Chapter 50 end
After many struggles in my heart, I finally made a decision—people are always selfish, and I cannot just watch myself die a tragic and terrifying death.But like I said at the beginning - I have to do this.
I wrote a novel about the contents of the nightmare I recorded and the whole process of the incident, and sent it to the magazine for publication.despite this.I am still not at ease, I am worried that many people have no patience to read this novel, or have not read it at all.So, I used my psychology expertise to play a little trick.At the beginning of this novel, I reminded everyone not to read this story, but I know that everyone in the world has a rebellious mentality. The more you tell him not to do something, he will do it.Like now, you've read the whole story, haven't you?
Ah, please don't rush to blame me-at least, I have written the method of salvation in this novel.And I can tell you responsibly that this life-saving method is absolutely effective, because since I sent this novel, I have never had any nightmares, and I have been living well until now.
The only thing I'm not sure about - how many people wake up at 4:19 am.
After Xia Houshen's story was told, the 11 people around him all stared at him with strange eyes. "You said that this story is based on real events?" Goth tilted his head and asked, "How is this possible?" Xia Houshen crossed his fingers against his chin, and said in a mysterious tone: "You think it's incredible? To be honest, I thought so too at first—but it was later confirmed that it was indeed a strange thing that happened to me. Of course, I also did some artistic processing and adaptation to tell it as a story, but that’s about it.” "Why do you make us believe that this is a real incident?" Araki asked. Xia Houshen stared at him: "Do you remember that there was such a thing reported in the newspapers and news not long ago - a high school in M City, two students died in a row in just a few days, and the cause of death is unknown?" Beidou let out an "ah" and shouted, "I know! I've read the reports on this incident!" "I know that too." Arakaki said, "But how can we believe that this matter is related to the story you just told?" "As I said before I told it, this story is adapted from the personal experience of a friend of mine, and that friend is the psychology teacher in the story. Of course (the characters in the story) I use a pseudonym." Xia Houshen paused for a moment, then continued, "You guys will question again—is my friend lying to me? Maybe all this is a story he made up? Regarding this point, I don't really want to explain—— In short, I trust my own judgment. In addition, I don’t think the truth of this story is that important, right? If you don’t believe it, just treat it as a fictional story and rate me.” Araki shook his head and said: "Isn't it important? In my opinion, the question of 'authenticity' is very important to your story. Let's put it this way, if this story is fictional, I would only give it a 7. And if it's an adaptation of real events, I'll give it a 9 or 8!" Xia Houshen looked at Araki Zhou in amazement, showing an incomprehensible expression: "Why do you care so much about the authenticity of the story? Isn't this too cornered?" "You told us yourself. This story is true, and it's not our request. Actually, what I mean is-if you can come up with strong evidence that this story is indeed based on real events, I think We are all willing to give you the highest score so far." After saying this, Arakishu looked around at the 10 writers around him.Several of them echoed his meaning and nodded repeatedly. Xia Houshen looked at them, folded his hands on his chest angrily, and sighed: "I didn't expect you to be so serious. In fact, if I want to talk about evidence, of course I have it, because apart from listening to what my friend told about this matter In addition, I also did a lot of related investigations—such as going to the homes of the two dead students to talk to their parents—and it turned out that what they said was consistent with each other, so I believed it.” He leaned forward a little, his eyes wandering among the writers: "Don't you think I'm such a credulous person? I'm not a child! But now you want me to show evidence, which is clearly embarrassing me .” He pointed to the closed iron door. "The people who can prove the truth of this matter are all outside, how do I bring them here?" The few people who nodded in agreement with Araki just now looked at each other, as if they had nothing to say. Xia Houshen added: "Also, I really don't understand why you think the 'authenticity' of a story is so important?" At this time, Chris said: "Mr. Xiahou, I actually think that Mr. Arakaki's words are reasonable. Our rating of your story really depends to a large extent on the authenticity of your story." Xia Houshen stared at him: "Tell me the reason." Chris said unhurriedly: "We are all colleagues, in fact, we should all understand this truth-for example, if a movie says 'This story is adapted from real events' at the beginning of the film, it will attract more attention. And the shock to the audience is obviously much stronger than the fictional story - just like you watch "Earth and Fire" (*Note: a fictional disaster film set in Los Angeles), you will only regard it as a Entertainment films; but when watching "Los Angeles Earthquake", the shock of the soul is probably many times, right?" "Well, I agree with this." Nan Tian said, "As far as I know, many films that can capture the hearts of the Oscar judges and win the Oscar for Best Picture are based on real events." "Let's not drag the topic too far." Arakaki said, "Let's just say it straight, if this story called 'Riddled Dream' is true, it will make me feel a kind of horror that goes deep into my bones; but if it is just fiction, It's more ordinary." After hearing what they said, Xia Houshen shrugged his shoulders and leaned against the back of the chair. "Yes, what you said makes sense. But now I really can't prove anything - how to score, you can figure it out." Chris rolled his eyes a few times. "Actually, there is no need to find any witnesses. There is the simplest way to verify the authenticity of this story." Everyone looked at him. "According to the plot of the story 'Mysterious Dream', anyone who knows 'this matter' will be haunted by the evil spirit of that little boy. Now 11 of us have heard this story at the same time. If it is true, then we It will also encounter the same situation as the protagonist in the story.” As soon as these words came out, everyone present was astonished, and at the same time felt chills.Even Xia Houshen was stunned, obviously this was something he had never thought of. After a moment of silence, someone suddenly thought of something and asked, "By the way, Mr. Xiahou, if this story is true, then after hearing your friend tell this story, did you encounter the same situation as him?" Xia Houshen looked at the white whale who was talking, and answered after a long while: "To be honest, I was dubious when I heard it, but just to be on the safe side, I recorded the general process of this matter and prepared to write it into a novel and publish it. " "I see. The last thing the psychology teacher in the story did (write the whole thing into a novel and publish it) was actually your idea?" Arakaki asked sharply. Xia Houshen had to admit it. "Yes... However, I just recorded this incident briefly, and I haven't had time to write it into a novel-I was 'invited' to this place. But so far, I have not encountered any of my friends. That weird situation." Nan Tian was thoughtful. "So, as long as you record the contents of your nightmare, no matter whether you spread it or not, you can avoid being haunted by evil spirits—this is the way to save your life, right?" Xia Houshen pursed his lips noncommittally. Suddenly someone said: "The more you talk, the more mysterious it is, making it look like the real thing. Isn't it too dramatic? To be honest, I think this story is quite good, but if it is true, it is really too much. It's unbelievable." Xia Houshen looked at the dark fire of his words, and said sullenly: "Then you mean I'm lying? A joke! I've written novels for more than ten years, don't I understand the truth that novels are fiction? Isn't that true? What a bad thing—why should I have to tell this story to be true?" "Didn't Mr. Arakaki just say that - if this story is true, there is every reason to get the highest score so far." Dark Fire said. Xia Houshen snorted dismissively: "Do you think I'm putting on an air on purpose to add points to my story? Then let me make it clear. I don't care how many points you give me. You think this story is fake. Yes, just play very low, I am too lazy to prove anything to you!" Xia Houshen turned his head away angrily, and the atmosphere became awkward. Chris suddenly said to everyone: "Since Dark Fire doesn't believe Mr. Jaap's story, he will definitely ignore the 'life-saving method'—isn't that simple? Tomorrow morning, we will ask if we have had that nightmare through Dark Fire. Now we can know the truth of Mr. Xiahou’s story.” After hearing this, Dark Fire was startled, narrowed his eyes and said, "It seems that you all follow the so-called 'life-saving method'—and let me be the experimenter?" "We didn't ask you to be an experimenter, don't you believe it? Then you can verify it yourself." Xia Houshen's tone was full of provocation. Dark Fire said disapprovingly: "Okay, just try it - I will tell you the result tomorrow morning." Sajia thought of a question: "In this case, when will we rate Mr. Xiahou's story?" "Looks like it's only tomorrow morning. We can only score after the results come out." Nan Tian said. "That's it." Araki Zhou showed an unpredictable smile, "Then let's rest separately now—it's really interesting, the truth of this story is actually related to each of us." The last sentence seemed to imply something to everyone. At least Nan Tian thinks so. After returning to the room, just to be on the safe side, he took out a prepared piece of paper and a ballpoint pen, and wrote down the content of the nightmare in the story 'Riddled Dream' on a piece of paper. It is better to believe that there is something than nothing. The next morning, everyone gathered in the hall early one after another.It seems that everyone is quite concerned about the results of that "experiment".But the most important person—Dark Fire—did not come down so early. Everyone took out all kinds of food suitable for breakfast from the cabinet.While eating, Beidou asked Nan Tian in a low voice: "Hey, you're so late—did you do that?" Nan Tian bit the bread and asked vaguely: "What are you doing?" "'How to save your life'." Nan Tian let out a "huh" and said, "I did—how about you?" Beidou laughed and