Giving the Interstellar a Small Horror Shock

Naili, who didn't need much sleep in her previous life, couldn't rest long even after death, for she had transmigrated to the interstellar era. Overly advanced technology brought forth a di...

Chapter 180 Dreaming

Finally, she came out of the kitchen carrying a large red plastic plate with a circle of red and white peach-shaped pastries on it. In the middle was a huge pig's head with a handful of unlit incense sticks stuffed in the pig's mouth.

The director's mother has very slender arms, but with such slender arms, she can always steadily hold such a large plate of food, the weight of which can be felt just by looking at it.

If Zibai and Nanpeng had not intentionally stayed awake to find out what was going on, they would probably not have been awake to see such a scene. After all, the director's mother was not wearing shoes and was walking barefoot on the floor, so she didn't make any sound the whole time.

"Three evil spirits are above."

Two pairs of eyes watched her slowly kneel down at the door of the room emitting a faint red light, her back bent forward, her forehead touching the ground, her elbows supporting the floor, and her palms holding a red plate.

She maintained this posture and kowtowed four times silently, and the tightly closed door slowly opened.

Zibai stared at the door. How did it open? The director's mother didn't touch the door even once, so did someone open it from the inside?

Because of the distance, he did not hear the dean's mother's words "Three evil spirits are above", so he thought there was someone hiding in the house.

But Nanpeng is different.

From Zibai's perspective, the director's mother's figure just blocked the things in front of her, while from Nanpeng's side, he could still see a little corner. He clearly saw a pair of black hands clinging to the door panel, and it was them that opened the door.

The director's mother raised her head slightly, then immediately lowered her head again while shaking her body. She gently placed the red plate on the ground with both hands and pushed it forward.

Zibai couldn't see what happened next, so he could only look at Nanpeng, trying to analyze something from his expression.

Nan Peng's eyes fell on the large plate of food. They had seen what the children in the orphanage ate today, but now, the director mother brought out a plate of food like this...

The pair of black hands quickly fell on those things, as if they couldn't wait any longer, but the next moment they obviously shrank back, retracted their fingers, and only took out the bundle of incense from the pig's mouth.

The director's mother was fixed at the door like a stone sculpture. If her body had not been shaking slightly, people might have suspected that she had died on the spot.

Nan Peng felt that she must be very tired. Maintaining such a kneeling position was not an easy thing at all. But even though it was very uncomfortable, the director's mother still chose not to get up.

Maybe it's because of the black hand?

The ticking of the clock never stopped. Nan Peng relied on this sound to sense the passage of time. The hand brought the incense in for a long time and did not come out.

But gradually a faint smell filled the air, a little fragrant, but not floating, but calm...

Nan Peng twitched his nose. It was clearly the smell of incense. It looked like the incense sticks were lit inside. Then he thought again. The incense sticks in the bundle looked like there were at least dozens of them. Did they need to light so many at once?

As he continued to think, he didn't realize that his body was "softening" little by little, and every muscle seemed to feel relaxed in the smoke.

No one knew how they fell asleep, not even the two people in the room. It wasn't until the next day when sunlight streamed into the house through the window that Qian Xingxing suddenly woke up.

He was breathing heavily, looking at Minghui who had not yet woken up beside him, and he was unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

He was dreaming.

Just last night, he had a dream.

In this orphanage, in this room, he rose from this little bed, as if it were just another night wake-up.

Minghui was injured, so he naturally slept inside.

Qian Xingxing in the dream didn’t know he was dreaming. He glanced at Minghui’s sleeping face, then tiptoed out of bed.

The children were sleeping in a mess, and some of them had their quilts half fallen out. Qian Xingxing covered them up again.

Looking at the sleeping faces of the children, he was a little confused for a moment. What was he doing up? It seemed that he didn't want to go to the toilet.

I'm confused.

Qian Xingxing looked around the room in confusion. The moonlight was dim and there were no curtains on the windows of the room. The faint light shone in and fell on the floor.

He looked at the moonlight on the floor and felt a little sleepy again.

Swish,

Just when he thought he should go back and lie down to sleep, a dark shadow walked quickly across the small area of ​​floor illuminated by moonlight.

Qian Xingxing's vision darkened for a moment, and his whole body was shocked, and all sleepiness disappeared in an instant.

"Who?" He asked in a restrained voice, but the only answer he got was the silence in the room.

There was no one outside the window. The evening breeze rustled through the leaves, making a particularly creepy sound in the dark night.

He didn't think that the fleeting shadow was his illusion, so he turned around and planned to go outside to take a look.

He should have asked someone to go with him. People who act alone are more likely to get into trouble, aren't they? But he didn't realize this. As mentioned earlier, he didn't even know he was dreaming.

"Brother?" Just as he approached the door of the room, a voice called him from behind.

Qian Xingxing turned around and found that it was the little girl who told him during the day that she was going to sneak into the kitchen. She woke up for some reason, pulled her skirt, rubbed her eyes, and walked towards him in a daze. She consciously reached out and grabbed a few of Qian Xingxing's fingers.

"I want to go to the bathroom." As she spoke, her eyes were about to close again and her body fell to the side. Qian Xingxing quickly picked up her whole body.

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