Ling Fan and Chen Yuzhen launched their own speculations about the rat-eater incident. After the two expressed their statements, Tianyu and Yatou expressed their support for Ling Fan's views, but Lao Gu supported Chen Yuzhen. Lao Gu was about to die.
She moved towards Chen Yuzhen and expressed her support, saying: "Huh, Xinyan and Tianyu are both from the Ling Fan sect. Sister Zhen, don't worry, I will always stand by your side and support you, Lao Gu!
"Chen Yuzhen had a speechless look on her face. She exerted force with her feet, and Lao Gu's body lost its momentum for a moment, and fell to the ground with a thud.
"Ouch!" As soon as Gu Rufeng's butt touched the ground, he immediately gave a loud shout and shouted.
Chen Jialuo, on the other hand, clasped his hands on his chest and turned his pretty face to one side, pretending not to see anything.
"Hey, Lao Gu, it's okay now, the flattery will end up on the horse's hooves, you deserve it!" Ling Fan still feels a little nervous when he thinks back to how he was almost forcibly kissed by Lao Gu just now.
Every time I twitch, I feel very uncomfortable.
Gu Rufeng patted the dirt on his butt, then stood up and hummed: "Just pat the horse's hooves. How about it? Are you, Ling, jealous? If you have the ability, pat it too?!"
"Haha, I'm not as accurate as you, Lao Gu." Ling Fan cupped his hands towards Lao Gu, pretending to admire him, and said with a smile.
Just as Lao Gu was about to prepare a counterattack against Ling Fan, Chen Yuzhen stood up from the sofa, stretched a bit, and said: It's too late today. Let's chat. I have to go back to the room to rest. I'll have another meeting tomorrow.
Keep working."
Ling Fan also stood up, smiled at Lao Gu, and said: "Lao Gu, I won't accompany you anymore. Tomorrow I will monitor Liu Haitao with Tian Yu. I have to rest early today."
, Ling Fan walked towards his room. Next, Tian Yu and Yatou also got up and returned to their room. Lao Gu was the only one standing there in the hall of the headquarters.
"I said you..." Lao Gu pointed to everyone. Seeing that no one paid attention to him, he could only sigh, and then went back to his room with his hands behind his back.
That night, Ling Fan didn't sleep very well. He always dreamed of various dreams. In his dreams, he dreamed of the guard Lao Wang, of Shi Quansheng, and of course of the countless white mice that died tragically.
Then, he dreamed that he was in a small and depressing dark space, a place that even he himself didn't know. He had to touch around, only to find that wherever his palms fell, there were rugged rocks.
"Strange, how did I end up in a place like this? What on earth is this place?!" Ling Fan raised his head and looked around, but he couldn't see anything, just darkness.
Inadvertently, Ling Fan's ears twitched, and a rustling sound came from ahead and reached his ears.
Driven by curiosity, Ling Fan walked forward along the narrow rocky path. He saw a light in front of him, just a ray of light. Under the light, a black figure squatted with his back to Ling Fan.
, I can’t see what he looks like from the front.
It turned out that the rustling sound turned out to be a gentle sobbing sound, and the source of the sound was the man squatting in the darkness.
Although Ling Fan was a little scared, he still mustered up the courage to look at the black figure and asked: "Hey, who are you and what are you doing in the fields?!"
"I'm hungry...I'm so hungry...I'm so hungry..." The black figure did not turn around to look at Ling Fan, but instead made a faint, weak, ghost-like voice.
Hearing this creepy sound, Ling Fan felt his scalp tighten, but he still stared at the black figure closely, and while walking cautiously, he asked softly: "What did you just do?
What you said, I didn’t hear clearly.”
After a few steps, Ling Fan came behind the black figure and gently patted the black figure on the shoulder.
"I said I'm so hungry!
Suddenly, the black figure suddenly turned around and pointed his face at Ling Fan.
But how could that be a human face? It was clearly the face of a mouse. The small eyes shot out greedy and vicious gazes. The black figure in front of me was clearly a monster with a mouse head and body!
"Ah————!" Ling Fan was immediately frightened and fell to the ground. The sharp rocks instantly pierced his body, and a sharp pain spread throughout his body.
Perhaps because the pain was too severe, Ling Fan suddenly opened his eyes.
Only then did he realize that it was just a dream, a terrible dream.
"Strange, what's wrong with me? Why do I have such strange dreams..." Ling Fan sat up from the bed, stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, and sighed to himself.
