"Dream? Help?" Murmured and repeated these two words, Fang Luo was still a little confused, "You mean this is all a dream? How can I help you in the dream?"
Didn't it? Because the curvature of his lips became more natural, his eyes also slightly curved: "Don't worry... it's just a little favor. Right? You right? I'm good, if you want to What if we go out?"
He looks very good-looking, doesn't he seem too indifferent when he speaks, and the indifference between his eyebrows disappears a lot when he smiles, his pair of pure black pupils are extremely deep, and when he stares down, he can't help? Believe his nonsense
"... Then, that's fine."
Fang Luo was so dizzy that he was dragged into the thief's boat.
…
"Ah! Help, help, help! These monsters are coming! Ah—"
Not long after, a burst of angry screams echoed in the thick fog, and Fang Luo rushed out in the fog.
The white mist surged behind him, and a distorted roar came, and the monster hidden in the thick mist was chasing him.
At this moment, the wind blew past.
Countless black smoke floated out from nowhere, and suddenly swept towards Fang Luo's back, turning into thousands of wisps of smoke? Dispersed into the twisted white mist, the roar suddenly became Whining, the whining stopped abruptly.
It was as if some distorted monster was churning in the sea of fog, dragged out of the dense fog by the endless black smoke bit by bit, and drained bit by bit, leaving only formless energy to accompany it He turned back with black smoke.
The monsters in the sea of mist were completely drained, and the scattered black smoke gathered back in one direction, silently blending into the back of the young man who did not know when to appear.
He was standing right in front of Fang Luo. His dark gray trench coat was blown up by the strong wind, and the sky was full of black smoke. watching this scene.
Fang Luo, who was yelling just now, couldn't help but his eyes lit up. This pose seems a bit cool.
Just when there was a hint of worship in his heart, the young man with a calm and indifferent expression stretched out his five fingers, and a mass of dense chaotic energy was rubbed into small balls at his fingertips, and he was like a chocolate bean Usually one by one into the mouth.
This is all obtained by squeezing the monsters in the fog just now.
This ferocious gesture woke Fang Luo up again.
After eating a few snacks, didn't he? He raised his chin slightly, and gave Fang Luo a look at Fang Luo who was standing beside him: "Okay, you can continue."
"Ah?" Before Fang Luo could react, he subconsciously repeated, "What continue?"
"...Of course I continued to attract monsters."
Fang Luo: "???"
Before he could react, he felt his body lighten up, as if being lifted up by a gust of wind, and he rushed straight into the thick fog like lightning.
Some formless and intangible aura fluctuations emanated from him, spreading continuously along the way. In the mist, something was about to move, like a cat smelling a fishy smell, and suddenly fell behind him.
Like a huge boulder being thrown in the middle of the river, the sea of fog around it suddenly stirred up turbulent waves, and countless monsters in the fog were attracted to it.
Then, it was shredded by the smoke all over the sky, emptied, and squeezed dry, not even fly ash remained, and finally turned into a piece of chaotic energy condensed in the palm of the hand.
The wind stopped, the black smoke dissipated, and everything returned to calm.
"Hi~"
When there is silence all around, even a belch that is so subtle that it is hard to detect is so clear.
Fang Luo stood where he was. Hearing the belch, he felt even more grief and indignation. He couldn't help looking at the innocent young man standing beside him, his eyes full of accusations.
He can't help but recall the previous conversation between the two of them?—
"The place we are in now is not reality, but a dream. This is only the first layer of the dream. If we want to leave this layer of dream as soon as possible, we must find The key to escape."
"... What is the key? How to find it?" Fang Luo was still very excited at the time, "Is it like in the novel, to resolve the obsession of the dream master?"
"I have no idea."
"???"
"I have a simpler and more direct method. Have you seen those nightmare beasts in the fog? Everything in the dream is related to the subconsciousness of human beings. These nightmare beasts are almost? Emotions are made up of evil thoughts—maybe it is all kinds of nightmares that make up this layer of dreams? My solution is very simple. I will completely eliminate these nightmare beasts until there is no more evil thoughts in this layer of dreams. Directly destroying the energy that sustains the nightmare. This is drawing from the bottom."
