"Five, zero, three."
Jiang Baimian had expected all kinds of "hints" that the "high-level unintentional person" would give, but he never expected it to be three numbers.
What does it mean? What does this represent? The secret code inside the "Mirage Cult"? A series of questions flashed in Jiang Baimian's mind.
At this time, the "high-level unintentional person" who said these three numbers seemed to finally unload the heavy boulder that was pressing on his heart, and a clear dark brown vaguely appeared in his turbid eyes.
This dark brown was engulfed by turbidity in a blink of an eye, like a drowning man who finally gave up his struggle.
"He..." The voice of a beast threatening humans came from the throat of the "Higher Heartless One".
It's hard to believe he could have spoken human words a few seconds ago.
Once he let go of his obsessions, he was no different from a normal "high-level mindless person".
Seeing this, Jiang Baimian raised his right hand and turned the mirror over to look at the target.
She would not allow such a dangerous existence to unrestrictedly exert her abilities.
Similarly, Zhou Yue, the master of Nanke Guan Guan, also had a similar reaction.
At this moment, a figure appeared in front of them.
Shang Jian Yao's tall figure.
He walked up to the "Higher Unintentional One" and looked at him calmly.
The sound of the lotus in the throat of the "high-level unintentional person" gradually became lower, and the body that was highly tense and ready to go also relaxed a lot.
"Do you still consider yourself a human being?" Shang Jianyao asked.
He turned his back to Zhou Yue and his side to Jiang Baimian. The expression on his face was shrouded in the shadow of the "high-level unintentional person", which was not clear enough, but the deep voice could be heard by the two ladies present.
That "higher mindless person" stooped slightly, and the turbid eyes were full of bloodshots.
He did not respond to Shang Jianyao, nor did he leave. He stayed where he was, and the illusion he had created before had disappeared.
Zhou Yue's heart moved, she took two steps forward and stood side by side with Shang Jianyao.
She looked at the "Higher Unintentional One" and asked in a soft voice:
"Are you Fan Protector?"
The gray-haired old man looked at her with eyes that belonged to a beast, with no change in expression and no opening.
"I'll take it as it is." Zhou Yue sighed, "After you disappeared, your wife couldn't find you. She was too worried and anxious. She was seriously ill and could not be cured... Your child and your granddaughter never gave up. Wandering in the dust, looking for every place you might go... The sect has given orders to every Taoist temple, be sure to pay attention to your trail... "
The "high-level unintentional person" listened quietly, not knowing if he understood.
But the humming in his throat had completely disappeared.
When Zhou Yue finished speaking, he suddenly made a whimpering sound, turned around, and ran out of Nanke Guan like a wild ape.
Because of his danger, Jiang Baimian did not stop him.
"Huh, the information he wanted to convey turned out to be the numbers 'five', 'zero', 'three'..." Jiang Baimian muttered to himself while noticing the door, not moving at will, so as not to be affected by the illusion, " This represents, represents…”
After hesitating, she got an inspiration:
"Is this the house number representing Jiang Xiaoyue's spiritual world in the 'Soul Corridor'?"
"Maybe." Zhou Yue nodded slightly, "Each door in the 'Spiritual Corridor' has a different number, and I don't know how it got there."
"Electricity, ID number?" Shang Jianyao seemed to want to say the electronic card number, but forcibly changed it to something similar in the old world.
"It's not that long." Zhou Yue denied this guess.
Jiang Baimian said "um":
"So, the 'Higher Heartless' is reminding the other 'Dream Protectors' of your sect to avoid Room 503 of the 'Spiritual Corridor'?"
Or concentrate on manpower and do a thorough cleaning under the blessing of Zhisui.
"Maybe." Zhou Yue didn't know much about this, so he could only answer with ambiguous words.
When they were discussing the numbers "five", "zero" and "three", a roar of a beast suddenly came from outside Nanke Guan:
"Wow!"
The voice was shrill and hoarse.
The three looked at each other, each held a mirror, and walked towards the door while looking around.
