C9 Posthumous Somnolence

Due to this terrible dream, Wan Jinyun rested for the whole morning. It wasn't until noon that he finally drove back to the company.

However, because of the bizarre crash yesterday, he was instinctively afraid to drive himself today. He sat in the back of his Toyota and was driven by one of his Indian drivers.

The car drove through the dense forest of the Great Misty Mountain and headed towards the new Universe Building.

"Boss!" The private driver was a 50-odd Cantonese Indian with a mustache. He looked at his boss, Wan Jinyun, in the car's rear-view mirror. You look terrible! "

"Oh right, Ah Sha Bai, I've been having nightmares lately. I really don't know what's going on."

"Boss, do you believe in ghosts?"

"Hahaha!" Wan Jinyun laughed, "I don't know, but, until now, I have never seen a ghost, but!" "This period of time …"

"Boss, believe me, this world has incredible supernatural powers, they are invisible to our human eyes, and when the time comes, they will come to us, they will be like a marionette controlling our lives, leading us into the nightmare that it has arranged, bringing about the horrible fate of death for us!" A'Shabai interrupted his boss's words, "Therefore, we Indians have an old saying: do not make an enemy out of gods and ghosts, or else you will never be at peace even after death!"

"What do you mean!"

"They will take your soul away, and you will not even be a ghost!" A'Sha Bai said sinisterly.

Wan Jinyun angrily sat in his luxurious chairman's office, looking at General Manager Huang Chengjin and Chief of the Security Department, Uncle Chen.

"Are you all mistaken?! Even a man could disappear without a trace for no reason? It's still the security guards. If the newspapers find out, would we still need to do the rental business? "

Boss, last night, after Zhang Cheng went missing at 4am, we searched the entire mansion, from the lowest level of the car park to the highest level of the 16th floor. We searched every corner of every floor, but we still couldn't find him.

"Could it be that this kid stole something from the company and ran away while on duty?"

"Impossible, only I have the key to open the side door of the lobby door. All the side doors have computers that can sense the Heaven Gate, and they all indicate that the side door was not opened last night, which proves that Ah Cheng did not go out of the building."

"Old man, you have to know that you don't have to leave through the door. Won't he break out through the window or the toilet?"

"Boss!" At this moment, Huang Chengjin started to answer the call, "That might not be the case. Zhang Cheng's wife called earlier to ask why her husband is still not home yet, that Ah Cheng is a strict security guard, and his wife said he has never tried to go home after work for so long?" She said that she would call the police in three hours! "

"If it doesn't happen, then that doesn't mean it won't happen!" Wan Jinyun began to get angry, "Oh yeah, call her wife later and tell her not to tell the newspapers about the police, but he turned into a homosexual and went out with a guy!"

"Oh right, boss!" Uncle Chen continued, "Last night, when Ah Cheng disappeared, the video camera in the lobby somehow stopped working and turned into a snowflake, but then it automatically returned to normal again!"

"Machines can make mistakes as well as admit their mistakes and correct them. This is what science fiction always says. Tell Director Li from the engineering team to go and see what's going on. Don't talk about small matters like this for me!" Wan Jinyun impatiently waved his hand, signalling the two of them to leave.

Uncle Chen walked to the door and exchanged glances with Huang Chengjin. He then looked back at Wan Jinyun, revealing an expression as if he wanted to say something. Wan Jinyun was already an old martial artist, so of course he could understand what was going on at a glance.

"If you have anything to say, just say it! If you have ass to fart, hurry up and fart! "

"Boss, another strange thing happened last night. A security guard seemed to have gotten into trouble. Uncle Chen, tell Boss about Sima Ming's matter!" Huang Chengjin looked at Uncle Chen and spoke.

Thus, Uncle Chen told everything about Sima Ming's terrifying and unimaginable experience last night to Wan Jinyun. After he finished, Uncle Chen swore on his own that Sima Ming was an honest man and would never boast.

"Then, why do you think such a strange thing happened?" Wan Jinyun laughed bitterly as he spread out his arms and asked loudly.

"I think," Uncle Chen hesitated for a moment, then looked around, as if there was an invisible person staring at them, and then said in a mysterious tone, "There's a ghost in this building, it's very strange. Boss, you must hire a mage to do some legal work, or else someone might die in the future!"

Wan Jinyun sighed, "I didn't expect there to be ghosts even in the rocket computer era!"

"Even in science fiction, there are ghosts in outer space!" Uncle Chen said, "That's not surprising at all?"

"Yes, yes. Boss, I saw last night's novel 'Charcoal' by Wei Yanzhao. Even the charcoals contain ghosts, not to mention a sixteen story building." Huang Chengjin said, "It also explains that ghosts are a kind of wandering brainwave!"

