nightmare

"It's really crazy." Yan Chan quickly turned his head to look at the people chasing him, and ran wildly on the street with Guan Zheng.

As soon as the news of the Four Conchs came out, the people in Fengdu Ghost Market stopped pretending and arrested everyone they saw.

The situation was better a few days ago, and they only kept a close eye on those who came out of Buqitan.

Yan Chan even suspected that they had sprinkled some tracking powder on her body, otherwise how could she not get rid of them after running three or four blocks.

"Yan Chan, go left." Guan Zheng reminded as she looked at the fork in the road that was getting closer and closer. She remembered that there was a dead end on the right, and it would be really bad if she went into it.

Yan Chan ran to the left without hesitation, and beads of sweat appeared on his palms due to running for a long time.

They went around in a big circle and finally returned to the ghost restaurant.

Yan Chan didn't see the archway of the ghost restaurant, but only smelled the fragrance of the food.

She looked back again. There was no figure around the corner, but the sound of messy footsteps was getting closer and closer to them.

Yan Chan didn't have time to think about it, and opened the small door closest to them. She held Guan Zheng's shoulders and let her go in first. After she was completely in, she closed the door easily.

She held the still shaking door with her palm, took a deep breath, and a drop of sweat dripped down the corner of her temple.

Guan Zheng's condition was not much better. She leaned on Yan Chan with her chest heaving.

After calming down for a while, Guan Zheng realized that it seemed very lively here, and the sounds of conversation and teasing came into her ears.

There was also a sweet aroma, a mixture of many spices, which made her feel cloying.

"It seems like this place is..." Yan Chan curled the corners of her mouth. She looked at the men and women on the wooden bridge high above and subconsciously looked away.

This door is actually the back door of Zuixianlou! ?

Just now she was glad that there was no lock here, but now she was a little annoyed that she had brought Guan Zheng here.

She raised her hand to cover Guan Zheng's eyes as she tried to look up.

Yan Chan pressed herself against the door, keeping her ears alert to any movement outside. As soon as they left, she took Guan Zheng and quickly left this place of trouble.

In a moment of carelessness, Guan Zheng took her hand away. Yan Chan quickly switched their positions and put her palm on Guan Zheng's forehead to prevent her head from accidentally hitting the door.

"Don't look behind you." Yan Chan lowered his voice and said in her ear.

Maybe it was because the two of them were making too much noise or what, but the footsteps outside the door came back. Guan Zheng quickly patted Yan Chan's leg.

When I turned around, I only saw Yan Chan's face, and most of the scenery behind was blocked by her.

Yan Chan also heard it and was struggling over whether to go deeper into Zuixian Tower.

But there is no better way now. It is really difficult for the two of them to deal with seven or eight people outside.

"Is this a dry well?" Yan Chan poked her head in curiously. The weeds at her feet were very tall and had just been bent by her feet.

Guan Zheng also came over to take a look, and suddenly a ghost hand stretched out from inside and pulled Guan Zheng into the dry well.

Yan Chan suddenly woke up from her nightmare. She looked at the dim bed and was still in shock. A drop of cold sweat dripped from her temple.

She heard her own violent heartbeat, and Yan Chan took deep breaths, trying to calm herself down.

Since she came here, she rarely had dreams, especially nightmares.

Guan Zheng also woke up because of Yan Chan's action, but she was still sleepy. She lazily propped herself up and lay on Yan Chan's back.

"What's wrong?" Her voice was still a little hoarse, and the quilt on her body slipped from her neck and piled up on her lower abdomen.

Yan Chan subconsciously replied that it was okay, and reached behind her to hug her, but felt warm and soft skin.

Yan Chan quickly helped her lie down again and pulled the quilt over to completely cover Guan Zheng.

Guan Zheng twisted her body uncomfortably. She turned sideways and moved closer to Yan Chan, skillfully placing one leg on Yan Chan.

After doing all this, she smiled with satisfaction, without opening her eyes the entire time, which showed that she was still very sleepy.

A hand tidied the loose hair on her face. Guan Zheng felt itchy where the fingers touched. She shrank her neck and buried her head in Yan Chan and rubbed it.

Yan Chan's heartbeat had stabilized a lot at this moment. She looked at the little face that was avoiding her and smiled softly.

She slept on the outside and could lift the curtain by stretching out her arm.

Daybreak was about to begin, Yan Chan retracted his hand, and the curtain swayed down, bringing in a few breezes.

"It's cold." Guan Zheng muttered, trying to pull away the hand that was placed on her lower back.

My palms were icy cold, as if they had been blown by a cold wind for a long time.

Guan Zheng shrank a little, stretched a little and lay down flat, but the hand refused to let her go easily. It went around from the back to the front, adding a bit of warmth, which was the warmth drawn from Guan Zheng.

Although his hands had become warm at this time, they were still a little cooler than Guan Zheng's.

The already hoarse voice was even more outrageous, and the knuckles were more painful than the skin covering them.

The bones were both hard and fragile, but the strength was just right for Guan Zheng.

Yan Chan gave her a massage with great interest. Her body was too tense and needed to relax.

"Relax." Yan Chan looked at his hands and sighed.

