Suddenly, a woman whispered softly from inside the stone gate, "...... Child...... You're back......"

In the darkness, there seemed to be a female form of mist fluttering and twisting, her face was difficult to distinguish, one arm was slowly stretched, and her five fingers were opened, spinning out a totem with giant eyes

There seemed to be another one in my body that I was anxious to break free, my skin bulging and almost trying to break out of the cocoon

“…… Mommy doesn't blame you...... You don't blame it either...... All right? ……”

His right arm shook violently, red as flames

“…… What's the use of keeping that kind of memory? …… Why bother to find it back...... "the woman is sighing"...... You're still hating it......"

I said out loud "you can tell the truth so that it doesn't get blinded"

“…… I just remember that feeling...... Painful ......"

"Did someone deliberately erase your memories? Who is it? God? ”

“…… I don't remember...... I don't remember...... "The sound was like a sob...... Child...... Mom really doesn't blame you......"

The human form vanished in an instant, and the wind grew colder and colder until the hot body completely calmed down

I lifted the arm stained with the blood of the god in the dream, and suddenly I had the illusion that maybe I had just woken up from the dream, and what I saw was real

As if they appeared suddenly, the two old men suddenly disappeared again, leaving me with endless mysteries

The old man on crutches had persuaded me to enter the stone gate, and it seemed that everything would end when I entered

I made up my mind that I would never go in until I had figured things out

Whoever I am? I have to know where I came from, and I can't bear the pain

……

Ding Yuanfang's first words after waking up were "I'm hungry"

As he said, there is nothing on the ghost mountain, and life is simply a luxury here

Before we left, we only carried two bottles of water, and now there are less than half bottles left, and the rest was splashed in my face by him

"Now when I go down the mountain, how can I get to the scientific research institute?"

Ding Yuanfang looked at his watch "Four hours, estimated after dark"

I didn't hesitate to "go down the mountain"

The drizzle on the mountain continued, and the mud worsened, and we slipped step by step, supporting each other, and finally returned to the place before our energy and strength collapsed

And I ate tiger meat stewed monkey mane mushrooms

"How did I faint?"

After closing the door of the hut, Ding Yuanfang couldn't help but ask

He had been trying to ask this question on the way down, and I knew that he looked at me as if I had knocked him unconscious

"I remember you inadvertently activated a stone door, and the wind was wet and cold......"

"Pure dreaming"

"Really?" He was also a little vague, "Forget it, tell me what you think of the male corpse"

"A Sui Dynasty official who happens to look a lot like me......"

"Where are the entrails? Don't tell me that I was eaten by wild dogs" Ding Yuanfang questioned "The coffin is intact, not to mention, that kind of beast can peel people like oranges and eat them?" And ate so clean and even"

I pretend to think"...... Well...... Factitious? If you want to preserve the appearance of a corpse, a mummy is a living example"

"Don't be rigid, two different things, he is simply a thicker skin, and sewing the incision is an inflatable doll"

Ding Yuanfang sneered, "Chen Fang, a classmate for a few years, we know each other well, if you want to say that I know you better than you, it's not an exaggeration, confess"

"Confess what?"

"It's all written on your face, something incomprehensible is happening around you, right?"

I hesitated, thinking that Ding Yuanfang had a different thinking habit from ordinary people, and perhaps could interpret new perspectives and insights

"To be honest, I'm not sure if I'm in a dream or in reality, but at the moment, I may not be me...... "I'm the one lying in the coffin"

To my surprise, Ding Yuanfang's expression did not change, and he was sitting precariously, waiting for me to continue

I took a deep breath and told me what had happened

After 50 minutes, I calmed down, it was Ding Yuanfang's turn to take a deep breath, paced back and forth in the hut, and pounced on him, "No, I have to go back with you, the world is almost over, how can I still dig graves in the mountains to visit the ancients"

I was amazed, "It's been turned upside down outside, don't you know?" ”

He smiled wryly, "Near no man's land, many mountains, and in the rainy season, no signal can be received, only a satellite phone, and it was snatched away by monkeys, information is blocked, lagging, is the dilemma that every archaeological team may face"

"How to solve the problem of daily necessities?"

"Buy once a month in the town"

I know that a month ago, the world was far from being like this, even calmly and tirelessly

……

It was late at night, but I couldn't sleep, and I felt like I would lose myself when I closed my eyes

Reaching out to push Ding Yuanfang, he sat up suddenly, "I know......"

……

"Dreams? Purifying the supernatural? …… Tears and light? ”

Ding Yuanfang is really different from ordinary people, jumping out of the war between the fang and the evil spirit, and goes straight to the root of the problem, "It must be a metaphor, if you are a child, how to guide it?" ”

"Imperceptibly, teach by word and deed, and deter appropriately"

"It's okay to be one-on-one, but in the face of dozens, or hundreds, wouldn't you be exhausted?"

He thought to himself, "If it were me, I would tell some fables about suppressing evil and promoting good, so that they could understand what to do, and finally, I might as well set up a few characters, the general background, the cause of the event, and leave the rest to the children to imagine, and when the story is completed, the temperament will be immediate."

"Not exactly, right? Clever kids are good at disguise"

"Of course, there is no such thing as an absolute thing in the world, that's why the word probability appears, the supernatural that was spit back to the dream by the fire Shura, and the absolute one who is evil again, but other than that, is there a better way?"

“…… Could it be that the fang would tell stories to the evil spirits in his dreams? ”

The image of a kindergarten teacher comes to mind

Ding Yuanfang seemed to be very sorry, "Chen Fang, your thinking is too rigid, what is Fang?" The master of dreams, can he create dreams for every supernatural, is there a more three-dimensional and convincing story than a dream? ”

Fang let the spirit fall asleep, create dreams for it, let it experience different encounters in the dream, I think, there must be moments of emotion, warmth, and love, and of course, there must be frustration, despair, and rebirth

When Fang thinks the time has come, he creates another dream to be tested

"Yes" Ding Yuanfang's eyes flashed, "When this dream ends perfectly, it will no longer be an evil spirit, and it will walk towards the next level of the big dream."

I noticed his use of words, adding the word "big" before the dream to distinguish it from the supernatural

"What is a dream? The cage also, a group of supernatural beings in the big cage dreaming...... "He laughed, "Can I solve it well?" ”

I was greatly impressed, "Driver, I have one of the biggest questions I want to ask, is Xiao Jieyang a dream?" ”

"It's a dream, it's not a dream"

“……”

"One, it's in your dream, so it's a dream, and two, when you go into your own dream and come into contact with it, it's not a dream...... Out-of-body, got it?

My hairs stand on end, "What if an accident happens there?" ……”

He spread his hands and "is a vegetative person"

“…… What is the evidence? ”

"Xiao Jieyang is the evidence" Ding Yuanfang immediately replied, "As the shadow of a fang, the supernatural produced in a dream only exists in dreams, and it is impossible to appear in reality"

"It says it has traveled back and forth to the human world many times......"

"It's not contradictory, human beings love to dream more, and they are like fish in water here"

"But I've seen a lot of evil spirits too?"

"Whose dreams have evil spirits?"

The corners of Ding Yuanfang's mouth raised again, "There is only one explanation, you and Fang's dreams overlap for unknown reasons, there are both you, evil spirits, and Xiao Jieyang"

“…… Could it be that the words about the fang in the Lingdaolu and Lu Lu's book are all false, its memory has been lost, how can it be so clear in the dream? ”

"Not really," he said, shaking his head, frustrated at my sluggishness

"You have mentioned the old man in the tomb many times, they say that the psychic is keen on the mystery of the fang's life experience, I think, everyone has more or less some gains, the psychic turns into a spirit after death, and will naturally pass the information to the fang, so the clues that appear in your dreams may not all be groundless."

The red-eyed old man's so-called lost memories in his dreams turned out to refer to these fragmented messages

"The correct guidance is not to lead the nose to the place he wants you to go, but to be in a certain scene, there are conflicts, entanglements, everything in human nature, no one orders you what to do, you make your own decisions, so that in the end, the ending is more in line with your heart"

He used the analogy "Have you ever played pachinko?" All the fang can do is bounce you into it like a ball, and there are dead ends, forks, and exits, and fate is in your hands, and it can't help it."

“…… Can the ball make its own choices? ”

I felt more passive, falling there, being bounced there, with a lot of blindness

"Why not?"

He reached out and flicked the paper ball on the table into the white porcelain jar, changed the angle, and fell into the wastebasket with unmistakable accuracy

"It's still you controlling the landing point, it's not about the ball"

"It's too" Ding Yuanfang was stunned, and suddenly remembered, "Hey, you're not a ball ......"

……