After the Little Crybaby Enters the Nightmare Cycle

Chi Nan followed her gaze, and a little light shone from the crack of door 211 at the end of the corridor.

He retracted his gaze and thanked the female teacher politely: "Okay, thank you teacher."

"What are the opening hours of the school doctor's room?" Chi Nan asked again.

The female teacher stunned mechanically, as if running some complicated program, and then said for a moment: "Theoretically, it is from nine in the morning to six in the afternoon, but the doctor has a special instruction that can be adjusted appropriately for students who require living alone. School medical room development time."

She changed her stiff expression and smiled at the corners of her lips: "You can go anytime, just knock on the door. If the doctor is there, you won't be rejected."

Chi Nan nodded: "Thank you, I see."

He took the key of 210 and went straight to the end of the corridor and knocked on the door of 211.

But although the light was on in the house, no one came to open the door.

Chi Nan didn't insist too much, knocked three times and no one answered and then gave up. He returned to 210 and opened the door of his dormitory.

The moment the door opened, he shivered. It seemed that the heating was not turned on inside the dormitory, and the windows on the west side were not closed tightly. The wind and snow made a loud noise. The shadows of dead branches on the playground were still shaking on the windowpanes. At first glance, it looks like countless dry hands trying to test the room.

Chi Nan calmly turned on the light, and the first thing after putting down his luggage was to close the window to cut off the wind and snow like a knife.

But even though it was closed, the temperature in the room did not rise much. He quickly checked the room and finally gave up after confirming that there were no heating measures.

After taking a hot shower, Chi Nan quickly got into the quilt, covered himself tightly, and kept sucking his red nose.

It seemed that he had really caught a cold. He sucked twice and held his nose for a while, and finally reluctantly got out of the quilt and got up to take cold medicine.

The place where the luggage was placed was just opposite the window, and the dazzling snow lit up the night. From Chi Nan's perspective, the snowman pile in the middle of the playground could be seen clearly.

One, two, three... sixteen, seventeen, there are a total of seventeen snowmen on the playground.

Chi Nan took out his phone and zoomed in and took a group photo of Snowman. Although the camera technology was not as good as Ye Chang's, no one could help him now, so he could only make do with it.

Everything was right, Chi Nan fell into bed groggy and fell asleep.

It was supposed to be a good night without dreams, but Chi Nan unexpectedly woke up at four o'clock in the morning.

‘Boom, boom’

As if someone was knocking on the window, Chi Nan poked his head out of the quilt and looked towards the window. Only the shadow of the mottled dead tree on the glass came into his sight.

Chi Nan stretched his head and looked at it. There was nothing outside the window, but the snowman on the playground seemed to be standing more squeezed than before.

He counted them dazedly, and the number of snowmen became nineteen.

It's impossible for any student or teacher to go to the playground to make a snowman in the middle of the night, right? Chi Nanshun took another photo and continued to lie back under the quilt.

‘Boom, boom’

The knocking sound got closer, this time it seemed to be ringing in his ears.

Chi Nan carefully checked his position and found that the knocking sound came through the wall next to the bed.

The opposite of this wall is Room 211 of the infirmary.

‘Boom, boom’

Chi Nan put his ears on the wall, and there was no other sound except the percussion.

And the rhythmic percussion is not noisy in the ear, as if wishing him good night in a unique way.

Chi Nan blinked under the quilt, raised his hand and knocked out the same melody on the wall-‘Boom, Boom’

Sure enough, it stopped there, and Chi Nan fell asleep again under the strength of the cold medicine, and fell asleep until dawn.

At 8:40, Chi Nan finally woke up under the endless urging of the alarm clock.

He sat up from the bed wrapped in a quilt and sucked his nose vigorously. His head was a little dizzy, and his cold seemed to worsen.

The snow outside the window stopped, the winter sun was covered with dead branches and the playground, and there were groups of little snowmen standing in the snow.

Chi Nan counted, and overnight, the number of snowmen remained the same, two more than before he went to bed.

Bathed in the misty winter sun, the playground was quiet and peaceful.

It was as if what greeted them was not a horrible nightmare, but the most daily campus life.

Unexpectedly, a new day began in the terrible screams of the dormitory next door—

"Ahhhhh! Help!"

The screams from 209 shook everyone, and successive door noises and messy footsteps in the corridor rushed towards 209, and Chi Nan also quickly dressed up and came to the corridor.