Fang Luo half understood: "Sounds reasonable, doesn't it? But how to deal with these nightmare beasts?"
"... this requires a little help from you :)."
——I still remember the last smile that suddenly burst out at the other side, now that I think about it, it's so treacherous!
Fang Luo is angry? Thinking loudly.
... God is so helpful, I almost believed his evil! It is clearly to be used as bait, and it is not used more than once, and it is used repeatedly without even the right to refuse. It is worse than free labor, it is simply insane!
The most important thing is... He is the bait to attract the nightmare beast, and the attracted nightmare beast is squeezed dry and turned into pure energy, which enters the mouth of the original, so rounding it up, wouldn't it? It means that he has become the ration of the opponent's ration? !
... Horrible, brutal QAQ.
In Fang Luo's grief-stricken and accusatory eyes, Rao, who claims to have no conscience, also picked up a little bit of conscience belatedly.
Of course, the most important thing is that this tool man is still very useful and must be appeased.
He rarely explained: "The dream is so big, and the nightmare beasts formed by the gathering of evil thoughts may be born anywhere at any time. They wait for billions of beasts to condense one by one before killing them. I am afraid that we will kill them at a faster speed." Not as fast as birth…”
The easiest way is to take the initiative to attract billions of people over in large numbers, and solve them all in one go.
"... And? I can feel that these dimples are interested in? Human consciousness. There are only two of us here..." Exactly, only one person.
Why? Since the day of transformation, the soul of the soul has long been separated from the essence of ordinary people. The ray of consciousness that entered the dream is because he deliberately suppressed the aura in his soul. If he let go... I'm afraid not only If you can't attract a nightmare beast, you will make them run away one after another.
In contrast, Fang Luo, the consciousness of an ordinary person, with all his breath? For those nightmare beasts, it is simply delicious braised pork and chicken thighs. This "fragrance" immediately wafted out, isn't the ability to attract monsters? It's generally strong!
"... Well, so, it's up to you."
Fang Luo was thrown down by Yuan Buwei's well-founded arguments. He only knew that his bait was crucial to the whole plan, and it was an indispensable link. Without his bait, they would not be able to leave. Open? This level of dreamland... Well, somehow, there is an extra sense of mission.
He coughed dryly: "The truth is this truth..."
At this moment, Yuan Buwei couldn't help but burped a little silently: "..."
He blinked his eyes, his expression extremely innocent.
The sense of mission that Fang Luo had gathered just now shattered into pieces.
His skeptical eyes drifted from? to Yuan? Why
... What about helping each other and trying to get out of the dream? How do you feel that he is just for those "chocolate beans"
... There is always a feeling of being used as a white job.
Yuan Buwei looked back at him innocently, and said in a deep voice, "You should be tired too, let's rest for a while before continuing?"
His smile and tone are very natural, it seems that he finally feels sorry for the tool man who has been spinning around. But Fang Toolman Luo has difficulty controlling his desire to complain.
... what rest? It's obvious that someone is overwhelmed for a while, so let's talk later, right
Distressed about tool people? nonexistent.
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Needless to say, even though we only got along for a short time, Fang Luo seemed to have some understanding of Yuan Buwei's nature. After digesting the energies of those evil thoughts, didn't it really start a new round of cruel and inhuman oppression against the tool people
This time, all the nightmare beasts in the sea of mist suffered.
As soon as the evil thoughts condensed and formed, they were instinctively attracted by Fang Luo, and then made into small biscuits by Yuan Buwei, which became his dessert.
After tossing and tossing like this again and again, gradually, the number of nightmare beasts attracted by each time became less and less, and the mist between the sky and the earth seemed to be much thinner.
Fang Luo also screamed, screamed, and yelled at the beginning, then screamed weakly and casually, and finally turned into extremely perfunctory screams.
Fortunately, these nightmare beasts are nothing more than a collection of evil thoughts, without human wisdom. Otherwise, with his hot-eyed acting skills, I am afraid that even a nightmare beast cannot be fooled.
