What about the good-for-nothing little celestial master?

The door of the house was closed, and a group of people inside the door were trembling, but the vines outside the door suddenly became quiet again.

Tang Lingcha leaned against the door, stepping on a broken vine. The vine creaked under his feet, making it the only sound in the room.

Tang Lingcha raised his eyes slightly to look at the people in the room.

"Idle is idle, let's talk about what everyone has done after they came in, and what they have done, maybe you can get some useful information from it."

After the words fell, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and some even hid inside, but no one spoke.

Tang Ling teased, "Okay, let's stare here."

It was He Youle who spoke first.

She was surrounded by the crew, and her body was also covered with several bloodstains by vines. She was already very good-looking, but now she gave off a poignant and broken feeling, with big eyes that were watery and charming.

She said, "We were shooting a drama here last month. These are our crew members. We don't know why we came here suddenly."

Tang Lingcha asked again, "At the beginning, you could still wake up, so did you find anything different this time compared to before?"

He Youle seemed to remember something terrible, his whole body trembled, and his eyes were full of fear.

She said tremblingly, "At first we all thought it was a dream, just like before, nothing happened when we woke up the next day, and no one knew why we couldn't wake up this time."

"In my dream, I saw the people in this place busy arranging the wedding, and the cycle repeated again and again. I tried countless ways but couldn't wake up, and then I accidentally fell asleep. After falling asleep, I fell asleep again. Had a second dream."

Xiao Luo also leaned against the door and looked at her thinking, "How are you sure it's the second dream?"

He Youle reached out and hugged her knees, hands tightly together.

"Because it's too scary and I don't want to go through it a second time."

Tang Lingcha turned her head and looked out the window. The bright moon outside the window was still the same as when they came in, and there was no change. What was surprising was that all the vines had disappeared, and the whole street was empty, as if none of them had existed just now. .

Seeing that they didn't say anything, He Youle continued, "As soon as I entered, I found that I was lying in a dark place, and I could feel it was still moving. I reached out and touched it in the air. I found that the top of my head was solid wood, and the surroundings were also the same. A picture suddenly flashed in my mind, I was in a coffin, I was terrified, shouted and kicked the coffin vigorously, But no matter how much I shouted, no one paid attention to me. At that time, I was thinking that if I really couldn’t get out, I might never be able to get out. I don’t know how long it took. Somewhere, just when I was desperate I heard someone calling me."

Tang Lingcha turned around, "Who, who is it?"

"I thought it was a very weird sound at the time, until I opened my eyes and found that there was no one beside me, only a paper doll, and that paper doll only lasted for a moment and then disappeared, but no matter what I heard Never dare to sleep again."

A young boy beside Zhang Baiyue was stunned, his eyes widened and he muttered to himself.

"Are you kidding me? Why can the paper doll talk? You haven't woken up yet."

He was talking to himself, but the scene was so quiet that he could even hear a needle drop on the ground, not to mention his voice, so everyone looked at him when he spoke.

Zhang Baiyue also gave him a look. The man probably knew that he had said something wrong, so he took a step back and apologized.

"sorry."

The atmosphere was a little weird for a while.

Tang Lingcha smiled, stretched out his hand to hook, and a little paper man who was standing on the opening of the hole with his waist up and looking around the house jumped down, bouncing towards him.

Tang Lingcha squatted down and drew his mouth with his thumb.

After the painting was finished, the little paper figurine immediately turned around in a circle, calling Tang Lingcha cheerfully.

"Master, master, master."

Tang Lingcha stopped its excited little body, raised his hand and stroked its head.

"Hey, go and stay."

The little paper man twisted and jumped back happily.

Tang Lingcha straightened up, and looked at the Zhang family with ulterior motives.

"Who just said that paper figurines can't speak."

The little paper figurine also boldly repeated a sentence.

"Hmph, who said paper figurines can't talk."

Everyone at the scene was frightened by this scene.

Tang Lingcha continued to signal He Youle to continue as if nothing had happened.

"What did it tell you?"

It took He Youle a long time to recover from the episode just now.

"It said, don't sleep, you will never wake up after falling asleep."

At this time, a young man beside He Youle also said, "Yes, I also had the same dream, and I was awakened by a paper man."

Someone in the crowd responded, "Yes, and I also found that our people are getting fewer and fewer, and they are probably all trapped inside."

Tang Lingcha frowned.

"They have never attacked you before."

He Youle shook his head with the rest of the group.

"No, we're just stuck here, and we haven't done anything to hurt us."

Holding the wooden sword in his hand, Zhang Fenglan said, "But we didn't sleep today, why did they attack us?"

Tang Lingcha put her hand on her chin and smiled.

Xiao Luo looked at this dazed young man and said slowly, "If you hadn't interrupted their wedding and came to snatch their marriage, I don't think we would be like this, what do you think?"

