nycdaug Chapter 384 [Domain·Drowning] Dreams and Reality
Chapter 384 [Domain·Drowning] Dreams and Reality
The sudden close proximity of the drowned ghost to his face caused Chen Ji to take a step back.
He was wrong. The ghost in his nightmare was neither Huang Ying nor Zhang Wenxuan!
But himself.
Unexpected, yet reasonable, since both the guidance and the characteristics corresponding to the nine ghosts indicated that the ghosts would definitely come looking for them.
But what Chen Ji wanted to know was, was this a dream, or were the ghosts in the dream real?
He saw the ghost beckon to him, its pale lips moving constantly, water droplets slowly flowing out, as if it were calling him to come out.
But Chen Ji couldn't hear anything.
There was only a series of chirping sounds, like the chirping of a cricket, which were high-frequency and fast, and made people feel annoyed.
What exactly is it saying?
Chen Ji frowned. Hong Tian had also mentioned that he had heard strange noises as well. The drowned ghosts in that ghost team were also making eerie noises, buzzing like mosquitoes.
He didn't make any rash moves, but remained in his original position, silently observing. It seemed that the ghost couldn't get into the house.
After a while...
The drowned ghost, who looked exactly like Chen Ji, finally shut its mouth.
It slowly retreated, and for some reason, Chen Ji saw a trace of regret on the ghost's face.
Was the replacement unsuccessful because I didn't go out...?
He muttered a curse in his mind, but less than two seconds later, the door was slammed open, and in the hazy moonlight, there was the figure of the drowning ghost!
The ghost waded through the water and slowly entered the house.
squeak.
It started talking again.
It looks like an insect.
But as he drew closer, Chen Ji retreated step by step, finally managing to make out two syllables amidst the continuous, strange noises—
Chirp, squeak.
wrong.
The ghost's lips moved so fast that if you slowed it down dozens of times, it would only say two words, two very simple words—
The ghost shut its mouth.
The next second, it suddenly pronounced two words clearly and distinctly:
to die.
Chen Ji's expression changed slightly. This ghost was no longer hiding its malice; it wanted him dead!
But how could a ghost have found him? It was Teacher Zhan who first had the nightmare!
Upon seeing that the drowned ghost's face was his own, he had an idea: the three beings in the room must all be facing their own ghosts.
In other words, on his side, Tongzi and Agou were asleep, while on the other two's side, he was asleep!
Are the three of them just unlucky and destined to be replaced today?
impossible!
This kind of thing, which is purely a matter of luck, is not impossible in the domain, but it definitely won't happen this early!
The ghost's hand had already touched Chen Ji. The touch was extremely strange, damp and cold, like touching a water bubble... Chen Ji could even feel the grooves on the drowned ghost's wrinkled skin from being soaked in water.
At this point, he had nowhere to retreat. Behind him was Teacher Zhan's bed. Instinctively, Chen Ji took out the Bashe snake, ready to escape.
But just then...
His head suddenly went blank, and his vision went black, as if he were suffocating.
At the same time, he felt his throat suddenly begin to spasm slightly.
What exactly is this ghost's ability?
No, to be precise, what exactly was the method used by this ghost to replace her?
The ghost's lips continued to move, urging Chen Ji to die!
Hypoxia, laryngospasm...
Chen Ji suddenly raised his hand, touched his ear, then his nose, and sure enough!
He touched his hands and they were wet.
The river water, mixed with silt, slowly flowed out of his body, while the skin on his hands had turned pale and, upon closer inspection, appeared somewhat swollen.
He suddenly gagged violently, and with a splash, he vomited a mouthful of river water mixed with a piece of waterweed.
Chen Ji understood; he was gradually turning into the appearance of a drowned ghost!
At this moment, Chen Ji was like someone who had fallen into a river, but he couldn't see the water surrounding him at all.
He was very skeptical about whether the Bashe splitting was actually effective, because this was no longer ordinary damage, but more like being cursed.
But there must be a way out. Where is that way out?
Why did that ghost appear in my dream? Why wasn't Chen Ji affected from the beginning?
At this moment, Chen Ji was already having trouble breathing, but just then, a wisp of wind drifted in from outside the door.
Very cold.
Very comfortable.
It's oxygenated and very humid.
Chen Ji seized the opportunity and darted out, ready to escape through the door!
The closer he got to the door and the farther he was from the ghost, the weaker the feeling of drowning became, until it almost completely disappeared.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Ji had already lifted his foot, about to step over the threshold—
But then it suddenly stopped.
He remembered what the ghost looked like when it first appeared.
The ghost was trying to call him out as it spoke... but if there was a way out outside, why would the ghost do that?
Chen Ji took a step back.
The familiar feeling of oxygen deprivation returned.
No, think back again, what exactly is the difference between inside and outside?
Inside is Teacher Zhan's room.
Teacher Zhan... Chen Ji suddenly remembered that Teacher Zhan had said that all his dreams were set in the same place, in his room!
Only rooms.
The outdoor area, the loess slope, was never mentioned at all.
In other words, as long as you're in this room, you're in a dream.
But what if we go outside?
A cool breeze drifted in from outside again...
Chen Ji sniffed.
This time, he vaguely sensed a moisture in the wind, as if he were walking in the outside world on a foggy day.
Chen Ji raised his head.
The moon was bright and the stars were shining. The stars were almost too bright. There was no fog at all.
He took another step back.
If he were inside, then it would all be a dream.
But if he steps out of the house, what he steps into... might be reality?
Chen Ji glanced at his hand again.
It's still the same as before, pale and slightly swollen, like it's been in a bath for too long.
It hasn't gotten weaker, but it hasn't gotten any worse either.
Chen Ji took a deep breath and completely gave up the idea of going out. He slowly approached the ghost. No more symptoms appeared on his body, but he couldn't breathe.
The distance shortened once again. This time, Chen Ji discovered that the ghost only looked wet, but strangely, as a drowned ghost, it didn't have any fishy smell of river water on it.
At that moment, he finally realized one thing.
That means the drowned ghost in the house is fake.
They should really still be outside.
Just then, a series of footsteps sounded, very familiar, patter, patter!
Huang Ying's crystal sandals!
Immediately afterwards——
"call!"
Chen Ji woke up.
The warm yellow light from the desk lamp pierced his eyes.
As soon as he regained consciousness, he heard the boy suddenly gasp for breath, and almost a few seconds later, he opened his eyes.
The two looked at each other.
Chen Ji instantly confirmed that his guess was correct.
But when his gaze shifted to the very edge, his heart sank.
Three makeshift beds on the floor....
The spot on the far right, which belonged to Ah Gou, was completely empty.
There was no one there.
Only on the bedding was a large patch of water stains.
"Agou is dead."
The boy's tone was gloomy.