It's not that hard to toss a coin, it's hard to not only flip a coin, but also use your senses to manipulate it, which Yu doesn't mention.

But fortunately, he made rapid progress, and the other party was not a strict person, and after acquiescing to his many attempts, Yu Siqi was finally able to barely catch the coins in the air.

But that's not enough.

"You have to catch the coin as it rises, not fall." After Yu Siqi glanced at Yu Siqi a few times, he shook his head and said, "So that you have enough energy to sense time." ”

"I know, I'm trying." Yu Siqi tossed the coin into the air again, and this time he was lucky enough to catch it with his eyes the moment the coin arced, and then he used his senses.

He didn't really know much about what time was. I've used it many times, but like a stranger, it always seems a little rusty.

However, a dial flashed through his mind gave him a more intuitive idea of time, and then he turned the hands back on.

'Tick... Tick-tock...' When such a clear voice sounded throughout the attic, Yu Siqi already knew that he had finally succeeded.

Instead of falling freely as usual, the coin hovered in the air and moved freely in a counterclockwise rotation.

After doing this, the whole attic scene began to change gradually. First, a child less than a meter tall turned his back to them and hid Mu Qingzhi's play under the sheets, and then he turned his head in a panic and looked towards Yu Siqi. At this time, Yu Siqi was just able to see his appearance clearly.

The young child's eyebrows were filled with many complex emotions, and there was no trace of child's vitality on that immature face, but a sense of vicissitudes.

However, it is worth mentioning that his appearance is somewhat similar to that lady, especially the bridge of his nose and face.

Then, just like the flashback scene, he began to turn around, alone and lonely, and continued to play with Mu Qing's play. It's just that at this time, Yu Siqi heard Yu's sigh very clearly.

"Is that what happened?"

"Did you find anything?" Yu Siqi didn't continue to look at the scene that was being retraced, but moved his gaze to Yu's body with concern, and he noticed that he was not as relaxed as he had shown before.

"I know what's going on, you get the coin back." Yu's figure gradually dispersed, and the black mud that landed on the ground flew towards Yu Siqi's body, and was quickly absorbed by it.

The departing Yu left one last word: "Burn the umbilical cord, and then you will be able to meet the Lord of Dreams." ”

"What about you, don't you continue to accompany me to the end?" Yu Siqi tried to save Dao.

"I want to be alone for a while," Yu's voice sounded rather lost, which undoubtedly aroused Yu Siqi's great interest. Although he did not directly tell the truth in detail, his speculation alone is mostly related to the images he saw in this retrospective.

In that case, he can only find the truth on his own.

Carefully put away the coin, the surrounding scene seemed to be clockwork in a rapid flow, and all illusions turned into a passing cloud.

At this moment, he took out the umbilical cord wrapped in silk cloth from his pocket. After looking around, I decided to borrow the chandelier downstairs.

When he was ready, he sat cross-legged on the bed, his sword on his right-hand side, closest to it. In his left hand, he held the chandelier with an open flame and threw the umbilical cord into it.

The moment the umbilical cord was lit, the scene around the attic dissipated. The originally narrow attic has become an endless wilderness, and above the boundless wilderness, Yu Siqi at this moment is more like holding a burning torch, sitting alone on a bare turb.

Since it wasn't the first time he had experienced a change of scene, the 'experienced' didn't have any doubts at all, just silently put on his weapon, and then walked forward with a 'torch'.

The cries from afar almost completely attracted his attention, not to mention the vague figure.

When he got closer, he found that in a natural stone formation, the child was sitting next to a crying baby, angrily playing with his fingers.

Yu Siqi came to the child, and at this time the baby's crying stopped abruptly, so he politely asked the child who could speak, "Are you the master of dreams?" ”

The other party didn't answer him, but just turned his face away angrily, like a child losing his temper to his parents. This makes Yu Siqi a little tricky, after all, he is not married, and he has never brought children. He had no clue how to appease a child who lost his temper.

Since the other party didn't want to deal with him, he had to look around first. The baby, who was no longer crying, kept staring at him with wide eyes, and his round face made people want to pinch two handfuls to get over it. Eventually, though, he held back and turned his gaze to the child, who was still angry with him.

Because he had taken a face before, Yu Siqi didn't stay on his side face for too long, but focused on observing his clothes.

The loose and ill-fitting clothes on this child, who was estimated to be five or six years old, looked a little funny. Especially the long trouser legs that dragged to the ground, which made Yu Siqi wonder if the tailor in the house had done a good job before, and the large-size cloth shoes that did not match the foot shape were put on his feet like a small boat.

The data he presented made Yu Siqi wonder if he had been treated unequally in this house, which is why he was so angry?

So, this nightmare-like scene will appear?

For this reason, he decided to continue to ask, only in this way can he get better useful information.

"What's your name?"

"Why did you tell you?"

The other person is willing to communicate, which is obviously a good start, even if the tone is still not particularly gentle.

"Then I'll tell you my name first, Yu Siqi. As you can see, it's just a stranger who strayed into this place. Yu Siqi took the lead in introducing himself.

"Since you have strayed into this place, why did you come to me in a special way?" The child tilted his head, his eyes full of doubt and suspicion.

"Because you seem to have taken my friend, and if I'm not mistaken, you seem to have tried to eliminate me, and more than once." Yu Siqi said briefly.

"So what, are you going to do it to me?" Unrepentant, the child retorted: "Or are you going to pierce my heart with that cursed weapon, just as you did when you killed my parents?" ”

"That's not my intention, but I don't mind if it's the only way." Yu Siqi didn't pay attention to the other party's clamour, after all, he was an adult, and the other party was just a little ghost.

"You dare?" The child's extremely imposing words directly shocked Yu Siqi to take three steps back, and he began to look at the child walking towards him vigilantly, and decisively pulled out his weapon. This is not the time to be able to hold up, he has experienced strange things many times, and he knows that in this special occasion, he should never judge good and evil based on appearances alone.

"You know I don't really want to do anything to a child," Yu Siqi, who was holding a sharp blade, said solemnly.

"But you did it anyway, and not for the first time." The child waved his hand willfully, and two familiar figures appeared out of thin air beside him—peanuts and walnuts—but they had clearly lost their minds by now.

"Someone is bullying me, do you know what to do?" The child gave instructions to the walnuts and peanuts as if they were commanding, and Yu Siqi had already guessed what was going on, because another fierce battle was about to break out.

"Of course, no one can hurt my baby." Peanut looked at the child with concerned eyes, trying to reach over and touch his head, only to retract his hand in mid-air.

Then they nodded at the walnut, looked at each other for a moment, and together launched an attack on Siqi.