No? I don’t know whether it was because the continuous squeeze finally touched the bottom line of this illusory dream, or his actions irritated the subconscious of the dream. With a bang, the sea of fog began to roll and vibrate, and the surrounding The houses, streets, and various buildings, the entire dream town is distorted, and shadows diffuse out.
The extremely deep and intense evil thoughts churned endlessly, and gradually condensed into a group of indescribable beasts.
Fang Luo looked at it curiously, and felt that his whole consciousness was pulled into countless nightmares, and he sank into it all at once.
He stood still, dazed.
Just when he was almost lost, a hand suddenly appeared, like catching the moon in the water, pulling him out of the boundless nightmare.
The first time he was fully conscious, his eyes widened. I saw distorted towns shattered into pieces in the sea of fog, black smoke was everywhere, and the entire surrounding space was disintegrating. Countless cracks lay between the sky and the earth, like illusory bubbles about to burst.
Someone fell from mid-air.
Behind him is the pitch-black smoke that stretches its teeth and dances its claws, covering the sky and the sun. It was like a light that swallowed everything.
rumbling—
It was as if a major earthquake had occurred, or a volcano erupted, and the ground under his feet shattered like glass. A deep, bottomless darkness was exposed through the cracks.
Fang Luo only felt that his feet were empty, and he fell straight down.
He almost couldn't help screaming, but in the next second, he suddenly felt that his feet were on the ground, and the surrounding scenes had already been seamlessly switched in an instant.
Neat houses, clean streets, and pedestrians coming and going on the streets.
Children's laughter came from the street. Fang Luo stood where he was, first looked at the warm sun above his head, and then couldn't help but look at the smiling pedestrians around him. A series of question marks appeared on his forehead.
… What's happening here? Have they come out of the dream? ?
Thinking of this, his tense heart suddenly relaxed, and his body naturally relaxed. In the sound of music coming from an old shop on both sides of the street, in the warm sunshine, in the laughter coming from a small square in the distance, a long-lost sense of relaxation surged into my heart, making He couldn't help laughing.
"I'm afraid this graduation trip will be unforgettable for life..." Smiling and shaking his head, he temporarily emptied his mind, didn't he? Think about other things, just let his heartstrings, which had been in fear and tension before, relax, and walked slowly along the street. Go forward and enjoy the scenery along the way.
A trace of strangeness floating in my heart quickly dissipated.
No? I don't know if it was because of the sudden relaxation after the adventure, or because the breeze was too gentle, and the atmosphere in the small town was too quiet, so he felt more and more relaxed, and he even felt that it would be okay to continue like this? Feel.
"It is indeed the most suitable place for the elderly in the travel strategy... Maybe it is not wrong to live here all the time in the future?" A thought suddenly floated in my mind.
"...then you are finished."
A familiar voice suddenly sounded, and Fang Luo woke up suddenly with a somewhat indifferent tone in his pleasant ears.
He suddenly raised his head, and saw Yuan? Why? I didn't know when he was standing in front of him? Five steps away
One hand of the young man was lazily inserted in the outer pocket of the windbreaker, the other hand was stretched out, and the slender five fingers spread out, and the brilliant golden morning light fell down.
"Tsk, false temperature."
He withdrew his hand, and the sharp face was reflected in the sunlight, but there was a bit of impatience on his face.
——Since meeting the other party, Fang Luo seems to have seen this kind of suspected displeasure on his face for the first time.
Yuan No? Wei Wei raised his eyebrows: "Haven't you found out yet? Not here? It's just another dream."
Fang Luo couldn't help but show a somewhat astonished expression.
The young man just stared at him, his dark pupils were like solidified ink, and he murmured: "I want to return to reality urgently, so have I been tricked?"
Fang Luo was startled suddenly and woke up from the confusion.
He finally realized, before? What was the strangeness in his heart, and a little bit of fear appeared on his face.
Just now, he really suddenly had the idea that staying here forever is not wrong. Or? Yuan? Why suddenly appeared, maybe he really did.
Then, he is likely to be stuck here for the rest of his life.
This fear drove him to quickly walk to Yuan Weiwei's side, and said in surprise: "We still didn't go out in a dream? But now it's clearly the same as before."
There is no weird fog? There are no ghosts chasing in the fog. Everything is so peaceful.
