Chapter 334: Chapter 281 Dreams Inside and Outside (4200 words)
Yan Junze was still sowhat curious about the Spirit Cultivator, Yan Long.
He had t the man for the first ti when he perford the “Great Rewind,” of course, the latter did not recognize him.
But considering Yan Long was Cheng Jingting’s teacher and Cheng Jingting, as a Spirit Cultivator, hoarded so many pots and jars at ho and even raised a white-haired zombie, Junze wouldn’t have discovered the cruel deeds Cheng was up to if he hadn’t activated the Great Rewind to go back.
If even his disciple, Cheng Jingting, tinkered with so many spirit-nurturing items at ho, then Yan Long, being the teacher, would likely have even more at his “secret lair.”
Curious about everything related to Spirit Cultivators, and now that he was in Tianyi District and about to join other Exorcists to destroy Yan Long’s den without much complexity and danger involved, Junze readily accepted the task.
After chatting with Zhang Xiaomo for a while, the two got more and more engrossed in the conversation, and before they knew it, it was one o’clock in the morning.
Zhang Xiaomo said, “Well, I haven’t finished the report for the strangeness we exorcised today. Looks like I’ll have to pull an all-nighter.”
Yan Junze curiously asked, “Do you have to write a report for each strangeness you exorcise?”
“What do you think?” Zhang Xiaomo sighed, “I wrote the entire report for you for the strangeness you exorcised at Mo Family Village last ti.”
“But why has my contact, He Yun, never asked to write one?” Yan Junze asked.
“She probably wrote it for you,” Zhang Xiaomo guessed, “The reports aren’t complicated; sotis they’re just a matter of a few sentences. Only the encounter in Mo Family Village needed to be described in detail. The rest don’t usually need it.”
After a few more words, they hung up the phone.
Not long after, Zhang Xiaomo sent a text ssage. Yan Junze looked at it, which included the na and contact information of an Exorcist from Tianyi District.
But it was late, and it wasn’t convenient to contact them at this ti. Junze planned to call the next day.
Lying in bed, he could still hear Zhang Xiaomo’s voice as if she was speaking right next to him. Smiling to himself, Junze drifted off to sleep.
He didn’t know how much ti had passed when he “woke up” to find himself standing in the darkness, surprisingly clear-headed without the groggy feeling that usually followed waking up.
Yan Junze was a bit startled and looked around. Everything was pitch-black, and he couldn’t see anything. He had no idea which part of Wang Family Bay he was in.
“What’s going on?”
The next second he suddenly ca to a realization, the surroundings becoming familiar. Hesitating for a mont, he tried to walk forward.
He had only taken a few steps when the figure of soone crouching ca into view.
The person was facing away from him, crouched in the corner of a wall that was only partially visible, as if the wall was made of aging red clay. They crouched there, ceaselessly digging at sothing in front of them, with chunks of clay falling to their feet.
The figure had long hair that seed very smooth and was slender-waisted, their silhouette graceful.
Junze could suddenly see this crouching figure because right beside her foot was a lit lantern, a white lantern.
Yan Junze abruptly stopped, wanting to retreat, but found his body was immobile.
The woman who was digging at the wall ceased her movent and slowly stood up, lifting the white lantern with one hand, while the other seed to be holding sothing.
Junze’s gaze was fixed on the hand holding sothing, and when the woman turned around completely, he felt as if he were back in Mo Family Village because in her hand was a yellowing skull.
With one hand holding the lantern and the other clutching a skull, the Lantern Woman quickly approached Yan Junze, her dark eyes staring straight into his without making a sound.
A sense of danger lood, but Yan Junze found himself still unable to step back or even move sideways.
“I’m dreaming, I must wake up, I must wake up now!”
With alarm in his heart, the Lantern Woman’s pace quickened, her white dress fluttering as though she was floating.
Junze bit his tongue sharply, and intense pain spread through his entire body. He felt himself begin to wake up, his body becoming weightless, as if suspended in mid-air.
At that mont, the Lantern Woman let out a piercing scream, throwing down the skull, and the lantern in her other hand turned red and lunged forward, grabbing Yan Junze’s arm.
The next second, Yan Junze opened his eyes and found himself safely in bed, still in his uncle Wang Tao’s house in Wang Family Bay.
It was already light outside the window. He breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed his phone to check the ti, and saw it was 7:10 in the morning.
But then Junze froze, shifting his gaze from the phone screen to his arm. There were five fresh, red finger marks, as if they had just appeared.
He swung his arm; there was no feeling of discomfort. Rembering the Lantern Woman grabbing him in the dream, it was a surprise that there were real marks as if it had happened in reality.
At that mont, Wang Tao ca knocking on the door, telling Yan Junze to get ready to head to the airport.
After such a tumultuous experience in his dream, Yan Junze still felt tired, as if he hadn’t slept enough. He got up, opened the door, and said to Wang Tao, “I might not go back until tomorrow. I received a request to assist an Exorcist here in Tianyi District last night.”
Wang Tao was taken aback and replied, “Then I’ll wait for you. I’ll go cancel the plane ticket now, and you go back to sleep a bit more.”
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