"You've dreamed it in your dreams, what does that mean?" I asked Nguyen Huong Ngoo.

Ruan Xiangyu said lightly: "It's just a dream, don't ask again." She stood up to leave, and I grabbed her hand, and it felt slippery, and she looked at me with a crooked face. I controlled my emotions and said softly, "Then did you dream of me in your dreams?" ”

She gently broke her hand out of my hand, I thought she was angry, but she gently stroked my cheek: "I dreamed of a man, but the face is not clear, I don't know if it is you, but it feels very similar to you." ”

I only felt that the fragrant wind was blowing on my face, Ruan Xiangyu's little hands were really too weak and delicate, and when I was stunned, she had already gone out of the door and gently closed the door.

I didn't feel sleepy for a while, and sat cross-legged on the bed in a daze, thinking about what Ruan Xiangyu said. If she hadn't lied, she wasn't ugly, but she had experienced everything about ugly in her dreams, so the question is, what is her relationship with ugly.

First of all, it is certain that there is almost no difference between Ruan Xiangyu and Chouchou in appearance, but now that I look at it this way, there is still a difference in details, and the aura of the two of them is different. Ruan Xiangyu looks like the eldest sister, this is the style cultivated by fighting guerrilla in the mountains all year round, heroic and sassy, and she will take a gun when she says she will take it. And although Chouhou was born in a black witch, she is kind and gentle by nature, even if she lives again after amnesia, I believe that her basic character will not change.

Since they are two people, why did Ruan Xiangyu dream of an ugly experience in her dreams? What does the two of them seem to have in the dark?

One thing suddenly occurred to me, and another person.

Something is a mirror hole. People are false bells.

As for the Mirror Cave, the most acceptable statement at present is that it is a mirror world, and the people who enter it never come out. As far as I know, Tang Shuo, Master Wu, Wu Guo and others have entered the Mirror Cave one after another, and there is still no news.

The false bell is not the bell, and the relationship with the bell is unknown, according to his self-proclaimed other bell, he is from another world.

Later, I got other bits and pieces of information, and in general, this is the case, our world is not lonely, there are mirror worlds or other messy parallel worlds, there is a self in each world, and now I don't know what happened, these worlds that have not intersected, there is an indescribable interweaving, and I and another self have begun to intersect.

The false bell has seen the real bell, and it is said that the two have had a long talk.

So the question comes back, will the relationship between Ruan Xiangyu and Chouchou be like this? Ugly is another Ruan Xiangyu, Ruan Xiangyu is another ugly ugly, although they did not meet, but they are intertwined in the dream.

Ruan Xiangyu can dream of ugliness, so can ugliness also dream of Ruan Xiangyu? If this is the case, will my contact with Ruan Xiangyu also appear in the ugly dream?

At this moment, the moonlight shone through the window and reflected on the table, and I was in a state of emotion. Could it be right now, at this moment, in another person's dream?

Ugly, I think of the days and nights when I came into contact with her, and sigh, where the hell are you?

I looked at the moon outside the window wandering in the black clouds, and my heart was hard to let go, who is the boat tonight, where is the lovesick moon building. Looking at the moonlight, at this moment, time seems to freeze, the second hand keeps shaking in place, there is no time, there is no me, only the black void, and the moonlight is like water.

I seem to have realized that I have never been in a state that I have never had, I am free from the shackles of the flesh and the world, and I am instantly transparent, where does the other self come from, everyone is an independent life form, a false bell is a false bell, a bell is a bell, ugly is ugly, Ruan Xiangyu is Ruan Xiangyu.

Suddenly, my palms swelled for a while, and I lowered my head to look, just this one action, all the thoughts and feelings just now were instantly shattered like the moon in the water, and I returned to my body, and all my tactile senses came back. I was momentarily disappointed, but my attention was quickly drawn to the palm of my hand.

The palms of my hands were pitch black, and I thought that this was the dye of the ancient book, and my mind moved, and I used my mana to test the contact. I was cautious enough, but as soon as the mana came into contact with this black mass, it felt like the world was spinning in an instant, and the whole person seemed to be sucked into the black whirlpool.

I was spinning and turning in the black whirlpool, it was neither my realm of divine consciousness nor my dream, I don't know what place, I was terrified, would I never be able to get out again?

At that moment, I heard a voice that is difficult to describe, a man chanting.

