Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Mystery of Dreams

Li Moyang still didn't understand, the man looked at him with a confused face, so he continued to explain, "Let me tell you this, if you have a girl you love very much, I may be that girl when you see me, if you have a brother who is like a brother, then I will probably be that brother when you see me, and even if you have a boss who makes you respect very much, as long as you will listen to what he says, then I will be that person." Do you get the idea? I'm not alone, but the best person to talk to you, you know? "

"Okay, don't talk nonsense with me, what is the purpose, what do you want to do, just say it, don't waste our time with each other!" Li Moyang glared at the person coldly, and left a sentence, the person smiled slightly, and took out a small box from his pocket.

"There's something you're going to use in this." The man handed the small box to Li Moyang, and Li Moyang hesitated, because he wanted to take it or not. Because I have watched a lot of ancient martial arts films, wireless always remembers those all kinds of hidden weapons, not to mention that those hidden weapons are indeed like this, hidden in a small box, as long as your hand touches this small box, the hidden weapons in the box will erupt like rain, tying you into a scarecrow.

Seeing that Li Moyang didn't seem to have the guts to take the small box, the man suddenly laughed mockingly, "Hahaha, the dignified savior, you don't even have the guts to take such a small box?" "

Li Moyang was stunned for a moment, and said with a little cry and laughter, "Who told you that I am the savior?" Which eye did you see that I am the savior? What a funny ......."

"Hehe, it's not your own YY? And to take the Kenya militants to the international tribunal and become the heroes of the whole world? "

That person's smile now looks a little hideous, and it is more and more unlike Li Moyang's kind and kind grandfather, "I dare to think in my heart, but I dare not admit it to others?" Humans are really pathetic animals~~"

Li Moyang was completely stunned, the thoughts about these yy were all boring and blind thoughts (really==), this guy actually knew what I was thinking?? "Who the hell are you!?" Li Moyang roared angrily, "How do you know what is in my heart? You're not my grandfather! Definitely not!! "

The man suddenly smiled coldly, and threw down a headless sentence, "That's right, you really can't call me grandpa, your grandpa calls me grandpa, it's still a lifetime away!" "

After saying this sentence that made Li Moyang extremely incomprehensible, the man suddenly folded up his left sleeve, and a tattoo of a dragon in the cloud appeared in front of Li Moyang's eyes.

A sharp pain that almost tore Li Moyang's head apart suddenly hit him, and without warning, a painful feeling began to spread from his mind, crawling all over his body, and a burning sensation like an electric shock instantly engulfed him......

"Ah!! Ink opened his eyes with a scream, and after taking a few breaths of air, his eyes widened as he looked at everything around him.

Next to him was Song Yiming, who was frightened, shrunk aside with a small face, looking at Li Moyang like a ghost.

"Brother Yang...... You...... What happened to you? ......" The frightened Song Yiming looked full of fear, and said weakly: "Just now you suddenly stretched out your arms and kicked your legs, and you yelled in your mouth...... It can't be evil, right......"

Li Moyang adjusted his breathing, looked at Song Yiming, and then looked around, confirming that he had returned to the plane. So he squeezed out a weak smile and shook his head. "No, no...... I just had a nightmare......" After speaking, Li Moyang fell back on the sofa and closed his eyes.

He was just about to savor what he had seen in his dream when he rushed to something in his trouser pocket, and his ass ached.

When I took it out, it was a small boxy wooden box, about the size of a matchbox.

Although it was only so big, it was enough to make Li Moyang stunned.

The things that appeared in Li Moyang's pocket out of thin air along with the box also had a note.

It is best not to open it until it is absolutely necessary. It's what you need most in your most critical moments.

Li Moyang couldn't find any principle that could explain all this. The clothes he was wearing were found by Song Yiming for himself, and Li Moyang didn't notice anything in his pocket before getting on the plane. Even if he far-fetched himself to think that this wooden box had been in his pocket all along, he just didn't notice it, and he only found something in his pocket when he was lying on his side just now......

So, how to explain that note.

Since the last time I met the queen in the coffin in Loulan, life seems to have started to get weird. Inexplicable dreams like this didn't even appear in his mind once or twice.

But this time, unlike the previous dream of Queen Loulan, this time I saw a person who looked exactly like my grandfather......

And the ...... on his arm That tattoo ......

Yes...... No, no, no...... As soon as he thought of that tattoo, Li Moyang felt that his mind was about to be torn apart......

Forget it, let's force myself not to think about it...... In comparison, the most important thing at the moment is to think about how to rescue Song Lingling.

"That...... Brother Song...... You say you know someone over there, is that true? Li Moyang sat on the sofa and asked Song Yiming faintly, but looked at the sky outside the porthole and did not turn his head to look at Song Yiming.

"Cut, don't you look at who I am, Brother Yang, don't you still believe in my magical powers?" Song Yiming's voice was a little disdainful, but also a little superior. "Actually, I also had a few friends who were assigned to Kenya when they participated in aid to Africa...... Speaking of which, I haven't contacted them for several years, and this time I happened to contact them to contact my feelings~~"

Although Song Yiming said so, Li Moyang always felt that it was not so simple. How can a generous son like Song Yiming have friends who have returned to Africa to participate in aid work? "Oh, so what does that friend of yours do?" Li Moyang asked curiously, and when he heard this question, Song Yiming seemed to be a little calm and said, "That...... She opened an entertainment venue in a Chinese ghetto...... I think so......"

Entertainment...... This word seems to be a word that has already stinked in China. If people ask you where you work, if you say that you work in an entertainment venue, even if you really just work in a serious KTV, they will throw you an ambiguous smile, and then shake their eyebrows and say: "Okay~~ I understand~~~"