Opening a Shop in the Nightmare World

When Wu Qinggang was sitting opposite Su Zimo, Su Zimo didn't actually fall asleep, just because the thin trainer didn't know why he sat opposite him, and was waiting for the second task to be released for tens of minutes Just staring at Su Zimo without looking at it.

In this case, the best way Su Zimo could think of was to pretend to sleep.

Even because I pretended to sleep too long, and the whole person was confused, I really took a nap in the middle and had a short dream.

In the dream, Su Zimo seemed to be standing in the Sujia cemetery on the mountainside of Shoushan. It was raining in the sky, surrounded by a group of people in black clothes, no one was talking, only the sound of rain and wind blowing through the leaves in Su Zimo's ears the sound of.

This reminded Su Zimo of Grandpa's funeral.

Did you dream so soon?

[Why are you the only one here sad? ] A completely strange voice rang around Su Zimo.

In the dream, Su Zimo turned his head subconsciously, only to find that he only saw a pair of black pants in front of his left, and a black dress corner. Su Zimo knows that he is not a little giant with a height of two meters, but he is relatively tall in his knowledge. Why can he only see the waist of those around him at this time?

Is there such a tall person in this world?

[Why are you the only one here sad? ] The figure asked again.

Su Zimo raised his head with difficulty, but found that the other party's face was hidden under a tilted black umbrella, and could not see anything.

[There are so few people, it is really deserted. ]

Hearing the figure talking again, Su Zimo looked around unconsciously. He remembered that during the daytime there were many unrelated talent pairs, how could he be deserted?

It's even more impossible to be sad alone here. After all, Su Zimo's second and third uncles are crying in the cemetery so that others can't help but hide their ears. Father Su Gan and the young uncle are also really sad... …

Ok?

Su Zimo looked around and found that there were really only a few people around, and they were all very strangers to Su Zimo. Occasionally seeing a few familiar faces, it also gave people a long, long, long time. I haven't seen it before.

There is also a boy in black hiding behind the tree next to him, who looks a little like Su Hewen when he was a child.

Even more strange is that everyone around Su Zimo is much taller than him. He must raise his head high to see their faces clearly.

No, they are not too tall, but Su Zimo in the dream is too short!

[It’s so deserted. I’m afraid they won’t know that the woman is gone. The human lifespan is really short. ] The figure holding the black umbrella sighed again, clearly a cold voice, but with a somewhat exaggerated tone.

Su Zimo looked subconsciously at the small tombstone in front. The name engraved on it was not Grandpa Su Heng, but—

Su Zimo's mother's name.

What he dreamed of was not what happened during the day today, but the scene of his mother’s funeral when he was six years old. Because the time is a bit old, even if Su Zimo can clearly remember the day of that day, he does not remember whether he really saw the weird man with a black umbrella at the funeral of that day.

He remembered that before the funeral, his father Su Gan was drunk. He was so drunk that he couldn't get up in bed, and was even late for the day.

Simply put, Su Zimo dreamed about things as a child.

[Do human children look like you? ] The figure suddenly asked strange questions.

"What?" Su Zimo suddenly found that he could speak in his dream, and his voice was as childish as when he was six years old.

[White, small, skinny, as if a gust of wind can blow you away, it is better to hold the porcelain doll in your hand. ] The tone of the voice was ridiculous again, [I can't believe it. ]

"Who are you?" Although Su Zimo was in his dream, he could clearly see the umbrella in his hand.

The black umbrella surface and the silver umbrella handle are the mysterious black umbrella that Su Zimo picked up all the information is question marks!

So the man Su Mimo dreamed of was the owner of the black umbrella?

[Someone asked me to come to you. ] The person holding the umbrella said mysteriously, [That person asked me to help you fulfill a wish. ]

"If there is such a thing, I really have to think about it." Su Zimo chuckled lightly, thinking that anything in his dream might happen, and even a fairy tale like Aladdin's magic lamp happened. .

[That's too late. ] The figure holding the umbrella said weirdly, even making Su Zimo feel that he had been glanced at lightly.

[Wake up, sitting opposite you is the thief. ] That figure sounds quite complacent, [though the thief's vision is very good, but unfortunately I am not a casual umbrella, nor a casual magic lamp, nor a casual person can use it. ]

[Wake up, wake up fast! Umbrella lost! ]

[Children, remember to take precious things with you. It’s a bad habit to put them away. ]

[Human society is developing fast, people's hearts are broken, and even umbrellas have been stolen this year. ]

[... Ah, I lost it. ] The final voice turned out to be inexplicable.

