Chapter 112 Lily of the Valley in Dreams

Zheng Xun covered his face with his hands, sad because he lost the one-yuan purchase.

Cheng Jie was speechless beside him.

"Okay, okay, you can find another house. If you can't, you can live with me."

"You don't understand," Zheng Xun took a deep breath, "Do you think I only lost a place to live? I lost the joy of being a freeloader."

"Is it okay if I don't charge you rent?"

"Okay."

He's fine again.

"..."

The two stood by the white tower with nothing to do. Zheng Xun was blown by the wind outside, and the drunkenness dissipated a little.

He squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of Mo Qian. There seemed to be two people wearing team uniforms beside him, who should be from their Jiuding.

"Why are we standing here," Zheng Xun asked, "Just standing there stupidly?"

Cheng Jie took out a mint candy from his pocket, tore open the package and held it in his mouth to make his brain clearer.

He looked up at the unformed tower.

"Just wait. If nothing happens after tonight, then we can retreat. Jiuding will be responsible for the rest, and we don't have to worry about it."

"What if something happens?"

"It depends on how serious it is."

Since he was free, Cheng Jie gave Zheng Xun some popular science about what happened before the White Tower was formed.

"I don't remember the boss running out. Basically, people were sucked into the White Tower."

"If this happens...what should we do?"

"What can we do? It's the same as going to a dungeon normally. It's just that when the White Tower is not formed, the inside and outside are unstable. So the players' choices are random, and the difficulty is also random."

Cheng Jie bit the mint candy and made a crisp sound.

"In short, it's best to pray not to be sucked in at this time, otherwise it will be very troublesome."

"...I always feel that you have already planted the flag."

"Oh, think of something good. If you can survive, you can still win a big prize."

This place is relatively remote, and there are only houses gathered at the bottom of the slope. Jiuding's people have cooperated with the authorities to evacuate the people in time, and the rest are almost all players from various guilds.

The white tower remained the same, with no tendency to settle down, but no other abnormalities appeared for the time being.

Zheng Xun was a little sleepy and kept dozing off. Cheng Jie took out a sleeping bag from the cloud space. These outdoor common items should be kept in the cloud space of each contestant.

Other contestants were already setting up tents around. There were still several hours before dawn, and they couldn't waste time like this.

"Don't force yourself if you're sleepy, just sleep for now. I don't think anything serious will happen tonight, I'll call you if there's anything."

Zheng Xun nodded subconsciously, looking so sleepy that he was not sober.

He got into the sleeping bag, closed his eyes, curled up slightly, and soon fell asleep.

Zheng Xun had a strange dream.

In the dream, he walked into a dusk and saw a familiar three-story western-style building.

There was a window on the first floor of the western-style building that opened outwards, and a bunch of lilies of the valley were inserted in a blue plain bottle, light and elegant.

Zheng Xun was attracted by the bunch of lilies of the valley, it was the only thing with vitality here.

His feet stepped over the dry grass and walked towards the vase of white flowers. When he reached out to touch it, another hand was placed on the vase.

The other person wore white gloves, like a butler. Zheng Xun was a little surprised, and then he heard the man speak.

——Do you like this bouquet of flowers too?

It was a man's voice, mature and low, sounding much older than him.

Zheng Xun didn't really know much about flowers, but this bouquet of flowers made him feel inexplicably intimate. His eyes slowly moved up and raised his head to respond to the other person's words.

The other person was wearing a black tuxedo, ironed, neat, and meticulous. His tone was gentle and polite, and it sounded very comfortable and pleasant, with a kind of politeness and restraint with rules after rigorous training.

Zheng Xun was curious about the identity of the man, and his eyes continued to look up, but he heard a gunshot.

His shoulders shook.

He saw that the head of the butler-like figure burst like a balloon, and blood splattered, and even a few drops were sprinkled on his face.

An irrepressible sadness suddenly surged in Zheng Xun's heart. He opened his mouth and wanted to call out the other person's name.

——

"Zheng Xun? Zheng Xun! Wake up!"

Zheng Xun was shaken awake. When he opened his eyes, he breathed rapidly and kept coughing.

"Close your mouth, breathe through your nose, breathe abdominally, slowly."

Someone spoke in his ear, and Zheng Xun followed his instructions, letting his breathing gradually return to a normal rhythm.

The ear was sharply alarming, and his head was dizzy, as if he had just been salvaged from a deep sea, wet and cold from inside to outside.

Zheng Xun grabbed his hair with one hand and pressed the ground with the other. The touch of his hair and the feeling of sand and stones on his hands gradually made him realize where he was. His consciousness gradually returned, and he saw Cheng Jie's worried face.

"Are you okay?"

Zheng Xun calmed down and shook his head.

It seems that everything is fine.

Cheng Jie breathed a sigh of relief.

"That was close. You don't even know what happened to you."

"What happened?"

"Just now you were lying in your sleeping bag, and suddenly you twitched a few times. Your face was pale, and your body temperature was dropping rapidly, as if you were about to die."

Zheng Xun took the water from him, still thinking about the dream just now.

He doesn't dream easily. Since coming to the White Tower world, every dream he has is a sign and a reminder.

The building that appeared in the dream was undoubtedly Linxun Mansion.

But who is the man in the mansion?

Why did he die?

How come I feel so...familiar with him?

Zheng Xun knew nothing.

"By the way," he asked Cheng Jie, "What did you want to do when you suddenly woke me up just now?"

"Oh, I almost forgot," Cheng Jie asked him to get out of the sleeping bag, "The White Tower suddenly changed just now, look."

Zheng Xun looked in the direction of Cheng Jie's finger and saw that the originally translucent and dazzling film suddenly began to flash non-stop.

"Is this a call for the White Tower to take shape?" Zheng Xun asked.

"No," Cheng Jie frowned, "Judging from my extensive knowledge, it doesn't look like it."

"...Have you ever thought that it's because you have too little knowledge?"

"Stop talking about it, is this the time to joke?"

Players from other guilds naturally noticed the strangeness of the White Tower and became wary. Standing directly in front of the white tower was Mo Qian, and behind him there were two contestants, a man and a woman, both looking at the tower in front of them with solemn expressions.

despair--

despair--

despair--

Suddenly, there was a sound inside the White Tower, which sounded like the sound of the second hand of a quartz clock moving.

The sound was regular, unhurried, and extremely clear.

Just when everyone was wondering where the clock noise came from, a member of the guild suddenly shouted.

"Where is Yang Huan? Why is Yang Huan missing??"

A team member has disappeared!

Everyone immediately looked at the teammates around them, and then there were a few more shouts.

"Xili?? Where is Xili???"

"Ling Qing! Where is Ling Qing?!"

"Why are people disappearing?!"

Mo Qian turned his head to look at the first shout, and it happened that the team member behind him was calling him——

team leader.

But when he turned his head, both team members had disappeared.

Bang!

With the sound of a water bottle falling to the ground, Cheng Jie realized something and his pupils suddenly shrank.

He immediately turned to look at Zheng Xun's position. There was no one there, except for mineral water bottles rolling on the ground.

despair--

despair--

despair.

The clock chimed six times in total, and correspondingly, six players were randomly selected.

The copy is automatically opened.