They're going to go berserk! They're going to go berserk!
The dream demon's face was full of anticipation.
But when he turned his head, he saw that Chu Hongluan had her brows furrowed.
"Why? Are you regretting it? But the Chu Renmei in the dream has no personal consciousness. All her reactions are derived from the settings I gave her. A dream is just a dream after all."
Chu Hongluan was slightly taken aback, then smiled bitterly, "I'm sorry, I was obsessed."
As a woman herself, she really couldn't bear to see women suffer.
Cutting meat with a dull knife is too tedious; it's better to let her go all out and do it!
"Senior, how about granting me authorization to alter dreams?"
"Want to try it out yourself? Come on, lean closer."
The dream demon extended its icy fingertip and touched Chu Hongluan's brow. A deep blue halo entered, and Chu Hongluan immediately felt that she had formed a secret connection with the dream. With just a thought, she could switch to a god's-eye view, as if she were playing a base-building game.
Let's have another storyline develop simultaneously.
Chu Hongluan took stock of the derivative life forms in the village; these would be her usable tools.
Chu Hongluan's gaze fell on a family where only the male head of the household was a real person; his wife and son were derivative beings.
The dream demon said that before the man came to Peach Blossom Village, he was suspicious all day long because his wife was too beautiful. He always felt that his wife would be unfaithful to him, and he also suspected that the child was not his own. Later, he came home drunk and killed his wife and child. After sobering up, he regretted his actions.
"You dog of a man, go to hell!" Chu Hongluan cursed, and directly implanted a dream within a dream in him. In the dream, he suspected his wife of cheating, tortured and killed her, and drowned his son in the bathtub.
Then Chu Hongluan waved her hand and reset his wife and son, these two derivative lives, injecting hatred into them, changing them into undead, and completely replacing them into the "Kayako" form and the "Junxiong" form.
At the same time, Chu Renmei, who had been drowned, was wrapped in a tattered mat and lay alone in the deserted wilderness.
At this moment, several children who had studied and learned to read in a private school secretly ran here carrying shovels.
They cried as they gritted their teeth and dug a pit, trying to bury Chu Renmei.
The four children worked for more than half an hour, getting themselves covered in mud. They wiped their faces without much concern and then worked together to lift the body into the pit. As they covered it with soil, the children choked up with sobs.
"Aunt Chu, I'm sorry..."
"Bu Wantian is a scoundrel!"
"He wanted to become a son-in-law of a wealthy family! He hired a man to ruin your reputation! He's the one who killed you!"
With a whoosh, two cold, pale hands suddenly pierced through the mat and stood upright!
"ah--"
The children burst into screams, dropped their shovels, and ran away in a panic.
Chu Hongluan smiled coldly, her hands constantly adding new things to the dream.
Tremble, humans!
Oh? There's a well here? It wouldn't be too much to ask if Sadako crawled out, would it?
Oh? This little girl likes to sleep while cuddling a doll? Wouldn't it be fair to replace the doll with Annabelle?
Fight on, twisted beings!
Fight on, Nun!
Fight on, Hannibal!
Fight on, Fusang Sister!
Everyone, let's get hyped!
Finally, infuse it with soul, and a terrifying background music begins!
The melodious sounds of Cantonese opera filled the air as a figure danced in the stream, her stiff joints making a cracking sound.
From the deep well, a woman in white with disheveled hair, all hanging forward, slowly climbed out.
The bed suddenly became cold.
A body that is fully conscious but completely unable to move.
A dark figure following behind the night watchman.
Twin little girls holding hands in the alley.
An alien creature twists and crawls rapidly in the darkness...
Heart-wrenching screams rose and fell—the symphony of the night had begun in full swing—
At this moment, Bu Wantian and the rich heiress were enjoying a romantic evening together. They had just resolved the biggest obstacle in their relationship, and they were in high spirits.
The night wind was damp and cold, gently swaying the curtains.
The peak of love is about to be reached!
It's this very moment!
Bu Wantian saw that the person blooming beneath him had turned into a hideous female corpse, her body swollen and festering! One pus-filled eyeball drooped outside its socket, and her gaping maw stretched straight to the corner of her jaw!
The rich heiress saw her beloved man transformed into Brother Biao, bleeding from all seven orifices, half his face torn off, his internal organs ripped out, and his intestines spilling out everywhere!
"ah--"
"ah--"
Two screams echoed through the sky.
The fear of spawning life is not really fear, so this scene was projected into the dreams of everyone in the village in real time. As long as they were asleep, they would be automatically put into the role. Some people became Bu Wantian in their dreams, and some became rich heiresses.
It's worth mentioning, however, that the dreams woven by the Dream Demons are incredibly realistic in terms of sensory experience.
As for Brother Biao himself, he's still alive and well. After all, dreams rely on real people to provide the energy of fear, so it's not good to actually kill the real person. However... in the dream, he became a rich heiress.
Another strange new experience has been added.
Tonight, let's party! Tonight, let's not sleep!
The dream demon stared in disbelief at its soaring energy level and couldn't resist giving Chu Hongluan a big kiss!
Chu Hongluan glanced at her, silently wiped the drool off her face, and began searching for Mo Yu's movements in her dream.
Let's see how the male protagonist in this book will handle it.
The first thing I saw was the ghost nun being torn in two by Mo Yu's bare hands!
...
Chu Renmei watched from the sidelines, as she was more skilled at mental attacks, which had little effect on Mo Yu.
No matter what, Mo Yu, as the chief disciple of the Sword Pavilion, has killed countless demons and monsters with his sword. He is a true elite who has been forged in blood. Even if he can't remember how to use his spiritual power now and his mind is very dull, he still has the physical strength of a Golden Core cultivator. If they were to fight in real combat, he would be enough to give these demons and monsters a hard time.
Seeing that the ghost nun had met her end, Chu Renmei hurriedly went to fetch reinforcements.
Thus, the famous scene unfolded—the battle between the proud swordsman and Kayako.
Mo Yu, wielding a stick he'd pulled from the shovel, swung it out first! The next second, Kayako vanished from sight!
A strong gust of wind lashed from behind! Mo Yu reacted quickly, rolling to the side! He narrowly avoided the dense, piercing gusts of long hair!
Suddenly, my shoulders slumped! Two pale legs drooped down at my sides!
Mo Yu suddenly looked up! He saw a boy covered in talcum powder sitting on his shoulders, grinning at him with his big teeth!
Enraged, Mo Yu grabbed the boy's arm without a word and flung him three zhang away! At the same time, he himself suddenly lost his balance and fell forward! He was dragged backward!
Kayako's hair caught his ankle!
Mo Yu's heart skipped a beat. He twisted his waist and abdomen, and using the speed of being pulled closer, he swung his staff straight at Kayako's face!
Kayako was forced to pull back her hair and retreat!
Mo Yu pressed his advantage, his strength surpassing all others. The long staff changed lengths with each move, and with each strike, sand and stones flew!
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