In the anxious voice, Su Zimo was so irritated that his head hurts, and he could only wake up wandering around. Then he saw the thin figure who rushed out of the subway with an umbrella and rushed into the group of strange students!

Wu Qing, the thin boy who initially made Su Zimo want to help, stole his umbrella and ran away.

"Wu Qing!"

Su Zimo heard Xiao Yuyang shouting in the next car.

"That idiot! The task only allowed us to choose a platform to get off, but did not say that we must choose the most terrible one! Yuan Yuan, your brother will die now!" Xiao Yuyang shook his head to Gan Yuan around him Say, "He has never experienced a nightmare world, and he has no nightmare points to offset the death penalty. If something happens to the ghost on the platform, it is really dead!"

"What does it have to do with me." Gan Yuan just turned his head away.

Su Zimo looked at the subway door that was still open in front of him, and heard the warning sound that the subway door was about to close the next second.

Perhaps because of Wu Qing's rampage under the umbrella just now, the many ghosts that had been lined up neatly looked like "walking corpses" scattered on the subway platform, and the strange smile on his face had not completely disappeared. , A pair of time can not respond to the appearance.

Su Zimo Meiyu tightened slightly, and rushed out of the subway with his bag without hesitation, trying to find Wu Qing and the umbrella he stole from him as quickly as possible when those ghosts did not react.

At the same time, Su Zimo's hands were always behind his back.

Even when he was surrounded by ghosts, the door of "An Yu Yi" was always behind him.

However, what Su Zimo didn't think of was... When he tried to walk lightly into the ghost group for a few seconds, the ghost group that was originally scattered by Wu Qing under the umbrella seemed to react suddenly. Stop After walking the original free footsteps, dozens of ghosts immediately turned to face the direction where Su Zimo was standing. While blocking all his way, the smile on the pale face grew wider.

When the first ghost approached Su Zimo with his head tilted, he pulled the door handle behind him for the first time.

But because the ghost rushed over faster and faster, Su Zimo suddenly touched a bag in the side pocket of the backpack behind him-it was a Su Zimo from the "Yuyu corner" belt The metal signature pen that comes out is heavier than the pen Su Suimo used.

When Su Zimo responded, he had taken the pen from the side bag and threw it out to the ghost in front of him, preparing to go back to "a corner" while the ghost was distracted.

What Su Zimo didn't think of was...

The seemingly ordinary one, the only characteristic is that the metal signature pen, which is heavier than other pens, was like an institution activated when it was thrown into the air by Su Zimo, just like the telescopic teaching pointer used in the school. Stretching one by one!

Especially when the elongated metal pen hit the ghost's head, the human should not be able to attack the fierce ghost who could only retreat. He actually fell to the ground as if he was smashed.

Su Zimo subconsciously caught the metal pen falling from midair, grabbed the weight of the part that held the pen, and then slammed it hard. After experimenting with it, Su Zimo can be sure that this pen is not a telescopic teaching pointer, but more like a light stick!

Although there are some swing sticks in the shape of a signature pen on the market, perhaps because of the relationship produced by "An Yu Yi Yu", the swing stick in Su Zimo's hand is lighter, thinner and longer, but people do not doubt it. The attack power he possessed, after all, the ghost who was knocked haphazardly just now, after falling to the ground, slowly became transparent and dispersed...

Since it is a stick dump, it is a weapon!

Su Zimo recalled the glasses and backpacks he brought from the store, but he never expected that "An Yu Yi Yu" had equipped his shop owner with a self-defense weapon from the beginning, that is, he had been casually thrown to the side. This pen in the side bag.

After lightly breathing, Su Zimo, holding a silver pen-shaped swing stick, threw a sword flower like a Western fencing, pointing at the fierce ghosts who blocked a certain direction-he just saw the umbrella thief walking over there Too.

When I was in high school before, Su Gan had taught Su Zimo to fencing for a period of time. Because Su Qian's ability is good and Su Zimo's talent is also good, so one teaches okay and one learns very well.

After learning for more than a month, the Su family found out that Su Gan was teaching. He thought that it would be better for Su's parents and grandchildren to learn some courses with cultural characteristics, such as Tai Chi sword or Oriental martial arts.

It's a pity that Su Zimo had a car accident before the course carefully prepared by Grandpa Su.

And now...

Looking at the group of ghosts that had to break through, Su Zimo held the stick in his hand tightly, all of which had the practical skills that Su Gan gave him. It seems that if you want to get back the umbrella that was annoying in your dreams, it's time to show the fighting power of the shopkeeper "An Yu Yi Yu".