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Xiao Lang's dream scene begins in a strange room.

The house was a three-story mansion, decorated in an ancient style and extremely luxurious. He suddenly appeared in the porch, his situation unclear, and he immediately tried to look for the others.

Turning a corner, he saw a cabinet on the side of the porch. There was a vase of fresh flowers on the cabinet, and a B5-sized photo frame. He instinctively picked up the photo frame from behind and discovered that the photo inside was of him and Ye Xi getting married.

The image of two people with smiling eyes and intimate posture. In the blink of an eye when looking at this photo, Xiao Leng seemed to be struck by lightning, accepting in his heart the "truth" that he and Ye Xi were married.

He put the photo frame back on the spot, ignoring the black and white photo.

Or not to belittle, but for some reason, he felt that black and white photos were very ordinary.

He continued walking forward along the corridor, passing by a door, when he heard an indescribable sound coming from inside the door.

Laughing and joking, wheezing... The voice was very familiar, he was startled, carefully moved the door latch, and pushed the door open.

He saw Diep Tich, she was lying on the bed, her face facing the window, her face was unclear, but he was sure it was her.

Besides her, there was another person on the bed.

...It's Ta Giang.

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Early in the morning, Diep Tich woke up and out of habit took out his cell phone to check the time. The clock screen showed 6:42.

She yawned and turned to sit up, then glanced at Tieu Lanh sitting at the end of the bed next to her.

He put his hand on his forehead, looking a bit depressed. The room was so big, the two single beds were not far away, he should have been able to feel her movement, but there was no reaction.

"Xiao Leng?" Ye Xi carefully called out to him, Xiao Leng's breathing was labored: "Let me wait for a moment myself… You hurry first."

"Okay..." Diep Tich felt something was wrong, did not disturb him, went to the bathroom to wash his face.

The sound of running water came from the bathroom door. Xiao Leng was still sitting there. He tried to differentiate between the dream and reality, but it was very difficult.

Two completely different memories mixed together, like the roots of trees buried deep in the ground entangled, he tried to peel them off but the effect was very little.

Relying on his strong reason, when Diep Tich walked out of the bathroom, he called out to her: "Diep Tich."

Diep Tich paused at his feet: "Are you feeling any better?"

"Well, let me ask you a question..." Tieu Lanh rubbed his forehead, looking very uneasy, "Are you married?"

Diep Tich: "?"

She stopped and held her breath: "You… are contaminated?"

"No." Tieu Lanh swore to deny, hesitated a bit then corrected himself, "Probably not."

Then he looked at her: "Answer me, thank you."

"Of course not." Diep Tich stared at him without blinking, his feet following the traces and retreating half a step towards the door, so that when he mutated he could quickly rush out.

But he said: "I'm married and still have trouble with you and Xie Jiang's pursuit? Isn't my moral sense too low..."

"Xie Jiang..." Xiao Leng briefly pondered, "He is..."

Halfway through, he felt that this problem didn't have much meaning, shook his head, and asked her: "Who am I?"

"Ah?" Diep Tich was surprised.

She thought for a moment, feeling that he probably wouldn't change into a monster, so she went forward and squatted in front of him: "You are Tieu Lang."

"I know..." Xiao Leng laughed bitterly, "I mean... Identity. This kind of identity, profession."

"You..." Diep Tich looked at his eyes behind.

There are two bottles of [Pure Water] on the bedside table, which she bought earlier to enrich herself. After opening a new instance, she directly replaced them here.

She walked over and took a bottle and gave it to him: "Drink it." Then she explained, "You are the captain of team 173, team 17 is the emergency department that specializes in handling the rules and regulations, we are currently in a rules and regulations room."

Xiao Leng held the bottle of [Pure Water] in his hand but didn't want to drink it, because he felt that he wasn't contaminated. But the feeling of exhaustion in his mind and body made him unable to distinguish whether his judgment was correct or whether it was because he had been contaminated that he felt conflicted about the [Pure Water], so he still forced himself to unscrew the cap and drink half the bottle in one gulp.

After drinking it all, he confirmed that what he had just felt was correct. He was indeed not contaminated. After drinking the water, he did not feel anything, and the chaos in his head did not lessen.

Diep Tich squatted in front of him, looking at him without blinking: "Can you tell me what happened?"

