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Hospital? The log information that he had read appeared automatically in Mo Lang's mind. It seemed that the hospital was mentioned in many places. As he had played countless dreams, he instantly understood that this was the dream maker who was laying the groundwork for the next dream, digging holes and burying easter eggs.

Sure enough, as soon as he asked about the hospital-related information, Yan Qin hugged his head with a painful expression and didn't want to say anything, as if it was a very painful memory.

It seems that the dream maker has not thought about the plot of the next dream. It is estimated that he is a **** who just digs holes and does not bury them. Damn!

Mo Lang was aroused by curiosity, but he still concentrated his energy in front of him, and glanced at the pendant on his chest. Although there was still a faint blackness, it had faded a lot compared to when he encountered the monster You Junyu. Come to think of it. It should be caused by the ubiquitous malice in this space.

She also relaxed her vigilance against the girl in front of her. She was just a poor child who was sent to a mental hospital because of the death of a good friend and was overstretched.

Died?

Mo Lang was stunned for a moment, then said: "Isn't Li Xue already dead? Why should I ask her?"

"Not dead! Li Xuecai is not dead! She was just locked in a mirror!" Yan Qin suddenly grabbed his arm and roared, her long fingernails scratching and pulling bright red marks on it.

"Not dead, not dead, be quiet." Mo Lang hissed immediately, and at the same time pricked up his ears to listen. Sure enough, there was the sound of an axe mopping the floor, but after wandering around for a while, it disappeared again.

Yan Qin's eyes were red, and the tears couldn't stop flowing again, "After Li Xue was locked in the mirror, Teacher You also helped me find a lot of friends, but they were all locked in the basement because of me, so I didn't let them out. No more friends."

It seems that there are also unclean things in the basement, which should be the final boss of this dream.

Noticing that Yan Qin's cry was getting louder and louder, Mo Lang quickly comforted him, "Don't cry, I'll be your friend."

This dream master is really powerful. One second she was a weak and weak girl, and the next second she fell into a state of mania. She really looks like a mentally unstable person.

"Really?" Yan Qin stopped crying, a smile on her tearful face, stretched out her finger and said, "Relax, no matter what happens, you are my best friend."

"Okay." Mo Lang hooked his finger up, the pendant on his chest was oozing with chills, and when he looked down, there was a mopping sound outside. This time the mopping sound did not go away, but kept slicing Chopping the wooden door of the room, as if looking for them.

Damn, this monster is back, and it will be found sooner or later.

"As a good friend, should you tell me where that mirror is? Let's go to the basement together and let your friend out."

Yan Qin tilted her head, as if she was thinking. After a while, she smiled and said, "Okay, Li Xue should also be very happy that I made new friends."

"The door of that room is red and easy to find. Li Xue knows a lot of things, but she will only answer three questions for us."

"It's a pity that she can't speak now, so she can only answer with a pen."

"If we find that room, we can ask questions by sitting in front of the mirror and holding a pen in our hands, but we have to close our eyes and not open them, or she will be angry."

"And don't ask her how she got locked in the mirror and what's in the basement, so she'll get angry too."

Yan Qin's words were a bit disorganized, and Mo Lang thought for a while before clarifying the meaning of these words, but it was more in line with the state of a mentally unstable person.

"Family, I have found the key clues to this dream. Next, I just need to find the mirror and enter the basement. You can wait for the dream maker to quit the dream industry." Mo Lang is now extremely confident, and then as long as Just avoid that monster.

I was only frightened when I encountered monsters, so I think it shouldn't affect the level B and above clearance.

When the sound of slashing outside the door gradually ceased, Mo Lang turned his head and said, "Let's go, that monster has already left."

Mo Lang opened the door a crack, stuck his head out and looked around. Sure enough, he didn't see any trace of You Junyu, so he pushed the door open completely and walked out first.

Yan Qin seemed to be a little scared, and hesitated for a long time before following in his footsteps.

"By the way, what exactly is in that basement? Can people's wishes really come true?" He just remembered, isn't there a person who has entered the basement here who can inquire?

But as soon as the words fell, his body froze suddenly, because the figure made of many broken limbs was standing not far away, his head was against the wall, and the syllables of woo hoo **** were sewn together by red threads. spit out indistinctly from his mouth.

Noticing that pair of eyes surging with resentment and madness glanced over, Mo Lang felt that he was sweating coldly all over again, and he couldn't care about anything else, so he ran in the opposite direction.

Yan Qin seemed to be too scared and ran in another direction in a panic.

The rapid sound of the axe mopping the floor along with Yan Qin's scream resounded throughout the space.

"That monster didn't come after him, he went after Yan Qin!" Mo Lang stopped in shock. Now why did he finally make this scene look like a maze, it was for this kind of chase situation.

Although he managed to escape the chase, he couldn't figure out his direction.

"What? That red door is where I just ran past?" Mo Lang looked back at the prompt of the barrage, and said suspiciously, "Don't lie to me, it's not like I've been cheated once or twice, other You can play in the dream as you like, this dream can’t be messed up.”

"Afraid? I'm not afraid, I'm respecting this dream, understand?"

Mo Lang finally chose to follow the barrage's prompt to go back and have a look. Fortunately, he was not trapped this time. After turning two corners, he found the red door, and he couldn't help but let out a long breath.

His hand felt cold on the doorknob, and the black aura of the pendant on his chest gradually became thicker.

It's okay, there can't be anything more terrifying than that monster, and there is definitely something wrong with the dream maker who can create such a monster.

Mo Lang exerted a little force, and the door opened with a creaking sound. The room was narrow and cramped, with a table and two chairs in it, so there was no room for anything else.

There was a half-person-height mirror on the chair inside, and a white candle was placed on the left and right of the table in front of it, with a piece of paper and a tattered ballpoint pen in the middle.

Most of the paper had been smeared into pitch black, and I couldn't see what was written before. I think it was Yan Qin who often came to this mirror to chat.