Zhang Daoan sat in the chair, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Jie Fangcheng, floating in the air, felt somewhat embarrassed.
He has been working for so many years and has seen countless tragedies. Giving the golden light is nothing to Manager Jie, whose golden light of merit is shattered and whose soul is incomplete, and who can either become a ghost to wreak havoc on the world or can only work in the underworld until the end of the universe.
But for the ghost that was originally about to be destroyed, it can be regarded as a grace of rebirth.
Of course, Zhang Daoan's mental strength is obviously ridiculously strong. Unless there are special circumstances, he is unlikely to follow the path of an evil spirit and become a ghost that needs to be torn apart.
But the resentment of those ghosts and the negative energy they brought were like a thorn in the flesh, keeping Zhang Daoan on the edge of a cliff all the time, with the possibility of falling off at any time.
Although he has a strong psychological quality, no matter day or night, there is a voice deep in his soul chattering with resentment. This feeling can drive a person crazy in two or three days.
However, Xie Fangcheng's golden light pushed him back from the edge of the cliff.
But Manager Xie had killed too many people, and there were countless evil spirits that were countless times more brutal than Zhang Daoan. No matter how special his situation was, it was not something that Manager Xie could remember for more than ten years.
At this moment, he became a spectator, looking at things from a bird's eye view, and he always felt a little embarrassed, as if he had done good things and was found out by the school, and then was dragged to the podium to give a speech, which was very socially dead.
"Ahem... wake up." Jie Fangcheng couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so he stretched out his hand uncomfortably to wake up Zhang Daoan.
It was not until his hand passed through Zhang Daoan's shoulder that Xie Fangcheng suddenly realized a problem.
How should they get out of the dream
This silver dream-returning fish is obviously much more powerful than those ugly modified fish. The dreams created by those modified fish are mostly dreams of desire based on memories. Those overly vague and unrealistic dreams can make Wei Yuan and others sink, and also make Qi Chanyang and others who are more careful pull themselves out of the dream.
But Jie Fangcheng would not fall into such a dream.
Jie Fangcheng is a person who does not have dreams, so the fish can only dream based on the words he said most often in the past: When can I stop working overtime, can I not go to work, do I have to work this crappy shift, when will the boss die... These words gave him a seemingly reasonable dream of a social animal, which made Jie Fangcheng extremely angry.
But the silver one is more like the dream-recalling fish in the underworld. It only recalls memories and does not give too many fantasies.
But the more identical the memories are, the more difficult it is to distinguish between reality and dreams.
The reason why Jie Fangcheng was able to come out was because Zhang Daoan’s words were so shocking and frightening that they woke him up immediately.
But how can Zhang Daoan wake up from this dream
The "Jie Fangcheng" in the dream is gone, and there is no one who can let Jie Fangcheng possess his body and tell Zhang Daoan some shocking words.
Just as Jie Fangcheng was scratching his head, not knowing what to do, Zhang Daoan looked at his hands and suddenly muttered to himself.
“… No.”
Zhang Daoan looked at the place where "Jie Fangcheng" had just appeared in his dream, and murmured to himself: "I should know his name... but I have never seen him before."
If it were an ordinary person, he would probably only be confused for a moment, thinking that he had seen it somewhere before but just couldn't remember it.
Zhang Daoan doesn't know how to do that.
He was able to live that long because every step he took was calculated.
After all, normal people can make mistakes, but once Zhang Daoan makes a mistake it can easily lead to irreversible consequences.
It was normal for others to "vaguely know this person's name but not be able to remember it", but Zhang Daoan immediately sensed that something was wrong.
He turned his head sharply and looked at the book on the table.
It was a copy of Epicurus that he had just bought. Zhang Daoan casually flipped to the page behind the bookmark that he had probably not read before, and he could immediately confirm that he had finished reading this book before.
Someone who should know his name, someone who makes him feel important.
The book I should have finished but didn't...
Zhang Daoan closed his eyes and sensed everything around him that was not quite right.
This is a dream.
Almost instantly, Zhang Daoan understood.
He opened his eyes suddenly.
The Lord of Dreams has woken up, and the originally shabby little rooms around him are slowly withering and disappearing like pixel bricks.
Zhang Daoan snorted coldly. Although he had not yet recovered all his memories, at this moment he had learned to control his dreams without any instruction.
What was revealed behind the room was an endless space for thinking. Countless memory scenes were like projections. The void stood in the space for thinking, flashing rapidly frame by frame.
The background of the entire thinking space is a flowing and complex color, just like a paint palette for oil painting, combining into different pictures.
A silvery fish swam happily in the memory until the owner of the dream tore apart its recollected dream. Then the fish turned its head leisurely and looked at Zhang Daoan as if it could not come back to its senses.
It was also the first time that Jie Fangcheng saw it in its entirety.
This is the bleached Huimeng fish in the underworld ditch! ! Except for the color, everything else is the same!
The white Huimeng fish seemed unaware of what it had done. After seeing Zhang Daoan, it tilted its head innocently, its two sapphire eyes full of wisdom.