As soon as they crossed the patio and came to the street, they saw the "high-level unintentional person" standing on the roof opposite.
Between countless stars twinkling, he jumped forward forcefully.
His figure fell rapidly, and his long gray hair fluttered.
Snapped!
The "higher unintentional" fell into the street and fell into a tattered sack.
The bright red and dazzling blood flowed quickly from under him, as if creating a puddle.
Such a picture was fixed in the eyes of Shang Jianyao, Jiang Baimian and Zhou Yue.
- When they arrived, the target was silent, and there was no trace of being alive.
At this moment, Jiang Baimian not only remembered the scene of Jiang Xiaoyue's suicide by jumping off the building, but also let out a sigh uncontrollably.
Zhou Yue stared at it for a while, and in a silent sigh, she leaned back halfway and opened her arms slightly.
Then she said in an ethereal and solemn tone:
"The new world is beyond the dream.
"May you please the gods."
After a brief prayer and blessing, Zhou Yue saw the tall young man from Qian Bai's team walking to the corpse and stared silently for a few seconds.
Then, he took off his dark blue short down jacket, squatted down softly, covered the clothes on the face of the deceased, and covered the cloudy eyes staring at the sky out of focus.
Phew... Jiang Baimian sighed again.
…
Inside the Nanke View.
Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao worked together to move the body of the "high-level unintentional person" in, and in accordance with the teachings of the "Mirage Dragon Sect", a white towel was used instead of the short down jacket to cover the deceased's body. face.
This means no longer falling into a dream.
Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao, and Zhou Yue sat cross-legged one after another, guarding the corpse, waiting for the dawn.
The silent silence lasted for a while, and Jiang Baimian broke the atmosphere like chatting:
"Zhou Guanzhu, do you think he took the last bit of reason and jumped off the building to end his life as an 'unintentional', or was he influenced by Jiang Xiaoyue's spiritual world and repeated the act of jumping off the building?"
Zhou Yue stared at the corpse covered with a white towel, and moved the corners of her mouth without a smile:
"I hope it's the first reason.
"In this way he is freed from the dream as a human being."
Jiang Baimian was silent for a while, then asked:
"Zhou Guanzhu, how did you join the Mirage Cult?"
Zhou Yue looked back, smiled and said:
"I am an orphan who was adopted by the 'Mirage Cult'. I grew up in the sect since I was a child, and there is no such thing as joining or not joining."
"It's no wonder that you follow the teachings of the 'Dragon Sect' so much that you have incorporated it into your daily words and deeds." Jiang Baimian nodded slightly after hearing this.
Shang Jianyao, who was sitting cross-legged beside her, was still staring at the corpse, his eyes were quiet, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Zhou Yue laughed at himself and shook his head:
"No, I wasn't like this before."
"Huh?" Jiang Baimian made a questioning voice.
Zhou Yue raised her head slightly, not knowing whether she was looking at the beam of Nanke Guan or Zhi Sui in the void:
"I used to have a very good friend who was also an orphan adopted by the denomination, and we lived in the same room for years.
"We agreed that if anyone becomes a 'Dream Attractor' or even a 'Dream Realm Yushi', he will apply to the Taoist temple where he is and be a lifetime good friend.
"Then, one day..."
Having said that, Zhou Yue paused for a while, his eyes seemed to be a little blank:
"She has 'innocence'."
Jiang Baimian opened his mouth, but couldn't find the right words.
Zhou Yue turned and said:
"When I became an adult, I fell in love with a classmate. He was a very good person, tall and shy. Seeing us girls always hesitated and couldn't say much.
"He is also very kind. Once, he followed other members of the sect to a flooded wilderness homeless settlement to help the disaster victims and find children suitable for bringing back and raising them."
When he said these words, Zhou Yue had a faint smile on his face, as if he had returned to the beginning.
"Later, later..." Her expression gradually became dazed. "They told me that there was a plague in that settlement, and he couldn't come back."
After a few seconds of silence, Zhou Yue looked at Jiang Baimian and showed her usual smile:
"There are dreams everywhere, why take it seriously?"