"Enough, enough!" Wan Jinyun waved his hand at the two of them to stop, then asked Huang Chengjin, "Oh right, Chengjin, how is your connection with that Chen Tianshi? Did he say when he was coming? "

Boss, yesterday morning, I sent someone to the Heavenly Master Temple to contact Master Chen. He said that he had been very busy these past two days, and that he had left a lot of things for him to do in the haunted houses. He said that he would come in two days and he also said that he wanted you to remember the incident with Bo Shen!

"What!?" I spent so much money to invite him, but he still puts on so much airs! " Wan Jinyun could not help but let out a cold snort, "Hmph, he is a Heavenly Master at exorcism, a cultivator. He still wants to fool around with women, I am a customer!" By the way, did you get in touch with that female TV star named Bo Shen? "

"It's done!" But you have to give me a cheque worth one hundred and fifty thousand! "

"I really don't understand this' Heavenly Teacher Chen '. This' Bo Shen 'is clearly a demoness created by science, her breasts and buttocks have all been modified. This kind of' transvestite 'thing, I don't want it even if it is delivered to my doorstep. Is this' Heavenly Teacher Chen 'sick? You like to play with fake people? "

"There's more!" Wan Jinyun suddenly said very seriously, "The matter of the haunted mansion and inviting mages must not be allowed to those weekly newspapers. If you two bastards let this matter go to the newspapers, then you guys should go home. Do you understand?"

"Understood!" The two trembled in fear.

At this moment, the phone rang. Wan Jinyun picked up the phone, "New Universe Group!"

"Boss Wan, it's me!" A strange, asexual voice came over the phone. It was the voice of the car agent, Mi Gao.

"Have you fixed my car?"

"Boss Wan, that car of yours is too weird. Did my friends who worked on the car do something weird last night?"

For some unknown reason, Wan Jinyun suddenly had a feeling that he didn't want to ask what this strange matter was.

"While they were helping you to change the windshield in the front window, the wipers suddenly began swinging like crazy, injuring the hands of two workers on the spot, and the car was dead, the wipers simply couldn't start, my friend was frightened, and in the middle of the night your car's burglar alarm rang out like a child crying in the middle of the night, and it wouldn't stop until five this morning, when these terrible things stopped. I said, boss, you won't hit anything dirty?"

"I hit your head!" I've never bumped into an evil spirit before! Hurry up and f * cking fix it! "Otherwise, I will get out of the car!"

"Don't be angry! Because of some strange accident, they don't dare to help you repair your car at night. They only dare to help you repair your car during the day, so your car will probably need another two days to be fully repaired. Boss Wan, how about you buy a new car? "

"I, no — buy!" Wan Jinyun fiercely closed the phone. After covering the phone, only then did Wan Jinyun realize that his hands were covered in cold sweat. It seemed like he had truly run into evil, that a truly intangible fear had flooded over him like a flood. Perhaps it was just as Asha Bai had said, he had already entered the path of a terrifying nightmare.

At noon, Sima Ming, who was on night shift, was tossing and turning on his bed. For some reason, he hadn't been able to sleep well the whole morning, and he kept having the feeling that something was wrong. His eyelids and back muscles were constantly jumping.

In a daze, he seemed to see something white darting before his eyes in the dark, like a fox or a dog, and then in a daze he saw the first person he had seen in a dream in the building, the old woman in black, who seemed to be Sima Ming's mother and also Sima Ming's schoolteacher, her white face turned to him again, and in the darkness she held an umbrella, "Sima Ming, it's going to rain, it's going to rain, remember to look for an umbrella! "Remember my words!" "Then, with a swoosh, the old woman in black turned into a white fox in an instant. She wagged her long white tail and flew past him, heading to the left, disappearing in a dark corner …

"What umbrella?" "What heavy rain?" Sima Ming loudly asked …

Then he fell back into a dark stupor... At some point, he suddenly realized that he was standing alone in the underground hall. The entire hall was filled with white mist, which made it look very eerie.

"Sima Ming!" "Sima Ming!" From the fog came the faint call of a man from the Dark Forest. Oh my god, it was Zhang Cheng's voice, which he had mysteriously disappeared from last night.

The sound came from the elevator corridor, and Sima Ming couldn't help but walk into the corridor through the fog.

As he entered the corridor, he suddenly saw a shimmering oil painting flying past him, flying past him with a swoosh, and disappearing into the darkness of the corridor. In the blink of an eye, God, he saw Zhang Cheng's bloody face in the oil painting. His pale face was screaming at Sima Ming.

"Help me! "Sima Ming!" Zhang Cheng's oil painting flew into the darkness, leaving behind waves of eerie screams.

"Wait for me! "Zhang Cheng!" Sima Ming simply couldn't believe his eyes. Zhang Cheng had turned into an oil painting. Sima Ming hurriedly dashed into the dark corridor. Oh my god, the corridor had become so long ago. He kept running and running, running and running in the darkness …

In a daze, he suddenly realized that he had come to a halt in a corner of the dark corridor, and suddenly he felt something was wrong. He looked at the walls on both sides, and for a moment his hair stood on end.