Children playing on the street, pedestrians walking, and even the temperature of the sun falling on the body, are all so real.
Yuan didn't? Weiwei's eyes slowly swept around, and said with a light smile: "So, nightmares are not terrible. What is really scary is actually a beautiful dream. In the nightmare, you still know how to struggle, but your wishes come true. I'm afraid few people can keep awake, right?"
According to his speculation, in the range covered by the white mist this time, most ordinary people may have been involved in all kinds of beautiful dreams. Without external interference, I am afraid that they will not wake up for the rest of their lives. However? Their bodies are mortal bodies. If they die of hunger and thirst, can the consciousness of these people continue to exist in the dream
It was not because I was very curious about this.
He looked at Fang Luo, who was following him anxiously, with a look of fear on his face, and continued to speculate in his heart. Before? In that empty first-level nightmare, didn’t it? Because only Fang Luo was found, and several others had been swallowed by the white mist according to Fang Luo—I wondered why they didn’t fall into the depths of a dream. , probably because the mental resistance is far superior to that of ordinary people, so it was not completely affected, but instead stayed on the first layer of the dream.
Of course, why not? Because there is another guess...
Fang Luo, who was frightened by the side, had already started chattering: "What should we do now? How should we go out? Are we going to destroy everything around us? But these people are too real..."
No? Wei interrupted him: "In short, beautiful dreams are all lies, just to make you addicted to them, stay awake, stay calm, don't panic."
Fang Luo nodded again and again, but soon, his eyes couldn't help but slowly widened: "This, this, this..."
I saw that the surrounding scene was slowly changing.
The pedestrians on the street disappeared completely, and the surrounding buildings looked unchanged at first glance, but there were obvious differences at a second glance.
"Chocolate roof, rock candy glass window, donut fence, lollipop street lamp, biscuit wall..." Fang Luo was a little bit broken, if he said before? He was still half-believed, and now he really believed that he was still in his dream and didn't go out, " Is this the Candy Kingdom? Childhood reappears?"
At this time, he is like an old man on the subway looking at his mobile phone.
Originally not? Wei Wei asked in surprise: "It is said that dreams are related to people's subconscious mind. My thoughts are stronger than yours. So is your dream covered? Is it normal?"
The meaning of these words cannot be understood any more.
Fang Luo opened his mouth wide, and finally couldn't help complaining.
"No? Yes, big guy like you, isn't it in your dream? Is it supposed to be a divine sword that pierces the three realms? Aotian Wu? Enemy mode? No more? Ji, stand proudly in the sky, and chanted "Hands? Take the sun and the moon to pick it up!" Stars, there is no one like me in the world"... Why? Is this so? A scene with a childlike innocence? ? ? "
While speaking, Fang Luo's mind already had all kinds of male-frequent and cool plots, so high that he couldn't extricate himself. Suddenly, there were a few "clicks" from the side.
He turned his head and looked over, and saw Yuan? Why? He knew when a large piece of chocolate roof had been torn off, and he was about to eat it.
Fang Luo: "!!!"
"—Don't!" He jumped over like a rabbit and stretched out his Erkang hand?.
Didn't he? He ate the chocolate in his mouth in one bite.
Then he tilted his head: "What's wrong?"
Fang Luo looked desperate and sad: "Boss! Just a minute ago, you told me that dreams are not good? It's true, don't you? You can indulge in it—what have you done now? Mere chocolate Have you bought it?"
"of course not."
Didn't? Scan around one by one: "No? It's just chocolate, there are donuts, puffs, panna cotta..."
Fang Luo: "???"
... It's over. The boss is lost.
I never thought that the one who brought down the boss, no? It's the wind and rain, the beauty is like a cloud, but a few pieces of dessert Orz
Looking at Fang Luo's expression, it's obviously a misunderstanding? What's the matter, didn't he? Wei clicked again: "Relax. If you want to use other methods to find clues to solve the dream, it may be very troublesome. No? But this..."
He shook his head and suddenly smiled.
The so-called dreams are nothing more than energy. It just so happens that he has a good mouth, and he will not refuse any energy.
... If dreams are like this, he can eat 100 million? Bankrupt.