Entering this bullshit dream again, Wu Chen understood a few things!

One: This dream is developing by itself, and it does not stagnate because of whether you are in it or not.

The first time he entered was on the battlefield, and the second time he entered, he was tortured by the wizard to extract a confession, don't ask him how he recalled what happened in the first two dreams, the answer is, as soon as he entered this dream, the memories of the previous two times came alive, as if they had been wiped away from the dust covering them.

Two: Entering this dream is automatic, and the conditions are not clear, but no matter how much you toss and delay, it is invalid.

There is, of course, a good basis for such a conclusion.

Wu Chen rubbed in front of the gatehouse for half an hour, and in the end, he couldn't muster up the courage and was uncomfortable with hunger, so he went out of the community and had a barbecue at a roadside stall, and the quick-frozen dumplings melted into a ball of paste and let him throw them away.

After eating, he didn't dare to go home, so he opened a single room of 86 yuan in the hotel and lived in.

Everyone knows how it turned out.

Three: If you don't want to cheer up and change your situation in this dream, it's hard to say whether you will really burp up, and it's certain to toss half a small life.

Just like now, even more bitter than the last time, this time I woke up to find myself tied to a pillar, and at the foot was a high stone platform, under which was a pile of dry firewood.

Perhaps it was to witness how he had changed from a stone to a big living being, and the countless gasps converged, and Wu Chen stopped struggling and turned his attention to his surroundings.

At a glance, all the people were overwhelmed, men, women, old men, children, some of them were richly dressed, and most of them were ragged, and the vigilant soldiers stared at him vigilantly with their weapons, and a small group of people dressed in gorgeous aristocratic costumes sat on the opposite wall, and the noblewoman who covered half of her face with a folding fan pointed at him.

Then there were the white-robed men and women who surrounded them......

"Evil!"

A broken shout made Wu Chen, who wanted to cry without tears, stunned, and an old man in a white robe under the high platform raised his eyebrows angrily, only to see that he had a sky-like headband on his forehead, and his long black and white hair was tied behind his head, his face was long, his wrinkles were crisscrossed, his figure was not tall or strong, but his momentum was really a little compelling, he was holding a black-skinned book, his slender eyes were staring at him, and his eyes were full of contempt and disgust!

"Heresy!"

Another broken shout, the conscience of heaven and earth, Wu Chen felt that he was more wronged than Dou E at this time, this is to provoke whom, sleep well and dream, how do you always encounter this kind of anxious situation, the first time on the battlefield, it was involuntarily, the second time the wizard never gave himself a chance to confess (in fact, he was recognized by the wizard as soon as he came up!), this third time is even more exaggerated, what is this for, the public trial conference? Please, even the public trial conference should give yourself a chance to speak, how can it be a barbecue pie duì posture?

"Hey~~, old man, I'm a good person, really, a good citizen, a great good citizen!"

It's a pity that no one can understand the stalk of the good people here, hearing Wu Chen roaring out like this, and witnessing the crowd of people who have changed from the silence "Wow~~", the noise spreads, some children cry in fright, some women are directly scared and fainted, the old and young masters are so frightened that they shout, pointing and shouting, a hellish look.

"Bell~~~"

On the city wall, the nobles commanded the guards to ring the alarm bell, and the crowd fell silent again, but the eyes of those who looked at it were all fear and excitement, but none of them sympathized with their plight.

"O wicked from the filthy land, what plot do you have to do in the world of the Lord! What does the death of Sir Henry Beauwan have to do with you?

The old man in white shouted righteously, and that awe-inspiring righteousness could be clearly felt even by Wu Chen in such a situation, and in the face of his accusation, Wu Chen was very anxious, "Old man, I don't know why I came here, but I can guarantee that I didn't do it voluntarily at all, and besides, I'm definitely a good person, really! I, I'...... I haven't even killed a chicken, I ...... Respect the old and love the young, five stresses and four beauties, I ............"

Wu Chen was sweating profusely, especially after seeing the white-robed personnel around him light the torch in his hand, he was even more frightened.

If I could, I swear I would never eat barbecue before going to bed again......

The old man in white sighed, stretched out his tune like a poem, closed his eyes and muttered something in a particularly pleasant aria language, and then opened his eyes suddenly, and in an instant, a cold white light flashed over his soul, and he shouted: "Darkness can only be dispelled by light, and filth can only be purified by fire............

It's over, I'm going to turn into a roast pig, who the am I messing with?

"Wait......"

Just when Wu Chen felt desperate, the peak turned around!

The crowd spontaneously moved out of a narrow passage, one tall and one short, one old and one young, two men in robes and hoods walked in slowly, and Wu Chen watched in surprise as they lifted their hoods......

The first-class mage, Lias Van Asquith, approached with a middle-aged man in the same attire, only older and more imposing.

The crowd looked at them with awe and evasion, and the old man in white saw that they were no longer so arrogant, and took the lead in performing a strange etiquette, and said calmly and vigilantly: "Master, we are about to purify this filthy ......."

"Sir Henry Beauwon's death had nothing to do with him, it was an accident, an accident of a magical experiment!"

Lias stepped forward and solemnly announced, and the old man in white frowned, about to distinguish ......

"Besides, he is not from some kind of evil being, but a poor man cursed by evil, besides, ......" Lias looked back at his mentor, and after receiving a hint of his permission, proudly declared, "He has a great talent for spell-casting, and my mentor is ready to take him as his apprentice!"

"Oh~~"

This kind of rotation was huge, Wu Chen couldn't understand its meaning at all, but the scene was full of exclamations.

And Wu Chen's impression of Lias is not very good, the torture he suffered last time until now thinks about it, he still shuddered, he looked at the firewood under his feet, and thought seriously, being barbecued may be a good way out, at least he will not bear that unforgettable pain again.