said, "Of course I did it too. In this weird situation, any kind of strange things may happen, so there's nothing wrong with being careful." Nan Tian nodded while quietly observing the others - no one showed any abnormal behavior, and no one mentioned the nightmare. It seems that everyone is very cautious. Nan Tian secretly focused his attention on Xia Houshen again, and found that he would look up at Dark Fire's room from time to time—it seemed that he said he didn't care about the score on the surface, but in fact he still cared a lot. It was close to half past nine, and Dark Fire hadn't come out of his room yet. Everyone couldn't wait any longer. Lake said, "Why hasn't he come down yet? Shall we call him?" "I remember that he didn't come down so late in the morning a few days ago." Beluga frowned, "In this situation, who would sleep soundly. But today..." Sajia looked worried: "Could it be... something happened to him?" Everyone looked at each other, Nan Tian said: "I'll go up and have a look." Just as he was about to walk towards the stairs, Long Ma called to Nan Tian: "No need." Nan Tian looked up - the door of the dark fire room was pushed open, and he walked out from inside. Everyone downstairs breathed a sigh of relief. Before Dark Fire came down the stairs, Big Dipper hurried up to meet him and asked, "How is it? Did you encounter 'that situation' last night?" An Huo glanced at Beidou, then moved his eyes forward, and found that everyone in the hall was staring at him.Obviously, everyone is waiting for his "answer". An Huo had no expression on his face, looked at the crowd for a long time, and then said grumpily, "No." His reaction confuses everyone—last night, he looked dismissive, thinking that Xia Houshen's story must not be true.If he proves that this is indeed the case today, it stands to reason that he should be very proud.But looking at him now, not only does he not have the slightest feeling of victory, but he seems to be lacking in confidence—one has to suspect that he has a different heart. Beidou asked everyone the doubts in their hearts: "You really didn't have that nightmare?" Dark Fire stopped talking, walked straight to the cabinet, took out something to eat, and ignored everyone, as if he was avoiding this question. Everyone looked at him for a while, and Goth said helplessly: "Since he said no, then it must be true—can we rate Mr. Jaap's story now?" Xia Houshen said: "With all due respect, his current situation makes me think there are only two possibilities - first, he had that nightmare, but he was unwilling to admit it; second, after he returned to the room last night, probably I didn't want to risk my life anymore, and finally used the 'life-saving method'." Arakaki walked up to Dark Fire.Asked, "Is that really the case? Is it one of those two things?" Dark Fire hung his head, chewing on a piece of luncheon meat.He didn't explain too much, just repeated what he said just now: "I didn't have a nightmare." Arak Muzhou turned his head and said to everyone: "I don't think there is any need to ask any more questions. The situation is probably similar to what Xia Houshen said." "Then this matter is still unclear—how should we rate Mr. Jaap's story?" Lake asked. Xia Houshen said: "Just rely on your own judgment and intuition - if you think it is true, it is true; if you don't believe it, just treat it as fiction." "That's it." Arakaki said, "We'll score now." Nan Tian took out paper and pens from the cabinet and prepared to distribute them to everyone next to each other.At this time, he saw a person walking down the stairs. It's Xu Wen.He didn't participate in the storytelling last night, and he didn't come down for a long time today, so that everyone almost ignored his existence—only when he walked down did he remember that there was still this person. Xu Wen still looked sluggish.Seeing everyone gathered in the hall, and seeing Nan Tian holding paper and pen in his hand, he couldn't help feeling strange, so he pulled himself together and asked, "Are you all telling stories during the day?" "No, we haven't scored the story that Mr. Xiahou told last night." Nan Tian said. "Oh." Xu Wen responded without asking any more questions. He walked to the cabinet, took a piece of bread and a box of milk, turned around and went back to the room.When he reached the stairs, he seemed to have remembered something, turned around and asked, "Did you...did you encounter any strange things at night?" Everyone froze for a moment, Nan Tian asked, "What strange thing are you talking about?" Xu Wen opened his mouth and said in a low voice, "Well...forget it, it's nothing, it's probably just a coincidence..." Araki Zhou said with a dissatisfied tone: "What coincidence? You can speak clearly, don't hide it like this, okay? Xu Wen hesitated for a moment, then said: "I don't know what's going on, these two nights, I've always had the same strange dream, and then I was woken up by this terrible nightmare." Xia Houshen raised his head slowly and stared at Xu Wen dumbfounded, his expression and movements were frozen. The others were no less surprised than Xia Houshen.Long Ma asked dumbfounded: "Please explain more clearly, what's going on?" Xu Wen was obviously also very surprised. I don't know why everyone became nervous after hearing his words.He said uneasily: "The night before yesterday, I had a nightmare and woke up with fright. I didn't pay