The gray-white round pagoda is about ten feet high and is very similar to the pagoda, but it does not seem to have windows or tiles, and it looks sealed.

Zhou Fan was still far away from it, so there might not be no window. Perhaps because the window was so slight and could not be seen clearly, he continued to walk along the direction of the circular tower.

He passed by a deserted village, where the houses in the village were broken, most of the roofs had collapsed, vines were wrapped around wooden or mud walls, and gray-green moss grew in the dark.

There are no living creatures in the village, nor are there any bones of people or animals.

It is so quiet that it makes people feel oozing in their hearts.

What's going on in this dream?

He found that there were some snakes, insects, rats and ants in the forest, but there was nothing here, and the snakes, insects, rats and ants seemed to be far away from here.

He searched and found nothing more, so he left the village and walked towards the round pagoda.

He walked to the grassland, and the round tower was getting closer and closer to him.

But there is a black stone path on the grass.

If it weren't for the Dream World, he would definitely avoid this Black Stone Path... It should be said that he would stay away from the gray and white round tower, but now in the Dream World, the Dream tells him that he should walk over the Black Stone Path.

So he really stepped into the Black Stone Trail.

The light and shadow were constantly changing. When the change stopped, he still saw the green grass, but a strange feeling appeared in his heart.

He seemed to have been subjected to a lot of peeping, and with great malicious peeping, his body trembled faintly.

Who is watching him?

Zhou Fan took a deep breath to calm himself down. He raised his foot again and walked forward.

The light and shadow were changing again, and many scenes flashed by before his eyes, but he could not capture the clear picture and could not see clearly what these scenes were going on.

Every time I lift my foot and stop when I land, the light and shadow will stop.

He tried it several times and it was the case.

He understood that it was the influence of the Black Stone Path, and the feeling of being maliciously peeped is getting stronger and stronger, as if something would jump out at any time and swallow him up.

Even though I knew it was a dream, I still couldn't suppress my fear.

He speeded up, the light and shadow changed faster and faster, his eyes were irritated and painful, and blood flowed down from his eyes.

He no longer tried to distinguish the light and shadow contents, but closed his eyes and walked in front of him, and occasionally stopped to confirm that he had not walked out of the Black Stone Path, and then closed his eyes and walked in front of him.

The feeling of malicious peeping is as strong as the essence.

Finally he finally arrived in front of the gray-white round tower.

The tower does not have windows, except for the arched tower door, it is a completely sealed building.

The gray walls were smooth and new, and there was no way to tell what material it was. It seemed to be just built, and the tower was even larger than what he saw in the distance.

He couldn't see what was inside the tower gate. The tower seemed dark and deep, without any light coming out.

He walked in, which was not very wide, and he realized that the sealed round tower was not as dark as he thought.

But where does the light come from? Why can't you see anything outside? He can't figure it out either.

The tower was covered with dust and spider webs stuck together. It seemed that no one had visited here for a long time.

He looked at the spiral gray-white staircase, was silent for a moment before he stepped on the gray-white staircase, and he reached the second floor.

The second layer is piled with human bones, and countless yellow and white bones overlap, as if telling the tragic past before their death.

He had almost nowhere to step on his feet, but fortunately the gray and white stairs leading to the third floor were not blocked, so he ignored the bones and walked towards the third floor.

After walking onto the third floor, there are rotten corpses, not human corpses or wild beasts, but various indescribable corpses, with green corpses sucking carrion.

The rotten and smelly smell made his internal organs turn around. He covered his nose and felt a little puzzled. These corpses that looked strange were just rotten. Haven't they died for a long time?

The fourth floor seems to have nothing, but the walls are engraved with dense words, which are somewhat like tadpoles, swimming around and changing back and forth between darkness and light.

He looked at the words that seemed to have life, which were somewhat similar to the ancient words he had seen in the boat kitten before.

He walked closer and observed carefully, but could not understand its meaning, but these words could convey a very clear emotion to him.

Fear... They are feeling fear, and there is a chill in his heart seeping out. What are they fearing?

These words are constantly changing and cannot be remembered. If you force memorize it, it is like absorbing a huge amount of unknown knowledge and causing the human soul to collapse. It has many differences with the Boat Kitten, and he doesn't know if it is the same word.

He touched his hands, and the gray-white wall powder fell down, and a piece of text disappeared, and his touch killed the words.

He stood quietly and observed for a while, but left and came to the fifth floor. The fifth floor was still filled with the words that were strangely swam on the wall, and there seemed to be nothing else.

The feeling of malicious peeping came again, and he couldn't help but turn around and see a dark corner, as if a face was looking at him. He walked quickly, but saw nothing.

The face seemed to have left, but the feeling of malicious peeping did not dissipate.

Someone was looking at me... He thought irritably, walked towards the stairs and walked up to the sixth floor. Eight gray-white lights were suspended on the sixth floor, and the light was flashing, as if he could breathe.

He tried to reach out and touch one of the gray-white lights, but nothing happened. There were still swimming words on the sixth floor wall, and the words seemed to be afraid of something.

He couldn't figure it out, and continued to move up, his nose could still smell the rotten and smelly smell. After walking up the seventh floor, he saw a lot of skin as thin as a cicada's wings, piled up with seven layers.

He picked up one of the strangely shaped skins, which seemed to be some strange skin that had been shedded, but there was no abnormal change beyond that.

He pulled the skins away and looked at the wall, and there was no more text on the wall.

He silently calculated the height he was walking. If he was not wrong, the tower should be nine floors. If it was nine floors, there should be two floors left.

The things contained in this tower are strange and have no connection except those words.

So what will happen in the last two floors?

When he thought about this, he had already walked up the gray stairs.

On the eighth floor, he saw a corpse and looked at the swollen and pus-filled corpse. His throat seemed to be blocked by something, and his face showed fear.

This is his own body.

Suddenly seeing his body in front of him, even though he was mentally prepared to meet the fear, he still felt a trembling.

He gasped and told himself that it was just a dream that relieved his soul. He looked directly at his body.

The body swollen and yellow and black pus flowed out, and bright green hair grew on the face and arms.
Chapter completed!