"Can't say clearly..." Xiao Leng thought back a bit and felt a headache, holding his forehead, his eyebrows furrowed, "It must be because... A dream, it must be a dream."

Diep Tich: "What dream?"

"I'm not sure if it's a dream..." Xiao Leng was lost in this kind of chaos, entangled in some unnecessary and insignificant matters.

Diep Tich was very patient: "Consider it a dream. Tell me, what did you encounter?"

Xiao Leng was silent for a long time, then he spoke in a deep voice: "I see, we are husband and wife. In a very luxurious three-story villa, on the cabinet there is our wedding invitation."

Marriage projection?

"Wait a minute." Diep Tich caught the main point of the question, "The wedding photo, is this how I look now?"

Tieu Lanh glanced at her in confusion: "Yes..." The next second he suddenly came back to his senses.

In his head, another ancient memory told him that she was not like this. Even he himself, in fact, was not like the photo.

Their photos, are the rules of the weird talk for faces.

As these ideas appeared, the chaos in his mind instantly disappeared. It was as if heavy rain had washed away the mud-covered cliff. The mud flowed down, revealing the original color of the cliff.

Diep Tich continued to ask: "What happened next? What else did you see?"

"I saw you and Xie Jiang..." Xiao Leng's voice stopped.

Diep Tich did not know the inside story: "What happened to Ta Giang and I?"

"... Not very good at describing the situation." Xiao Leng looked embarrassed, seeing Ye Xi stunned, he said, "Yes, that's what you think."

"..."

Diep Tich was silent for three seconds, then spat out a word: "Lean."

She felt the veins in her temples twitching: "Bed performance, right?!"

Tieu Lang: "Yes..."

Diep Tich stood up abruptly: "You see?!"

"How long have you been looking?!"

"I didn't see!" Xiao Leng's cheeks turned red, "You guys are… under the blanket, I actually didn't see anything, I just subconsciously knew it was you guys."

"Oh." Diep Tich was calm.

Although it still feels really weird, it's still better than watching his live broadcast.

... What the hell are you talking about, and you even let people participate in a fake bed show!!!

Tieu Lanh gasped again, rubbed his temples and said: "Let me slow down."

"Go." Diep Tich nodded with a complicated expression.

She felt she also really needed to slow down.

However, I still don't know how many hours the refrigerator requires to cook today.

The only condition they knew was that their parents' rule required them to ignore meal times, and this rule was true. Based on past experience, this rule could prove that their rule regarding meal times was false.

But the dungeon is full of ghosts, and it's very possible that there won't be a single ghost left, which is not good. Once the rules of both sides are not under the same control, and they blindly follow rule A to push rule B, they will likely violate the rules.

Diep Tich therefore went downstairs first, went to look at the refrigerator request.

The note on the refrigerator said: "Lunch time 12:00."

It's also 11:00 and I want to cook dinner.

It's not even 7 o'clock yet, it's still really early to have lunch, there's no need to be anxious about breakfast without a specific time requirement. Ye Xi slowly prepared breakfast, just as he put the eggs into the pot and started cooking, he heard noisy footsteps behind him, then he heard the bathroom door behind him slam shut.

Then she heard her mother banging the door loudly and shouting: "Old Ye! Old Ye, open the door! Don't scare me!"

Diep Tich suddenly turned his head and saw his mother locked in the toilet outside the door, her face anxious.

"Mom?" She rushed over, "What happened?"

"Ai... I don't know either!" Zhao Mo's brows furrowed, "You've been acting strange since you woke up three mornings ago, not talking to me... You didn't even look at me once. Just now I felt really strange, I asked him what was wrong, he suddenly turned around and left, then... He locked himself in the bathroom door!"

After saying that, she continued to knock on the door: "Old Diep! Tieu Tich is still here, if you have something to say, come out and say it!"

"Don't... Don't you dare ignore me!" Ye Shuyan's voice carried a sob, "Let me be quiet, I'm afraid of hurting you?"

Trieu Mat did not understand: "What hurt us, you..."

Diep Tich tightly held his mother's arm and lowered his voice to say to her: "Please wait for me. Tieu Leng... I'm not being respectful today, I had a strange dream."

"Strange dream?" Trieu Mat stiffened.

Diep Tich assessed her: "Did you have a dream last night?"