much attention to it at first, but I didn't expect that last night, I had the same nightmare again-and the strange thing is that the two The first time I woke up, I looked at my watch and found that the time was the same." My goodness—Nan Tian felt a chill spread all over his body quickly, making his hairs stand on end, and he stopped breathing in shock. Xia Houshen's horror was dozens of times that of Nan Tian's. His eyes almost popped out, the blood on his face faded completely, and his whole body began to tremble slightly. Beidou asked anxiously: "Mr. Xu Wen, what was the nightmare you had, do you remember?" Xu Wen shook his head and said, "I can't remember it. Every time I wake up, I forget about that dream. I can only feel it through the horror in my heart. It was a very terrible nightmare." "What time did you wake up?" Xu Wen swallowed his saliva: "Both times it was around 4.18am." "It's impossible!" Xia Houshen, who is usually stable and mature, seemed to be crazy at the moment, "I just told this story last night! You said that this happened to you the day before yesterday?" Xu Wen was shocked: "What story? The nightmare I had...does it have anything to do with the story you told?" Xia Houshen stared at those bell-like eyes, his expression suddenly became ferocious, and he roared angrily: "I see! You framed me on purpose, right? You deliberately used this method to make the story I tell 'Same thing' as what we're going through now!" Xu Wen's face turned pale with fright, and he stepped back again and again: "I don't know what you're talking about... I haven't heard your story at all... Also, why did I frame you?" "Because you are the damned 'sponsor'!" Xia Houshen roared, "Last night you pretended that you would not participate in the storytelling, but you hid in the room and listened to my story quietly, and then told us the lie just now this morning—the purpose is to make my story appear 'similar'!" "You're crazy!" Xu Wen shook his head violently, "I'm a victim myself! If I were the sponsor, why did I plan something that would put me at a disadvantage (the incident of Yu Chicheng's death) )?" "That's because you deliberately confuse us so that we can relax our vigilance against you! The best example is - you violated the rules, why didn't you get killed like Yu Chicheng? You are still alive, that's the best proof!" Xu Wen screamed: "You want me to be killed, don't you? I'm not dead. You're disappointed?" "Stop acting! You've already shown your flaws!" Xia Houshen pounced on Xu Wen, grabbed his slender neck, "Hand over the key honestly and let us out!" The thin Xu Wen was no match for the strong Xia Houshen at all. His neck was firmly stuck, and the flow of blood was blocked by those fat hands.His eyeballs were about to burst, his tongue stuck out, his hands stretched out straight forward, and a dry voice came out of his throat: "Ah... ah..." All this happened too fast, and when everyone recovered from their astonishment, they realized that Xu Wen was about to die!Several people rushed forward and tried their best to pull Xia Houshen back. Nan Tian said loudly: "Mr. Xiahou, calm down! No matter whether he is the organizer or not, you can't kill him! Otherwise we won't be able to get out !" This sentence reminded Xia Houshen that his hands like iron tongs slowly loosened.Xu Wen escaped from being almost suffocated, but fell backwards, bumped into the wall, collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath. Nan Tian said to Xia Houshen who was still staring at Xu Wen viciously: "Calm down, don't jump to conclusions so arbitrarily, or even do it - you said that Xu Wen secretly listened to your story in the room last night - but in fact , We have stayed here for so many days, we should have known long ago that it is impossible to hear the voices below when the door of the room is closed!" "That's right." Beluga confirmed, "I've tried it a long time ago, and the sound insulation in the room is very good. As long as the door is closed, you can't even hear someone talking at the door, let alone downstairs." "If he uses props like bugs, wouldn't it be possible?" Xia Houshen gasped. "That's impossible." A voice came from behind. Xia Houshen looked back at Chris who was speaking, and asked, "What do you mean it's impossible?" "Xu Wen couldn't have planned to frame you in this way in advance." Chris said, "You really lost your mind and ignored simple logic." Xia Houshen stared at Chris blankly. "Ah, I see." Nan Tian suddenly realized something, and glanced at Chris. Chris nodded and said to Xia Houshen: "As you said, it is impossible for Xu Wen to know the content of the story before you tell it—then how did he know that he could frame you before he proposed not to participate in the storytelling last night?" Woolen cloth?" Xia Houshen was stunned.After a while, he murmured: "Then, what is going on? Why is there such a coincidence? What he experienced happens to be the content of the story I want to tell!" "This will not be a coincidence. I have said a long time ago that this matter is not as simple as we imagined." Chris said. "Is everything in the calculation of the 'sponsor'? Is he a god or a devil? He can control everything!" Xia Houshen roared, his voice gradually deepening, "If this is the case, no matter how we Struggling, you can't escape the fate of death..." Xia Houshen's words made Nan Tian's heart sink heavily. Yeah, what's happening right now.It can be described as unbelievable.Could it be that the one among us is really a devil from hell?But in other words, if this is really something that can be done by human power, how on earth did this person do all this? Nan Tian's gaze scanned everyone around him. Damn, this person is clearly in front of me, but I can't tell him apart. Yu Chicheng, the first storyteller, is dead, while Xu Wen, the second, and Xia Houshen, the third, now seem to be both bad luck and bad luck, if things go on like this... After 14 days, can I really get out of here alive?