Sima Ming was so scared that he wanted to turn around and walk away. He turned around and saw that the corridor behind him had disappeared. It had become a white wall with a dead end. On the wall of the dead end hung a long mirror the size of a person.

At the same time, both of Sima Ming's legs seemed to have stopped moving. He was also unable to move and his legs became weak.

With a "shua" sound, a bright white light shone from the mirror. From the white light, a series of gloomy and eerie shouts could be heard, "Sima Ming! "Sima Ming!" A black figure appeared in the white light of the mirror. It slid out of the mirror without moving its feet, and then landed on the floor of the corridor. He glided towards Sima Ming.

He was wearing a security uniform that was completely covered in blood, and his face was as white as black paper. His expressionless pale face seemed to be drawn on paper, and what was even more terrifying was that his eyes were shining with a terrifying red light. Streaks of blood flowed out from his eyes and mouth.

"I died a miserable death! Sima Ming, they're coming! " The security guard who slipped out, Zhang Ping, sinisterly repeated in a echoing voice, "I died miserably, Sima Ming, they are coming!" The sounds seemed to be in the air, but also seemed to be coming from the ground! Back and forth!

Suddenly, with a "Bang!" sound, Zhang Ping's terrifying face, which had slid in front of Sima Ming, exploded on its own like broken pieces of porcelain, and then exploded into dozens of pieces which splashed in all directions, landing on Sima Ming's face. It was painful and hard, and Sima Ming let out a strange cry.

"No!" Sima Ming screamed and turned around to run, but suddenly he heard a loud rumbling sound coming from both sides of him. He couldn't help but look left and right, and if he didn't look it would scare him, for God's sake, there were tens of thousands of cockroaches on both sides of the wall. Black masses of them flew up like a tidal wave and pounced on him from both sides.

Before Sima Ming could react, a terrible and smelly wind assaulted his face. Thousands of cockroaches suddenly flooded over Sima Ming's body like a flood, from his face to his feet. His entire body was covered with food as they crazily chewed on his body.

Sima Ming let out a final scream. His entire body was covered with the stinky roaches, and what was even more terrifying was that countless of them crawled straight into his mouth like a tide with a stinky smell. He even felt the terrible sensation of those stinking, cold, and hard cockroaches as they passed through his throat and bit into his insides. Sima Ming let out his final shriek …

Sima Ming screamed as he woke up from his nightmare. He opened his eyes with a strange cry. Heavens, that nightmare was just too scary. Even when he woke up, his throat was still throbbing with pain as if he was gnawing on fish bones. It was too painful!

"No, it's not a dream!" "Ahhh!" God, it was like there was something cold and hard and stinky in his throat. He opened his mouth and vomited, and God, a sticky, slobbering, black, winged dead cockroach came out of his throat and fell straight to the ground. God, a dead cockroach had somehow gotten into his mouth.

"NO!" "No!" Looking at the sticky, dead cockroaches on the floor, Sima Ming couldn't help but scream. This was too strange, he was so disgusted that he vomited a large amount of yellow bile water onto the floor, and then he gasped for breath. At the same time, the bedroom door opened with a bang, and a woman in her fifties walked in.

"What's wrong with you!?" "Ming!" At the same time, the woman apparently saw the dead cockroaches on the ground and the yellow gall water on the ground, and she said, "Oh my god, what's going on?" "Ming!"

"Oh, nothing, Amma, nothing, Amma!" With sweat all over his body, Sima Ming tried his best to say, "There could be a cockroach in my mouth while I was sleeping!" His heart was still pounding wildly. The dream he had just had was too disgusting. He didn't expect to wake up with the same feeling of disgust! It was too terrifying! How strange, he actually saw the mysterious Zhang Cheng in his dream last night, and Zhang Cheng even told him that he died miserably.

An unfathomable thought appeared in his mind. The missing Zhang Cheng was already dead. Just now, could it be that he had turned into a ghost just now and told him about it in a dream?

Thinking of this, his whole body couldn't help but feel numb. Originally, he had only half believed in the saying of ghosts and gods, but after the series of unimaginable strange events that had occurred in this period of time, he already understood that he was involuntarily drawn into a terrifying supernatural fate. He had a strange intuition that this power was directed at him.

"Ah Ming, you're already over 30 years old, and you still haven't found a wife. You're still single, and don't have any money. It'd be weird if you don't have any bad dreams if you keep going on like this, sigh!" Sima Ming's mother began to clean up the dead cockroach as she spoke.

"Mama, don't worry!" "I'm fine, it's fine …" Sima Ming said as he went back to bed. He had decided to tell Uncle Chen about this nightmare during the night shift.