"Also..." Zhao Mo nodded, recalling her memories, "I dreamed… A woman covered in blood, seemed to be avoiding something, very scared and ran to the side while looking back."

"What next?"

"Then she was entangled in this kind of old-fashioned fate and fell down."

Diep Tich's breathing was a bit labored: "Dead?"

"I don't know, he must have died..." Zhao Mo tried to gather details, "I heard the sound of water, that was a well, he must have drowned someone..."

Well...

The well appearing here is very strange, because this is an outside vehicle, but this copy at first glance is restricted to the inside of the room.

But, this house is too renovated.

Diep Tich frowned, without a word he turned and walked towards the sofa area.

"Xiao Xi?" Zhao Mo was frightened by her sudden silence, thinking that something was wrong with her, he blindly followed her.

Diep Tich sat down on the sofa, glanced at his mother's face, and held her hand: "Mom... Don't be nervous, I'll think of something."

"Ah ah ah, okay, then you go, mom will accompany you!" Trieu Mat breathed a sigh of relief while constantly looking around the direction of the bathroom door, still worried about Diep Thu Nham.

Tieu Lanh went downstairs at this time, first looking in the direction of the bathroom door: "What happened?"

"My father also had a strange dream, I don't know the content, but he said he was afraid of hurting me and my mother, so it's possible that it's the same dream as you." Ye Xi simply and clearly summarized and made a conclusion, bent down and flipped the coffee table, took out a few pieces of A4 paper, and also took out a few pens.

She turned her head and asked Trieu Mat: "Mom, besides dreaming about the well and that woman covered in blood, what else did you dream about?"

"... Garden?" Zhao Mo hesitated and said, "The area isn't too big, it's a small garden. Also... The sky is very dark, it could be raining, or it could be dusk."

Diep Tich nodded: "Where is the architecture?"

"Architecture..." Zhao Mo thought back for a moment, then suddenly remembered that she had indeed passed by a building in her dream, "Oh, it seems like there was a small building, it was the kind of building… We went to the city T next door and saw a western-style house."

Diep Tich: "You mean the old Concession site over there?"

"Yes!" Trieu Mat nodded continuously, "It's this kind, it looks like it has three layers, and it's still very beautiful!"

Diep Tich and Tieu Lanh glanced at each other and asked again: "That garden and well, is it the whole facility in front of the West house?"

"Yes yes yes, definitely right! The glass is especially close!" Trieu Mat said.

Diep Tich deeply sighed and looked at Tieu Lanh: "Can I match the villa in your dream?"

"Um... I didn't go out in my dream, so I don't know if there's a courtyard or a well outside. But if it's an old-fashioned Western house——" he paused in his words, "I suddenly remembered, the wedding invitation I saw was black and white. Also, the decoration style inside the room is very old-fashioned."

Okay, solved the case.

Nowadays, the ability to make ancient costumes and decorations is still considered a top priority, but how many people take wedding photos and send messages in black and white?

Diep Tich wrote down the information on paper and said, "I also had a dream. I dreamed that it was an ordinary apartment building. The style was very similar to the illusion I saw when I washed my face last night. A man raped her at home because he suspected that a woman was cheating on him."

"As I approached, the illusion suddenly disappeared. I heard movement behind me. Turning around, I saw that woman covered in blood, with marks from being slashed by a sharp weapon on her head."

"She told me, run quickly."

She finished speaking and just finished writing, using a pen to draw a big cross on the paper.

A piece of paper was divided into four parts by this cross, the upper left corner was Xiao Leng's dream scene, the summary was "Xiao Leng sees a betrayal in marriage".

The upper right corner is the dream scene of the turtles. Because the content is unknown, Diep Tich only wrote one sentence "Hurt me and my mother", and on the back he also drew a "(?)".

The bottom left corner is the dream scene, the summary is "The woman hurriedly ran away, slipped and fell into the well".

Finally, in the bottom right corner is her, refined as "Family violence, women die tragically".

"Two about the dream of the victim, two about the dream of the fake victim." Diep Tich silently looked at Tieu Lanh.

Tieu Lang held his breath slightly: "That is to say, we have misunderstood our identity."

Diep Tich nodded.

"You are her, you are her, you are her, you are her";

"You are him, you are him, you are him, you are him".

They used their experience to believe that the remaining two rules were originally divided into locations. Xiao Leng and Ye Xi were on the second floor, corresponding to the appearance on the second floor of "You are her", while the three mothers were on the first floor, corresponding to the appearance on the first floor of "You are him".