After Xia Houshen's story was told, the 11 people around him all stared at him with strange eyes. "You said that this story is based on real events?" Goth tilted his head and asked, "How is this possible?" Xia Houshen crossed his fingers against his chin, and said in a mysterious tone: "You think it's incredible? To be honest, I thought so too at first—but it was later confirmed that it was indeed a strange thing that happened to me. Of course, I also did some artistic processing and adaptation to tell it as a story, but that’s about it.” "Why do you make us believe that this is a real incident?" Araki asked. Xia Houshen stared at him: "Do you remember that there was such a thing reported in the newspapers and news not long ago - a high school in M City, two students died in a row in just a few days, and the cause of death is unknown?" Beidou let out an "ah" and shouted, "I know! I've read the reports on this incident!" "I know that too." Arakaki said, "But how can we believe that this matter is related to the story you just told?" "As I said before I told it, this story is adapted from the personal experience of a friend of mine, and that friend is the psychology teacher in the story. Of course (the characters in the story) I use a pseudonym." Xia Houshen paused for a moment, then continued, "You guys will question again—is my friend lying to me? Maybe all this is a story he made up? Regarding this point, I don't really want to explain—— In short, I trust my own judgment. In addition, I don’t think the truth of this story is that important, right? If you don’t believe it, just treat it as a fictional story and rate me.” Araki shook his head and said: "Isn't it important? In my opinion, the question of 'authenticity' is very important to your story. Let's put it this way, if this story is fictional, I would only give it a 7. And if it's an adaptation of real events, I'll give it a 9 or 8!" Xia Houshen looked at Araki Zhou in amazement, showing an incomprehensible expression: "Why do you care so much about the authenticity of the story? Isn't this too cornered?" "You told us yourself. This story is true, and it's not our request. Actually, what I mean is-if you can come up with strong evidence that this story is indeed based on real events, I think We are all willing to give you the highest score so far." After saying this, Arakishu looked around at the 10 writers around him.Several of them echoed his meaning and nodded repeatedly. Xia Houshen looked at them, folded his hands on his chest angrily, and sighed: "I didn't expect you to be so serious. In fact, if I want to talk about evidence, of course I have it, because apart from listening to what my friend told about this matter In addition, I also did a lot of related investigations—such as going to the homes of the two dead students to talk to their parents—and it turned out that what they said was consistent with each other, so I believed it.” He leaned forward a little, his eyes wandering among the writers: "Don't you think I'm such a credulous person? I'm not a child! But now you want me to show evidence, which is clearly embarrassing me .” He pointed to the closed iron door. "The people who can prove the truth of this matter are all outside, how do I bring them here?" The few people who nodded in agreement with Araki just now looked at each other, as if they had nothing to say. Xia Houshen added: "Also, I really don't understand why you think the 'authenticity' of a story is so important?" At this time, Chris said: "Mr. Xiahou, I actually think that Mr. Arakaki's words are reasonable. Our rating of your story really depends to a large extent on the authenticity of your story." Xia Houshen stared at him: "Tell me the reason." Chris said unhurriedly: "We are all colleagues, in fact, we should all understand this truth-for example, if a movie says 'This story is adapted from real events' at the beginning of the film, it will attract more attention. And the shock to the audience is obviously much stronger than the fictional story - just like you watch "Earth and Fire" (*Note: a fictional disaster film set in Los Angeles), you will only regard it as a Entertainment films; but when watching "Los Angeles Earthquake", the shock of the soul is probably many times, right?" "Well, I agree with this." Nan Tian said, "As far as I know, many films that can capture the hearts of the Oscar judges and win the Oscar for Best Picture are based on real events." "Let's not drag the topic too far." Arakaki said, "Let's just say it straight, if this story called 'Riddled Dream' is true, it will make me feel a kind of horror that goes deep into my bones; but if it is just fiction, It's more ordinary." After hearing what they said, Xia Houshen shrugged his shoulders and leaned against the back of the chair. "Yes, what you said makes