Li Zifeng shook his head and said: "Those dream interpreters under the flyover are all liars, just cheating a small amount of money, holding a week of public dream interpretation to eat and drink, many things in the book are estimated that they have not read, they don't have any real skills, if you want to talk about the leader in the dream interpretation industry, or the old watch you, if you haven't heard of something, how can I have heard of it, you hurry up." ”

Chao Qingfeng snorted and got closer, "Marrying a dream, also known as a false dream, it is completely detached from the fifteen kinds of dreams handed down by the ancients, as the name suggests, it is not your own dream, it is someone else's dream, grafted to you, so it is also called a false dream!" ”

"I don't understand." Li Zifeng shook his head.

Chao Qingfeng said: "You can understand it this way, although this dream is made by a drunk, but in fact it is not his dream at all, it is someone else's dream, through a special method or means, to graft into his brain, into his dream, the key to the problem is, what ability to graft?" Is it a scientific instrument, or is it some ancient secret art? I still can't figure this out, and I don't dare to study too much, because it's about the depths of the brain, even if it's a thing on the nerves, I don't dare to use my brain to do experiments, so, for so many years, I've been collecting strange dreams, weird dreams, strange dreams, but the research has made no progress, I didn't expect to encounter it today, this matter, I have to check it carefully! ”

Li Zifeng was also an eye-opener, he has been interpreting dreams for a few years, but this set of theories or methods is the first time he has heard it, so he asked: "According to what you say, could it be that someone deliberately messed with us?" ”

"It's entirely possible, although anything we do, basically there is no enemy, the so-called ghost hunting, generally speaking, it will not offend anyone, but there is a saying that peers are enemies, and those who can marry dreams must be a dream interpreter who is better than me, if he really wants to mess with us, then we have no choice but to bite the bullet." Chao Qingfeng is also worried, but it is useless to worry, it is necessary to cover the water with soldiers.

Li Zifeng said: "The drunk man said very clearly, he said that I will die in a car accident within ten days, I don't go out for ten days, just sit at home, or stay in the company, I don't believe who can drive a car up to a science and technology building dozens of stories high to hit me?" ”

Chao Qingfeng said: "That's not necessary, remember the blood marrow potion I gave you?" You can take it out, load it in a smaller container, and carry it with you at all times. ”

"Okay!"

After agreeing on the plan, the two of them had a spectrum in their hearts, so they naturally did not panic.

The next day, Chao Qingfeng went out to run errands, Li Zifeng and Zhao Xingyue sat in the company, the drunk man still lived in the hotel, his job was nothing else, just to wait for Li Zifeng to die, and then take away Li Zifeng's body, after all, this is what the little girl in his dream told him.

It's strange to say, the number of customers is very small in the past two days, and there are only a few scattered every day, Zhao Xingyue also wanted to talk to Li Zifeng about the topic of ghosts, Li Zifeng directly refused, bored, Zhao Xingyue picked up a web novel called "Dream Interpreter" and read it, and said while reading: "Brother Feng, have you read this book?" The thief who wrote it is good! ”

Li Zifeng glanced at it and said, "I've read it, this book is of high quality, but the author is not as handsome as me." ”

"Cut!"

In the corridor, the SF courier knocked on the glass door, pushed the door in, and said, "May I ask who is Mr. Li Zifeng?" ”

"I am."

"Your courier, sign for it."

When I opened the courier, there was a letter mixed in, which made Li Zifeng feel strange, you send a letter, and get a Shunfeng express, what? Is it far away?

Tearing open the letter, just glanced at it, and made Li Zifeng feel that something was wrong, so he turned around to avoid Zhao Xingyue, and Zhao Xingyue snorted coldly and said a stingy word.

The letter reads: "Mr. Li Zifeng? You should know the peculiarities of your body, and you should also know that if you die, you will forget everything that was before, right? ”

"It's a pleasure to talk to you, I've been looking for you for many years, and I've been investigating you for many years, and recently I heard that you're looking for memories, it's really good, I know you, and I know a lot of things about you, although I can't guarantee that I will tell you all about your life, but at least I can still tell a part of it, make a deal, how about it?"

"Dig out your heart to me, and I'll tell you what you've been through before, and I'll tell you who your friends are and who your enemies are, without your heart, you'll die, but your powerful self-healing function will grow into a brand new, stronger heart, and you'll just have no memory, but you can start over, I'll still tell you what you've been through, like a kind and amiable grandmother, who takes the trouble to tell you stories, I swear, I'll definitely explain it to you, Look at this deal, how good it is. ”

"You may not trust me, it's okay, let's take a look at the last piece of paper first, take it carefully, don't damage it."

Li Zifeng turned directly to the end, it was a yellowed paper, it felt that the years were far away, and it was written:

April 23, 1942, after the victory of Ringanqiang.

I found that some Japanese soldiers were not afraid of pain despite being shot and bullets, and it was rare for them to resist stubbornly. After entering Burma, I encountered several Japanese troops, all of whom had this phenomenon, so I reported to the regiment and was instructed to send a reconnaissance team to investigate information.

On April 29th, the reconnaissance team turned back and brought back a precious hand-drawn map, hiding a secret laboratory of the Japanese army in a wild mountain, the Japanese army used prisoners of war for live experiments, and every day there were small groups of Japanese soldiers shuttling through it, I guessed that the Japanese soldiers should have taken some drugs, or injected some drugs, and the top priority was to destroy the laboratory and rescue the prisoners of war in the laboratory.

On the 2nd day of May, the regiment attached great importance to this information, and formed a seven-member death squad, numbered 002-008, all of whom were fatherless, motherless, wives and children, equipped with the most advanced weapons, and ordered to blow up the laboratory, rescue the prisoners of war, and if possible, bring back the top secret information in the laboratory as much as possible.

6 Thomson submachine guns, 1 M1903 Springfield rifle, 7 M1911 pistols, several NKLLA1 grenades, and a Bazooka 60mm rocket launcher.

Not only is the firepower powerful, but also the only sniper is included, the US military instructor is very fond of this sniper genius, his eyes are farther than the eagle, more vicious than the cobra, he is recognized among the soldiers as a sharpshooter. The commander of the first battalion personally served as the captain of the death team, and he said that after completing the mission, we would all record military merits, but we knew very well that once we began to attack the laboratory, the nearby Japanese troops would be quickly reinforced......

By the way, that girl in Shandong, forget it...... I shouldn't be thinking about her at this time, a dead person, I shouldn't miss anyone, that will only make his death more painful.

No one will know about my death, just as I never lived. Now I have no father or mother, and I serve the country with my body, just so that other comrades can have fathers and mothers, wives and children, and fight for those who cannot fight.

004, Absolute Pen, May 2, 1942.

At this moment, the mobile phone suddenly rang, it was an unfamiliar number, and Li Zifeng heard a sentence when he connected it: "How are you thinking about it?" ”