Distorted streets, crooked buildings, brilliant and eerie hues, and shadows that flicker in the corners from time to time.

It is a labyrinth of the mind, burying countless abandoned memories, and a third world that ordinary people will never be able to access.

"It seems to be in a different position than the last time I entered, so it's a bit of a problem." No one can say how big the deep dream is, and the map I got from Chen Jiuge before only recorded a small area.

The Time Clock Tower where Xiao A is located is the main reference for judging the direction when I entered the deep dream last time, but this time I entered the deep dream from Zhu Li's middle dream, and everything around me changed.

"The painting holding up the heart should be the most untouchable memory in Zhu Li's heart, it connects to the deep dream, and is pressed in the deepest part of the heart, it seems that Zhu Li is at least at least one moment in love with the faceless woman."

Normal people's thinking analysis can use many formulas, and there are countless examples for reference, but few people can guess the psychology of perverted murderers, they are different from normal people, regardless of their thinking, acting style, or attitude towards love.

Entering the deep dream again, I felt a lot, and looked up at the variegated sky: "The night of the deep dream has not yet come, with my current strength, as long as I don't encounter a large group of 'thoughts' and 'nightmares', there should be no big problem in self-preservation." ”

I have a Dream Wing Gu, and I can take the initiative to get out of the deep dream realm at critical moments, which is one of the reasons why I don't have the slightest panic now.

The view is obscured by a myriad of strange and different buildings, and the only way to see in the distance is to enter the surrounding buildings.

Each building in the deep dream has its own story, inhabited by memories that its owner has long forgotten, whether painful, sad, or full of malice.

I still remember the first time I had a nightmare in a deep dream, where I had to be very careful, or I didn't know when I would capsize in the gutter.

Walking through the empty streets, stepping on the silhouettes of human figures embedded in the ground like water stains, I walked nearly a kilometer before I found a tall building.

The red and black exterior has strange flowing lines, full of the grotesqueness of dreams.

The building is about seven stories tall and stands out from the crowd.

"I don't know who's missing something in here." I just want to see farther away and determine where I am.

Entering the building, the walls on each floor were inlaid with humanoid water stains, and the stairs went straight up, and when I reached the second floor, I realized that something was wrong.

When you look from the outside of the building, there are windows on the walls, but when you enter the building, you don't see a single light, as if it were completely enclosed.

"In the dream world, try to stay away from things like mirrors and stairs, and if you stay on the corridor for a long time, unexpected changes are likely to occur."

I was about to retreat, but when I turned around, the way I had come was gone, and when I looked back, there were only endless staircases.

"What's on me?" The daytime in the deep dream realm is still relatively safe, otherwise I wouldn't have survived for that long last time.

Standing on the porch, I quickly calmed down.

Deep dreams are mysterious and unpredictable, in which monsters composed of countless memories and thoughts will also appear many things that are simply impossible to happen in real life, and all logic and laws do not apply here.

"Let's go back the way we came." I closed my eyes, closed my five senses, and only released my strong will.

I followed the route I had taken when I came in, step by step, and every movement was almost the same.

But when I opened my eyes again, I was still in the hallway, in a position where I couldn't go up or down.

"It's not an illusion, the stairs do exist." I reached out and stroked the black and red wall: "Since it's not an illusion, it means that it has an entity, maybe I can try to break it with violence!" ”

After entering the dream realm, the Dao and ghost techniques on his body were greatly suppressed and greatly discounted, which was actually one of the reasons why the black robe chose to drag the butcher into the deep dream realm duel.

The first few times I fell into my dreams, I had already discovered that there was no yin qi in the dream world, I could only consume my own strength, and when the yin qi stored in the yin aperture was consumed, I couldn't even open the ghost ring.

"Let's try it first." I didn't summon the ghosts to help, I simply wrapped my palms in the sinister aura and slammed the walls with the power of the Collapse Fist.

The sinister aura dissipated automatically when it touched the red-black wall, leaving no trace, but the dark lines in the palm shimmered, shattering the wall like a knife.

"This pattern can be used in deep dreams?" The Netherworld is something that only ghost cultivators have a very rare chance of obtaining, connecting to the Netherworld and containing the power of reincarnation.

I looked into the crack, and the walls were flowing black and red, like another space.

"Black symbolizes death and calamity, red symbolizes blood and impulse, and this should not be a way out, but a trap." How could the people who laid out the endless promenade not consider this most basic question, what was the point of a siege if the walls could be easily pierced?

There was nothing in the stairs that could be used as a reference, and I didn't know if I was wandering around or if I was stuck in some kind of circle.

Fingers stroking the ghost ring, I let out the filthy ghost and let it stay where it was.

The first time I entered a dream, the filthy ghost with a big and silly heart was unusual, and it conveyed to me a very uneasy feeling, as if I could be lost at any moment.

I didn't know what it was afraid of, but after a brief reassurance, I walked upstairs and when I was about to lose sight of it, I released the ghost again.

The ghost's performance was even more unbearable, she didn't dare to stay alone in the corridor, she followed me no matter what, this look was a ghost, obviously a coward.

There was no way, I released the ghost again, and continued to move forward, I looked at the jade beads in the ghost ring, and finally released the king master.

After cultivating in the ghost ring for so long, Wang Shi's soul body has recovered.

He is the most special one of all ghosts, originally a person who returned to yang, and was rubbed away by the statue of the mountain god and most of the yin qi, and now the yin and yang balance in the body, at first glance there is no difference between the living and the living.

has been sleeping in the ghost ring, and was suddenly awakened, after Wang Shi settled down, he looked left and right, and said in a very positive tone: "I'm in trouble." ”

"Or do you know me."

"It's okay, you're definitely not going to call me out." Wang Shi moved his hands and feet: "What do you want me to do?" ”

"Don't worry, you've been cultivating for so long, have there been any changes in your body?" The most indispensable thing in the deep dream is time, I looked at Wang Shi, he and I are grasshoppers on the same rope, one is prosperous and one is lost, and it is also good for me for him to become stronger.

"I feel like I'm becoming more of a person." Wang Shi shrugged his shoulders: "You didn't call me out just to chat, right?" ”

Wang Shi's state is much better than before, and after the battle of the Three Yin Sect, I can already fully trust him: "Now we are in a deep dream. ”

"Deep dreams?"

I told Master Wang everything that happened to me in my dream, and I didn't hide anything.

After listening to this, he was amazed, pacing through the corridor, and from time to time looked back at the lustful ghost standing in the distance as a landmark: "The Penros Staircase? ”

I've never heard of this term before, and intellectually speaking, the best-selling mystery writer in front of me is going to crush me on several levels.

Perhaps seeing my confusion, Wang Shi explained: "A way of converting three-dimensional space into two-dimensional space, resulting in visual differences, can also be called endless corridors. ”

He pointed to the place where the filthy ghost and the lustful ghost stood: "Bounded by the line of sight, there are four turning points, four staircases, and the four corners are connected, but each staircase is upward and can extend and develop indefinitely, which is an impossible scene in the three-dimensional world. ”

To be honest, I didn't understand what he meant: "Just tell me how to leave." ”

"The endless corridor is produced with the help of trompe l'oeil, and it is only possible to import from the three-dimensional world to the two-dimensional world, and if you want to leave the ......," Wang Shi pointed to the top of his head: "We might as well change the way of thinking and the angle of view." ”