The door of the house was banging loudly, and there was heavy wind and rain outside the window. Accompanied by the roar of thunder, the knock on the door was like a reminder, making people panic.

Si Ling's guest room was on the first floor, and Fang Muzhi and Jiu Ze lived next door. Such a loud knock on the door would definitely wake them up. Si Ling sat slumped on the bed for a few minutes, and then fell into the bed.

Put it in the pillow. When the sky is falling, there is still a tall one holding up. Isn’t this how horror movies are played? In the dead of night, the frightened heroine will always make the wrong choice out of curiosity, for example - to a stranger

People open the door.

She covered her head with the quilt, but the fierce knocking on the door did not stop. The quilt still carried her body temperature with her, and the warmth gradually soothed her nerves that were tense due to the knocking on the door and the sound of wind and rain. Listening for a while

It was like a lullaby. His eyelids closed unconsciously, and his thoughts fell into another layer of nothingness. But just when he was about to fall asleep again, Si Ling woke up with a jolt.

Unknowingly, a layer of fine sweat had climbed up on her forehead. She touched her face, sat up from the bed, slowly lifted the quilt and got out of bed. The air was moist and cool and enveloped her body. Her slippers also

It's ice cold, not like the temperature a house should have in summer.

She stood in front of the window and paused for two seconds, but did not open the curtains to see the outside world. Instead, she walked straight to the door, put her ear against the door, and slowly grabbed the doorknob with her left hand and pressed it.

The rapid knocking on the door fell silent as the doorknob slowly turned. Si Ling pressed her body against the door to prevent a sudden impact from outside, while still pulling the door open through a gap.

Just as she expected, the person standing outside the door was Master Yan, who should be lying on the hospital bed.

After human beings fall asleep, because their brain nerves are still awake, they will have dreams. Most of the time these dreams will be forgotten as the morning comes. Sometimes they have hazy memories when they first wake up. Another situation is that they are forgotten by someone.

An action triggered a sudden recollection of her dream with extremely clear clarity. Sling just now suddenly remembered her dream while half asleep and half awake.

——It was exactly the same as what was happening now. And by some strange coincidence, she actually made the same choice again, but with some slight differences in some details. This feeling did not feel like being forced or being controlled by something remotely.

The behavior came out, but the appearance had a sense of déjà vu, or an inevitable familiarity, which made her act like this from the bottom of her heart.

Suppressing the huge fear and anxiety in her heart, she did not show the slightest surprise on her face, "I'm visiting late at night. If you have anything to say, you can come in and say something. It's awkward standing at the door." Si Ling opened the door generously.

, turned sideways to make room for Mr. Yan, who was obviously not right at this time, and invited him to come in to talk. The corridor was dark, and Mr. Yan's rapid knocking on the door did not even wake up the sensor light, and the knocking stopped.

After that, there was only the sound of wind and rain outside, slamming against the windows.

Master Yan stood on tiptoes, literally drifting in from the door, and sat next to the table. Siling didn't close the door, turned around and came back to face Master Yan. Since the other party took the initiative to come to him, he must have something to say, Sling.

He didn't speak again and waited quietly for Master Yan to speak.

Sure enough, after a while, Master Yan couldn't help but speak out and tell the whole story about his situation. And what Master Yan wanted to talk about happened to start from the strange dreams he had for several nights.

He sighed, smacked his lips and thought for a while: "A person's dreams are always related to what happens in reality. Sometimes they seem unrelated, but there is a lot of mystery in them. So I started to dream. When it came to my father, I became alert. Dead people never appear in dreams for no reason."

"So, what did your father say?"

"No, what he said was nothing more than caring about whether my business was doing well, telling me to go back to my hometown every year to visit graves, and other trivial matters in life. But this was not what I wanted to say. The next day I went to a nearby store Incense was burned in the temple and paper was burned for him. But every day since then, I would dream about the deceased."

He put his finger under his nose and inhaled, which is a common action for smokers. "Every day, I dream about dead people. There is not a single living person. What's even more frightening is that these people are very kind to me. They Sometimes they would chat with me and tell me where they lived. I followed the addresses and found them, and without exception, they were all cemeteries."

Siling propped up her chin, "What happens next? Since you are aware of the problem and believe in it, why don't you find someone to interpret the dream?"

"Why not?" Master Yan shook his head and sighed, "Not only was there no help, I also found that my health was getting worse and worse. I often felt sleepy and exhausted. At that time, I knew that I didn't have much time left, but I can't let anything happen to me at this time! The eldest brother is dissatisfied and has his mind captivated by women. He doesn't want to marry a girl from the Zhou family. The second child is even more successful than successful. If something happens to me, the company's The stock is going to crash."

Si Ling frowned slightly after listening to Master Yan's words, and then heard Master Yan talking about the mirror, "It was at this time that a friend introduced me to a gentleman who told me about my destiny. I will not die a happy death, and the Yan family's fortune will plummet because of me. And my yang life is almost over, but my qian life is still more than ten years away. This means that I will have to wander on the road to hell for ten years before I have the chance to do anything. Qiao was reincarnated. In the past ten years, there have been too many variables. If the soul is weak, it may fly away at any time and never be reincarnated. It may also become a ghost and lose its mind and cannot be reborn. I asked myself that I did not do less charity and public welfare during my lifetime. , it’s also life!”

"Master Yan is not a person who obeys destiny."

"That's natural. I have gone through many ups and downs in the business world, and I think I have a very clear view of this life or the afterlife. If I don't fight for this life, I will be the fish on the chopping board! So I asked the master Give me a solution."

"Is that the mirror?"

Mr. Yan straightened his body, sat upright, nodded and replied: "Yes, and no. You are only half right. Sir, he gave me half a way to survive. Three days later, he brought a mirror to practice My soul was drawn out and hid in the mirror, thus avoiding the bull-headed horse face. It saved half of my life. But with the remaining half of my life, he told me that I need to wait for a destined person, because I have accumulated virtues and done good deeds. He will save me."
Chapter completed!