Chapter 163 Source
"How is it?" The fat man trotted over, looked at Jiang Cheng and asked: "Is everything going well?"
After Jiang Cheng was silent for a few seconds, he suddenly asked: "This How long have I been gone?”
The fat man thought for a moment, “20 minutes?” ?" He added: "It won't be long anyway, because it's too cold here at night. I just changed into thicker clothes, and then I heard something moving downstairs. When I came down, I saw that you were back. "
After hearing Fatty’s answer, Jiang Cheng also had a clearer understanding of the nightmare.
The time it took him to enter the nightmare was definitely not as long as 20 minutes. The 20 minutes the fat man mentioned should be counted from the time he entered the bedroom.
But he didn't include the time it took to fall asleep.
Excluding this period of time, Jiang Cheng thinks that the time he really spent in the nightmare should only be a few minutes, or even less.
You know, he has spent several days in the nightmare world.
Obviously, the flow of time there is different from that in the real world, and the passage connecting the two worlds is the black iron door.
The fat man was standing next to Jiang Cheng. He also noticed that Jiang Cheng was different from when he came out before. He seemed to be in a low mood and even spoke less.
"Doctor," the fat man swallowed and said in as calm a voice as possible: "Are you okay?"
"Did anything special happen while I was away? Will it happen?”
The fat man thought for a while. He said seriously: "No."
"After you went back to the bedroom to sleep, I stayed outside the bedroom and didn't find anything." He continued: "I didn't see you walking out of the bedroom. This is where you will appear again.”
Jiang Cheng picked up the cup and took another sip of water, "Where's the voice?"
"This." The fat man seemed hesitant.
Jiang Cheng turned to look at him. The fat man's expression didn't seem like he was hiding something from him, but more like he wasn't sure about the matter, so he didn't know how to express it.
“Just say it’s a phenomenon,” Jiang Cheng said.
"Doctor, actually, I had a premonition when you were about to come out," the fat man said hesitantly.
Jiang Cheng frowned sharply and paused with the water glass in his hand, "Go on."
"I don't know how to describe this feeling. It's like a sudden flash of electricity in my head, that's it. It’s a very strange feeling. Anyway, when that feeling came, I knew something must have happened, and I was about to enter a nightmare when I contacted you, so I guessed that you were back.”
Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes gradually. Eye-catching.
The fat man seemed to have thought of something and spoke quickly, but he couldn't help but lower his voice: "Doctor," his throat rolled, "When I was driving a big car outside, I would often I was sleepy, so late one night I suddenly found a radio station that specialized in telling supernatural stories. "
"I thought it would be refreshing to listen to it, but it turned out that their topic that day happened to be discussing ways to see ghosts, that is, how to see ghosts. See a ghost.”
“They also specially connected a few guests, saying that they were all people who had experienced ghost sightings.”
“I remember the first person said that she was a student, and she said that she once used a magic pen to ask for ghosts. She had seen ghosts, and a friend she was with broke a leg the next day. She thought it was related to playing the Pen Fairy Game."
“But I don’t really believe this,” Fatty explained: “This person said she was a high school student, but her voice sounded like she was in her 30s or almost 40s. I guess she was found by the program team. "Please."
Jiang Cheng didn't answer and just listened quietly the whole time. He knew that the fat man must have discovered something if he could talk so much.
“The second person’s method is to knock the bowl with uncooked rice on the cross street. The uncooked rice is the kind of rice that is half-cooked.”
He swallowed and continued: "The man said that he saw a dozen skinny black figures in this way, the kind that appeared suddenly. Those who appeared all starved to death."
< br>"He also emphasized that during this process, the chopsticks hitting the bowl must not stop, otherwise Otherwise you will be discovered by ghosts.”
The fat man then mentioned things like holding an umbrella indoors, bending down to look behind you through your crotch, closing your eyes in front of the mirror and silently reciting your name, combing your hair in the middle of the night, and using red. Drawing eyebrows on portraits of dead people and a series of other ways that claim to be able to see ghosts.
Jiang Cheng frowned slightly, and it could be seen that his patience was almost exhausted.
He was sitting here not wanting to hear this from the fat man.
"Doctor," the fat man pursed his lips, "listen to what I have to say."
Jiang Cheng looked into the fat man's eyes and did not say the words that came to his lips. He rarely saw the fat man behave like this. Eyes.
He is afraid, Jiang Cheng can be sure.
The fat man took a deep breath and said slowly: "Until they connected the last person."
"That was a very old man, I can feel his My health is not good either, and my voice is wheezing when I speak.”
"The way he introduced it was," the fat man raised his head and looked at Jiang Cheng, his lips trembling a few times, "brain waves."
"But I checked similar ones later, and I think what he wanted to express was brain waves." Radio waves, but" the fat man did not continue.
He seemed to be caught up in some kind of memory, and the logic of his speech began to become confusing, "No, I still don't know whether the person is a man or a woman. He probably has a bad voice."
"The man's words The speed was very slow, but it was very difficult for me to understand what he said. I could only hear his last few words clearly. "
"He said that if you want to see ghosts, you need your brain waves and energy. The ghost’s brainwaves are consistent.”
"In other words." The fat man raised his head, "When you are thinking about seeing it, the ghost is also thinking about you."
The fat man still clearly remembers when the man finished saying this. At that time, the guests and hosts who were still laughing at him for deliberately pretending to be a ghost and creating a scary atmosphere immediately fell silent.
Because their program is all about how to see ghosts.
According to this person's logic, now, now!
The ghost may have appeared beside them.
"Doctor," the expression on the fat man's face was hard to describe in words. He looked at Jiang Cheng and said slowly in an unusually heavy voice, "I didn't realize one thing until a long time later."
"That night, maybe it wasn't that person's slurred speech that made me unable to hear what he said." He paused for a few seconds, his body Trembling slightly because of fear, "But there is something right next to him, because the brain wave frequencies of the two are close, thus..."
"There is interference," Jiang Cheng said coldly: "Just Similar to electromagnetic waves."
"Yes!" The fat man nodded fiercely, his face deformed due to fear.
But what Fatty didn't expect was that Jiang Cheng's face suddenly became weird after a few seconds, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
Jiang Cheng suddenly remembered something.
In the recording made by Hu Yan who came to ask for help for the first time, there were large sections of noise. I created a penguin 309592377. If you like it, you can come and play and listen to the author's stories. (It should be because of the new group. It takes about one working day for review, so don't worry.)
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