A pure white world, heaven and earth seem to be two white boards, and the gap in the middle becomes a world, surrounded by an endless blank, no mountains, no trees, no birds and fish, only boundless nothingness.

Zhuang Yan stepped on the white earth, dazzled by the monotonous white in front of him, he knew that he had come to the world of dreams again, but this world made him a little puzzled: Is it a science fiction book?

About ten seconds later, just when Zhuang Yan was confused in the face of this blank world, not far in front of his eyes, about twenty or thirty meters away, two clusters of light next to each other suddenly appeared.

The light cluster emits a white glow, which seems to fit in with this world perfectly. Then Zhuang Yan saw that the light of the light cluster gradually dissipated, revealing the contents inside, it turned out to be two doors.

Two ordinary wooden door panels that look like they might appear in ordinary people's homes hang in front of Zhuang Yan.

Zhuang Yan slowly walked to the two doors, and at a glance, he saw a simple pattern drawn on each of the two doors.

On the door on the left is an ordinary big dog, although it is vividly drawn, but it is really just an ordinary pattern.

The door on the right depicts an old-fashioned airplane, but it doesn't look normal, a bit like the airplane in the cartoon.

After touching the two doors separately, Zhuang Yan touched his chin and looked at the two doors in front of him, he didn't quite understand what the pattern on the door meant. What can a dog, an airplane, represent?

Not to mention that he didn't understand what the pattern on the door represented, and even what world he was in, he still had no clue. He has read a lot of books on science fiction, but when he searches his mind, he can't find a book that matches the picture in front of him.

"What the hell is behind this door?" Zhuang Yan stretched out his hand to push one of the doors, but stopped in time.

God knows what is behind the door, maybe as soon as you push the door, it will be some kind of crazy natural and man-made disaster, and it will hang directly inside.

The fear of the unknown and the reason in his heart dispelled Zhuang Yan's curiosity, even though he knew that he was in a dream, but the human instinct to seek good fortune and avoid evil did not disappear.

However, the sudden situation reappeared, and suddenly a display-like thing appeared between the two doors, which showed a thirty-second countdown.

Zhuang Yan was just stunned for a moment, and the number went to twenty-eight seconds.

There was no clear hint, but Zhuang Yan's first reaction was to understand this countdown as a deadline for himself to choose, as if he should choose one of the doors within thirty seconds and walk in.

Time passed little by little, thirty seconds was really not too long, Zhuang Yan even just looked at the two patterns carefully again, and the numbers on them became single digits.

Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven......

Zhuang Yan didn't have any ideas at all, but there was no time for him to think about it, so he could only close his eyes and make a blind choice between the two doors.

"I'll go in whichever I choose. ”

When he said the last word, Zhuang Yan's finger stopped on the door with the big dog drawn, Zhuang Yan didn't care so much, since the providence was like this, he gritted his teeth and pushed the door open.

As soon as the door was pushed open, before Zhuang Yan could see what was behind the door, a suction force sucked him in.

Then, after a period of darkness, Zhuang Yan saw the light again.

It is no longer full of white, but a landscape painting.

There is a mountain next to it, and the walls above it resemble a long snake that climbs up the mountain. At the bottom of the hill sits a small town with a tall building that looks like a tower.

Zhuang Yan is now on the shore, near this shore of the small town.

The clothes of the people here have a quaint taste, and it looks like they should be worn by a certain township in the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China, and they must be in a dream.

But Zhuang Yan felt that something was wrong, because except for the water in the river, he had to look up at almost everything, and the two frolicking children who happened to walk by next to him looked like they were five, six, seven or eight years old, but even if he was such a small person, he had to look up his head to see.

The feeling of this body is not very familiar, but Zhuang Yan always feels a little different from the feeling when he was possessed in Fugui before.

The most important thing is that he still can't follow his feelings, Zhuang Yan can only feel passively, but he can't control this body.

Otherwise, he could have reached out to look at his body, or walked to the river to see what he looked like.

"Is it a child younger than a five- or six-year-old?"

Zhuang Yan was guessing to himself, but then a crisp shout sounded, "Dog, dog, don't come yet, what are you doing in a daze!"

Subconsciously, Zhuang Yan knew that this shout was shouting to himself, because the crisp sound in his ears pierced straight into his ears without dragging.

Moreover, after hearing this shout, Zhuang Yan already knew what his body was, because the shout just now had already told him that he was now a dog.

Zhuang Yan wanted to cry without tears, only then did he know that the white world was not a real dream world at all, just a transitional space. And those two doors seem to be a choice for Zhuang Yan, the two doors represent two worlds, and Zhuang Yan can choose one of the doors to enter and experience this dream world.

It's good to have different choices, but when you don't know what you're choosing, it's better not to have that choice.

If Zhuang Yan had been forced into this dream from the beginning and turned into a dog, he would definitely not be as annoyed as he is now. He knew he should have chosen an airplane, although he didn't know what an airplane represented, but no matter what, it was better than being a dog.

Zhuang Yan got closer, and finally saw who the person who called him was, a slim cardamom girl, with a hint of coquettishness on her face, and her complexion was slightly dark, but she knew from her dress that she was not a daughter, so it was normal to be a little dark.

"I'm certainly not an expensive dog. Zhuang Yan couldn't help but think a little deflated.

Zhuang Yan would mind this, simply because he had already anticipated the scene where he was going to eat. If it is a valuable dog that snuggles up to a wealthy family, it should be able to eat a normal meal.

But if his family is relatively poor, it is estimated that he will not be able to eat, and he may even eat some messy things.

Thinking about it, Zhuang Yan suddenly thought of something.

"The one who possesses himself won't eat, right......"