"Still don't understand?" Gu Xi looked at me speechlessly and said, "Okay, to put it simply, dreams are your own, and you are the only one who can control dreams." What he can do is put a thread on the medium, and what I can do is watch. ”

"So you mean it's me who dreames, and my dreams can be attached to anyone to see what has happened to him, as long as there is a medium?"

Gu Xizan: "The children can be taught." And I sighed, when I had this ability and I didn't know, but they both seemed to know it very well. Gu Xi saw into my mind and said with a smile: "Actually, you reminded me yourself, otherwise no one would know that you have this talent." When I raised my eyes to look at him suspiciously, he asked, "Do you remember the dream you had when you came back from town that year?" When he mentioned the town, I thought of the town of Brynn, and somewhere in my heart I felt a dull pain, and I deliberately asked, "Which time?" ”

The smile on Gu Xi's lips stiffened for a moment, and then gradually faded, and his gaze became cold.

Just as his lips were just squirming, He Zhixu suddenly interjected: "It's a dream you had about the ancient city wall when you first went to Brin Town and came back. Gu Xi glanced at him and didn't speak again.

Of course I remember that dream, it was some time after I came back from Bryn Town, and I suddenly had a strange dream. It's not so sudden, I dreamed of a young postman when I was in Bryn Town before, and I never saw each other clearly. At this time, I naturally knew that the postman should be He Zhixu sitting on the hospital bed in front of me, but I didn't know it at the time.

In the strange dream, I returned to Brin Town, but the shops around me were different from the real ones, the buildings were unfamiliar antique buildings, and the ground was also blue bricks. The scene was like going back to some old town, and the postman was riding an old liberation bicycle into view. The speed wasn't slow, but I was able to keep a certain distance behind me, but I couldn't cross it whether I was speeding up or slowing down. Finally he stopped in front of a city wall, and there was a stone gate in the middle of the wall, which was the wall I encountered in the underground siege, and it was in that trance that I lost the postman's tracks, and then in the alley next to it, I saw a bicycle lying on the ground with tires still spinning on the wheel, and just as I crouched down to take a closer look, I realized that there was someone behind me.

I saw a pair of feet wearing military boots, which were exactly the same as those of Gu Xi.

The impact of that dream on me was too strong, so I took an easel and drew the dream, and Gu Xi saw it when I was just finished. At that time, there was still a discussion, and when the truth came, I realized that the dream was actually a warning to me, but it was sadly ignored by me, and it was also skillfully shaken by Gu Xi.

Now I know how to bring up the old things, which certainly caused me to think and sigh, but also made me even more confused about how he knew. A thought flashed through my mind: "Have you seen that painting?" Seeing that he really nodded, I didn't ask him how he saw that painting, thinking that it shouldn't be difficult for him to go to my home in Pingcheng with his ability, the question is in front of him: "What does this dream represent?" He Zhixu came slowly: "It means that you can go back to the past with your dreams." ”

I frowned, and when I reacted, I was shocked: "You mean that the dream is all real?" But what about the architecture of the ancient city? And isn't the stone gate of the city wall underground? "Could it be that those buildings are the former town of Bryn, and then they were buried under the ground without knowing what happened? But there are no buildings in the underground walled city, except for wooden houses.

He Zhixu raised his eyebrows and looked at Gu Xi, "What do you say?" ”

I was stunned when I saw this, he was actually asking Gu Xi's opinion? Judging from the fact that they got along before, they were enemies, but Gu Xi rescued him again, saying that they were friends...... The conversation is almost always tense and confrontational. At this time, Gu Xi said with a smile: "You've talked so much, do you still care about the rest?" ”

I didn't care what dumb riddles they were telling, my eyes swept back and forth between the two, and finally settled on He Zhixu.

He laughed: "It's that I'm talking too much, so if you don't care, I naturally don't care." He said this to Gu Xi, and then turned his gaze to me and continued softly: "Xiao Qian, your dream can be said to be half real and half empty. You have elevated the underground city to the real space, restored the scene of the original area, and moved the people you have been trying to explore to the space set up by the dream. At that time, you had already targeted the two of us through your dreams. ”

I later analyzed this myself, but what I didn't understand was: "If the dungeon was originally above ground, why did it go underground?" And I have never seen those ancient buildings, how can they take shape in my dreams? Judging from the pattern on the stone gate of the city wall, the history will be more than 1,000 years, if it once existed in the present world is a monument, then it should be recorded in history? ”

"Going down in history?" Gu Xi's voice led me to look up, and I saw that he seemed to have heard a big joke, "Xiao Yuan, there are many places in this world, including many people, that cannot be written into history. ”

I was inexplicably stunned, looking at his smile that was not as good as the bottom of my eyes, I vaguely felt that he had something to say, especially the bottomless pupil made me feel that there was extreme ridicule in that language.

