Chapter 142: Someone under the bed (7)

Ghosts poured out from under the bed, and Tangcuo fell into a loop again.
He divided his mind into three functions, searching the remaining rooms while resisting ghost attacks while still thinking. If his brain is a spinning top, then he is the one with a whip beside him. Thinking, it will not affect him at all.
First of all, it is certain that the apartment at this moment is not a real reality, as long as he is still repeating the process of waking up, then he is still trapped in a so-called dream.
The situation at the moment was like a dream in a dream. He was soberly aware that he was dreaming and waking up constantly in the dream, but he couldn't escape the dream. His declining health value can prove that this is not a simple time reset, because the health value has not been reset, nor the skill cd. Time is moving forward, but he is trapped by dreams.
If the fierce ghost college is a dream, you can leave by turning on the anti-dog. There are also anti-dogs in the apartment, neither of which can be easily approached.
The former is set to an absolute distance, while the latter simply cannot get out of the apartment building. Does a similar setting mean that both dreams can be left by lighting up the anti-dog side? Is it just a difficulty increase?
Such speculation seems reasonable, but Tang Cuo still feels something is wrong. Peach Blossom is certainly a doubt, but another doubt haunts Tang Cuo's heart, making him unable to ignore it, but he can't tell exactly what it is.
Seeing that the entire apartment building was almost searched by him, he still couldn't find his life box, and Tang Cuo didn't hesitate anymore, took out another prop from Wen Xiaoming-Mini Hand·Crossbow.
Crossbows and arrows rushed through the wind and went straight to the signboard of "Jugou Paradise" as fast as lightning.
Not far from the signboard, the lines have not moved.
Tang Cuo frowned, he was staring at the crossbow and arrow and flew out, the signboard was close again, and it was impossible to miss. He then shot a few more arrows, only listening to the sound of the wind breaking into a line, and the sign was still intact.
This is too strange. If he couldn’t even get the crossbow and arrow close to the signboard, wouldn’t he be trapped here forever? Is this copy so difficult?
After all, this is just a copy of e-zone.
"Signboard..." Tang Cuo pondered the word in a low voice, just then, a ghost rushed over and grabbed his ankle. He paused a moment, and the other ghosts swarmed up immediately.
The cold sealed his joints, and he fell to the ground unexpectedly. His ribs seemed to have broken, and his throat was sweet. Fortunately, he reached out in time to grab the corner of the table to prevent it from being dragged away. Looking back at an instant fireball, the ghost holding his ankle ate and let go.
Through the pain of ribs breaking, Tang Cuo's mind became clear and clear, and finally understood where the problem was-the signboard, which was basically a smoke and fog bomb!
This is a misunderstanding.
Tang Cuo found the switch at the signboard of "Meng Gui Paradise" and woke up on the apartment bed when he turned on the switch, so he subconsciously thought that the signboard was the key to escape from the dream. Everything that happened in the school of fierce ghosts was a dream.
But if it is the other way around, is the ridiculous fierce ghost academy true?
Back in time, he returned to the dormitory with the captain of the patrol and got the information with the extremely ill-fated character, inferring that he might be the next target of the murderer, so he lay in bed and pretended to sleep, waiting for the murderer.
Later, he fell asleep, and when he woke up again, he found a new dead person, but he was fine. Then he felt there was a problem with the signboard and went to check it.
In the process, he has experienced falling asleep and waking up.
What if he didn't wake up at all? The murderer came to the door while he was asleep, and everything he experienced at the moment was an artificially created "dream cage".
Correct guesses still need empirical evidence.
All thoughts happened in a flash, Tang Cuo stood up holding the wound, his face pale and his eyes brightened. He glanced at the opportunity to jump back to the room and wake up again.
The health value fell again by 10%.
Tang Cuo skillfully took out the potion and bored, looking around. If the murderer is really controlling the dream, trying to kill him here, where is the murderer at this moment?
Is he also in this dream?
No, Tang Tso has just searched the inside and outside of the apartment just now. There is no second person here. And he can wait for Tang Cuo to be trapped and die inside without having to be in danger.
This is by far the most reasonable guess as to why the murderer can escape smoothly, because he doesn't have to wait for the target to die after he starts.
But how can one get rid of the dream?
The murderer must not want him to escape, so even if there is an escape route, it must be well hidden, maybe there is no way out at all.
Ghosts poured out from under the bed again, but Tang Cuo did not have a second capsule CD machine to block the road, so he started the apartment escape journey again. At this time his body was very tired, his feet were like lead, and there was no temperature in his fingertips.
Fortunately, his fireball technique is becoming more and more proficient. The basic fireball technique and magic fireball technique rewarded by the system are thrown out at the same time. The roaring fire ball is heading towards the ghosts and bursting into meteors.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
The sharp cries are like needle rain all over the world, everywhere. Tang Cuo's brain tingled, and his feet slipped, but the sword in his hand pierced out in disappointment.