Zhang Daoan waved his hand, and a transparent cage instantly stood up around the Huimeng fish, locking it tightly in the cage.
After being locked in the cage, the Huimeng fish was stunned for a moment, then made a "嘤" sound, and the whole fish actually jumped out of the cage.
It naturally has the ability to swim freely in the human mind, and can affect people's four-dimensional space to a certain extent. Even for some people with weak control ability, if their self-thinking strength is not strong enough after entering the dream, it is easy to confuse the priorities and make the master of the dream become a fish.
But Zhang Daoan is obviously not that weak.
The Huimeng fish not only ran away, but even disappeared into the background like a chameleon.
The next second, the background around it suddenly changed, and the fish lying in place to serve as the background was immediately entangled by a red line.
Jie Fangcheng, who was watching, was amazed.
The human mindset has a base map. People with bright eyes have a sunny base map, while people with dark eyes have a dark base map. It depends on each person's personality and temperament. However, human personality and temperament are generally difficult to change, so the base map basically does not change.
Not only is Zhang Daoan's base map a moving gip, he can even change it freely. This is something Jie Fangcheng has never heard of.
This kid is really... I knew he was strong, but I didn't expect him to be this strong!
This brain must shine in the finance department of the underworld!
The Huimeng fish was caught again and tried to run away with a cry. Zhang Daoan had already mastered how to control his own thinking space.
In the blink of an eye, the memory fragments that were originally standing in the space were immediately gathered and put away. Then, eight laser cannons rose from the ground, with their muzzles aimed directly at the silver fish.
The Huimeng fish didn't dare to cry anymore. In reality, it might not be afraid of the laser cannon. After all, it was in two different dimensions from real objects. But the laser cannon in the dream obviously did not emit ordinary lasers.
The master of dreams is the law of nature in their own dreams. When he gives the laser cannon the right to "crush any invader", then the laser cannon can crush a mere dream fish.
The little silver fish hummed twice in the cage.
The black Huimeng fish looks a bit scary. Its black skin and royal blue eyes make it look eerie in the environment of the underworld. The fish in the underworld river have been enduring negative energy and resentment for many years, so they are generally more aggressive. They used to bully the new ghost messengers. But after Jie Fangcheng found out that these fish smell really good when steamed, they became more restrained.
But without any prejudice, the white one looks very beautiful and cute. Although its appearance is the same as those in the Hell River except for the color, its temperament is completely different. It looks a bit like a white half-moon with a larger tail, and the tail veil emits pearly luster.
But it's useless no matter how beautiful it is.
Zhang Daoan stretched out his hand, and no matter whether Hui Mengyu wanted to or not, he could only "wool" as he caught him in his hand.
Zhang Daoan looked at the fish in his hand coldly, as if he wanted to just crush it to pieces to avoid being an eyesore.
At this moment, Jie Fangcheng's eyes flashed.
Familiar roof, familiar lights.
They came out of the dream.
Zhang Daoan held the fish tightly in his right hand, while Jie Fangcheng was still holding his left hand.
Because he saw his dream, he knew that the two of them had actually met before, but it was obvious that Zhang Daoan had recognized him a long time ago, while Jie Fangcheng had no memory of him at all, which made Manager Jie feel a little guilty and he took his hand back.
Zhang Daoan just lowered his head and said nothing, just looking at the fish in his hand.
“Is this the ‘Returning Dream Fish’?”
"Well, I think so... But the ones we have are all black, and this one is white." After Jie Fangcheng finished speaking, he touched his chin in an academic manner, "Maybe it's an albino?"
Zhang Daoan smiled.
I don’t know if Jie Fangcheng now looks at him through a strange filter, but when Zhang Daoan smiled, Jie Fangcheng managed to interpret it as a bit… tenderness
Depend on…
Jie Fangcheng's eyes dodged instantly.
Zhang Daoan seemed to be in a good mood, but he didn't say much.
Although the dream fish was caught this time, it was obviously not easy to preserve.
"What's its use?" asked Zhang Daoan.
Xie Fangcheng was honest: "It can be steamed, braised, or fried. It can't be eaten, but it will have a very fresh taste that will last for a long time."
The fish pretending to be dead in Zhang Daoan's hand straightened its back and turned to look at Jie Fangcheng in disbelief. It was obviously a fish, but his eyes were full of humanistic "Brother, you are not...
Jie Fangcheng also said: "I have experience in dealing with this, do you need it?"
The broad tail fin of the dream fish swung wildly, vividly illustrating what "death struggle" means.
Zhang Daoan smiled again, looking very good-tempered, and did not mention that Jie Fangcheng had just entered his dream and saw the scene of their first meeting.
He talked about the copy in a normal manner, which made Jie Fangcheng feel inexplicably relaxed.
"Not for now, but... I thought it might be useful for something else."
"Um?"
Just as the two were talking, a familiar and painful voice suddenly came from the distant and silent God's Tower.
"Qiao Mai!!"
(End of this chapter)