How about dreams?

When Zhou Fan and Gu Yan were inquiring eyes, Huang Bujue frowned and said, "In my dream, I always pinched my neck with both hands, which made me feel difficult to breathe, that's all."

A pair of hands choke the neck?

Zhou Fan and Gu Yan were both slightly stunned.

"It's like a very ordinary nightmare, but I can't see who the master of those hands is, nor do I struggle to get rid of those strange hands, so I let him keep pinching my neck." Huang Bujue thought for a while and added.

"In the dream, can you remember who you are?" Zhou Fan asked with great experience.

"I haven't thought about this problem." Huang Bujue shook his head and denied.

"Zhou Fan didn't dream, but Aunt Huang Shi, you have such a nightmare, then Aunt Huang Shi, you have to be careful." Gu Yan's face changed slightly and said, "You can keep sleeping. When half an hour comes, I will try to wake you up again."

This may waste some sleep time, but it is always better than a danger without knowing it. It is like yellow and unaware. Maybe you can let your hands keep pinching them, and maybe your soul will collapse.

Zhou Fan and Huang didn't know how to talk anymore, but lay down and continued to sleep.

Zhou Fan was a little nervous. He knew that he was in a period of misfortune as a lifeless person. After sleeping, some unpredictable dangers may occur.

But no matter what, he still had to sleep. He began to adjust his breathing and soon entered a state of sleep.

After a while, he opened his eyes again and found that it was already dawn.

Zhou Fan sat up from the snow, and there was a vast red area around him.

He was slightly stunned, and then he realized that the snow was bright red.

Bright red snow?

He raised his eyebrows slightly. He remembered that the snow was not bright red, but what color was the snow?

He can't remember it.

Zhou Fan stood up from the ground and looked at the gray sky. He began to walk in one direction and shouted, "Is there anyone?"

"Is there anyone who answered me?"

In the vast red snow, he seemed to be the only one left.

Even the snow plants that you occasionally encounter are bright red.

Gradually, Zhou Fan did not shout again, he knew it was futile.

He forgot how long he saw a dense bright mangrove forest.

Each tree is more than ten feet tall.

He walked over with a smile on his face. There might be someone in the woods.

When he got closer, he realized that the wrinkled vase of the bright red trees were all painfully twisted faces.

Every tree has countless human faces.

Zhou Fan trembled all over, and he turned around and ran until he was away from the bright red forest. He stopped panting. He looked back and found that the bright red human-faced forest could no longer be seen.

He breathed a sigh of relief and continued to rush in the opposite direction.

But after walking for a while, he saw a bright red forest again.

The difficulty is the human-faced woods I have seen before?

He couldn't believe it and shook his head, looked carefully at the forest. The closer he got, the more familiar he felt, and then he saw the wrinkled vase on the trees, which were made up of human faces.

It was as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his body's temperature was getting lower and lower.

At this moment, the whole world collapsed.

Zhou Fan opened his eyes and saw Gu Yan and Huang Bujue squatting in the snow pit and watching him.

Zhou Fan sat up and felt that his head was cracking, and it hurt so hard, but the pain was disappearing rapidly.

"Is it okay?" Huang Bujue asked.

"Nothing big." Zhou Fan shook his head: "Has anything happened after I fell asleep?"

"That's not, but this time you're hard to wake up. Aunt Huang Shi and I called you for a while before you woke up." Gu Yan frowned.

This is very abnormal. Even if a warrior falls asleep, he often maintains a hint of alertness in the wilderness. As long as someone calls him, he will wake up immediately.

Zhou Fan's face changed slightly, and he called him for a while before he woke him up? That means that he was in a deep dream, otherwise such a situation would not have happened.

"Did you have a nightmare? What did you dream about?" Huang Bujue asked.

Zhou Fan told Huang Bujue and Gu Yan in detail the nightmare he had.

Bright red snow? Wooden vase human face?

After hearing this strange dream, Huang Bujue and Gu Yan both changed their faces slightly.

But dreams are dreams, and the two of them don’t know how to explain them.

"Do you think of who you are in your dream?" Huang Bujue asked.

"There is no such consciousness at all." Zhou Fan said in a deep voice.

"If there is, if you enter the same dream again, don't enter the woods in the end. Since you will encounter it no matter which direction you go, then stay where you are." Huang Bujue suggested.

"I think too, but this doesn't seem to be something I can control." Zhou Fan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Where are you? Have you had a nightmare this time? Wait... You said you'll enter the same dream again, right?"

Zhou Fan looked at Huang Bujue with a look of surprise.

Huang Bujue said with a heavy face: "Yes, I just entered the same dream, but I still strangled my neck and couldn't see who the owner of those hands was, but I felt that he was getting harder and harder, and I could feel that he wanted to strangle me to death."

"If this is the case, it is very likely that no matter whether we wake up or not, as long as we continue to fall asleep, as long as the dream has not yet been completed, we will still appear in the dream." Zhou Fan speculated: "It's just that we never know this information."

"This is also impossible. We came here in a hurry and had no idea about Qianhuan Snow Mountain." Gu Yan said, "You two are careful and keep sleeping. I will call you again after half an hour."

Zhou Fan and Huang Bujue were silent for a moment, but still lay down again.

"I just hope I don't appear in that dream again. There is something wrong with that strange human-faced forest. The nightmare I have is probably much more serious than Lord Huang... No, I can't say that, I can only say it is complicated. After all, Lord Huang has been choked all the time. In terms of danger, Lord Huang is still more dangerous..."

Zhou Fan thought about these things that were not available and soon fell asleep.

It was still bright red snow, and not far away was the bright red forest with human-faced bark.

His eyes were dizzy.

He shook his head, subconsciously moved away from the bright red forest and walked towards the third direction outside the two forests.

But he soon discovered a reality of fear: no matter which direction he goes, he can encounter the bright red forest.

Exactly the same human-faced bark forest.

He stood blankly, thinking to himself that this forest could either move or the snowy world was actually surrounded by human-faced and bark forests.

So where should he go?

He stared at the bright red forest in front of him, and a voice in his heart kept warning him not to enter the forest.

In fact, he thought so too.

The crying of children came from the forest.
Chapter completed!