The moment he fell, he adjusted his posture to a sliding shovel, and quickly climbed up with one hand, but when he looked up, he saw another flesh in the belly of the ghost.
When the flesh fell to the ground, he divided his limbs, turned his head, and opened his eyes--
Four eyes are opposite.
It's a ghost baby.
Tang Cuo looked at the swollen head and the deformed limbs as if they had been soaked in formalin. A drop of sweat slipped from his temples, and was quickly cut by a sharp blade. Tang Cuo's figure was like a wind, taking the risk of being surrounded by ghosts, fully stimulating his sprinting skills, and a sword pierced the ghost baby's brain.
The baby cried suddenly, Tang Cuo's hand shook uncontrollably, but his eyes remained firm. As he turned his wrist, the sword of ruling was stirred in the ghost baby's head, and at the same time, Shenghui's ruling skyrocketed, shining across the corridor instantly.
"boom--"
The two sides were blasted together, and Tang Cuo immediately followed [air walk], and the 90-degree turn slid down the stairs handrail, and from the fourth floor to the third floor in a blink of an eye.
Looking at the dark corridor, Tangcuo kept walking. The voice-activated lamp lights up with the sound of his footsteps, but he still can't keep up with his footsteps, and can only follow him forever like a chaser.
In the changing light and shadow, Tang Cuo is thinking: What is the real dream?
Is false.
Dreams are illusory. Although there are dreams at night and dreams at night, it is also based on reality to a certain extent, but false is false. Whose dream is this?
Tang Cuo's own.
If Jin Cheng is here, he will definitely say: Lao Tzu's dream Lao Tzu is in charge.
Thinking of this, Tang Cuo couldn't help but hooked the corner of his mouth, feeling that he was deeply poisoned. Otherwise, how could you dance to this virtue on the verge of death, you can still think of Jin Cheng.
Thinking of Jin Cheng, he thought of a prop [Mr. Crow's Feather] in the equipment column that has not been used so far, and decided to gamble. Anyway, he can be resurrected if he dies.
Fearless.
Without further ado, Tang Cuo took out the two remaining tears of the Secret Lake and poured one in his mouth. This thing has always been used by him against the enemy, this is the first time it is used on himself.
He hadn't tasted anything yet, and the strong sense of dizziness made him kneel on the ground on one knee without leaning on the sword.
【Tears of the Secret Lake】has a strong hallucinogenic effect. He managed to raise his head, wherever he could see, the corridor began to bend, and the ghosts that followed him, like the ink dripping into the water, began to blur.
It feels like Babai’s myopic eyes are drinking fake wine, which is a bit of a brain.
At this time, Tang Cuo's mental concussion index had soared to 38, and the stormy wind in the spiritual sea, but dyed with a hint of drunk pink, evolved from a disaster film to a stream of consciousness.
It is Tang Cuo who is the mirror. He wants the light to have the light. He wants the stars to have no moon. He wants to rule that the Holy Glow shines on the earth, leaving no trace of darkness.
[Sword of Judgment], the sword of Lord Theodore, the Kingdom of the Hundred Flowers, it is rumored that when the Judgment of Holy Glory shines on the earth, all darkness will be nothing.
When Tangcuo got it, it was still in a damaged state and has not yet been repaired. However, under the dual effects of hallucinations and dreams, Tang Cuo said that it was repaired, that is, it was repaired.
He stood up again, raised the full version of the sword of judgment, and slashed it down. The light bloomed from the tip of the sword, the curved corridors, and the twisted ghosts all disappeared.
Until Tangcuo was completely engulfed.
"!" Tang Cuo sat up from the bed violently, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the peach branches by the window and the curtains blown by the night wind. Looking over the half-open window, the sign of "Meng Gui College" was strikingly visible.
He really came back.
Too cold to sweat, Tang Cuo immediately leaned down to look under the bed, empty inside.
No, there is a peach petal in the corner where the sun is shining.
The murderer is just here!
It's a window!
Tang Cuo couldn't put on his shoes, flashed over the window, and when he landed, his eyes locked on the black figure flashing in the path ahead. He pursued closely, but the other party's speed was also very fast, not long after, he chased the other party and came to the small garden.
The floodlight peach blossoms are still quietly open, like dreams, but people are gone.
It was already in the afternoon at this time, and the sun was no longer strong towards the evening, but it was still like fire burning on the ghost of Tangcuo. He was still calm, took the rain boots obtained from the copy of "The World" and put on it, and put on the sunglasses produced by Wen Xiaoming, and walked firmly in the forefront of fashion.
After turning around in the small garden, he found no one, and his eyes fell on Peach Tree again, thoughtfully.
But as he had tried before, no matter how he cut it, the peach tree was unscathed.
He decided to look at the signboard again.
Of course, he had to find a place to hide from the sun before going. Opening the character panel, the health value has fallen below 10% again, but there is not much medicine left. If you continue this way, Jin Cheng may have to stay widowed.