When Zhao'er took us into the camp, he took out a crystal clear round bead from his arms, exuding a warm light, which was not ordinary at first glance.

Huang Junyao asked: "I feel the breath of Buddhism from above, where did you come from this thing?" ”

Zhao'er smiled embarrassedly, "It was also sent by chance, and his subordinates sent it up." It is said that it is the Buddha Nirvana before the Buddha, which is a relic that he sat on, and it cannot be obtained unless there is a great creation. ”

I pouted, "Those bald donkeys, a gallstone can blow into a baby." "When I was still a yellow-skinned child, the monks were not as easy to talk as they are today, bald donkeys like Fahai are not uncommon, we monsters want to cultivate, not only to seize the heavens and the earth, but also to resist such a "man-made disaster". So I don't have a crush on them.

Zhao'er explained that this gallstone was different and could improve cultivation.

Huang Junyao and I became interested as soon as we heard it. Cultivating to our level, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth and ordinary cultivation methods is too slow for improving cultivation, and if there is no great opportunity to create it, thousands of years have passed and it will be at this level.

"The child tried it yesterday, this guts...... The relics can help people to fall into dreams, and in their dreams they can experience the reincarnation of the human world, each reincarnation is seventy-two years, and this only takes one night's effort, and there are often many experiences in reincarnation, which can stabilize the Dao heart, which is of great benefit to cultivation. ”

As soon as Zhao'er said this, I was a little eager to try, I have been a mortal for more than 20 years, and I still have some nostalgia for the world, but now I am tired by the things in the demon world and can't return to the world.

Huang Junyao glared at Zhao'er, narrowed his eyes and grabbed the back of my neck with one hand, "I'll fall asleep with you." ”

Well, aren't you afraid that I will abandon my family and children like before, and now I am in charge of my dreams.

Zhao'er smiled awkwardly and handed the relics to Huang Junyao under my cannibalistic eyes.

In the blink of an eye, at night, Huang Junyao ignored my protests, and as soon as the old god touched the beads on the ground, I sank into consciousness and fell into a dream with him.

After a moment of consciousness, I was already standing in an underground parking lot, wearing a police uniform and a gun pinned to my waist. Don't, did I become a police officer? I'm not experienced with this. I took out my phone and looked at it, it was five or six o'clock on Saturday morning, and I was usually sleeping at this time.

I glanced at the vehicles here and found that the license plates were all HK, AA and the like, could it be Hong Kong? I was scratching my head, a very rapid car driving followed by the sound of braking, the noise from far and near, a white car drove over, I subconsciously stretched out my right hand to the car, this is the traffic police to stop the action. I don't know why I'm doing this, maybe it's just like I can't let go of any simple NPC when playing a game.

There is no traffic police in Hong Kong, and the police manage everything in daily life.

The car stopped in front of me, and a bespectacled forty-something uncle lowered the window glass, and the pale light unique to the underground garage hit his face that was no longer young, a little frightening.

"Sir, why did you tell me to stop?" This middle-aged man's tone is quite kind, and the taste of Hong Kong is very strong.

As soon as I opened my mouth, I realized that my authentic Mandarin was no longer there, "You're not wearing a seat belt, sir." ”

The man pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "I'm used to wearing my seatbelt when I get out of the intersection." ”

I was probably affected by the dream, and I also became Rory's rambling, "It's dangerous to drive without a seatbelt. ”

The uncle cooperated: "I'm sorry, officer, I'm here." ”

Seeing him tie it, I asked again, "Why did you drive so fast just now?" ”

God knows I didn't want to ask so much, I don't know anything about the traffic police, I'm like being possessed by Huang Junyao before, I can't help but do things and speak.

"It's my son's birthday today, and I want to go back and celebrate it soon." Uncle explained.

Birthday? Five or six o'clock in the morning as a father's birthday for his son? I was a little confused, but I couldn't tell what was wrong.

Seeing that my expression was different, the uncle said again: "I used to work overtime, and now I am only going home......"

"Do you work overtime on Saturdays?"

"You'll have to ask my boss about that." The uncle smiled tiredly.

I still felt suspicious, "Please show the driver's seat, thank you." ”

The uncle lowered his head and took out his driver's license in his jacket pocket, and handed it to me with a wry smile, "Officer, I just didn't have a driver's license, so don't bother so much." ”

I checked it and found it to be okay and let it go. "Be careful next time you drive."

The uncle smiled embarrassedly, and when the car drove five or six meters, I saw that his rear lights were broken, and I couldn't help shouting, "Wait a minute!" ”

The uncle stopped the car and walked down, his expression obviously impatient, "What's the matter, officer?" ”

"Your taillight is broken, do you have a screwdriver? I'll fix it for you. I said. The ghost wants to fix it! What if he's really a bad guy? I don't know how to use a gun!