sense. But now I really can't prove anything - how to score, you can figure it out." Chris rolled his eyes a few times. "Actually, there is no need to find any witnesses. There is the simplest way to verify the authenticity of this story." Everyone looked at him. "According to the plot of the story 'Mysterious Dream', anyone who knows 'this matter' will be haunted by the evil spirit of that little boy. Now 11 of us have heard this story at the same time. If it is true, then we It will also encounter the same situation as the protagonist in the story.” As soon as these words came out, everyone present was astonished, and at the same time felt chills.Even Xia Houshen was stunned, obviously this was something he had never thought of. After a moment of silence, someone suddenly thought of something and asked, "By the way, Mr. Xiahou, if this story is true, then after hearing your friend tell this story, did you encounter the same situation as him?" Xia Houshen looked at the white whale who was talking, and answered after a long while: "To be honest, I was dubious when I heard it, but just to be on the safe side, I recorded the general process of this matter and prepared to write it into a novel and publish it. " "I see. The last thing the psychology teacher in the story did (write the whole thing into a novel and publish it) was actually your idea?" Arakaki asked sharply. Xia Houshen had to admit it. "Yes... However, I just recorded this incident briefly, and I haven't had time to write it into a novel-I was 'invited' to this place. But so far, I have not encountered any of my friends. That weird situation." Nan Tian was thoughtful. "So, as long as you record the contents of your nightmare, no matter whether you spread it or not, you can avoid being haunted by evil spirits—this is the way to save your life, right?" Xia Houshen pursed his lips noncommittally. Suddenly someone said: "The more you talk, the more mysterious it is, making it look like the real thing. Isn't it too dramatic? To be honest, I think this story is quite good, but if it is true, it is really too much. It's unbelievable." Xia Houshen looked at the dark fire of his words, and said sullenly: "Then you mean I'm lying? A joke! I've written novels for more than ten years, don't I understand the truth that novels are fiction? Isn't that true? What a bad thing—why should I have to tell this story to be true?" "Didn't Mr. Arakaki just say that - if this story is true, there is every reason to get the highest score so far." Dark Fire said. Xia Houshen snorted dismissively: "Do you think I'm putting on an air on purpose to add points to my story? Then let me make it clear. I don't care how many points you give me. You think this story is fake. Yes, just play very low, I am too lazy to prove anything to you!" Xia Houshen turned his head away angrily, and the atmosphere became awkward. Chris suddenly said to everyone: "Since Dark Fire doesn't believe Mr. Jaap's story, he will definitely ignore the 'life-saving method'—isn't that simple? Tomorrow morning, we will ask if we have had that nightmare through Dark Fire. Now we can know the truth of Mr. Xiahou’s story.” After hearing this, Dark Fire was startled, narrowed his eyes and said, "It seems that you all follow the so-called 'life-saving method'—and let me be the experimenter?" "We didn't ask you to be an experimenter, don't you believe it? Then you can verify it yourself." Xia Houshen's tone was full of provocation. Dark Fire said disapprovingly: "Okay, just try it - I will tell you the result tomorrow morning." Sajia thought of a question: "In this case, when will we rate Mr. Xiahou's story?" "Looks like it's only tomorrow morning. We can only score after the results come out." Nan Tian said. "That's it." Araki Zhou showed an unpredictable smile, "Then let's rest separately now—it's really interesting, the truth of this story is actually related to each of us." The last sentence seemed to imply something to everyone. At least Nan Tian thinks so. After returning to the room, just to be on the safe side, he took out a prepared piece of paper and a ballpoint pen, and wrote down the content of the nightmare in the story 'Riddled Dream' on a piece of paper. It is better to believe that there is something than nothing. The next morning, everyone gathered in the hall early one after another.It seems that everyone is quite concerned about the results of that "experiment".But the most important person—Dark Fire—did not come down so early. Everyone took out all kinds of food suitable for breakfast from the cabinet.While eating, Beidou asked Nan Tian in a low voice: "Hey, you're so late—did you do that?" Nan Tian bit the bread and asked vaguely: "What are you doing?" "'How to save your life'." Nan Tian let out a "huh" and said, "I did—how about you?" Beidou laughed and said, "Of course I did it too. In this weird situation, any kind of strange things may happen, so there's nothing wrong with being careful." Nan Tian nodded while quietly observing the others - no one showed any abnormal behavior, and no one mentioned the nightmare. It seems that everyone is very cautious. Nan Tian secretly focused his attention on Xia Houshen again, and found that he would look up at Dark Fire's room from time to time—it seemed that he said he didn't care about the score on the surface, but in fact he still cared a lot. It was close to half past nine, and Dark