don't you take the eldest mistress back to the house quickly!"

"yes!"

The old woman got up from the ground in a panic, opened her palms and looked at the mottled blood on them. Deep resentment flashed in her inverted triangular eyes, and she immediately shouted angrily at the top of her voice at these strong men. When the old woman said the four words "eldest young lady", she almost wanted to break her teeth.

Several strong men who came with the old woman looked at the miserable look on her face and did not dare to hesitate any more. They tightly restrained the woman's sides from the left and right sides, lifted her up, and carried her towards her. Walked into the house.

"Let me go——!! Liu Yun! Give me back my Liu Yun! You damn things! Give me back Liu Yun——!!"

In the end, I just stood aside and watched the woman struggle to no avail, and was forcibly taken back to the house by a few strong men. The old woman went in last and slammed the door shut.

"..."

Although I don’t know what happened, the despair and anger in that woman’s heart just now was truly conveyed to me.

I remember that in the last precognitive dream about Hong Yan, I also saw the cause and effect story of her lifetime. I think the current situation should be similar.

The story in the precognitive dream that I saw now is probably inextricably related to the monster living in Mrs. An's house. With this idea in mind, even though I was a little scared, I suppressed my fear and walked towards the door of the villa.

But as I walked towards the villa little by little, an ominous premonition gradually began to appear in my heart.

The door looked nothing special. It was closed tightly and quietly, and no sound could be heard from the outside. But it was this too quiet situation that made me uneasy.

This door seemed to directly cut off the space inside and outside the door, because the voice of the young mistress who was roaring and screaming in grief could not be heard at all after the door was closed. I slowly walked to the door and stood still, and touched the doorknob with one hand. It was very cold, as if it had just been fished out of the ice cellar, and my hand almost stuck to it.

Different from when it was dark just now, the space in this premonition dream is now very clear - the grass is growing outside, the sky is blue, and looking at the peach blossom trees in bloom on both sides, it is obviously spring.

But on such a spring day, the temperature near this door is so low that one can't help but shiver.

And I think I can probably guess the reason for this. After the demons and ghosts that do not belong to the Yang world come to the Yang world, they will exude a Yin evil spirit, especially monsters, which have the most Yin evil spirit. Heavy.

Holding the door handle tightly, I took a deep breath and decided to open the door to find out. The opportunity to enter a precognitive dream is rare, and I can't give it up easily here now.

The next moment, I turned the doorknob and opened the door.

However, unlike what I expected, it was not an indoor room, but a pitch-black space. The darkness that hit my eyes was so dark that I couldn't help but retreat. But I came back to my senses. At that moment, he found that he was completely surrounded by darkness.

"Good baby, look, it seems like a guest is coming..."

When I was so panicked that I couldn't help but look around quickly, a faint and hoarse voice sounded softly.

I suddenly raised my head and looked at the source of the sound. In a void filled with darkness, gray and pale rays of light rose up, illuminating a circle of the ground. Under the light, I saw a person wearing purple clothes. The woman in red cheongsam collapsed on the ground.

The woman's head was hung deeply, making it impossible to see her face clearly. Her black hair looked a bit messy, with strands of hair hanging down at the edges. Her two slender arms were holding a swaddling baby, gently waving it. Rocking, it seems to be coaxing the child to sleep.

"Look at that faint light, does it look like the light emitted by fireflies? My good boy... do you remember the nursery rhyme your mother sang to you?"

Slowly, the woman stopped swaying, and without any support, she slowly stood up from the ground in a very strange twisting way - the waist that was bent deeply toward the back was almost at an angle of 90 degrees. It was so twisted that it made my scalp tingle.

The woman still had her head bowed deeply, and with the little girl in her arms, she staggered towards me step by step, singing a nursery rhyme I had never heard before.

"Watch some fireflies...each one is holding a small lantern..."

The woman hummed softly, her voice vague and eerie, constantly resounding in this dark space.

As the woman gradually approached, I instinctively felt a deep fear and kept moving back, but no matter what, the distance between me and this woman could not be opened.

"Your grandma, what the hell is going on?!"

Seeing this woman exuding a strange aura getting closer and closer to me, my heart was beating fast, and I immediately panicked. I turned around and started running as fast as I could behind me.

This is not the first time I have had a precognitive dream, but it is the first time I have encountered this kind of situation - ever since I first saw this woman, the strong sense of crisis in my heart has been reluctant to dissipate. I intuitively If this woman is caught, something big will happen.

As I ran wildly behind me, I also looked back, only to find that I was running desperately. This woman was like a cripple, walking towards me step by step, but the distance kept getting shorter and shorter, as if, her naked eyes And the pale little feet seemed to be dragging the entire space.

"It's like a watchman patrolling the night, coming and going in a hurry...coming and going in a hurry, waiting for the fairy to go to the heavenly palace."

After singing this line, the woman's ethereal singing voice suddenly disappeared. I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. I subconsciously turned around and looked behind me, only to find that there was no light there - only deep darkness remained.