When Lin Ying received a call from Chen Yu and learned that she was going to take a few days off, she once wanted to speak directly and ask Chen Yu to come back quickly, because just after Yan Chen and the others went to Xi'an, something happened in the Imperial Temple in Xieguan Town.

Shortly after they took off from Weiyang Airport, Lin Ying received a call from Director Xieguan Town Sect.

Director Zong's tone was so anxious that he stuttered when speaking.

"Team Lin, something happened!"

"What's wrong?" Lin Ying guessed something at once, but she seemed to dare not say it directly.

Director Zong was whispering on the other end of the phone, his voice sounded a little hoarse.

"Lao Zong, don't panic. Is there something wrong with the Niangniang Temple? Is it a dead person?"

"Captain Lin, no, no dead people, but it's even worse than dead people!"

Director Zong finally took a breath, but probably because of his nervousness, he still jumped a little when he talked. Lin Ying finally understood the strange thing he encountered today.

The night before, Director Zong had a strange dream.

Dreams are simple, but also weird.

There was a person with no face in the dream. His long hair hung down, covering half of his face, and there was only a black eye on his other half.

The eye stared at Director Sect for a long time. Then, he slowly turned around.

What made Director Zong tremble was that behind him was the same face, the same long hair, the same black hole...

Director Zong woke up from a nightmare. He was a criminal policeman all his life and had seen too many things, big and small.

The year when he became the deputy director, a murder occurred in a mountain village in the north.

The murderer was a schizophrenic man. He held a hatchet and first cut his family to death, then rushed to the neighbor's house, chopping the five neighbors to death and injuring them. Finally, he chopped off the male owner's head with a knife and fled into the mountains.

When Director Zong and his friends received the report, they rushed to the scene immediately. That day, it was like a celestial being who was in a state of emotion. As soon as they drove into the mountains, they suddenly became dark clouds like ink and heavy rain poured down.

On the heavy rainy mountain road, with the dim lights of the car, they finally saw the murderer.

He held the bloody head in one hand and the bloody hatchet in the other. There was still someone lying beside him, and that person should have been attacked because the water around him had been stained with blood.

The victim was a passerby. He just accidentally passed by here, but he became a ghost under the knife for no reason.

What's even more terrifying is that the police found that the murderer was carrying a hatchet in his hand and a hatchet was tied to his waist. At this time, a truck happened to pass by. The murderer threw out the head of the person in his hand and smashed it at the police car. Just as the police car was dodging, he suddenly pulled onto the passing truck.

In this way, the murderer and the police confronted the police for more than two hours while walking on the mountain road in the rain. Finally, he leaned against the truck compartment, waved two hatches, and fought stubbornly with the police.

"Come here, I cut eight people today, and it will be perfect to make up another pair!"

Director Zong still remembers the appearance of that man. His whole body was poured by heavy rain. His hair that had not been taken care of for many years was hanging from his forehead and pressing against his face. He was covered in blood, his face was flushed, and he was barking with missing pieces of teeth, screaming like a ghost.

But Director Zong still took the lead and pounced on him. The moment the murderer raised his hand, he also raised his hands and grabbed it against the blade.

He wanted to catch the murderer's wrist, but this move was a dangerous move. The rain was slippery and the night was dark. If he was not careful, the heavy hatchet would probably kill his hands.

Director Zong has experienced many battles and certainly realized this, but the stubborn man in front of him is already extremely vicious. He waving his hatchet, looking at his posture, he had to "take away" a few more lives before he felt "enough".

People who are desperate often have stronger willpower. If the stalemate continues like this, some police officers who can't hold on will start to tremble with cold. A negligence may cause another bloody case.

The moment he rushed over, he was also scared and afraid, because the hatchet might have ruined him or killed him...

But that kind of fear is completely different from the fear in today's dream. The fear of grabbing the knife is that there is a chance of success when fighting, and the fear brought by this strange dream is unpredictable and indescribable fear.

He is not afraid of alone, so who doesn’t have a nightmare?

However, the next day when he arrived in class, Lao Lu was pouring water there, his eyes were covered in blood, just like seeing a bullfighting with red cloth in the arena.

"What's wrong, Lao Lu, did you stay up late yesterday?"

"Grandma, I was so scared by a dream last night." Lao Lu said, pressing her butt into the ashtray.

"Oh, what dream? Let's talk about it." When Director Zong heard the word "Dream", he felt uncomfortable as if he had been stabbed by a needle.

"It's nothing, I just dreamed of a guy with disheveled hair and a white robe. He showed half of his face and stared at me with one eye. I wanted to avoid him, but I went around and found that he was still staring at me. Why do you guess?"

"Because there was also a face on the back of his head?" Director Zong said half-inquiring and half-confirmed.

"Sir, you are so awesome! That's it! Can you even see through your dreams?"

"Stop praising me, go and ask your colleagues, who else had dreams last night!"

Lu Yufang smiled: "Director, are you going to have a dream interpretation by Zhou Gong?"

"Go quickly!"

Who knew that after a while, Lu Yufang came back. Director Zong saw that he had a dark face and his eyes were a little dazed.

"Director, it's so evil! Several people have dreamed and have dreams like me..."

Director Zong shivered: "I also had the same dream."

Lu Yufang was shocked. He suddenly remembered and said, "Director, I discovered that the people who have dreamed in our institute all went to the Niangniang Temple that night!"

In fact, from the beginning, Director Sect thought of this direction, because the two-faced one-eyed man in the dream looked very much like the legendary envoy Xiao.

Director Zong picked up the phone number. There is a village next to the Niangniang Temple, called Lukou Village, which is only about three kilometers away from the Niangniang Temple.

The village chief of Lukou Village is surnamed Lang, and he is the same age as Director Zong. He is a loyal and reliable person.

"Old Lang, you are close to the Temple of the Imperial Palace. Is there any movement there these two days?"

"I've been watching it all the time. Everything is normal. The temple is built a little fast. It's filled with the small valley. I'm thinking about it. I'll ask the people from the county planning bureau to see it early!"

"Have you been there this morning? Why don't you run for me and go and have a look?" said Director Zong.

"Okay, I'll go after drinking soy milk!"

"Hurry up and go to the Niangniang Temple to see if there is any trouble there?" Director Zong had a call in the morning, and he couldn't leave by himself, but he was still worried that dreaming was nothing if the next person was not a dream. It would be too evil for everyone in the institute to have the same dream.

Lu Yufang agreed and walked out quickly, but turned back as soon as he left the door.

"Sir, there is something that I don't know whether to talk about it or not..."./15_15456/
Chapter completed!