7 Chapter 7
◎Nightmare x [Sleep Paralysis] nightmare√◎
It was almost midnight, and Ye Ping'an closed the account book and decided not to wait for news about the food anymore.
As soon as he lay down and looked at the time deposit certificates piled at the bedside, Ye Ping'an's face turned dark.
I went downstairs, took out the plastic-wrapped gold foil, and put it under my pillow.
Now that I have made money, I don’t have to spend the gold foil anymore, so it can just replace the discarded savings certificates.
It’s a happy thing to sleep with a pillow of gold. It would be even happier if there was more gold.
Lying down again, Ye Ping'an made a serious wish to continue yesterday's beautiful dream.
"Money comes, money comes, money comes from everywhere. Gold, silver, jewelry, banknotes are all fine, I am not picky."
The breathing sound gradually became even, and a black mist that seemed to have substance floated into the house, covering the people nearby.
The little fat man in the convenience store shuddered and his face turned pale.
Crash~crash~
In the palace built with mountains of gold and silver, Ye Ping'an rolled from one end to the other, grabbing his hands full of gold and silver.
At some point, countless gold and silver treasures fell from the sky in the palace. Ye Pingan smiled from ear to ear and ran around busily picking up the money.
More and more gold coins fell, soon flooding the ground and reaching above the knees.
More and more black fog poured into the dream, spreading from the corners of the palace to all directions.
The light in the magnificent palace dimmed, giving it a faintly eerie and oppressive air. The carved beams and painted buildings were horribly distorted, and the structure looked more like a mausoleum than a residence for the living.
The mountains of gold and silver trapped Ye Ping'an in the middle, and his range of movement became narrower and narrower, as if he was stuffed into a coffin.
Gold and silver rained down like raindrops, gradually covering Ye Ping'an. A heavy pressure trapped her limbs and her body, as if it was going to drag her into the dark tomb.
Ye Pingan happily opened his arms to welcome the golden and silver rain. He lay there in a big posture without moving, laughing, "Let the storm come even harder!"
Outside the dream, the black mist clinging to Ye Pingan paused for a moment. It seemed completely unable to understand why this human, unable to move, was not afraid at all.
Black fog surged, and the golden light of the palace in the dream was stained with a strange color by the dark ghost fire.
Gold and silver coins fluttered down, as light as paper ashes, with streams of scarlet blood oozing from the holes in the coins, and a stench like that of a corpse.
In the shadows of the mountains of gold and silver, there were clearly piles of bones intertwined, and faint cries were heard in the air, getting closer and closer.
The shadow almost swallowed Ye Ping'an, as if the dark nightmare would devour her forever in the next second.
Ye Ping'an frowned, staring suspiciously at the coins flying in strange trajectories, his expression grim, "No way? Another fake coin?!"
She stood up with a somersault, as if the weight on her body did not exist at all, and easily raised her hand to grab the falling gold coins.
The moment he grasped it, the hideous face on the gold coin disappeared.
Outside the dream, the black fog that kept pouring into the dream suddenly stopped.
Feeling the familiar weight, Ye Ping'an's unfriendly expression improved a little, "Fortunately, it's metal and not some ghost money that lacks great virtue."
Looking at the glittering golden coins, she was still a little skeptical. "Is it really gold? Counterfeit coins are so rampant, I'm almost having a psychological trauma... Hey, where's the lighter? Never mind, I can still verify it."
Ye Ping'an bit the gold coin.
Click.
There was a slight sound from the corner of the gold coin.
The painful cries erupted in the mountains of gold and silver, but could never drown out the melodious sounds of gold and silver, which reached Ye Ping'an's ears.
The black fog that covered Ye Ping'an and gradually disappeared into the dream shrank faster than when it appeared and began to flow outward, but there was an inexplicable gap with a tooth mark at the corner of the fog.
Ye Pingan looked at the tooth marks on the gold coin and smiled with satisfaction, "Not bad, not bad, it's real gold."
Her eyes were shining and she grinned, revealing a row of neat, white teeth.
The black mist trembled wildly, and the speed at which it emerged from the dream increased again.
The abnormal nightmare scene quickly disappeared, and the falling gold, silver and treasures began to dissipate at the same time, leaving only the original mountains of gold and silver.
The entire mass of fog condensed into more than a dozen hands and feet, which used their hands and feet to crawl away from Ye Ping'an and fled in panic.
When Ye Ping'an looked up, he saw that the rain of money in the sky was getting smaller.
How can this be possible?
She quickly chased after him, grabbing gold coins in each hand, "Gold! Gold, don't run away!"
The black fog had just emerged from the dream a little when it froze in place.
Ye Ping'an grabbed the gold coins in the air and stuffed them all into his arms. The black fog was like a snake with its tail pulled, stretching and deforming infinitely from the part that crawled out.
The black fog struggled to wriggle in all directions, trying to escape, but it couldn't even struggle out the tiny body that had sneaked into the dream.
Ye Ping'an grabbed one gold coin after another and enjoyed it.
The hands and feet transformed from the mist outside the dream scratched and struggled in the air, making a faint noise like nails scratching a blackboard, but they were still unable to resist and were dragged back bit by bit.
"The God of Wealth has arrived, the God of Wealth has arrived, good deeds will be rewarded..."
The phone rang, Ye Pingan turned over and reached out to turn off the phone, "Don't you know it's closed..."
The black fog that could not escape was blown away casually like dust as it turned over, and the ball of black fog hit the wall with a bang.
Only a small piece the size of a palm was left, and the remaining part was full of tattered holes and looked like it was about to collapse at any moment.
Ye Pingan was confused. "Eh—something flew out. Uh, not important."
