Is it a dream?

The dozen or so people on the side also heard the voice of the red banshee.

"Lord Scarney, is it the dream itself, or is there a monster that can attack them through the dream?"

The Red Banshee's voice always thought to be with a smile like nothing, as beautiful as a song.

"Some can wander in dreams, some are like dreams in themselves, and of course there are those who manipulate dreams ... I can't be sure if I haven't seen it in person. ”

There are so many kinds of monsters related to dreams?

This also shocked the people in the Tianxing Hall, but thinking that these monsters were from outside the world, it was a relief that anything could happen.

"Do you want me to teach you how to catch it~"

The Red Banshee asked again with a little playfulness.

"I don't know what it is.,But,Well, it seems to be a pure dream thing now.,Well,The things in the dream.,Very few are strong.。。。 ”

The Red Banshee didn't explain this point to Mo Qingxue in detail, because it wasn't something that could be explained on the phone for a while, so she picked out some key points and talked to them, and Mo Qingxue would find out more details later through the association file.

To put it simply.

There are generally two interpretations of monsters in dreams, maybe the monster itself is a more illusory thing like a dream, or it may be a monster that can control dreams.

The former, which is close to demonized things or resentment fusions like nightmarshes, are not pure living beings, they are fundamentally different from the spirits awakened by some non-living things, and it may be possible to evolve life characteristics after a long time, but before that, such things usually have no reason to speak of, except for a few, and even if they have a weak thinking instinct, they are more resentful.

Strictly speaking, some of this category is more appropriately referred to by the concept of "mutation events" in the mainstream human state.

Of course, many low-level life monsters or a few powerful monsters don't have any reason, it's purely because of insufficient IQ, or there is a second stunned person in the individual.

The latter, the monster that controls the dream should be a pure concept of life, with a complete individual body, stupid or not, but it must have its own thinking or instinct, and have the ability to dream related, and even exaggerate a little magic is not impossible.

Either way, it doesn't have the effective premise of being strong by dreams alone, and note that it's not strong to rely solely on dreams, not that all monsters that can affect dreams aren't strong.

In fact, the Red Banshee can affect dreams, but it's not as convenient as hallucinating when awake.

Because the dream realm is not only illusory, but also the world that forms the dream is within the mind of the individual soul, which is shattered with wakefulness, and the instability is also very high, so the dream environment is considered very bad.

There are even some weaker pure dream creatures who need to worry about finding the next dream when they enter a dream, and if they can't get out, the moment they wake up from the dream is equivalent to the collapse of the world, and they will die in it.

And a truly stable dream is also born in the thinking of a truly powerful living being, and if you want to enter the other party's spiritual home to interfere with that kind of dream, it is better to directly face the hope of being greater.

Hearing the question of the Red Banshee, Mo Qingxue dared to slack off.

"Lord Red Banshee, please teach us how to get rid of the monsters!"

"Remove it, why get rid of it, this rare monster, he will be very interested... ”

。。。

After a phone call for more than twenty minutes, the group of Tianxing Hall finally had their own understanding.

The Red Banshee couldn't tell them in detail one, two, three, four to catch the monster step by step, but it gave them ideas.

Based on Luo Yuguan and Pinglei's current situation, combined with the fact that more than a dozen Tianxing disciples did not perceive the abnormality, it should not be an external monster interfering with the dream through some abilities, but a monster in the victim's dream.

The monster seems to have identified these two college students, and if they want to catch it or kill it altogether, they naturally have to start with a dream.

"Grandpa, is there anything you can do?"

Not long after he started to figure out what kind of monster it was just now, the old man began to stroke his beard, and Mo Qingxue, who was familiar with his grandfather, understood that this was generally the old man's clue.

As the so-called ginger is still old and spicy, the old man has been in the rivers and lakes for decades, and he has experienced all the troubled times to the peace, and the peddlers and pawns have never dealt with each other, and there is a lot of wisdom in the stomach.

There are not many people who can impress Qin Xiaoxia, and the old man is one.

"Mountain people have their own tricks!" the old man looked quite confident.

。。。

Today is Sunday, so there is no need to go to class, everyone in the dormitory is sleeping lazily, Luo Yuguan and Pinglei, who had nightmares last night, got up from bed with a tired face.

Although I really wanted to sleep for a while, I didn't dare to fall asleep, and I finally woke up with the body's biological clock, but I didn't want to have nightmares anymore.

"Hey, you two are up so early?"

The head of the dormitory heard the sound of washing and looked up.

