Zhao Dazhu's mother died in the kitchen.

A fruit knife was stuck in her throat.

There was a smashed vegetable plate on the floor, as well as a tomato scrambled egg.

The tomatoes were fried very finely, and the blood-red juice ravaged the matte yellow eggs, like a puddle of devil's vomit.

Zhao Dazhu looked at his mother, trembling all over. After a few seconds, he started retching, and some yellow liquid slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Call the police, I want to call the police!"

Zhao Youyuan ran back from the stairs panting, eyes wide open: "I can't run... you can't run."

Then he picked up the phone in the living room: "Hello? Hello, hello?"

There is no sound or any display, as if the phone line was unplugged.

But in fact, it went very well.

"Did you see the murderer?" Lin Hao checked and found that Zhao Dazhu's mother was dead.

"No, I'm going to kill this bastard!"

Zhao Youyuan shook his head, his face was terrifyingly gloomy, and he rushed out the door: "Han Sheng, lend me your phone!"

ah--

Ten seconds later, another shout came from the second uncle's house.

Lin Hao's heart tightened, and he dragged Zhao Dazhu and ran to his second uncle's house.

………………

Lin Hansheng also died.

He was hit hard on the head and blood flowed all over the floor.

From Caixia’s intermittent crying, Lin Hao knew what happened——

Originally, she and her second uncle were going to come over to help cook, but she suddenly felt a stomachache, so she asked her second uncle to leave first and went to the bathroom by herself.

But not long after entering, I heard Zhao Youyuan's angry roar. When I came out, I saw Lin Hansheng dead in the living room.

'Second uncle...'

Looking at Lin Hansheng in a pool of blood, an uncontrollable sadness spread in Lin Hao's heart.

He knew it was a dream, but he still couldn't control his sadness!

He has never hated monsters in dreams as much as he does now.

………………

"Who did it? Who did it?"

Zhao Youyuan was furious and immediately picked up Lin Hansheng's home phone number, but still couldn't get through.

After a while, he suddenly slapped his forehead: "Old Li, yes! Old Li downstairs has a mobile phone."

Then he came over to lead Zhao Dazhu: "Dazhu, go with dad, it's too dangerous here."

Lin Hao's heart moved and he took the first step to hold Zhao Dazhu's hand: "Let's go together."

Although Lin Hao has tested Zhao Youyuan with the mark, so far, he has never been able to truly confirm whether the mark is effective on all monsters.

So in this dream, he will not trust anyone except Zhao Dazhu.

"Wait, don't leave me." Caixia also chased after her, and then the four of them walked downstairs together.

………………

My second uncle's house is on the third floor of the dormitory of the Cultural Relics Bureau. Uncle Li and Lin Hao on the second floor also have vague impressions.

In my memory, he was a fat uncle with a slight bald head. He always had a smile on his face and often gave him and Zhao Dazhu snacks.

Soon, the four of them arrived on the second floor. The door of the resident on the left was not closed, and the lights were a little dim, but at this moment, it seemed like a bright light.

"Lao Li is at home."

Zhao Youyuan was a little excited and rushed into the door in three steps and two steps at a time: "Old Li, Old Li!"

Lin Hao and three others also walked in.

silence.

Deathly silence, you can hear the drop of a needle.

This is a very ordinary living room. There is not much furniture in the room and it is empty. On the right side is a coffee-colored sofa, and further inside is a desk with a lunch box placed on it.

Stainless steel lunch box.

This is Lin Hansheng’s home!

"Ah! Ahhhh!!"

Caixia started screaming uncontrollably, and she ran out of the living room: "I want to get out of here, I want to get out of here!"

She rushed downstairs.

But soon, she returned to this level again.

Regardless of whether you go upstairs or downstairs, you will always return to this floor.

Ten minutes later, Caixia gave up. She sat softly on the ground, her face frighteningly ugly: "No...it's not like this. It shouldn't be like this."

"What should that be like?" Lin Hao stared at Caixia.

"should be……"

Caixia only said three words before she was interrupted by Zhao Youyuan. He pointed to the empty living room and turned pale: "Gone!"

"What's missing?" Zhao Dazhu asked.

"Corpse."

In fact, Lin Hao had already discovered that his second uncle's body had disappeared, but maybe because he knew it was a dream, after the body disappeared, he felt less uncomfortable.

"Then...where's mom?" Zhao Dazhu panicked and ran towards the door of his house.

Lin Hao followed closely behind, with magic power running in his body, always on guard against Zhao Youyuan and Caixia.

………………

The body of Zhao Dazhu's mother also disappeared.

If it weren't for the scrambled tomatoes and eggs on the ground, no one would believe that there was a body lying here ten minutes ago.

"Ghost, there is a ghost!" Zhao Youyuan lost control. He climbed up the window and jumped down: "I want to leave!"

This is only the third floor, so the possibility of falling to death is low.

"Dad!" Zhao Dazhu rushed to the window.

Outside the window, it turned dark at some point, and the fog was so hazy that I couldn't see the ground clearly.

The room became quiet again.

A full minute passed without any sound.

There was not even a sound of landing.

It was as if Zhao Youyuan just disappeared out of thin air.

"Dad! Mom!"

Zhao Dazhu also collapsed. He covered his head and shouted hysterically: "Why? Why do you do this to me? Why don't you even give me a complete dream?"

"What did you say?"

Caixia suddenly grabbed Zhao Dazhu's shoulder: "Say it again."

"Go away, don't touch him!" Lin Hao used his magic power and punched Caixia's left arm.

Creak——

There was a sharp sound of teeth chattering, and Caixia's left hand was broken.

This was because Lin Hao didn't try his best. If he hit her on the head, she would be seriously injured even if she didn't die.

Caixia grinned in pain and shed tears: "Listen...listen to me..."

"What did you say?" Lin Hao protected Zhao Dazhu behind him.

Buzz…

At this moment, the surrounding scene suddenly began to blur, and then Lin Hao found himself back in the diagnosis and treatment room.

On the desk, Zhao Dazhu slowly opened his eyes.

He woke up.

"What do you think?" Lin Hao's tone was low. He knew that this diagnosis and treatment must have failed.

"Why is this happening? I feel so much pain in my chest, as if...as if I've lost something very important."
To be continued...