But in an instant, he regained his previous lazy expression, and said sharply: "You have asked so many questions, all of them are nothing more than one answer: because you went to the dungeon, and the breath there is the medium of your dreams. Even before you go underground, you can dream of him with the shadows left in the town alone, Xiaoyuan, your talent is far more than you think. ”

This time I understood, and I had a truth from what I had dreamed of before. The first time I dreamed of the young postman was because Xie Xiaoqin stayed in the hotel, which was formerly the post office, and the shadow left here refers to He Zhixu's figure of entering and leaving the post office when he was young; Later, after returning to Pingcheng, I dreamed again because the breath of the underground siege melted into my body, which took me back to the past, and at the same time told me from another angle that there were actually two people in the underground siege, one was He Zhixu, and the other was Gu Xi.

Gu Xi smiled lightly when he saw that I figured it out and said: "Actually, I didn't know that you still had this talent, but I was a little surprised after seeing you paint that painting that day, and I deliberately tested you and found that you didn't doubt me." So at night I went into your dreams, and guess what I saw? ”

"Wait, what do you say? Into my dreams? "I can't react a little bit.

Gu Xi shook his head and said disapprovingly: "You got the point wrong. Let's talk about it in your dream, but tell me what I saw when I walked into your dream. ”

I think I can understand why Gu Xi knows my dreams so clearly, and he has the ability to come to my dreams! And then he asked me to guess what he saw, so where did I guess? However, since he deliberately took it out and asked, there must be a reason, so I thought about it and replied, "What strange thing am I doing in my dreams?" ”

"Oh, for example?"

He really thinks of my intelligence, and asks me to imagine it in such a situation where there is no basis for thinking...... "For example, I am still walking in the siege." "That's the only thing I can think of that might have something to do with that dream.

But he shook his head and smiled mysteriously and eeriely: "I see you drawing." ”

"......What's so strange about this, painting is my old profession, I can't think of any value for it to be brought up." But Gu Xi's next sentence was: "More than one." I was stunned when I heard this, and looked at him a little confused, only to see the corners of his lips curled lightly: "Basically, most people's dreams have only one original subject, that is, the dreamer himself." And in your dream, you sit in the center, holding a paintbrush in your hand, and there are many easels erected around you, and in front of each easel there is a phantom of yours moving. As the apparition moved, marks were left on the easel's paper, and eventually a series of paintings, each one related to the city, including the scene when I lived in it, and the scene when he took my place. At that time, I was really surprised when I saw it, one person turned into many shadows, and the past scene was simulated in the form of a dream with the breath of space alone, and you were probably the first person. ”

I was shocked, he meant that I had actually seen everything from my dreams that night, but why didn't I know that? "You erased my dreams?" I glared at him and asked.

But seeing him, he chuckled and said, "I can't intervene in what has happened, the only thing I can do is to shorten the memory time." ”

That's when I felt the urge to punch him in the face, knocking out the smile that seemed evil to me. After he entered my dream and saw that scene, in order to cover up the truth, he shortened the memory time of the dream when I woke up, and it was difficult for the human brain to have a deep impression of the dream, unless the nightmare penetrated the brain thinking could leave a memory.

Speaking of nightmares, I think of the dream that kept repeating after receiving the seventh letter, and the strange eyes in the darkness didn't reflect the scene when Gu Xi wrote to me at that time? So I had those nightmares, which were actually remnants of his breath on the letter paper and an afterimage of him when he was writing the letter.

"Now you know where your ghost-eyed talent came from." Gu Xi's voice interrupted my musings.

It's good that he didn't mention it, but when he mentioned it, my anger rose: "Talent? My eyesight was ruined by you three years ago! Gu Xi's cold gaze locked on my eyes for a few seconds, and he smiled: "Since it is a talent, how can it be so easy to be destroyed, unless you gouge out your eyeballs." I shuddered at the cruelty of those words.

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