The arrogant and prejudiced attitude of the eldest brother in front of him made Ning Hao uncomfortable.

Although Ning Hao also knew that there were many stupid people in this world, it was indeed too extreme for Xuanwu to hammer a bunch of people to death with one shot.

A high-level presence?

This kind of self-righteous thinking is like those second-class rich kids at Hillman University, who always think that they are superior.

But this eldest brother is even more amazing, he actually compares himself with all mankind and says that he is a high-level existence.

There must be a shadow in his childhood.

Ning Hao didn't say a word, didn't refute, just watched him tinker with the two mechanical chairs.

Xuanwu patted the dust on his hands and gasped relaxedly: "Okay, the machine has been debugged, are you ready to connect with me now?" ”

"If you're not ready, you have to connect, right?" Ning Hao had only one belief in his heart, that is, to save his life, because he couldn't survive any longer.

Although Tomie stood guard by the bed at night, it was still too risky, and if he didn't get rid of this Jack, maybe one day he would sleep too deeply and not wake up, and the game would be over.

The night is long and there are many dreams, which is the mood at the moment.

But Ning Hao still has a question, is this Xuanwu sure that he can pull Jack out of his dream?

"Before we shared a picture of the brain, I wanted to ask, are you sure we can pull that guy out of the dream?"

"Since he can hurt you in dreams, it proves that there is a passage between dreams and reality. Moreover, reality is a higher dimension of dreams, reality can affect dreams, and dreams cannot affect reality. Xuanwu continued, "It's like when you play a game, you can manipulate the people in the game, and the people in the game don't come out and affect your world. ”

"Then according to what you say, Jack is in a low-dimensional space, how can he get out?"

Xuanwu smiled: "I said, your dream is a low-dimensional world, but I didn't say that Jack is a low-dimensional existence." The reason why he was able to hurt you is that he is in a higher dimension! ”

It turns out that Xuanwu's theoretical basis is the concept of spatial dimension. Anyway, how do you know if you don't try.

Ning Hao's motto is: Try it! Try it even if you die!

"Then let's get started."

Xuanwu nodded, asked Ning Hao to sit on the chair first, and then put those wires on Ning Hao's head.

"We'll go into hypnosis mode at the same time and share your dreams later, but I'm not sure I'll be able to find you as soon as I get into the dream, so if Jack finds you first, you'll have to carry it."

Nani?

Let the brother carry it first, this is not an obvious cheat.

"And how do we bring Jakla back to reality?"

"Hold him and wake up right away!"

"It's as simple as that?"

"It's that simple!"

"But how do we wake up?"

Xuanwu didn't think he needed to explain to Ning Hao, but this guy had to ask everything clearly, so he could only speak again: "Since this machine can hypnotize you, it will naturally wake you up, I set an alarm clock, and it will pull us back to reality together at regular intervals." In your dreams, all you have to do is hear the ringing of a bell in the distance...... After the twelve bells are struck, we will return to reality. ”

"Isn't that about the right time to hug Jack?"

Xuanwu nodded.

Sure enough, things can't be that simple.

Xuanwu also sat down on the high-tech chair next to him and adjusted his posture to a comfortable position, as if he was ready to enjoy a comfortable sauna massage service.

Compared to Ning Hao, he was not nervous at all.

He unhurriedly pressed those wire-like things to his head, and smiled sideways at Ning Hao.

Ning Hao looked at him like he was looking in a mirror, exactly like himself.

It's just that he is a little more calm and sophisticated than himself. After all, what has happened to a person who has lived in other people's minds for so many years?

"Then let's get started." Xuanwu's lips opened lightly and said steadily.

Ning Hao nervously grabbed the armrest of the seat, as nervous as he was on a plane for the first time.

And it's more scary than flying. There is a probability of an air crash, but what he is doing now is simply the act of a fly hitting the fly killer.

Moths to the fire, nine deaths!

This time, instead of having someone press the green button on the console, Xuanwu was holding something similar to a remote control in his hand.

He pressed one of the buttons on it.

Ning Hao instantly felt groggy, like eating a bottle of Valium...... Yes, he hasn't eaten a bottle of Valium, so he doesn't know what it tastes like, but it's okay to think about it.

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Connection successful!

Falling asleep, Ning Hao actually lay on a soft and comfortable big bed this time.

Surrounded by old-fashioned British décor, quaint and dark.

Could it be that this is the part of the memory that I have forgotten?

Ning Hao got up from the bed, only to find that a doll had fallen from the side of the bed, the belly of the doll had been cut, and the padded cotton inside was like a ball of white snow dew outside.

He picked up the doll, only to hear the sound of a child crying outside the room. This voice was not as delicate as Ning Miao when she was a child, but a natural cry, which sounded like a boy.

Whose dream is this, Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies or butterflies Dream Zhuang Zhou, Ning Hao is already stupid and can't tell the difference.

Ning Hao walked over and twisted the doorknob, and the little boy stood outside the door and saw Ning Hao, a seven-year-old British boy sniffed and stopped crying.

His tears were still stained with his eyelashes, and then he glared angrily at Ning Hao and said, "It's you!" It's all because of you! ”

Because I? Ning Hao was puzzled and asked, "Because of me?" ”

"You taught me to cut open the puppet's belly, and you said there were treasures in it, but I did as you said, and there was no treasure in it except cotton!"

The boy continued to cry.

Ning Hao's face was clouded, what kind of place is this, this dream is too strange!

In order to find out the situation, Ning Hao asked, "What's your name?" ”

The boy stopped crying and looked at Ning Hao with a curious expression: "You don't know my name?" ”

Ning Hao shook his head.

The boy scratched his head: "You're not him?" ”

"Who are you talking about?"

The little boy walked into the bedroom, took Ning Hao's hand, and led him to the bed. Then he said, "I thought you were him...... The first time he broke into my dreams, I told him my name. ”

"Who is the person who broke into your dreams?"

"His name is Freddie Kruger, and every time he comes to my dreams, he changes into a different way. But I knew it was him, and he told me to listen to him, or else I would never wake up! ”

"Freddy Kruger, what did he do to you?"

The little boy's tears flowed again, and he looked very frightened: "Freddy is bloodthirsty and cruel, very perverted, whenever the night falls, he will appear in my mind, take control of my body, and at the same time, I will be completely suppressed by him and fall into a deep sleep, until I wake up the next morning, I can regain control of my body." ”