Since Mo Chen and the others were so determined, Zheng Yi didn't say anything else, but told them to come back at twelve o'clock. Mo Chen also had questions about this. How did they check the time in their dreams, but Zheng Yi handed him a wooden dial. There were only hour and minute hands on the dial, and he could not hear the movement inside when he was close to his ears. Although Mo Chen was puzzled, how could this "fake watch" look at the time? He didn't ask, I think this is Zheng Yi's "professional artifact" again! Since Mo Chen used this, he had his own reasons.

Zheng Yi lit a red candle, and the instantly lit fire turned out to be dark blue, and the turbulent flames were particularly gloomy. Zheng Yi waved a peach wood sword in his hand, and his body swayed like a strange dance, and he muttered the words "The underworld lamp leads the way, the Yinmen opens, and the unjust souls come and go, and they cannot be blocked..."

With Zheng Yi's low voice, Mo Chen felt his eyelids become heavy and he fell asleep unconsciously.

The moment when consciousness recovered, Dai Min opened her eyes and found that there was darkness around her, and her hands were stretched out and she could not touch the things around her. Dai Min tentatively called "Team Leader!"

"Shh! I'm here!" Mo Chen's low voice came softly not far from Dai Min's side, and then a big hand held Dai Min's wrist and said, "Follow me!" It turned out that Mo Chen and the other two who had entered the dream were still tied tightly to each other's waists. No wonder Mo Chen could lock Dai Min's position so quickly.

Dai Min followed Mo Chen mechanically. The darkness in front of her made her wonder if she really remembered to open her eyes. It took no idea how long before she could see light gradually appear in front of her. Dai Min then saw clearly that she was "floating" like a ghost, and there was no substantial ground under her feet. She couldn't help but pinch her face, without any pain. It seemed that she was really just a soul as Zheng Yi said.

As if walking through a tunnel, many scenes like movie screens appeared on both sides. A cry came from the nearest "screen", "I was born!" Someone shouted happily. "Oh... It's a pity that it's a girl!" A man who looked over thirty years old stared at the baby in the insulated box and sighed like this.

Dai Min pulled his hand and signaled Mo Chen to look here, and whispered in his ear, "I saw this scene last time in my dream."

The screen jumped, and the man turned to the dark and clear faced another baby who had just been sent to the baby room, smiling so hard that the corners of his mouth couldn't close.

The tunnel could not be seen, Mo Chen held Dai Min's hand tightly and continued to walk forward. There was a "screen". The woman gently hummed a lullaby and gently shook the baby's hanging basket. The two babies who appeared on the screen before were lying side by side in the cradle. The boy was sleeping peacefully, but the baby girl opened her big watery eyes and stared at the woman's little hands stretching out her fleshy hands, looking very cute.

"Son, dad is back!" The previous man appeared in the picture, and the woman quickly stopped him. "You speak softly, my son just fell asleep!" "Oh!" The man hurriedly shut up, tiptoed to the baby cradle, and looked inside with kindness.

As Mo Chen and the others moved forward, many "screens" appeared one after another in the "tunnel", but there was almost no change in the characters. The protagonist is still a family of four with a son and a daughter. The plot of the performance is also very monotonous, and they are their daily lives. However, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the man is focused on the baby boy, and he is pampering him in every way, almost ignoring the existence of the baby girl. Occasionally, the fatherly loves him is just teasing the baby girl through the cradle. Women are better than men, and all the "housework" of taking care of the baby girl is borne by her own person, but compared to that baby boy, she is only "careful" to the baby girl.

"On there!" Mo Chen whispered, pulling Dai Min and walking forward with great strides. Dai Min looked ahead suspiciously, looking for a similar screen. Soon a late-night outdoor scene came into view.

The man was shaking in the driving seat of an old dump motorcycle, and the woman sat in the dump truck holding a swaddle in one hand. The car was fast, and in the form of a parabola, the motorcycle jumped into the water.

Dai Min was a little excited. This was exactly what she had seen in her dream before. She wanted to point to the picture and talk about it to Mo Chen, but her fingertips accidentally touched the screen. At this moment, a huge vortex appeared on the screen, sucking them in quickly.

Dai Min staggered and almost fell into the moat in front of him. Fortunately, Mo Chen kept holding his hand and grabbed her at the right time. Dai Min, who was still in shock, almost screamed. Fortunately, she never dared to forget Zheng Yi's advice and never be discovered by the resentful baby.

Tutu... It was the old engine's cry of dissatisfaction with the current situation. The dump motorcycle that appeared in the picture rushed over from a distance and smashed the water surface. What happened later was exactly what Dai Min once saw in his dream. After entering the water, the man flew for a few times and stopped moving. Instead, the woman didn't care about her own danger and tried her best to save the baby who fell into the water.

The woman's hysterical cry for help was particularly miserable in this thick ink-like night. The rich emotions from the girl's nature made Dai Min feel pity and couldn't help but want to help the woman. Mo Chen hugged Dai Min, who was eager to try, shook her head, and Dai Min's eyes were full of sadness. Because she dared not speak, the two could only communicate with each other with their eyes. Mo Chen's firm eyes reminded Dai Min that this was just the memory of the resentful infant. Even if they helped to save her, they could not change the facts that had been decided. On the contrary, the resentful infant would find their existence, which would not be worth the loss.

"Child! My child!" The woman grabbed the baby out of the water and hugged it in her arms, covered in tears. She dared not stop. Seeing that the baby in her arms was not strange, she turned around and pounced on another swaddle cloth that fell into the water. Finally, she got what she wanted and hugged the two babies in her arms. A bunch of water plants deliberately plastered her ankles like pranks her, making her hesitant that she could not escape from the danger in the water.

As time went by, the woman's cry for help and the baby's crying gradually became like this. "Child, save my child!" The woman whispered in a low voice, and her strength was exhausted every minute and every second. The woman stared at the baby in her arms sadly, with her eyes desperate. Finally, she gritted her teeth and cruelly, as if she had made a huge decision, and she held one of the babies high above her head with all her strength, while the other was gently placed on the water surface by her.

The baby whirled a few times on the water, and his crying gradually became weaker, and soon there was no movement. The woman also closed her eyes tiredly, holding her hands that were raised above her head, and slowly sank. Dai Min, as the "audience", couldn't bear to witness this tragic ending, so she turned her head over and leaned against Mo Chen's shoulder and sobbed gently.
Chapter completed!