Zhang Fenglan was also anxious, saying that it doesn't matter if she is alone, but they are targeting the Zhang family.

"Then you think the owner of this place is a good person, then why does he still keep people trapped here, repeating the cycle again and again, why does he think it's fun?"

There was a trace of coolness in Xiao Luo's eyes.

"If I'm not mistaken, these people were all brought in because they were still outside at night, and someone should have reminded you not to take them outside after dark."

Zhang Fenglan said, "Why do they say they are outside, so they have to be outside."

Xiao Luo said, "I guess other people think the same way, so everyone has appeared here, but if you follow the Romans, who do you blame for not listening to the village chief?"

Zhang Fenglan was about to go crazy with anger, but she seemed to be wronged, so she blushed with anger, and whoever went out of the Zhang family was not regarded as a high altar, how could anyone say that.

"you."

"Enough, Feng Lan."

Zhang Baiyue looked a little embarrassed.

"It's our fault. If we knew this was the case, we would definitely not take action at will."

Tang Lingcha gave them a gesture of praise, "Then you are really outstanding."

"We asked the people in the village today, and they said that these two people are also from other places, and their cultivation base is not low. Then something must have happened to cause this kind of thing to happen, and maybe the first layer of dreams is related to The second dream is not a person at all."

Zhang Fenglan didn't understand again. Only strong enough demons and ghosts could maintain this kind of double dream, otherwise it would be easy to be swallowed into one, and this place doesn't look like a small village that had such an existence.

He said strangely, "How could that be?"

Tang Lingcha gave him a sideways look.

"Then why do you think you can't?"

Zhang Fenglan said, "The two layers of dreams are not the same person, just how could such a thing happen in this small village."

Tang Lingcha snorted coldly, "What's wrong with the little village, you came to the little village, and neither did your Zhang family."

Zhang Fenglan choked for a moment and didn't speak.

Tang Lingcha ignored him, "Xiao Luo."

Xiao Luo hummed lightly.

"Ok?"

He moved his wrist, "I plan to go to the second layer of dreamland to have a look."

Xiao Luo looked at him, not surprised that he would do this.

"I go with you."

Tang Lingcha shook his head, "No, I don't worry about them. You are responsible for waking me up here, and I will go by myself."

Zhang Fenglan said in a low voice, "Why don't we worry about it?"

Tang Lingcha chuckled, "Hey, if it weren't for you, we would have hid here just now."

Zhang Fenglan, "..."

Tang Lingcha looked around and sat down with his knees bent, his legs crossed in a meditation posture.

Tang Lingcha was good-looking and sat on the ground as if she was about to turn into a fairy in the next moment.

He glanced at Xiao Luo.

"I'm going, see you later."

Xiao Luo nodded.

"Okay, see you later."

Tang Lingcha smiled, closed her eyes and began to meditate.

It's just that the whole room is full of people watching him sleep, so the pressure is still a bit high.

Suddenly, his eyes went dark, and a black figure fell in front of him. Tang Lingcha opened his eyes and saw that Xiao Luo was standing in front of him, blocking his entire body, blocking the eyes of everyone behind him.

Tang Lingcha couldn't help but calm down, and gently closed his eyes again.

It didn't know how long it would take, but when Tang Lingcha opened his eyes again, there was darkness in front of him.

He should have come in.

He stretched out his hand and touched the surroundings, and it was really a closed coffin.

The entire coffin was empty, and he could feel that someone was carrying the coffin outside.

At this moment, another voice came from outside.

"Hey, why is this coffin so heavy all of a sudden?"

And Tang Lingcha also felt just now that the space of the coffin was originally small, but at this moment there was another aura in the whole space.

The black thread in Tang Lingcha's hand flew out, and the black thread came over with a fierce murderous aura.

The next moment the entire coffin was blown apart, and the fragments of the coffin were scattered all over the place.

With the help of the moonlight, Tang Lingcha also saw clearly the person he had caught.

The man held on to his black string and stood in the shadows under the tree.

"it's me."

Hearing this familiar voice, Tang Lingcha abruptly withdrew the black thread in his hand, and the black thread wrapped around his wrist again.

"Xiao Luo, why is it you? Didn't I tell you to wait for me below?"

Xiao Luo moved closer to him, and smiled, "I don't trust you, so I came here to have a look."

"You're not afraid that neither of us will wake up."

"Will not."

"Forget it, come here."

Only now did Tang Lingcha have time to look around where he was.

I saw that the place where I was was a large mass grave.

There are many coffins on the mass grave, and these coffins are placed on the ground, densely packed at a glance.

"Why are these coffins not buried in the soil, but simply placed on the ground."

Tang Lingcha walked over and opened one of the coffins, and there was a man lying inside.