Guan Zheng opened her watery eyes, her heart heaving as she said, "It hurts."

"Huh?" Yan Chan looked at her suspiciously. How could this be possible? There weren't three of them.

She pinched Guan Zheng's calf, thinking that she must not exercise at all.

Guan Zheng's expression softened a bit, and she closed her eyes again. "Why aren't you moving?"

Could it be that they have brought back the bad habit of border control? That’s really terrible!

Guan Zheng gritted her teeth, opened her eyes and saw Yan Chan's half-smile.

"Bad guy." Guan Zheng wanted to turn over and press Yan Chan down, but her legs didn't have enough strength and she fell directly on her, hitting Guan Zheng so hard that she felt numb, but fortunately it only lasted for a few seconds.

Yan Chan raised his eyebrows as he looked at Guan Zheng throwing herself into his arms, and stretched out his fingers to cover her slightly open mouth.

Guan Zheng was so frightened by the sudden attack that she dared not move. She supported herself with her arms on both sides, trying to hold her body up.

"I'm hungry, Yanchan." She gestured to Yanchan to take it away.

Yan Chan kissed her cheek and said, "Am I not feeding you?"

"I just said I'm hungry!" Guan Zheng glared at her. What was Yan Chan thinking about?

"Oh~ I thought my wife was saying something in code to me, but it turns out I was mistaken." After saying that, she moved again and changed her position.

"Then I'll hurry up."

Guan Zhengyuan didn't take it seriously, wondering how fast it could happen.

"..." She had never experienced this speed in her previous life and this life combined.

Only at this moment did Guan Zheng realize that Yan Chan had been holding back, as if he was serious this time.

The feeling of emptiness from the sudden departure suddenly took over her, and then Guan Zheng saw the ceiling of the bed, she was turned over.

Now not only the lower part but also the upper part can be well taken care of.

She only had to lower her head to see what shape she had become.

Guan Zheng didn't know how she stood up and knelt down. If there hadn't been a hand supporting her, she would have fallen down.

She suddenly remembered that this hand was the culprit, well... maybe it was another one, she couldn't remember.

It is always filled up.

"Relax a little." Yan Chan's voice sounded from behind. She was stuck, unable to go up or down.

He raised his hand to slap Guan Zheng, but he didn't realize the counter-effect, and she bit even harder.

"Who told you to add another one!" Guan Zheng panted lightly, and when she lowered her head, she could still see her thumb rubbing in a spinning motion.

Guan Zheng tightened her abdomen and her body trembled uncontrollably.

"It's the second time, why can't I eat it?!" Yan Chan was also quite distressed. She remembered what she saw in Bushi Pond...it wasn't that difficult.

Besides, I was younger at that time.

She poked it again in desperation, but it was stuck tightly and still wouldn't move.

I reached out lightly and it seemed to touch something, and I couldn't move it anymore.

Yan Chan just tried to touch it a few more times, but the person in her arms trembled even more violently. Fortunately, she could now move in and out freely.

Yan Chan felt something strange in her hand and bit Guan Zheng's ear tip.

Even the cuffs were damaged.

"I'm going out for a while." Yan Chan whispered into Guan Zheng's neck.

"I'll go with you." Guan Zheng was stunned for a while before she came to her senses. She raised her hand and touched Yan Chan's head.

"I'll be back soon." Yan Chan's refusal was obvious. It was obvious that she asked for it again in order to prevent Guan Zheng from accompanying her.

Yan Chan washed his hands, brought up some food and left in a hurry.

She was still worried about the nightmare and wanted to go to the backyard of Zuixianlou to find out what was going on.

After all, she had dreamed of some "fragments of her previous life" on the boat on the Stone Crow Pond, so she had to be careful this time.

Yan Chan walked to the small door in her dream and pushed it, but it was locked. People passed by here from time to time, and it would be very easy to be discovered if she climbed over the wall. It seemed that she could only enter through the main door.

......

Yan Chan crawled all the way to the backyard, avoiding many beautiful women. Her body was also covered with the smell of rouge and powder. She just hoped that the wind in the backyard would be stronger and stronger so as to blow away the sweet fragrance on her body.

Unfortunately, it was a nice day today, there was no wind at all, and even the leaves on the big tree in the backyard were barely shaking.

Yan Chan patted his body helplessly. Although he couldn't get rid of the evil spirit completely, it should at least have some effect.

If she hadn't run fast, she would have been stopped in the hall.

She saw it, and some brave young men even dared to approach her.

The Fengdu Ghost Market is incredibly inclusive.

There are all kinds of people.

Yan Chan walked around the backyard. Although not many people came here, it was not deserted. After all, the Zuixianlou, which was doing very good business, was in front of it.

She searched for a long time but couldn't find the dry well in her dream. Just as she breathed a sigh of relief and turned around, she saw a wooden bridge high up.

It was exactly the same as what she had dreamed.

Yan Chan subconsciously took a few steps back and came to the location of the dry well in her dream. The ground beneath her feet was solid, so she squatted down and picked up the dead leaves on the ground.

His fingers fiddled with the lock on the door. It was already rusty and it seemed that it had not been opened in many years.