Nightmare Attack

"How's it going?" The fat man trotted over, looked at Jiang Cheng and asked, "Is everything going well?"

After Jiang Cheng was silent for a few seconds, he suddenly asked, "How long will I be gone this time?"

The fat man thought for a while, "20 minutes?" He added: "It doesn't take long anyway, because it's too cold here at night. I just changed into thicker clothes, but when I heard something moving downstairs, I came down. Look, you’re back.”

After hearing Fatty's answer, Jiang Cheng also had a clearer understanding of the nightmare.

The time it took him to enter the nightmare was definitely not as long as 20 minutes. The 20 minutes the fat man mentioned should be counted from the time he entered the bedroom.

But he didn't include the time it took to fall asleep.

Excluding this period of time, Jiang Cheng thought that the time he would actually spend in nightmares would only be a few minutes, or even less.

You know, he has spent several days in the nightmare world.

Obviously, the flow of time there is different from that in the real world, and the passage connecting the two worlds is the black iron door.

The fat man was standing next to Jiang Cheng. He also noticed that Jiang Cheng was different from when he came out before. He seemed to be in a low mood and even spoke less.

"Doctor," the fat man swallowed and said in as calm a voice as possible: "Are you okay?"

"Did anything special happen while I was away?"

The fat man thought for a while and said seriously: "No.

"After you went back to the bedroom to sleep, I stayed outside the bedroom and didn't find anything." He continued: "I didn't see you come out of the bedroom, and you appeared here again."

Jiang Cheng picked up the cup and took another sip of water, "Where's the voice?"

"This" fat man seemed hesitant.

Jiang Cheng turned to look at him. The fat man's expression didn't seem like he was hiding something from him, but more like he wasn't sure about the matter, so he didn't know how to express it.

"Just say it's a phenomenon," Jiang Cheng said.

"Doctor, actually, I had a premonition when you were about to come out," the fat man said hesitantly.

Jiang Cheng frowned sharply, holding the water glass in his hand, "Go on."

"I don't know how to describe this feeling. It's like a sudden flash of electricity in my head. It's just a very strange feeling. Anyway, when that feeling comes, I know something must have happened. Contact You're going into a nightmare, so I guess you're back."

Jiang Cheng gradually narrowed his eyes.

The fat man seemed to have thought of something and spoke quickly, but he lowered his voice involuntarily: "Doctor," his throat rolled, "When I was driving a big car outside, I often felt sleepy in the second half of the night. Late one night I Suddenly I found a radio station that specializes in telling supernatural stories.”

"I just thought it would be refreshing, but it turned out that the topic of their day was discussing ways to see ghosts, that is, how to see ghosts."

"They also specially contacted a few guests and said that they were all people who had experienced ghost sightings."

"I remember the first person who said she was a student. She said she had seen ghosts by asking for a pen fairy. Then a friend she was with broke a leg the next day. She thought she was playing with ghosts. About the pen fairy game.”

"But I don't really believe this," Fatty explained: "This person said she was a high school student, but her voice sounded like she was in her late 30s, almost 40. I guess she was the one the program team was looking for."

Jiang Cheng didn't answer and just listened quietly the whole time. He knew that if the fat man could talk so much, he must have discovered something.

"The second person's method is to knock a bowl with uncooked rice on the cross street. uncooked rice is the kind of rice that is half-cooked."

He swallowed and continued: "The man said that he saw a dozen skinny black figures in this way, the kind that appeared suddenly. Those who appeared all starved to death."

"He also emphasized that during this process, the chopsticks must not stop tapping the bowl, otherwise the ghost will find out."

Next, the fat man mentioned a series of methods that claimed to be able to see ghosts, such as holding an umbrella indoors, bending down to look behind his crotch, closing his eyes in front of the mirror and reciting his name silently at midnight, combing his hair in the middle of the night, and using a red pen to draw eyebrows on the portraits of dead people. .

Jiang Cheng frowned slightly, and it could be seen that his patience was almost exhausted.

He wasn't sitting here wanting to hear the fat man say this.

"Doctor," the fat man pursed his lips, "listen to what I have to say."

Jiang Cheng looked into Fatty's eyes, and the words that came to his lips were indeed not spoken. He rarely saw Fatty look like this.

He was afraid, Jiang Cheng was sure.

Fatty took a deep breath and said slowly: "Until they connect the last person."

"He was a very old man. I could tell that his health was not in good shape. He was breathing heavily when he spoke."

"The way he introduced it was" the fat man raised his head and looked at Jiang Cheng, his lips trembling a few times, "brain waves."

"But I checked similar ones later, and I think what he wanted to express was brain waves, but" the fat man did not continue.

He seemed to be caught up in some kind of memory, and the logic of his speech began to become confusing, "No, I still don't know whether that person is a man or a woman. He probably has a bad voice."

"The man spoke very slowly, but it was very difficult for me to understand what he said. I could only hear his last few words clearly."

"He said that if you want to see a ghost, your brain waves need to be consistent with the ghost's brain waves."

"In other words," the fat man raised his head, "when you are thinking about seeing it, the ghost is also thinking about you."

The fat man still clearly remembered that when the man finished saying this, the guests and host who had been laughing at him for deliberately pretending to be a ghost and creating a scary atmosphere immediately fell silent.

Because their show is all about how to see ghosts.

According to this person's logic, now, now!

A ghost might have appeared next to them.

"Doctor," the expression on Fatty's face was hard to describe in words. He looked at Jiang Cheng and said slowly in an unusually heavy voice, "I didn't realize one thing until much later."

"That night, maybe it wasn't the man's slurred speech that made it difficult for me to hear what he said." He paused for a few seconds, his body trembling slightly due to fear, "but there was something right next to him. Because the brain wave frequencies of the two are close, so "

"This creates interference," Jiang Cheng said coldly, "It's just like electromagnetic waves."

"That's right!" The fat man nodded fiercely, his face deformed due to fear.

But what Fatty didn't expect was that Jiang Cheng's face suddenly became weird after a few seconds, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Jiang Cheng suddenly remembered something.

In the recording made by Hu Yan who came to ask for help for the first time, there were large sections of noise.