The door of the 209 dormitory was wide open, and a strong smell of blood filled the corridor from the room. The screams were black and straight. At this moment, he was so scared that he crawled out of the room and fell into the corridor. Up, shaking his hands and pointing to the bed on the right side of the room: "It's broken... it's broken..."

A few dream visitors were standing in the corridor, and the **** danger warning made them not rashly approach 209 dormitory: "What's broken? Is the vase? What happened?"

Hei Changzhi also got an unknown white flower last night, everyone guessed it was a vase that was broken in his mouth.

The black long straight teeth gurgled non-stop, and he slipped his Adam's apple with difficulty to make a sound: "My roommate...broken!"

The boy named Chaohe who lives in 209 is neatly cut off from the head to the limbs. The torso is placed in the center of the bed like a human, and the head is restored to sleep with pillows on the limbs. Putting it on the torso like folded clothes, the fragmented body was covered with a red quilt, only half of the head with closed eyes was exposed.

If it weren't for Hei Chang straight to lift the quilt, it would seem as if Asagru is asleep at first glance.

Chi Nan noticed that the red quilt on Chaohe's bed was very large, so he sucked up all the blood gushing from him, and no drop fell on the white carpet in the dormitory. It was really neat and tidy.

"What happened in your dormitory last night?" This time, the proportion of newcomers in the nightmare is very large. Marukotou is the bolder of these people. At this moment, he is standing by the bed like a coroner and watching carefully.

Hei Changzhi slowed down a bit now, still without blood on his face, and kept shaking his head: "I don't know... It's a very normal night... The morning alarm of Tohak kept ringing. I reminded him several times that he was indifferent. I planned to close him and ask him to get up by the way, but later found that something was wrong, the smell of blood was very heavy... I just wanted to lift the quilt to make sure... I saw it by accident..."

As he said, his body trembled violently.

"Last night, the female teacher reminded that only students who violated the school rules will be punished by death. Think about it carefully. Asazuru cannot be dismembered for no reason. We can find out the cause of his death so that we can avoid it and avoid more sacrifices. The person appears.” The ball head lowered his voice, patiently comforting and inducing Hei Changzhi to remember.

But Hei Changzhi couldn't calm down and think now, his eyes were dazed and he kept shaking his head.

Wan Zitou sighed, looking at him helplessly and pitifully: "You can talk about it later, pay attention to the sober value."

Chi Nan's eyes stayed on the red quilt for a moment, and he suddenly asked Hei Changzhi, "Does your roommate sleep well at night?"

Hei Changzhi was even more confused: "What?"

"Will he kick the quilt, make loud noises or strange noises, or even have a tendency to sleepwalk at night?" Chi Nan asked.

Because Chi Nan’s question was more targeted, Hei Changzhi’s confused thoughts gathered for a moment, and he forced himself to try to remember for a while, and said unsurely: "I slept more vigilantly, and heard the opposite person turn over several times at night. The sound, the creaking of the bed, it seems that there is still a constant grinding of teeth, and it seems that someone is stealing food...I am not very clear about the other things, and I am not sure."

Chi Nan glanced at Chaohe's fragmented body. The student who violated the school rules was a fat man. If he turned over while sleeping, it would cause the stretcher bed in the dormitory to creak.

Marukotou keenly looked at Chi Nan: "What's wrong?"

Chi Nan: "There is no red quilt in my dormitory."

Maruko twisted his brows and shook his head: "Neither do I have one in my dormitory."

Then she turned to everyone, "Which one of you has a red quilt in the dormitory?"

Everyone shook their heads nervously and confusedly.

Marukotou just thought of something, before he had time to figure it out, his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of high heels in the hallway.

The female teacher smiled at everyone last night: "Morning, fellow students."

Behind her was a cleaning aunt holding a black garbage bag, and she consciously went into the bed on the right side of 209 to clean the corpse and the sheets.

There was no sound in the 209 dormitory and the corridor, and no dreamer wanted to say good morning to her.

The female teacher's eyes moved from the **** corpse to Dongyang who was hitting on the snow outside the window: "Although another student violated the school rules, I hope everyone will not affect their mood because of this. After all, it is a good weather today."

Everyone: "..."

"Please go to the cafeteria for breakfast as soon as possible. The morning class will officially start at 9:30. Please go to classroom 103 on time."

The female teacher who came to collect the corpse reminded me by the way, and left 209 with the cleaner.

It was already 9:5, and after the **** scene of 209 in the morning, almost no student was in the mood to have breakfast.