It doesn't seem so now. The rule is actually based on the gender of the participants, female participants are "You are her", male participants are "You are him".

Xiao Leng walked over, sat down beside Ye Xi, looked at the note in her hand and pondered for a moment: "At this time of the first evening, they are probably dividing the gender of the participants."

Diep Tich was stunned: "Who? Ghost?"

"That's right." Xiao Leng's eyes avoided for a moment, and he coughed lightly, "The time you mentioned yesterday when the ghost touched you was relatively short, so why did he touch any part of you?"

"..." The muscles on Ye Xi's face tensed up, "Uh... Chest." She chose a relatively euphemistic word.

"Yes." Xiao Leng nodded, "Female breasts have some gender specific characteristics... So if you can touch them, they must be female. But there are also special cases, so if you can't touch them... It's not necessarily not female, cough..." After Xiao Leng finished speaking, he was so embarrassed that he didn't dare to look at her.

Diep Tich keenly realized some problems: "So when those ghosts touched you, um..."

"... Yes, it is what you think." Tieu Lanh deeply buried his head.

Diep Tich translated in his mind: Yes, the ghost is playing tricks on me, touching and changing everything.

She deeply sympathized with this, suddenly remembering that her mother was still beside her, her scalp numbed and she wanted to ask her mother to move away, Zhao Mo painfully held her forehead: "... No wonder your father was there for quite a while."

Diep Tich: "..."

She believed that during this process, whether it was her father or Xiao Leng, their brains would definitely be occupied by fear and they would not care about any shame.

But now that it's up, it really can't be more embarrassing.

Whose family is serious about making this copy?

Go to hell!!!

The three people were silent for a long time, the bathroom door was locked and Ye Shuyan finally opened the door and came out.

Water bubbles were hanging from his face, and more than half of his shirt was soaked. Obviously, he had just washed his face with cold water, and had been washed repeatedly.

But his face was still very ugly.

"Come, sit down and rest for a while!" Trieu Mat quickly stood up and helped him sit here.

Diep Thu Nham sat down and hugged her, completely not caring that his daughter and boyfriend were also there, his choked voice was full of grievance: "... I have never had such a scary dream, it scared me to death."

Trieu Mat patted him on the back and asked: "What dream? Tell me quickly, Tieu Tich is here analyzing the clues."

"I dreamed, I dreamed... DNA test." Ye Shuyan really cried when he said this, "I dreamed that Xiao Xi was not my daughter!"

Trieu Mat laughed: "Can I see a ghost? Since I was little, Tieu Tich was not told to look like you, but rather told to look like your little sister."

"That's right..." Diep Thu Nham was in pain, "But in the dream, she was as long as she is now, and I am also."

Zhao Mo ahem, looking at the "Qui Tan female version" then looking at the "Qui Tan husband version", it really doesn't look black at all.

Diep Thu Nham continued to spit out bitter water: "After that, in the dream, there was also... There was also a voice that kept urging me to kill you all, saying that this was a kind of humiliation, that I should kill you all to end everything, and also said that everyone would understand me."

Speaking of this, he boldly spat out: "Explaining my ass! Even if you really did cheat on someone and have a child, shouldn't you still go through the divorce process? Kill someone!"

"This is mental disturbance." Xiao Leng listened to Ye Shuyan's description and said thoughtfully, "Actually, I have also heard similar suggestions, but the tone is very soft and the repetition time is not long, so it may be that the resentment of my ghost is relatively light."

Zhao Mo thought for a moment and came up with another guess: "Maybe you are a national government official, your mind is relatively steadfast, not easily swayed? Also, you are relatively young, according to the usual horror movie premise, not easily seriously injured by ghosts."

"Maybe." Xiao Leng lowered his chin, "But in the end, combining these factors, we must have really mistaken our identities."

"Wrong identity?!" Just now, Diep Thu Nham was only busy in the bathroom, missing an important discussion.

Ye Xi explained to him in a few words but with much meaning. Ye Shuyan nodded in surprise, digesting this new information. Xiao Leng followed Ye Xi and said: "If our guess is correct, this dungeon's background story should mention four pairs of lovers or husband and wife, in which the man's family is the perpetrator, and the woman's family is the victim."