Since the room was an inner suite, his room was completely dark after closing the door. Ling Fan got up and turned on the light next to the bed, then picked up his phone and looked at the time on it, only to find that it was three o'clock in the morning.
"Huh, I seem to have woken up early. Really, my hope of sleeping until dawn has been lost again, damn rat-eater!" Ling Fan threw the phone aside with some anger, leaned his back on the bed, and put his hands on
Holding his head, staring at the ceiling, his mind went blank.
"簌簌————" Just when Ling Fan was staring at the ceiling with a blank mind, he heard a terrifying sound like a dream coming from the hall of the headquarters.
Perhaps because of that dream, Ling Fan's scalp tightened again. As the saying goes, curiosity killed the cat!
Although Ling Fan was a little scared, the curiosity surging in his head gradually took over, so after hesitating for a moment, Ling Fan jumped up from the bed. Of course, in order not to make any noise, he did not wear trousers.
He was standing barefoot on the floor.
Ling Fan put his ear against the door and listened carefully. Sure enough, the sound coming from the hall was exactly the same as the rustling sound in the dream.
In order to prevent others from being discovered, Ling Fan turned off the lights in his bedroom, then returned to the door again, carefully opened the door, and pulled out a small gap.
The hall was dark at this time, and only the silver moonlight shone in next to the window. However, in this darkness, a black figure moved furtively, and then squatted in the corner, making a rustling sound.
The sound of rustling.
Seeing this scene, Ling Fan's scalp tightened up again. He quickly reached out and pinched his face. It hurt. This was not a dream, this was reality!
'How could such a thing happen? How could a dream become reality?!' Ling Fan shouted over and over again in his heart, unable to believe what he saw with his eyes.
However, this is a real scene. There is indeed a black figure squatting in the corner of the hall and making a terrifying sound like a dream.
'What should I do now, rush out, wake everyone up and catch monsters together, or should I close the door and pretend not to know anything and just go to sleep?!' Ling Fan stared at the black figure while thinking in his mind
Engaging in profound and complex ideological struggles.
In the end, the first thought defeated the second thought, and Ling Fan finally knew that he was not a person who would escape.
In order to be able to deal with the black shadow, Ling Fan picked up a wooden stick, then carefully opened the door to the room, then walked out of the room silently, moved against the wall to the light switch in the hall, stretched out his hand and put it on
He turned on the switch and wanted to turn on the lights in the room, but to Ling Fan's dismay, after pressing the switch a few times, the lights in the hall didn't come on!
'Damn it!' Ling Fan cursed in his heart, and then gave up turning on the light in the room.
Of course, it's not appropriate to knock on the door at this time, and it would be even worse if the black figure is disturbed.
After thinking about it, Ling Fan felt that he had to solve it by himself. He took a deep breath, then held the wooden stick in both hands and slowly moved towards the black figure squatting in the corner.
After a few steps, Ling Fan came behind the black figure, holding the wooden stick high in both hands.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?!" Ling Fan took a deep breath again and asked quickly.
The black figure did not turn around, but still made a rustling sound, saying in a weak voice: "I'm so hungry..."
Instantly, the hair on Ling Fan's back stood up and his hair became tight. An ominous premonition came over him: Damn, the dream has become a reality!
"Damn monster, die!" Ling Fan tightly held the wooden stick in his hand with trembling hands, shouted loudly, and swung it down.
There was a loud bang, as if the wood hit something, it made a violent sound, and then the strong force bounced the wooden stick away from Ling Fan's hand.
"Oops!" The wooden stick was released, and Ling Fan immediately yelled "Oops."
The black figure seemed to be startled by Ling Fan's sudden attack and ran away quickly.
Just when Ling Fan was chasing the black figure like crazy, there was a snap, and then the entire headquarters hall was immediately filled with bright light.
Ling Fan and the dark figure immediately stopped, but the dark figure was startled, and quickly covered himself with his clothes and curled up in a corner of the sofa, his body shaking.
Tian Yu was seen standing in front of the hall wearing a coat, looking at Ling Fan, and asked doubtfully: "It's late at night, you're not sleeping, what are you doing in the hall?"
Ling Fan pointed at the dark figure curled up on the sofa and shouted: "Tianyu, there is a monster, there is a monster in the hall, really, it is on the sofa now!"
Tianzhen glanced at Ling Fan with cold eyes, and then when she came to the side of the sofa, she saw a small figure curled up in the corner of the sofa, completely covered by a brown pajamas.
Tian Yu reached out and opened the pajamas, and pulled out the figure curled up on the sofa. She frowned slightly and said, "Xinyan, what are you doing here?!"