Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Just as she was thinking this, a branch came up quietly and pierced her calf like a sharp needle, sucking her blood.

Unexpectedly, the moment it touched the blood, it was as if it was burned by boiling magma. The whole willow tree began to shake and a dull sound of pain was heard.

The ground began to shake, and the branches that came into contact with the blood broke off inch by inch and spread upwards. The willow tree seemed to have noticed it as well, and the entire branch broke and fell to the ground.

Li Fumei looked at this scene with a blank expression. It was just like this again. She had seen monsters and ghosts since she was a child, but every time they wanted to hurt her, they would look suicidal like this.

Could her blood be some kind of poison? Never mind. It’s just a dream anyway. I’ll just get some more blood and see if I can hurt this thing.

He wiped his hand on the wound and his palm was covered in blood.

The big willow tree saw that her hands were covered in blood and she was walking towards him step by step with an expressionless face like that of a devil. It scared the whole tree so much that it started shaking.

Li Fumei felt a black screen in front of her eyes. When she opened her eyes and looked around, she saw the familiar layout and knew she was in a hotel.

Hmm? How did she come back? It must have been a dream.

He turned on the light and lifted the quilt, looking at his calf that had been stabbed. His calf was smooth, but there was no blood. He murmured, "Could this be an illusion or a nightmare?"

She simply put aside the things she couldn't figure out and sat by the bed for a while. Then she felt sleepy and fell asleep. This time, the big willow tree didn't appear in her dream again.

The next morning it was just dawn.

Su Chen knocked on the door, and soon the door opened. Looking at the little girl who had already packed her bag, he smiled and said, "Fumei, let's go out for breakfast."

"Well, Master, I have something to tell you."

"You said."

Li Fumei lowered her voice and said, "I had a dream last night. In the dream, there was a very big willow tree, the kind that two or three people couldn't hug."

"I also saw a lot of... mummies hanging from that tree."

Su Chen's brows tightened: "Liu Shu, Mummy, is this the first time you have had this kind of dream?"

"Well, last night was the first time I had this kind of dream. The tree wanted to eat me, and then it touched my blood, and then ran away in pain."

"I woke up from the dream, not knowing whether it was a dream or an illusion."

Li Fumei's eyes were filled with confusion. Didn't the master have a dream? Then why was she the only one who had a dream? Was it that the tree was targeting her?

But she had never seen this kind of tree before, so why was it targeting her? The old ginkgo tree once said that it was great that she could hear trees talking, but she had never heard the willow tree talk.

Could it be that the willow tree in the dream is a mute?

Su Chen had never seen such a situation before, but this child seemed to have special abilities with plants, and he didn't know how to use them specifically.

He raised his hand and touched the little girl's head, comforting her: "It's okay, what's coming will come, don't be afraid, the master is here."

Li Fumei hummed, "I know, those trees can't hurt me. Master, don't worry, I can protect you."

"Haha, okay. Then the master will take you to have breakfast first."

After the master and disciple had their fill, they wandered around the entrance of the alley where they had located themselves. They could see a wall at a glance, so there was no way there could be a hotel. This meant that the alternate space had not yet been opened.

After a day of waiting with no response, Su Chen was just about to think of another way when he saw an old woman coming out. She had a deathly aura about her, like a corpse that had been dead for a long time.

Two little girls with bags on their backs wanted to follow her in when they saw this, but one of them, for some reason, pulled the girl away.

The old woman stared at their backs intently, a fierce look in her eyes flashing across her face. She caught sight of them from the corner of her eye, walked over slowly, and said with a smile, "Young man, do you want to find a hotel to stay in?"

Su Chen looked over when he heard this and pretended to be hesitant.

"Hey young man, our youth hostel is cheap, only 100 yuan a night with meals included. Where else can you find such a good place in this ancient town?"

"... Really? But I've never heard of any youth hostels in the ancient town."

The old woman smiled and said, "Oh, my hotel is a little out of the way, so no one usually knows about it, and you can't find it on the navigation, but it's very close over there."

"You can go and take a look. If you're not satisfied, then don't stay. I'll take you out. If you like it, you can stay here again."

Su Chen thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay, let's go and take a look. If I don't like it, old lady, you have to take me out."

The old woman felt relieved when she heard this. She was finally able to trick the two of them. If her master had not been injured and in urgent need of fresh flesh and blood, she would not have rushed out to look for it.

The figure in front was walking tremblingly. After entering the alley, Su Chen realized something was wrong. The wall in front that he could see the end of at a glance had now turned into a small path.

A path that seems to have no end in sight.

Li Fumei grabbed Su Chen's clothes and the two walked inside. The light around them became darker and darker, as if a different world appeared every few steps away.

The old woman walked in front, making no sound at all, and the surroundings were dead silent.

Soon a yard appeared in front of us. In the yard was a multi-story wooden house with red lanterns hanging under the eaves. It looked a little weird in the night.

The yard is full of roses, which emit a strong fragrance, so strong that it makes people dizzy.

Li Fumei sneezed and felt a little uncomfortable in her nose.

The old woman paused, turned around and asked with concern: "What's wrong, little girl? You feel a little cold, but you won't be cold when you get to the hotel."