I'm very yin physique, and I'm really distressed, and when I encounter something supernatural, I am guaranteed to have a meal that I can't stop sleeping.
In the dream, I actually felt that I was awake, but in fact, it was a conscious brain wave at work, and I was sleeping in bed.
Ghosts all use this kind of brain wave to affect people's brain waves, so as to form a kind of communication medium, and my yin constitution just provides a good channel for them to be a spiritual medium.
I looked at the man covered in mud and water consciously, with a pained expression on his face, and his body slowly approached me in a very strange position "Who are you," I asked in my dream.
"Help, it's so cold there, help me," the man said to me with a pained look on his face.
I knew that I couldn't use anything in real life in my dreams, and if I was in danger, I could only chant with my own consciousness, or chant with my heart to summon the wood into my dreams.
So, step by step, the man approached me, and I slowly moved behind me under my feet, trying to keep a certain distance from the man.
I was extremely nervous, squinted at the man in front of me and said: "You can find me and enter my dream again, you should have died, I don't ask how you died, and I won't easily agree to help you, if you can find me, you should know who I am, you can say something, as for whether you can help you or not, it depends entirely on me."
"I'm the one you're looking for, but I don't remember why I'm in that tin box, can you help me find out the cause of my death?"
As the man spoke, his mouth gushed black and some red blood from the pig's liver, which looked disgusting.
I put my hand over my nose, and even in my dreams, I could clearly feel all the changes around me, including touch and smell.
What came out of the man's mouth was blood, and it was the kind of blood that had begun to rot, and the air was filled with a fishy and foul smell, and if my heart wasn't strong enough, I would have vomited by now.
Sensing my movements, the man stood still three meters away from me, looking at me pleadingly, his bare skin outside his torn clothes showing a blue-gray color.
How do you describe that blue-gray?
Let's just say that the first thing you feel is "cold" A chill that starts from the soles of your feet and slowly spreads throughout your body, and you feel the person on the other side as if you have just come out of the freezer, and the whole body is exuding cold.
I didn't hide my disgust, I took a step back, covered my nose and said: "I'm not a policeman, you can find me because of my spiritual quality, if you want me to help you, it's not impossible, but I have to exchange conditions for helping you souls." ” The man nodded, and the head on his neck, as if it was going to fall off at any moment, dangled around his neck, and it looked really uncomfortable for all the senses in his body.
"As long as you can help me find out the cause of my death, I am willing to exchange with you if you can ask for the terms of exchange."
"Oh, you don't even know what the conditions are, so you agreed to me so easily," I said with my eyes narrowed and wary. aa2705221: