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Wu Cheng noticed the look in Grandmother's eyes and felt that there were some things that needed to be clarified, so he followed Grandmother. Grandmother quickly walked into a deserted Siheyuan, and Wu Cheng didn't want her to escape, so he hurriedly followed her in.
The gate of the Siheyuan exuded an ancient atmosphere, as if this place had existed for a very long time. Upon entering the Siheyuan, Wu Cheng found that the main hall was filled with various Taoist items. He saw incense burners, peaches of immortality, Taoist talismans, emitting a rich fragrance and a mysterious atmosphere. Most striking was a lifelike, all-black statue placed in the center of the main hall, seemingly exuding a lifelike breath.
Wu Cheng couldn't help but feel a wave of unease. The statue looked just like the Black-faced statue he had seen in Shadow puppetry. Combined with his previous eerie experiences, he began to associate it with something ominous. He suspected that Grandmother might be involved with some kind of cult or sinister power, or that she herself was a dangerous cult member.
However, at that moment, a scream suddenly rang out in the Siheyuan. Wu Cheng looked up alertly, only to see Grandmother suddenly appear from behind, wielding a iron pot and swinging it at him. Wu Cheng only managed to dodge part of it, and the pot still struck his shoulder fiercely, causing him intense pain and almost rendering him unable to move.
Wu Cheng tried hard to stay awake, but he felt his vision gradually blurring and the surrounding scenery starting to distort. He felt himself sinking into an inescapable darkness, as if falling into that eerie vortex once again.
In his dream, he felt himself being chased, and the presence of Mosina Goblinoid filled him with fear. He heard his flesh being marked, as if some irresistible force was influencing him. The Mosina Goblinoid kept repeating chilling prophecies, and Wu Cheng felt unable to escape this terrifying pursuit. He kept running in the dream, but felt that no matter how much he ran, he couldn't escape those bloodthirsty Mosina Goblinoid. His breathing became more and more rapid, sweat dripped from his forehead, and he heard the deep growls of the Mosina Goblinoid behind him, as if they were trying to tear apart his soul.
Wu Cheng kept running non-stop, the scenery in his dream was always dark, as if he was trapped in this endless nightmare. He wanted to scream for help, but could only let out a silent cry. His body gradually weakened, seemingly bound by the dark forces of the dream.
Suddenly, he felt his footsteps getting heavier and heavier, as if his feet were anchored to the ground by a lead weight. He struggled to break free, only to find that his body was becoming increasingly immobile. His breathing became more and more difficult, as if oppressed by an invisible force.
The Darkness in his dream seemed to grow even denser, swallowing his consciousness. He struggled to resist, but the dark force seemed unbeatable. His consciousness gradually blurred, his vision becoming unclear, and ultimately, he fell back into the inescapable Darkness.
In the end, he felt countless small knives stabbing at his flesh, causing unbearable pain. He tried to resist, but the pain overwhelmed him. In his final vision, he saw Grandmother standing in front of the altar, manipulating Mosina Goblinoid, while the Black-faced statue behind her glared at him, as if silently judging him.
In the dream, the pain and fear made Wu Cheng faint again. He felt trapped in the darkness, unable to escape, as if caught in a strange vortex. In the dream, Wu Cheng felt like a leaf, constantly being dragged in the dark water. He tried to break free, but the dark force seemed unbeatable, and he sank deeper and deeper.
The scenes in the dream began to distort and change, forming a gloomy and eerie scene. He found himself in a vast desert, surrounded by silence. The sky was covered with dark clouds, as if a storm could break out at any moment.
In the distance, a group of dark figures gradually appeared in his line of sight. These shadows seemed to be condensed from Darkness, emitting a sinister aura. As the shadows drew closer, he realized that these figures were Mosina Goblinoid, just as he had seen in his dreams. They had eerie faces and their eyes gleamed with a bloodthirsty light.
The Mosina Goblinoid tightly surrounded Wu Cheng, emitting a deep and eerie sound, as if calling upon some ancient power. Wu Cheng felt their presence to be evil, representing an unimaginable dark force that filled his heart with fear.
Suddenly, Mosina Goblinoid surrounded Wu Cheng and whispered incessantly. Some were low warnings, some were high-frequency sneers, some were crying, some were laughing. Some people kept counting Wu Cheng's past mistakes, while others kept talking about his past achievements. The voices were sometimes too loud to bear, and sometimes too soft to hear clearly. Every word uttered by Mosina Goblinoid made Wu Cheng tremble violently. He wanted to call for help, but his mouth couldn't make a sound. He felt as if he were bound in a dark cage, unable to escape.
In the horror of this dream, Wu Cheng felt his consciousness becoming blurred, his thoughts gradually confused, unable to distinguish between dream and reality. The scenes in the dream kept intertwining, and he saw Grandmother appear again, with a fierce face, holding a dark charm in her hand, seemingly performing some ancient ritual on him.
The pain and fear constantly tore at Wu Cheng's heart, as he tried to break free, but the dark forces seemed unbeatable. He felt like he had been drawn into an inescapable nightmare, and the terror felt incredibly real, as if he was experiencing an unimaginable curse.
In the final scene of the dream, he saw Grandmother standing in front of the altar once again, with a sinister glow emanating from the talisman in her hand, while the black-faced statue cast a terrifying shadow behind her. All of this left Wu Cheng with an overwhelming sense of unease, as his consciousness gradually sank into the depths of darkness.
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