The phone rang again.
In my sleepy eyes, I confirmed that it was an unfamiliar number. I glanced at the time and it was 3:30 in the morning.
Ye Pingan: ...
Are you sick in the middle of the night?! A chef can’t cook 24 hours a day!
She pressed the power button decisively and sank back into the quilt.
A small, broken ball of black mist squirmed silently in the house, running around and hitting the wall like a headless fly, but it could no longer escape through the building.
After bumping around for a long time, it finally hit the narrow gap between the two windows, but it was moving very slowly to get out.
The riddled mass of fog seemed to have exploded with all its strength, its color suddenly darkened, and the black fog squeezed into the gaps little by little.
In the car speeding towards the university town, the investigators looked at each other in confusion as they heard "The number you dialed is turned off."
Captain Hu picked up the phone hanging around her neck, and Lao Li grabbed her.
"Captain! As long as you can wake up from sleep paralysis, everything will be fine. It's possible to wake up on your own in the early stages. Almost no one can't wake up after their first experience of sleep paralysis. The hearse appeared in Jiang City. Your health is already very poor. Frequent use of strange objects will lead to strange resuscitations. Everyone will die!"
Captain Hu froze. Lao Li sighed, "Hurry up and drive. Xiaobai, hasn't Baixian noticed the strange aura yet?"
The hedgehog spun around in Bai Xuan's palm and cried out.
Old Li perked up, "Any results?"
Bai Xuan's face was filled with confusion. "Xue Rong just felt the same strange aura appearing in many directions. They are all very weak, not like a strange aura explosion, but more intense than normal strange changes."
"This is the hospital that takes in victims of sleep paralysis. Also, in these directions... the aura towards the Happy Hotel is the weakest." She pointed in a direction, puzzled. "Could it be that it noticed us approaching with a strange creature and ran away?"
Captain Hu's face was heavy. "[Sleep Paralysis] can affect multiple people at once. Even the weakest aura could mean the person involved is already dead."
“…” Old Li was silent.
The roar of the engine could be heard from far away in the early morning, and Ye Ping'an could not sleep well.
"It seems like there's a draft somewhere..." Ye Ping'an yawned and got up, pulled open the curtains and saw that there was a small gap in the window.
"Didn't I close the door tightly? Or was it that guy who threw the counterfeit money yesterday? He did all sorts of bad things and broke the window?"
As she got closer, the black fog ball wriggling in the shadow at the bottom of the window trembled and tried its best to speed up to get out.
Bang!
Ye Ping'an closed the window.
The glass window rolled through the window track groove, and a ball of black fog was stuck in the gap, as if it was being crushed by a millstone as high as a mountain.
It didn't even have time to utter a wail before it was shattered into pieces, melting into drops of black liquid that fell into the window frame and disappeared completely.
"The wind's gone. Fortunately, the windows aren't broken."
Ye Ping'an pushed and pulled the window twice, and it closed very smoothly. She went back to sleep peacefully.
As the survey car approached the food court, the hedgehog turned over its belly and began to flatten it.
Familiar movements, familiar roads, Bai Xuan almost suspected it was just yesterday.
"Captain, all the strange auras have disappeared..."
Investigators:?
Tracking the weirdness, the weirdness is gone?
The car stopped in front of the Xile Hotel.
Bai Xuan shook her head. "I really can't find it. The aura near the Xile Hotel is the weakest, and it disappeared completely first."
"How come it's like [life-buying money]... it disappeared inexplicably, leaving me feeling uneasy."
The new investigators discussed, "If the [Sleeping Paralysis] aura wasn't limited to this area, and if there weren't any other strange auras nearby, I would have thought it was devoured by another ghost. I hope it hasn't escaped, and that it's turned into a ghost waiting for us to find it."
The investigators filed out, fanning out along the street and knocking on doors.
The fat boy in the convenience store was drooling in his sleep. He was suddenly awakened by a knock on the door and hurried out. "Officer, what's going on?"
"Investigation," the investigator explained vaguely, then casually asked, "You slept so soundly, what did you dream about?"
"Enjoying the air conditioning, drinking iced cola... and eating a steamed bun with Chinese toon sauce, slurp."
Xiao Kui swallowed his saliva and became worried again. "Losing weight is so hard. I can only satisfy my craving in my dreams."
The investigator put away his notebook.
Well, it was a starving dream, and it was obvious that it was not attacked by the weirdness.
The food court was closed yesterday and most of the stores were empty.
Only the Xile Hotel did not receive any response after I knocked on the door several times.
Before the investigator broke in, the second-floor window was swung open.
"Can't you let me sleep..." Ye Ping'an was full of irritability after getting up. Seeing the police lights, his face turned serious. "Officer? I'm a law-abiding citizen!"
Old Li stepped forward and repeated his investigation story, asking Raohui if he was dreaming.
"Yes. It seems like gold is falling from the sky... and there are also gold coin chocolates." Ye Ping'an smacked his lips with satisfaction, "They are quite delicious."
Old Li: ...
She thought the shop owner was being dragged back into a nightmare by sleep paralysis, but it turned out to be a beautiful dream.
Forget it, as long as everyone is okay.
The new investigator looked envious: "No wonder he kept hanging up the phone and refused to wake up. No one would want to wake up!"
【Author’s words】
Weird song request: I want to escape, but I can’t.
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Thanks to the cute "Zhenxi" for 30 bottles of nutrient solution, thanks to the cute "Waiting for more every day" for 10 bottles of nutrient solution, and thanks to the cute "Why are there always no more updates" for 1 bottle of nutrient solution. Kiss everyone! Sisi will continue to work hard.
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