The voice was ethereal, coming from nowhere, and it sounded like it was in the depths of a black vortex. The voice is higher and lower, and it sounds like singing.

My mind moved, a long time ago, my third uncle and I once found a book called "The Book of Ten Thousand Classics". Legend has it that the ancient Burmese god Pampa wrote on the bark of a tree and is said to contain the most profound spells that can channel the spirits. Later, this book was taken away by Zhang Hong due to various opportunities. When I saw Zhang Hong again, he had become a great wizard, and I don't know if it had anything to do with "The Book of Ten Thousand Classics".

My third uncle once recited to me this "Book of Ten Thousand Classics", which was recorded in ancient Burmese, and he only knew part of it, and many of it could not be understood, and he read it to me. The pronunciation of the Old Burmese language above is exactly the same as what you heard in this black vortex at this time.

The ancient book was stored in the Khmer people's seven treasure chests, and it was tied to the feet of the female corpse and sank into the lake...... All kinds of strange fate, I think it's a thing with a history, is it another "Book of Ten Thousand Classics"?

I intuitively feel that it should not be, "The Book of Ten Thousand Classics" is a unique book, just that one, could it be that the ancient Burmese god created two scriptures at that time?

Either way, the experience is an opportunity that cannot be missed. I listened attentively to this man's chanting, and slowly read it together, this scripture seemed to have a magical power, and when I read it like this, my mental power was highly concentrated, and the whole person felt that I was swept up in it.

There was no heaven and no earth, only the black in front of me and the mantra full of ears, I read along, slowly went deep into the mantra, and seemed to understand the meaning behind it.

Words and sounds are nothing but carriers of a deeper signal, both are names, and when I break through this layer of names, I touch the meaning behind them in a very deep realm.

When I touched it, my heart thumped and I screamed badly. There seemed to be a lot of undead in the darkness, and they staggered forward, densely packed with mortal numbers, estimated to be tens of millions, and they couldn't see the edge at a glance.

A voice resounded at the top, and it was this mantra. Strangely, there was only a voice and no one could see who was reading. Sound seems to be a living entity in its own right.

As soon as the voice came out, all the undead made an unbelievable action at the same time, they were all kneeling, all kneeling, and the whole space was full of evil ghosts and undead, and they emitted thick black smoke from their bodies, which was really resentful. These black smoke intertwined, forming this black vortex in front of him.

I could feel that this mantra was terrible, and it had something to do with the dead, it had something to do with death. It's better not to learn. But I have the heart to come out, but I can't go.

Suddenly, the sound stopped, and all the undead who were kneeling down were also stunned, and the next second, they all stood up without the restraint of the curse, and then rushed in my direction, the scene was extremely huge, and thousands of undead souls, roaring silently, rushed towards me, like a black whirlwind.

I was so frightened that my legs went limp, and I couldn't move, and at that moment, the voice appeared again, and said a word, which I instantly understood, what he said was: everything is predestined.

As soon as he said this, I suddenly opened my eyes from my steady, and I was still sitting in an empty room, the moonlight shining on the table, and it seemed that nothing had changed, only a second.

I gasped for breath, touched the cold sweat on my head, looked down at my palms, and the black was gone.

I got out of bed and moved my limbs, and I didn't feel anything burdensome. What is this book? I couldn't help it, and I chanted casually, it was actually the content of the book, and I actually remembered it all in the fixed state just now.

As soon as I thought this, Jun Xiaojiao's voice sounded in my mind, and he was extremely puzzled: "What kind of mantra is this?" ”

"You don't know?" I wondered if he should know what I was going through. Jun Xiaojiao said: "I'm practicing, I don't know anything, it's not right......" He was surprised: "I can't know nothing, how did you do it?" ”

"What did you say?" I'm a little confused.

Jun Xiaojiao said: "Although I am in retreat, but in your divine consciousness, I can sense your mana when there are few fluctuations, strange, why you learned this mantra, I actually didn't notice it." You use your mana, and you chant again! ”

I summoned my mana and chanted the incantation slowly, and I felt that the atmosphere around me suddenly became solemn, and there seemed to be a sound in the distance, like a lot of dead souls crying.

I continued to chant the incantation, and Jun Xiaojiao interrupted with a loud shout: "Stop! Where did you learn this sorcery?! ”