"For some reason, both of them died here. After they died, their souls lingered, disturbing the minds of the newly arrived residents."

"... That is to say, there are not four ghosts, but eight?!" Zhao Mo was speechless, looking around, "That pillar is still very small."

Tieu Lanh laughed: "That's true."

Ye Xi added: "In addition, according to the existing clues, this building must have been transformed at least twice. The first time was from a Western villa to an old and broken apartment, and the second time was from an old and broken apartment to the current loft. The age covered before and after probably wasn't just sixty or seventy years, but a hundred years or more."

Finished speaking, she turned her head to look at her father and mother: "But we found this kind of old-fashioned bed sheet... used more than a hundred years ago?"

"It's also used, this kind of style looks vulgar now, but it has been in circulation for a long time." Trieu Mat said with certainty.

Diep Tich said in confusion: "Are you sure?"

"Confirmed!" Zhao Mo smiled faintly, "Your grandmother, born in 1913, was previously a landlord's young lady... A year ago, your grandmother and I collected her belongings together, and saw a few sets of bedding, which were her dowry items, brand new, never used before, just that kind of style."

"Then it makes sense." Ye Xi pressed his thumb on the ballpoint pen in his hand, causing the seal to vibrate, "But how exactly does it make sense..."

She recalled her previous experience: "Reporting the emergency? It was a death sentence a hundred years ago, and there was no investigation. The old apartment building was the same… Although the time period is not that far away, the person has died, and the damage has been done too long, reporting the emergency is unlikely to have any results."

In the front of the Rule Realm, taking the danger as the final outcome is all about being able to find things.

The police of Yu Liang High School found the cause of the senior's death and arrested the principal. The police of Xiang Wei Villa found the body that was previously hidden, and there was also news.

Without this, making the final report seem meaningless.

"Also, what do the rules say about… weirdness and preferences?"

Diep Tich wrote four strange things on paper and casually drew a layer of circles on the outside.

Allergies, compulsive disorder, cleanliness, and "dislike of dampness".

Four strange rules in two parts correspond to each other.

Diep Thu Nham guessed: "Four strange things correspond to four ghosts, if you go against the rules, ghosts will come to your door?"

"But right now, we should be considered as being found by a ghost?" Diep Tich hesitantly said, "Or should we say that breaking the rules will result in being beaten to death?"

"Perhaps don't be so impatient to think about this." Xiao Leng stretched out his hand, his distinctly knuckled fingers brushing across her notes, "You see, what you and uncle dreamed about must be different perspectives on the same event; what my aunt and I dreamed about was a different event."

"If there really were four groups of ghosts, then two groups have not appeared yet."

"Also..." Diệp Tịch gasped, "We can wait until they all appear, then see the situation of the other two groups and talk about it."

"Why don't we use some props?" Zhao Mo suggested, "Your father's [Impersonator (Level 2)] has already been used, my [Impersonator (Level 2)] hasn't been used even once, we can use each of the two rules once, and see what terms and conditions will be added."

[Maker]The prop mechanism is "Use prop after the rule page will add a rule, the rule content is random, but it must be related to the copy, drop must be real rule", many times can indeed provide the most important clues to clear the level.

But Diep Tich thought for a moment and shook his head: "No rush, just in case it's more appropriate to use the two chances in the same division rules?"

"That is... Do we really have to wait for the other two groups of monsters to come out?" Zhao Mo was slightly shocked, "Waiting for the monsters to come out is very scary..."

Tieu Lang slightly tilted his head: "Actually, I still want to do something more frightening."

Diep Tich's eyebrows jumped, looking back: "You think the lights are on when there's a ghost?"

Tieu Lang immediately smiled.

"Ah???" The couple beside them couldn't keep up with the rhythm.

The only two rules that are completely similar is "No matter what happens at night, never turn on the bedroom light", why would they want to turn on the light?

"That..." Zhao Mo reminded Ye Xi in shock, "Xiao Xi, your father has experienced this before, it's true, in this kind of situation you really can't turn on the lights."

"Well, saying that really can't turn on the light." Ye Xi slowly nodded, "But let's take a look at the first two rules, here I am 'her', Xiao Leng is 'he'... You said turning on the light will hurt us, or will it hurt 'her' and him?"

Trieu Mat was stunned: "Wait for me to discuss some logic...":, m..,.

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