"No, I absolutely can't sleep.
How can I just fall asleep like this?
I must persist, at least until my uncle or Qian Wang comes over."
I told myself silently in my heart, then raised my hands and put them on my Above the eyes, he squeezed them hard.
Not to mention, this method is really effective.
My eyes opened, but the moment I opened them, I felt a little uneasy because the scene in front of me surprised me.
Am I not in the living room of Qian Xing’s house?
Why did you run outside all of a sudden?
Could it be that he was tricked?
In fact, it is impossible that there are other ghostly things in Qian Xing's house.
If there are other things, even if I haven't discovered them, my uncle will definitely find them.
But if there are no ghostly things, how can we explain everything in front of us?
At this moment, my sleepiness seemed to dissipate directly.
Maybe it was because I was scared, or maybe I woke up.
In short, I couldn't figure out what happened.
"Yue Yueming, why have you become like this?"
Suddenly a voice came into my ears, which made my heart tremble.
This voice sounded very familiar, and at that moment, I recognized the owner of the voice, Han Bing.
Yes, it's Han Bing's voice, but how could Han Bing appear in Qian Xing's home?
No, it doesn't seem that the place I'm staying at is Qian Xing's home.
Maybe I fell asleep and am just dreaming now. , but why do I dream about Han Bing?
While I was thinking about this, I pinched my arm hard, and sure enough, it didn't hurt at all, which meant that I was definitely dreaming now.
"Yue Yueming, what's wrong with you, don't you recognize me?"
Han Bing's voice continued to reach my ears, and I couldn't help but shake my head helplessly.
This dream was just like reality.
At first, Han Bing's voice was a little surprised, but now it seemed that there was a hint of surprise in his voice.
Made some angry noises.
I shook my head again.
No matter what, just dream.
As for why Han Bing appeared in my dream, it doesn’t matter.
Just take advantage of the opportunity to relax and relax.
After traveling with my uncle for so long, men can relax. when.
"Hey, I'm talking to you.
Did you encounter something that broke your soul?
Really, come with me quickly and let my master show you if there is any hope of saving you."
Han Bing's voice reached my ears for the third time, but this time it was different from before.
Han Bing appeared in front of me.
"Well, it's okay.
I remember I was there just now.
Forget it, it doesn't matter where I am.
Where did you just say you wanted to take me?"
I originally wanted to explain it to Han Bing in front of me, but when I thought about it now The next time I dreamed, I swallowed all the words of explanation into my stomach.
"I mean, why are you like this?
Let's go, don't talk anymore, come with me to my master and let her see what's going on with you."
Han Bing stretched out his hand and pulled my arm.
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Walk forward.
This dream is so real.
I can even feel the faint body temperature on Han Bing's hand clearly.
I don't know why, but I suddenly feel very comfortable in my heart.
I seem to like being held by Han Bing's hand very much.
At this moment, I almost had the urge not to wake up from this dream.
Bah, bah, bah, what am I thinking?
How could I have such an idea?
Really, what a weird dream.
Just like that, I was dragged by Han Bing and walked forward step by step in a daze, looking at the unfamiliar yet familiar environment around me.
After a while, I arrived at the "death gate" of Han Bing's courtyard.
I saw the room where Master Han Bing usually practiced.
"Wait a moment, I'll inform my master, and then I'll help you find out what's going on."
Han Bing let go of the hand that had been holding mine and said to me softly, then turned around and went to where her master was practicing.
There was a few gentle knocks on the door of the room.
"Who is it?"
The voice of Han Bing's master, my uncle, came from inside.
I heard it really clearly.
It felt like it was real, not like a dream at all.
"Master, it's me.
I have something urgent to ask you about Liang Yueming."
Han Bing stood respectfully outside the door and replied through the door.
"I still have some things to deal with.
Whose business are you talking about?"
Han Bing's master said halfway, and his tone suddenly increased by half a point.
Han Bing looked at me in surprise, and then said to the door: "My classmate Liang Yueming is the one who rescued Zhang Qingyu before."
Han Bing seemed to be afraid that her master didn't know about me, so she came behind again Added, of course, Han Bing does not know the relationship between me and her master, otherwise she would never have added such a sentence deliberately.
"What's wrong with Liang Yueming?"
Master Han Bing's voice suddenly became louder, seeming a little anxious.
And I just stood aside and curled my lips.
This dream was really strange.
Even if all this was true, my uncle wouldn't be so worried. creak The door was opened, and Han Bing's master rushed out of the room.
He immediately saw me standing by with my mouth curled.
"Yue Ming, what's wrong with you?
How did you become like this?"
Han Bing's master came out and rushed straight in front of me.
He observed me carefully from top to bottom, and then looked at me with a lot of surprise. asked me.
This dream is really strange.
First, Han Bing appeared in front of me and asked me why I became like this.
Then it turned into her master and asked me why I became like this.
What did I become like?
What a head has grown Thinking of this, I touched my head and found that there was only one head and the facial features were normal.
"What have I become?"
Although I knew this was just a dream, I still wanted to know what would happen next, so I simply asked according to what Han Bing and her master said.
At the same time, I touched my nose with some embarrassment.
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Haha, I always feel a little weird after knowing that I am dreaming.
"Why did you become a soul?
Is your soul out of body?
Are you in any trouble?"
Han Bing's master asked me with a concerned look on his face.
I'm going, it's getting more and more ridiculous.
I just had a dream, and I had an out-of-body experience.
Wait, the out-of-body experience must be that I really had an out-of-body experience.
Otherwise, how can you explain my appearance here?
What about the situation No, no, no, I guess I’m overthinking it.
I couldn’t open my eyes before: