Suppose that we are not human beings at all, at least not living people, what we see in our eyes, what we hear in our ears, what we eat in our mouths, all these tactile senses are transmitted to you in your brain, then is it possible that we are not living people at all, we are just a dead corpse lying on a hospital bed, our heads are full of wires, or maybe we don't even have a physical body, just a brain soaked in a container, our wife and children, cars, houses, food buildings, everything we encounter every day, Is it all a brainwave machine that transmits it into the brain?

In order to find the missing memories, Li Zifeng was thinking crankily in his brain all day long, and he was even wondering if the idea he derived was deliberately told to him by the brain?

Maybe Li Zifeng is a little nervous, but he really wants to find his memory, he wants to make an appointment with the blind girl, ask her in detail, if it is the same as the two of them, maybe Li Zifeng can find out any clues from her dreams or blood.

Early in the morning, Li Zifeng deliberately put on a handsome suit and rushed to the old city, but on the way to find the blind girl, he unexpectedly met a strange customer.

It was an old man in his sixtieth year, dressed fairly cleanly, with a white tank top, large pants, green flip-flops, and a bald hairstyle, typical of the Mediterranean. Behind him was a little black dog, which stopped directly in front of Li Zifeng.

Li Zifeng was stunned, and before he could speak, the old man asked, "Dream interpreter, right?" ”

The old man's voice was low and hoarse, and he was weak, and Li Zifeng said, "Uh, may I ask what you are doing?" ”

He stretched out his hand, out of politeness, Li Zifeng shook his hand, and suddenly felt a pain in his palm, but there was nothing wrong when he looked down.

The old man said: "My name is Chen Zhou, I often dream when I am old, the dreams I have are very strange, and they are very accurate, I have a dream, I want you to help me solve it, is it convenient for you to see?" ”

Dreams, in general, are not accurate.

Li Zifeng smiled and said, "Uncle Chen, right? It's unfortunate, I still have something to do, why don't you go to my company tomorrow? ”

Li Zifeng, the name of the dream interpreter, is already very loud, after all, it is not the level of ten yuan at a time under the overpass. But most of the more resounding fame is actually due to Chao Qingfeng.

"Not right now?"

Li Zifeng is not in a hurry about this, but he is uncomfortable in his heart, he said: "Otherwise, you can find a cool place nearby, KFC and McDonald's will do, I will definitely go to you when I am done, okay?" ”

"Okay!" Uncle Chen nodded and left with the little black dog.

Li Zifeng walked in the old streets of the old city, thinking about the blind girl's rental address in his mind, but for some reason, his heart began to beat faster, and he rarely felt this way.

As soon as he turned a corner, he heard a sound of stamping behind him, and when he looked back, the little black dog next to Uncle Chen didn't know when he followed, barking at Li Zifeng.

Li Zifeng wondered, why didn't this little black dog follow his master?

The little black dog barked at Li Zifeng a few times, and then turned his head to leave, Li Zifeng touched the back of his head, felt inexplicable, and continued to move forward.

Just walked a few steps, only to hear a creaking, I saw that the broken telephone pole above my head suddenly smashed to the ground, weighing hundreds of pounds of concrete, mixed with the power of a thousand jun, smashed in front of Li Zifeng, only two or three meters away from him!

The concrete shattered and cracked, and small pebbles splashed on Li Zifeng's legs, hurting him.

"Goo-dong!"

Li Zifeng's throat shook up and down, swallowed a mouthful of spit, and froze in place, strictly speaking, a little frightened.

If Li Zifeng walked two or three seconds faster, would he be smashed into a pulp? If nothing else, at least it's impossible to survive.

"That Black Dog ......"

Li Zifeng was stunned in place for a few seconds, as if he had been electrocuted, he was shocked, and looked back!

There was nothing in the old streets except a few weeds that swayed in the wind by the walls.

The blind girl stopped looking for it first, Li Zifeng trotted all the way in the direction he came, and finally found the old man at an intersection, he picked up a disposable water cup from nowhere, and was feeding the little black dog to drink.

"Are you done?" Uncle Chen didn't raise his head, his voice was still low, and he was weak.

Li Zifeng swallowed and spat again, his heart was pounding, this would still not calm down, squatted down and asked, "Chen ...... Uncle Chen, you ...... You ......"

Li Zifeng knew what he wanted to ask, but he didn't know how to ask.

Uncle Chen patted the dust on his hands and said, "I heard that you seem to have set the three principles of dream interpreters, the second point is called doing good deeds, don't ask about the future, right?" ”

Li Zifeng nodded dumbly.

Uncle Chen put down the paper cup, stared at Li Zifeng, and said, "Let's listen to the dream I had a few days ago, right?" ”

"I dreamed of a handsome young man in a suit, walking down an old town street, and he kept thinking about a girl in his head, and he wanted to meet this girl soon, and he thought about what to ask these girls, so he didn't look at the road seriously."

"The young man walked to a telephone pole that was about to break, and the two sparrows that stayed on it flapped their wings and left, and this little force was the last straw that broke the camel's back, and the telephone pole broke and smashed on the young man's head, and died on the spot, and the flesh was blurred."

Chen Bo paused, leaned forward slightly, and asked in a low voice, "Is my dream accurate?" ”

On dog days, a cold sweat broke out on Li Zifeng's back.

"I didn't want to save you, although you are missing a lot of memories and you are in pain, but I like the dream interpreter rules you set, but think about it, will there be no blood in the body of a normal person? Don't touch these people too much, or you'll die, you know? Uncle Chen accentuated his tone on this character.

Li Zifeng lowered his head, a sense of repentance appeared on his face, he just wanted to find the missing memory, Li Zifeng envied others for having parents, envying others for having wives and children, envying others for having first love, work experience, and rich life experience.

"I don't have anything, I'm miserable."

Chen Bo said: "I know, so you helped some 'people' because he promised to help you find your memories. ”

Li Zifeng nodded.

Chen Bo said again: "Have you ever heard of water ghosts? The child went down to swim in the river, was caught by the water ghost and drowned in the water, the water ghost can survive, and the dead person becomes a water ghost, and continues to drown the next target, you should understand the truth of this story. You saved their lives, and you yourself will die. I let Xiao Hei delay you for three seconds in my dream last night, so you can crouch in front of me at the moment. ”

"The grace of saving lives is unforgettable!" Li Zifeng thanked him, and at the same time couldn't help but wonder, this Uncle Chen is extremely mysterious, who is he?