Uncle went to the car to get a screwdriver, and my hand pressed the tail light, but I felt that my palm was a little wet. When I lifted it up, I saw blood on my hands, and blood came out of the trunk. I looked into the car, and my uncle was still looking for tools.

This dream is also too exciting.

I'm a little panicked in my heart, I tried it just now, but the mana is no longer usable, and I'm no different from an ordinary person now. And I was still involuntarily controlled in this dream.

I tried to distract my uncle, "What gift did you give to your son?" ”

"I don't have time to buy him a present...... I didn't hear what the uncle said later, because I opened the trunk nervously.

A woman covered in blood with black duct tape is placed in the trunk! But judging by the amount of bleeding, I guess she's already a corpse.

My hand touched the gun on my waist, and a voice sounded beside me: "Officer, you are just a part-time worker, why should you be so serious?" ”

I knew something was wrong, and was about to pull out the gun, when my right shoulder hurt, as if something was pushing me to the ground, I fell to the ground and the gun was taken off, and when I saw the blood flowing on the ground, I knew that this person had just shot at me! Maybe it's because in the dream, the pain is not too unbearable, but it also makes people lose their strength.

My uncle paced up to me with a black pistol, and I tried to get back the gun on the ground that was not far from me, but he shot me in the right arm.

In the silent underground garage, the uncle roared: "You shouldn't be so serious! Why are you embarrassing me! ”

Scream, scream, the louder the better, and it's better to get people in.

The man shot me in the left arm again, and even if it didn't hurt anymore, the combined power of the shots made me break out in a cold sweat.

The uncle pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose and grinned, "Officer, look at you carefully, you're pretty and beautiful, why don't I keep you and go to my trunk?" ”

I didn't have the strength to argue with him, and I was even more afraid of angering him. Even though it was a dream, I still had a fear of death.

At this time, my uncle squatted down and slammed the hot muzzle of the gun on the hole of my left arm, and the already bloody wound seemed to be torn apart under his vigorous twisting.

"You're amazing, officer? Stand up and get me! The murderer shouted.

With that, he took out my wallet from my jacket pocket, and the card in it had my home address written on it. Probably because the police were afraid that they would die in the line of duty, others would not be able to notify their families.

"Yo, this is your boyfriend here? It's handsome. "The uncle shook the photo in front of my eyes, and I saw that the man in the photo was Huang Junyao!

This dream is not too bad, at least he and I are still husband and wife. If this pervert kills me now, will he be the next one to kill Huang Junyao? Since I have no mana, Huang Junyao should be the same, I will never allow such a thing to happen!

I tried to stand up and try to catch the gun, but the man stepped on my wrist, and it hurt.

It was at this time that I saw ...... The woman who was originally in the trunk, sat up!

Noticing my stunned eyes not far away, the man also turned around, and the three of us looked at each other.

The woman in the trunk somehow broke the tape on her body, and was holding the wound on her neck with both hands, staring blankly at her killer. The gurgling blood flowed out and fell to the ground with a ticking sound.

It's not that I haven't seen a female ghost when I've been with Huang Junyao before, but this time it's too close, and the visual conflict is too strong. But this wasn't the time for disgust, and just as the man looked at the female corpse sitting up in fear, I finally got my hands on the gun, tried to pull the wrench, and shot him dead in the back of the head.

The man collapsed in a pool of blood, and I gradually fell into a coma from excessive blood loss, and in my blurred vision, I seemed to see the female corpse in the trunk that was not sitting up......

After waking up from the hospital, the first thing I saw was Huang Junyao, who said that I had been in a coma in the hospital bed for fourteen days, and if it wasn't for the fact that he had no mana in the dream, he would have found out the man's soul and tortured him severely. Before I could say a few words, my boss, who knew that I was awake, called me to the police station to report on my work.

The director told me that the man I shot and killed was a well-known murderer in Hong Kong, and that I had been trying my best to find him for three years, and now I had finally done it. I said in my heart that I must be promoted now.

But the director changed his mind and said that the problem was my confession the day before yesterday. I thought to myself, this is not, I was in a coma the day before yesterday.

"You had a brief period of soberness the day before yesterday," the director handed me the confession, "but after recording this confession you fell into a coma again, probably because of the irritation caused to you by the recollection, and I blamed me for it. ”

I hurriedly said "no, no". I flipped through two pages of confession, and it was probably exactly the same as what happened to me that day.

However, the director asked me to confirm whether the statement was correct. Of course, the "hell" thing can't be said on the surface, but it's the truth. So I nodded, "I'm sure it's right." ”

The director lit a cigarette and said, "But according to the forensic examination, the woman was found dead for more than twelve hours, and it is impossible to sit up from the trunk." ”