Only Chi Nan and another boy dipping soy milk into the canteen were empty in the cafeteria.

Chi Nan ordered a glutinous rice ball and a glass of milk, sat in the corner of the canteen to calculate the time, and ate slowly.

The boy who broke the fritters obviously noticed Chi Nan. He hesitated for a moment and wiped his oily hands with a tissue, and sat across from Chi Nan with the dinner plate.

"Hello," he said, "The fried dough sticks in this cafeteria are fried well, very recommended."

Chi Nanzao confirmed that this person was not 229, and didn't intend to pay more attention. He only replied politely, saying that he would not eat fried food for breakfast.

The other party smiled, hiding the gaze from the scrutiny in his eyes: "I take the liberty to ask, you are different from most people here, are you an old dreamer?"

"I have passed three books before, not too experienced." Chi Nan didn't intend to hide his experience, and said truthfully.

The man raised his eyebrows slightly and looked over with a little surprise: "You only used three nightmares, and you changed to a pair of eyes? It's amazing."

He didn't know that Chi Nan's wish was fulfilled in the first instance, and the second instance's favorability dropped to a negative number under someone's interference...

Chi Nan: "It's just good luck, can you tell it?"

It stands to reason that when a stranger exposes his wish exchange, most people will feel nervous or even scared, but Chi Nan doesn't. He has no fluctuating emotions as if the other party just recognized the brand of his clothes.

Even his calmness made the other party stunned.

"Well, I can distinguish the things that the dream tourist exchanges from the nightmare world. Anything is fine," he also said frankly about his ability, "My name is Guo Xian, and I wanted to invite you to a dormitory last night. It’s a pity to stand up first and apply to live alone."

Chi Nan also said his name and politely said that he would not find a roommate anymore.

Guo Xian smiled and went straight to the topic: "That's okay, mainly because I hope I can find a collaborator in the dungeon, find clues together, and share experience to improve my survival rate."

Seeing that Chi Nan hadn't spoken, he continued, "I thought this was a newcomer who could catch a fish in troubled waters, but from the death rate last night to this morning, the situation is not as optimistic as I expected."

"Usually, if a nightmare is a newcomer, either the original is too simple, or the dream maker has any unique recruitment needs. There is a serious shortage of old dreamers who meet the requirements for entering the original, and a large number of newcomers are needed to make up the number." Guo Xian continued to explain.

When Chi Nan heard this, the action of drinking milk finally paused.

Guo Xian: "Finding the common ground of this year's dream visitors is likely to be a breakthrough."

Chi Nan thought for a while: "They are all young."

Although the dream visitors of this book are the same as the previous ones, the quality of the participants is uneven, but they are all neat in age, and they look like only ten or twenty years old.

Guo Xian laughed, "I'm just blindfolded. Actually, I'm over forty. In your opinion, I'm an uncle, right?"

Chi Nan finally looked at Guo Xian seriously, he looked seventeen or eighteen years old at most, completely unlike the appearance of the forty uncle.

"To tell you the truth, I also exchanged my wishes, and my appearance returned to thirty years ago," he shrugged with a smile, "so age shouldn't be the same thing."

Chi Nan drank milk and nodded.

"I've told you all this, why don't you tell me, what did you find at 209 in the morning?" Guo Xian asked tentatively, "Dreammakers generally don't die, so except for the red quilt, the dead boy Other conditions should have been triggered, right?"

Chi Nan: "He probably kicked the quilt."

Guo Xian was puzzled: "Is it the quilt I understand?"

Chi Nan nodded: "I guess that this quilt will be well covered and there will be no trouble, but if you stretch out your hands, feet and head, it will be chopped off."

Guo Xian was stunned: "...how did you infer this?"

After all, this kind of statement is weird and tricky, and it is impossible for a normal person to think of it.

Chi Nan: "His roommate said that there was noise at night, and the deceased should not sleep well."

Guo Xian still doesn't understand very well: "...that's it?"

Chi Nan lowered his eyes and nodded, "I guessed too."

After all, the way of death that the hands and feet will be cut off when they stick out of the quilt when sleeping is a story he made up at the "Twilight Cruise" horror story meeting. Among those who heard this story at the time, only Ye Chang could do this. Kind of thing.

Now the deceased of 209 has almost reproduced the story of Chi Nan...

Learn from his story, apply his design to his nightmare, and still know that he will enter the nightmare...

This 229 is deliberate.