"Let's go buy us breakfast... Please, Uncle Luo, Uncle Ping... ”

"Damn, what about your lower limit, what about your dignity?"

Ping Lei couldn't help but hurt his roommate.

"For breakfast, a little dignity is enough!"

Luo Yuguan also smiled, and the ridicule between friends made the mood better.

"Okay, what do you want to eat, I'm going to go out and buy it anyway... ”

"I want Chen Ji's rice balls and tofu brain!"

"Same!"

"I want fried dough sticks and soy milk, and tea eggs!"

"Bring me two hairy eggs!"

As soon as I heard that I could bring breakfast, all the roommates who had been sleeping like dead salted fish came to life, and they opened their mouths one by one, and I didn't know whether they were pretending to be asleep just now or hearing the survival instinct of bringing rice.

Raised his middle finger, Luo Yuguan and Ping Lei went out after washing.

Although the school cafeteria is OK, the breakfast is relatively simple, and the taste of most of the windows will be greasy if you eat too much.

Generally, when there are no classes on holidays, unless they are newly enrolled students, sophomores and juniors like to go to the block not far from the back door of the school to buy food.

It is easy to gather commercial streets near the university, including Internet cafes, billiard rooms and various food fast food, food and entertainment in the morning, noon and evening, and the most lively is in the evening, there can be more than a dozen barbecue stalls.

Many students, teachers, and teachers are frequent visitors here, and residents from nearby areas and even citizens from a little farther away also come here to consume.

Under the sunlight of the early morning, although Luo Yuguan and Ping Lei did not sleep well, they gradually cheered up.

After going out through the back door, the two walked hundreds of meters to the night market street behind the school.

This scene has long been discovered by the people of the Tianxing Hall, and the daily habits of these students have long been clarified.

Chen Ji is a catering shop specializing in Hangzhou cuisine, and the breakfast is also quite good, today is Sunday, and there are already college students queuing up to buy their things.

In the small storefront, 6 tables are already full, including college students and white-collar workers, and on a small table next to the door, there is an old man with a childish face.

Not only Luo Yuguan and Ping Lei, but in fact, the students and people who were eating in line did not pay attention to Old Man Mo.

The old man was dressed in a black ink rolling practice uniform, full of energy, ruddy face, long beard, whether he drank soy milk, ate tofu brain, or ate chaotic xiaolong, he did not leave a trace of soup and vegetable foam, and his bearing was extraordinary and natural and harmonious.

When Luo Yuguan and Ping Lei were queuing, the old man seemed to feel something, raised his head and looked at the two, just in time to meet the eyes of the two.

The old but full hand put down the chopsticks, and sat there stroking his beard and watching the long line of students.

Many students vaguely took out their mobile phones to take pictures, and many people even thought that the old man was looking at him, and naturally, the same was true of Luo Ping and the others.

However, the mentality of the two was different from that of others, and they instinctively felt that this old man might be helpful to them.

This strange feeling appeared for the first time in these days, but the old man didn't seem to move, and they were still in line, so they each maintained the status quo.

After buying breakfast, Luo Yuguan and Pinglei were hesitating whether to step forward to talk, but the old man finished breakfast, stood up and left.

As they passed by, they could be heard clearly by those around them.

"Sitting at home with nothing to do, going out and pacing will come to disaster, no trouble, disaster will come, disaster will come... ”

When the old man left for more than ten meters, Luo Yuguan and Ping Lei seemed to have just recovered from their stunned thoughts, looked at each other, their hearts beat wildly, and they hurriedly chased after the back with breakfast.

But the old man, who was obviously not walking fast, felt that he was chasing farther and farther.

Panting and running for hundreds of meters, he has unconsciously chased from the corner near the school gate to the end of the street.

This will be a stupid fork also knows that he has met a master, even if he is out of breath, even if he chases farther and farther, he runs desperately, causing many people around him to be unhappy and angry.

"Wait a minute!!" "Wait for us !!" ... Shouting out has no effect except to attract the attention of the surroundings.

In despair, when he was about to catch up, the old man in front suddenly stopped, and a faint sigh reached his ears.

He turned and stood there, as if waiting for them.

"It's a disaster that can't be avoided... ”

Before Ping Lei and Luo Yuguan could explain the misfortune on their bodies, they only heard the old man sigh again.

"Two young men, the woe in my mouth is not your woe, but mine... ”

These words made the two stunned.

"Sir, you have a bad thing too?"

Old Man Mo stroked his beard and smiled.

"It didn't turn out that there was, isn't it catching up!"

PS: Monday Chapter 1.

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