I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 1075 Time to wake up from the dream
Mo Ling had a strange dream.

In the dream, a group of people kept hitting his head.

He turned around, but saw nothing...

"Who did it!"

He was angry and wanted to grab the group of people behind him, but it seemed like that group of people were avoiding him. When he turned around, there was no one behind him, and he was hit again as soon as he turned around.

"Stop it!"

"Bang Bang Bang!"

The group of people hit Mo Ling so hard that his scalp became numb.

"I was wrong, stop hitting me."

Mo Ling didn't know why he was beaten, so he just admitted his mistake first. But admitting his mistake seemed to be of no use. The group of people continued to beat him, and they were getting harder and harder. His head was buzzing, and he was angry and anxious, but there was nothing he could do.

The knocks on the head were not over yet. After a while, the group of people started to intensify their beatings. They poked him with their fingers from time to time, poking the ticklish spots on the side of his stomach, his buttocks, the back of his neck, and some even put their fingers into his ears from behind...

"Don't touch my butt! That's too much!"

Mo Ling felt itchy from being poked, and just as he was about to turn around, he was hit on the head again.

This made him extremely angry, and he started to punch indiscriminately at the air around him, but of course he hit nothing.

When he closed his eyes and punched, his nostril was poked. He didn't know how the group of people did it, but they were able to touch him.

Mo Ling was a little scared.

"Isn't this a paranormal phenomenon?"

Not only could he not see this group of people, and he was constantly being "attacked", Mo Ling felt more and more that something was wrong.

Why did these things haunt him? Mo Ling thought about it over and over again, but couldn't come up with a conclusion.

He had done nothing wrong and he often stood up for justice. He was a well-known good man in the area.

"I, Mo Ling, am upright and I am not afraid of you wandering ghosts!"

Mo Ling roared loudly, trying to scare these bad guys, but ended up getting hit on the head again.

"Stop hitting the head!"

He is not very smart to begin with, and if he continues to fight, there will be problems.

As if they had heard his plea, those things began to "attack" other parts of his body.

Pat his belly...

"Don't hit my abs, wait till we're even!"

Pinch his earlobe...

“It hurts, it hurts, it hurts.”

Step on his toes...

"Only children use this trick when fighting!"

Put your hand in his mouth...

"Hmm, hmmm! Ugh... hmmm, hmmm, hmmm..."

"Isn't it disgusting?"

"Ugh~"

It was already at his throat. It seemed as if those bad guys were just trying to torture him, using all kinds of despicable tricks.

Mo Ling was like a puppet that could be manipulated by anyone. After resisting in vain, he gave up and just let those bad guys torture him. After a while, those despicable attacks finally stopped.

"finished?"

Mo Ling, who wanted to cry but had no tears, touched his head.

If you hit me again, my hair will be gone...

At this time, there was no part of his body that had not been ravaged, and some parts were still aching.

"Have you fought enough? Now that you have vented your anger, leave now. No matter how much injustice you have suffered in this life, do not leave with resentment. Be a good person in the next life and do not harbor resentment towards this world. This world is still very beautiful..."

Mo Ling advised earnestly, he had already determined that this was some kind of supernatural phenomenon, probably some wandering ghosts couldn't find their nemesis, so they just found a poor guy to vent their anger on, and he became the poor guy. After waiting for a while, those strange things really stopped torturing him.

"Whoo~"

Mo Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

However, before he could catch his breath, a series of "bang bang bang" sounds suddenly rang out, startling him so much that he almost choked.

"what?!"

Mo Ling sat up from the bed and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

"Someone's knocking at the door?"

"Bang bang bang!"

The somewhat shabby wooden door was shaken by the knocks, and the person outside the door seemed very anxious.

Seeing this, Mo Ling did not dare to delay. He quickly got out of bed, walked to the door and opened it.

The person standing outside the door turned out to be the neighbor’s old lady. Mo Ling had helped her carry things yesterday.

The old lady's face was full of anxiety. After seeing Mo Ling open the door, she opened her mouth and made "uh uh uh" for a long time, but nothing came out.

Seeing that the old lady's face was pale and she was covering her chest with her hands, Mo Ling hurriedly walked forward, supported her and patted her on the back.

"Don't be impatient, grandma. Tell me slowly."

Mo Ling patted her gently, and the old lady finally came to her senses.

"Xiao Mo, go quickly, go quickly..."

Although she had recovered, the old lady still seemed a little incoherent and it was unclear what she was saying.

"Grandma, what did you say? Go away? Why do you want to leave?" Mo Ling asked patiently.

As he asked, he looked upstairs and downstairs past the old lady.

There's no fire or earthquake, why are you so anxious?
Mo Ling did hear some neighbors running anxiously, but he didn't know what big thing had happened.

"The government told us to evacuate, evacuate, within ten minutes."

Evacuate? Ten minutes?

Mo Ling was stunned for a moment. Is he so anxious?

"I saw that you didn't open the door, and guessed that you were still sleeping, so I came to call you. Hurry up and pack up and leave." The old lady pointed at Mo Ling's house and said anxiously.

She was almost out of breath, yet she still came to remind Mo Ling. It was probably because Mo Ling helped her yesterday.

Mo Ling was about to ask for more clarification when a middle-aged man suddenly ran up the stairs.

After the uncle came up, he grabbed the old lady and said, "Mom, hurry up and pack up."

As he said this, he glanced at Mo Ling.

"Xiao Mo, do you want to go together? We have a car."

Mo Ling shook his head subconsciously. He never liked to take advantage of others.

"Okay, let's go quickly. The traffic outside is getting congested. Don't take anything unimportant. Hurry up."

The uncle nodded to Mo Ling and dragged the old lady downstairs, leaving Mo Ling standing there with a confused look on her face.

The neighbors downstairs also ran down with their families. Seeing Mo Ling still standing there in a daze, they quickly patted him.

"Xiao Mo, what are you daydreaming about? Let's go."

"oh oh."

Mo Ling responded slowly, then began to move on his own. He rushed into the house and picked up the shoulder bag he always carried. All his daily necessities were in the bag, so he didn't need to pack anything deliberately.

I rushed out of the door and saw a group of neighbors with their families.

The adults were supporting the elderly, and the children had confused looks on their faces. They had basically nothing with them. It seemed that the evacuation time was too urgent and no one had much time to pack.

"Brother Li, where should we evacuate to?" Mo Ling asked the man of the house as he followed his neighbor downstairs.

"I don't know. The government's notice is to go east and stay away from the west." The host answered briefly.

(End of this chapter)