Fire hadn't come out of his room yet. Everyone couldn't wait any longer. Lake said, "Why hasn't he come down yet? Shall we call him?" "I remember that he didn't come down so late in the morning a few days ago." Beluga frowned, "In this situation, who would sleep soundly. But today..." Sajia looked worried: "Could it be... something happened to him?" Everyone looked at each other, Nan Tian said: "I'll go up and have a look." Just as he was about to walk towards the stairs, Long Ma called to Nan Tian: "No need." Nan Tian looked up - the door of the dark fire room was pushed open, and he walked out from inside. Everyone downstairs breathed a sigh of relief. Before Dark Fire came down the stairs, Big Dipper hurried up to meet him and asked, "How is it? Did you encounter 'that situation' last night?" An Huo glanced at Beidou, then moved his eyes forward, and found that everyone in the hall was staring at him.Obviously, everyone is waiting for his "answer". An Huo had no expression on his face, looked at the crowd for a long time, and then said grumpily, "No." His reaction confuses everyone—last night, he looked dismissive, thinking that Xia Houshen's story must not be true.If he proves that this is indeed the case today, it stands to reason that he should be very proud.But looking at him now, not only does he not have the slightest feeling of victory, but he seems to be lacking in confidence—one has to suspect that he has a different heart. Beidou asked everyone the doubts in their hearts: "You really didn't have that nightmare?" Dark Fire stopped talking, walked straight to the cabinet, took out something to eat, and ignored everyone, as if he was avoiding this question. Everyone looked at him for a while, and Goth said helplessly: "Since he said no, then it must be true—can we rate Mr. Jaap's story now?" Xia Houshen said: "With all due respect, his current situation makes me think there are only two possibilities - first, he had that nightmare, but he was unwilling to admit it; second, after he returned to the room last night, probably I didn't want to risk my life anymore, and finally used the 'life-saving method'." Arakaki walked up to Dark Fire.Asked, "Is that really the case? Is it one of those two things?" Dark Fire hung his head, chewing on a piece of luncheon meat.He didn't explain too much, just repeated what he said just now: "I didn't have a nightmare." Arak Muzhou turned his head and said to everyone: "I don't think there is any need to ask any more questions. The situation is probably similar to what Xia Houshen said." "Then this matter is still unclear—how should we rate Mr. Jaap's story?" Lake asked. Xia Houshen said: "Just rely on your own judgment and intuition - if you think it is true, it is true; if you don't believe it, just treat it as fiction." "That's it." Arakaki said, "We'll score now." Nan Tian took out paper and pens from the cabinet and prepared to distribute them to everyone next to each other.At this time, he saw a person walking down the stairs. It's Xu Wen.He didn't participate in the storytelling last night, and he didn't come down for a long time today, so that everyone almost ignored his existence—only when he walked down did he remember that there was still this person. Xu Wen still looked sluggish.Seeing everyone gathered in the hall, and seeing Nan Tian holding paper and pen in his hand, he couldn't help feeling strange, so he pulled himself together and asked, "Are you all telling stories during the day?" "No, we haven't scored the story that Mr. Xiahou told last night." Nan Tian said. "Oh." Xu Wen responded without asking any more questions. He walked to the cabinet, took a piece of bread and a box of milk, turned around and went back to the room.When he reached the stairs, he seemed to have remembered something, turned around and asked, "Did you...did you encounter any strange things at night?" Everyone froze for a moment, Nan Tian asked, "What strange thing are you talking about?" Xu Wen opened his mouth and said in a low voice, "Well...forget it, it's nothing, it's probably just a coincidence..." Araki Zhou said with a dissatisfied tone: "What coincidence? You can speak clearly, don't hide it like this, okay? Xu Wen hesitated for a moment, then said: "I don't know what's going on, these two nights, I've always had the same strange dream, and then I was woken up by this terrible nightmare." Xia Houshen raised his head slowly and stared at Xu Wen dumbfounded, his expression and movements were frozen. The others were no less surprised than Xia Houshen.Long Ma asked dumbfounded: "Please explain more clearly, what's going on?" Xu Wen was obviously also very surprised. I don't know why everyone became nervous after hearing his words.He said uneasily: "The night before yesterday, I had a nightmare and woke up with fright. I didn't pay much attention to it at first, but I didn't expect that last night, I had the same nightmare again-and the strange thing is that the two The first time I woke up, I looked at my watch and found that the time was the same." My goodness—Nan Tian felt a chill spread all over his body quickly, making his hairs stand on end, and he stopped breathing in shock. Xia Houshen's horror was dozens of times that of Nan Tian's. His eyes almost popped out, the blood on his face faded completely, and his whole body began to tremble slightly. Beidou asked anxiously: "Mr. Xu Wen, what was the