Since all of this was a dream, then it was very likely that the dream was targeting Yang Jian alone. Of course, that was only a guess. It was also possible that the dream was targeting everyone.
But no matter what,
No one in this dream could be trusted completely—not even Xiao Yuan, Yang Jian's cousin, or Lin Xiaoxi, the companion by Xiao Yuan's side.
Because they might not have entered the dream from reality at all. They might have been figures who had existed within the dream from the start.
In other words, aside from himself, anyone else in the dream could be a ghost.
As for how to tell, Yang Jian felt there was no way to distinguish them. At least, in his current situation, he could not do it. He could only heighten his vigilance and guard against everyone around him, lest he die in the dream without even knowing how.
After all, whether this dream was connected to reality or not, dying in a supernatural incident could not possibly lead to anything good.
"This is Yang Town from the daytime. It should have been affected by me somehow. Signs of the ghost rope attacking this place have manifested in the dream, exactly like those headless corpses in the wilderness earlier. The ghosts in this dream seem capable of reading a person's life experiences."
After realizing this, Yang Jian suddenly thought of a supernatural object in his possession.
That bloodstained old newspaper.
The bloodstained old newspaper could alter other people's memories. If it were combined with that ghost capable of entering dreams, could it alter someone's memories within a dream?
Of course, that was only a guess. It might not be true.
"Xiao Yuan, you seem very familiar with this place. Do you come here often?"
Yang