Rockley Town is about 3 kilometers away from the entrance of the disappeared two worlds passage to the southeast, and if it is more than 320 kilometers to the south, it will reach Wharton Town.
320 kilometers is not a short distance, but in the sparsely populated Australia, there are almost no other settlements between the two small towns except for a large desert. The town of Wharton, further from the coast, is isolated in the desert and there are no tourists except for passing vehicles, but Catherine spent her childhood there until the family moved to Melbourne when she was 11 years old.
"It was like that in my childhood." Catherine couldn't remember anything special. "It's really a very small place, not even a single store."
Gu Jun couldn't find anything, maybe he had to go to Wharton Town to find out if there was any clue.
One good situation is that the four of Tom Chen, Sells Wang, Jeff Carus, and Anne He are still honest. They are not without surprise and fear, but they can accept the temporary arrangement he made. I don't know if it's because his eyes are too fierce, or Catherine is too good at comforting.
This night was not an easy night for the ten of them to rest.
Gu Jun slept soundly, although the bed in this hotel was old and small, but it was the most comfortable sleep he had had recently.
The next morning, they were ready to drive to Wharton. Since the two of Catherine came here by car, so did the other three, so they should be found near the gas station. Before checking out and leaving the hotel, Gu Jun wanted to contact Wu Shiyu again to see if she really didn't "dream" last night.
He still used the landline in the small room, beep, beep... with a beep, it was connected.
"Hello?" Wu Shiyu's voice sounded urgent.
Good morning. Gu Junmo said, before he started to concentrate on sending the pictures, he heard her say in an exaggerated tone suggesting that it was a code word: "No matter what kind of pervert you are, I'm so happy, because I just heard a big happy event! Hello everyone Happy."
What's the meaning? He was startled, and closed his eyes intently, trying to receive the transmission signal from her.
Salt... SOS pattern... Zombie...
Gu Jun... help... Gu Jun resurrected like a zombie? "I just heard it", "Everyone is so happy", she didn't leak the secret, she was told.
Suddenly, a thought flashed across Gu Jun's back. Someone pretended to be him and sent a distress signal to Tianji Bureau
Is this the beginning of "Tianjichao"? Or did the bureau notice something, a set up to test Xianyu
Gu Jun was very anxious. This way of communication was too inefficient, he couldn't express complex meanings, he might guess wrong, and it was very exhausting. His words may expose his existence, and he may lose the opportunity to eliminate the rebellion in one fell swoop.
He thought of "use sweet dreams to change"... That black shadow said so, sweet dreams should be very important...
Of those Dream Bubbles rewarded by the system, five were consumed to survive the nightmare spectacle before, and there are still three left. It's not that he hasn't done research these days, but he can't make the figures of the audience walking into the Dream Theater clear, no matter which Dream Bubble is like this.
He doesn't know the audience, he doesn't know what dreams the other party wants, so how can he put on the show
This has always been a question that Gu Jun couldn't understand, but now, a new idea suddenly appeared: "What if it is a blank dream without an owner?"
There is no dream content, but it can be changed into any dream content.
It doesn't belong to anyone, but it can belong to anyone.
"If it was Xian Yu's dream, or her dream... People can be called by dreams, and if this kind of dream can put our consciousness in the same space, we can talk directly... The dimension of the dream, the distance is different of."
When Gu Jun thought of this possibility, his heart suddenly became a little turbulent, but how can she realize her sweet dream
Give it a try, if it is indeed an ownerless dream, then it was not taken away from anyone, and it should require the willingness of the person to be imprinted with a certain soul.
Otherwise, it would not be a sweet dream, but a nightmare that was forcibly summoned like a nightmare disease.
At that moment, Gu Jun found two pictures on his mobile phone and passed them on. One was a woman sitting in meditation, and the other was a cartoon salted fish sleeping. I hope she can understand the meaning...
After ten seconds, "Sit down?" Wu Shiyu said, "Be a salted fish? Close your eyes and sleep?"
Gu Jun then sent a smiling face to indicate that it was in this direction, as long as it was quietly sensing and receiving it, it would be fine.
When he heard the sound of her moving the chair, he closed his eyes and clicked a dream bubble in his mind, which was fragile but still radiant.
Immediately, he once again felt that he had become that small domed theater with ten rows of seats and ten chairs in each row, but the theater was even more dilapidated and gloomy.
He was meditating on Wu Shiyu's appearance, calling her, and could faintly hear her slight breathing coming from the microphone, feeling a connection with her at this moment, he opened the small door behind the tenth row of seats. wooden door.
A hazy figure walked in without haste and sat in the middle of the first row. It was still a blur, and the appearance and gender could not be distinguished.
"This is a blank person, a passage." Gu Jun thought to himself, and the next step is to focus on making the dream come into play and let the salty rain fall into the dream.
In the past, he had a high degree of erosion and insufficient mental strength, but now he is much better, especially his mood has become clearer, he can do it!
They had talked about sweet dreams before, and he knew some of Wu Shiyu's sweet dreams, so let's act out one of them very simply.
The curtain of the small stage was slowly pulled back, and the whole theater was a little brighter, and a cloud of cotton candy suddenly appeared on the stage.
There is a figure lying on top of the clouds, wrapped in softness, the elasticity is more fit and comfortable than the best beanbag sofa in the world.
And the figure rolled around, and when his mouth wanted to eat, he gnawed on the marshmallow next to him, and he ate again without even lifting his hands. Cotton candy is not just sweet or salty, but has all the flavors of all the delicacies in the world, no need to bite hard, but melts in the mouth...
Gu Jun used his spiritual power to make this sweet dream more substantial, calling over and over again: Wu Shiyu, this is your sweet dream! that is you.
He couldn't hear the breathing on the phone very clearly, but the figure of the audience sitting in the seat was slowly manifesting.
The figure has become a little smaller, and the sitting posture has become slumped there. He is wearing loose casual clothes, short black hair, and his face is still blurred, but he can vaguely see a beautiful but lazy look. It seems to be really successful...
"Salty rain!" Gu Jun shouted quickly, his voice sounded like a stereo in the theater, and he was a little excited.
"Huh?" The figure of Wu Shiyu suddenly shuddered in response, as if he had come to life.
She stood up, looked around with doubts and curiosity, and then looked at the stage, "Xianjun? Is that you? Where are you?"
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