nightmare you had, do you remember?" Xu Wen shook his head and said, "I can't remember it. Every time I wake up, I forget about that dream. I can only feel it through the horror in my heart. It was a very terrible nightmare." "What time did you wake up?" Xu Wen swallowed his saliva: "Both times it was around 4.18am." "It's impossible!" Xia Houshen, who is usually stable and mature, seemed to be crazy at the moment, "I just told this story last night! You said that this happened to you the day before yesterday?" Xu Wen was shocked: "What story? The nightmare I had...does it have anything to do with the story you told?" Xia Houshen stared at those bell-like eyes, his expression suddenly became ferocious, and he roared angrily: "I see! You framed me on purpose, right? You deliberately used this method to make the story I tell 'Same thing' as what we're going through now!" Xu Wen's face turned pale with fright, and he stepped back again and again: "I don't know what you're talking about... I haven't heard your story at all... Also, why did I frame you?" "Because you are the damned 'sponsor'!" Xia Houshen roared, "Last night you pretended that you would not participate in the storytelling, but you hid in the room and listened to my story quietly, and then told us the lie just now this morning—the purpose is to make my story appear 'similar'!" "You're crazy!" Xu Wen shook his head violently, "I'm a victim myself! If I were the sponsor, why did I plan something that would put me at a disadvantage (the incident of Yu Chicheng's death) )?" "That's because you deliberately confuse us so that we can relax our vigilance against you! The best example is - you violated the rules, why didn't you get killed like Yu Chicheng? You are still alive, that's the best proof!" Xu Wen screamed: "You want me to be killed, don't you? I'm not dead. You're disappointed?" "Stop acting! You've already shown your flaws!" Xia Houshen pounced on Xu Wen, grabbed his slender neck, "Hand over the key honestly and let us out!" The thin Xu Wen was no match for the strong Xia Houshen at all. His neck was firmly stuck, and the flow of blood was blocked by those fat hands.His eyeballs were about to burst, his tongue stuck out, his hands stretched out straight forward, and a dry voice came out of his throat: "Ah... ah..." All this happened too fast, and when everyone recovered from their astonishment, they realized that Xu Wen was about to die!Several people rushed forward and tried their best to pull Xia Houshen back. Nan Tian said loudly: "Mr. Xiahou, calm down! No matter whether he is the organizer or not, you can't kill him! Otherwise we won't be able to get out !" This sentence reminded Xia Houshen that his hands like iron tongs slowly loosened.Xu Wen escaped from being almost suffocated, but fell backwards, bumped into the wall, collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath. Nan Tian said to Xia Houshen who was still staring at Xu Wen viciously: "Calm down, don't jump to conclusions so arbitrarily, or even do it - you said that Xu Wen secretly listened to your story in the room last night - but in fact , We have stayed here for so many days, we should have known long ago that it is impossible to hear the voices below when the door of the room is closed!" "That's right." Beluga confirmed, "I've tried it a long time ago, and the sound insulation in the room is very good. As long as the door is closed, you can't even hear someone talking at the door, let alone downstairs." "If he uses props like bugs, wouldn't it be possible?" Xia Houshen gasped. "That's impossible." A voice came from behind. Xia Houshen looked back at Chris who was speaking, and asked, "What do you mean it's impossible?" "Xu Wen couldn't have planned to frame you in this way in advance." Chris said, "You really lost your mind and ignored simple logic." Xia Houshen stared at Chris blankly. "Ah, I see." Nan Tian suddenly realized something, and glanced at Chris. Chris nodded and said to Xia Houshen: "As you said, it is impossible for Xu Wen to know the content of the story before you tell it—then how did he know that he could frame you before he proposed not to participate in the storytelling last night?" Woolen cloth?" Xia Houshen was stunned.After a while, he murmured: "Then, what is going on? Why is there such a coincidence? What he experienced happens to be the content of the story I want to tell!" "This will not be a coincidence. I have said a long time ago that this matter is not as simple as we imagined." Chris said. "Is everything in the calculation of the 'sponsor'? Is he a god or a devil? He can control everything!" Xia Houshen roared, his voice gradually deepening, "If this is the case, no matter how we Struggling, you can't escape the fate of death..." Xia Houshen's words made Nan Tian's heart sink heavily. Yeah, what's happening right now.It can be described as unbelievable.Could it be that the one among us is really a devil from hell?But in other words, if this is really something that can be done by human power, how on earth did this person do all this? Nan Tian's gaze scanned everyone around him. Damn, this person is clearly in front of me, but I can't tell him apart. Yu Chicheng, the first storyteller, is dead, while Xu Wen, the second, and Xia Houshen, the third, now seem to be both bad luck and bad luck, if things go on like this... After 14 days, can I really get out of here alive?