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Exhausted, I fell asleep again, but I didn't realize that I was once again in that dream, the dream that made me tremble.

Everything in the dream played out again, just like yesterday, the baby's crying and giggling, the shuffling of footsteps, tick-tick-tock … Tick, tap, tap … It kept ringing.

The footsteps grew louder and noisier, coming from the living room outside.

Then I saw the man who had killed the family and ended my own life.

It was torture, the picture was so real, and yet I could only be a spectator, feeling the blood and the cruelty, and yet there was nothing I could do about it.

My conscience was being condemned, but I couldn't stop the sight of the bloody forest. My heart was bleeding, and I wanted to scream.

I wanted to open my eyes and wake up from a nightmare, but just like yesterday, I couldn't wake up. My eyelids felt like they were stuck with glue.

I thought it would be over after all that had happened, but when the man's murder was over, a new scene appeared, this time of a woman, a woman in a red robe, who had also appeared in the hall, and when she did, everything vanished except for the rope that hung from the beam around her neck.

Its body swayed in the wind, dangling from the beams of the house.

Then, I saw it suddenly open its eyes and stare straight at me. It had a pair of bloody eyes that continuously dripped with fresh blood …

Fresh blood fell drop by drop onto the ground, as if there was a blossoming of bright red flowers.

After that, the corners of his mouth curled up as he smiled at me with a demonic and cruel smile. He opened his mouth and said, "You're going to die …. "You're going to die …"

This voice came from all directions and instantly engulfed me. Endless darkness assaulted me and I fell into eternal damnation, beyond redemption.

I thought I was dead, but when the morning sun came in through the window and fell on my eyelids, I could still feel the warmth, the light, shining on me.

I tried my best to open my eyes, but I tried really hard...

Then, I really opened my eyes. I was tired, more tired than I ever had been, which made me feel like I was a seriously ill old man who was dying from illness. I was like a rotten log that had run out of oil, and I lay in bed for a long time without getting up. Beep, beep, beep... I didn't even have the strength to reach out and turn it off.

I don't know how long I lay there, but when it was late in the morning, I felt that my body was mine again. My hands could move, my body could move.

I slowly got up and started thinking about a question. Was I fooled by that old fortune-teller under the bridge?

The amulet he had given me was no good at all, the dream was even more cruel than ever, and this time there was a woman in a red robe, with a pale face and bloodshot eyes, and I could still see and shudder.

If the four of them were the owners of the house and the instigators of the ghosts, then what was the purpose of this new woman in a red robe who had appeared in my dreams?

My body moved and made a crashing sound. When I looked down, I was so scared that my entire body started trembling, I was wearing a blood-red paper outfit, the same clothes as the one I had worn in my dream, the Da Hong Pao woman. When did she wear this? I didn't feel anything at all.

The clothes were very strange, just like the clothes worn by the paper men in the paper shop.

By the time I reacted, the first thing I did was to tear off the red paper clothes I was wearing and throw it on the floor.

In the past twenty years of my life, I've never felt so helpless and terrified.

It was one thing for me to have nightmares, but to think that I would unknowingly wear paper clothes. Who did this?

Without even wearing my shoes, I wanted to run out of this room, run out of this courtyard, and even leave Flowerflower Lane forever. I didn't want to take another step into this place, and if I were to continue like this, what awaited me was only death. Even if I wasn't killed by the ghost, I would be scared to death sooner or later.

However, when my feet touched the ground, my body swayed, and I felt weightless and fell to the ground.

I was too weak, my head was buzzing, my head was splitting.

Leaning over the bed to rest for a while, I got up again and walked unsteadily out of the house. When I passed by a mirror, I inadvertently glanced at that mirror and saw an incredible scene. It scared me so much that I couldn't help but grunt for a while as tears rolled down my face.

I staggered over to the mirror and carefully examined my face. My face was covered with a thick layer of powder, my face was as pale as paper, my eyebrows were as dark as ink, and my lips were as red as blood. At this moment, I looked like a woman. At this moment, I am no different from her …

What was going on? What had happened?

In just one night, I had actually changed into such a state. I couldn't hold it in any longer and staggered to the door. I opened my mouth and vomited. I was terrified, I was afraid … I'm helpless... I was so scared that I vomited. Even though I kept vomiting, I couldn't help but vomit.

I lay in the yard in the midday sun, surrounded by my vomit. I lay there for a long time before I got up. I need to leave this place as soon as possible. I really can't stay here any longer.

After washing my face, I washed off the thick makeup on my face. I quickly changed my clothes and packed my luggage before leaving the courtyard. I didn't even close the door. I didn't think that there would be anyone who would dare to come to this place.

I was so naive, so foolish, and was always deceived by someone, and found a house and was tricked into a haunted house by that Fan Lao, and met a fortune-teller. I was also a big liar, and bought a piece of yellow paper with two hundred dollars for nothing, and even said that it was all a lie if it could stop a disaster from blessing, and I couldn't find that Fan Lao, and that old swindler won't be able to escape.