Chu Han clenched his hands into fists and walked towards the front, he didn't know what was in front of him, what was the danger on the road ahead, he wanted to find his cousin now, and then take him back.

The path is very long, and it is almost seven or eight hundred meters away, but Chu Han is also in a soul state now, and he doesn't feel tired. And in dreams, there is no concept of time, and there is no change in scenery or alternation of day and night, unless the dream changes. But when that happens, it can be a bad thing, and it turns from one dream to a new one, which means that everything has to be done all over again.

Chu Han's feet were not slow, he quickly overtook those sparse dwarf trees and walked towards the group of buildings, and when he was still more than a hundred meters away from those buildings, he saw that the location of those buildings was actually a village.

Chu Han slowed down and slowly approached the village, and he could now see that there was an archway more than five meters high at the entrance of the village. In ancient times, there would be no such thing as an archway in an ordinary village, but in modern times, some capable villages will build this kind of archway at both ends of their own villages, and write the name of their village on the top of the archway. However, this modern archway does not have the feeling of ancient times at all.

But now this archway does not look like a modern one, but it is also different from the ancient one, and there is neither the name of the village nor other handwriting on the archway.

Chu Han had already walked under the archway, and he was hesitating whether to go in. If he didn't go in, then he wouldn't know where to find his cousin, maybe his cousin was in this village.

But all this is my cousin's dream, I just don't know why he dreamed of this village with strange archways. Chu Han hesitated for a while under the archway, but decided to go in and take a look. Now even if he doesn't want to go in, there is no way to return to the real world, and they can only go back if they find his cousin to break the dream.

Chu Han took a step forward and slowly walked into the village. The layout of the village also looks quite modest, and the road inside is also straight, and occasionally there will be an alley in the middle of several houses leading to the inside, but in the depths of the alley, it seems to be covered with a layer of gray mist, and nothing can be seen clearly.

Chu Han calculated this time in his heart, and walked inside from the archway for about five minutes, and he stood at a crossroads. Along the way, he also saw clearly that the village in his cousin's dream was not an ancient village, but a modern village, with all the houses being brick houses, and in a further place, there were two-story buildings.

Chu Han stood at the crossroads, looking left and right, unable to decide in his heart. He couldn't discern the direction in the dream, judging from the road he had walked, let alone looking for his cousin, he couldn't even find someone to ask. The village in this dream is like a dead village with no people, and the whole village is as silent as death.

Chu Han is now in a trilemma, there are three paths in front of him to choose from, what he is most afraid of is choice, and he doubts whether he has a phobia of choice.

Keep going forward or left or right? Chu Han couldn't make up his mind for a while, he put his hand in his trouser pocket, thought for a while, and suddenly walked to the side of the road and broke off a branch from a low tree, and then made a mark with his fingernails at the end of the branch.

He crouched down, put the branch on the ground, and twisted his two fingers hard, and the branch spun on the ground.

Chu Han watched the branch stop moving, then picked up the branch and looked at the end where he made the mark, and pointed to the right. Chu Han stuffed the branch into his jacket pocket, then turned around and walked to the right.

He also had no choice but to use this method to determine his direction. Chu Han also walked to the right for about five minutes, and then stopped walking, he knew that he had chosen the wrong direction. Along the way, I didn't see or hear anything, not even a single bug.

Chu Han turned around and returned, the houses on both sides kept retreating, and those closed doors were like eyes, seeing Chu Han off. Chu Han, who returned to the crossroads, returned to the multiple-choice question, but this time it was a two-choice question, and he had a fifty percent chance of choosing the right one, or it might not be right! It's possible that my cousin wasn't in this village at all, that he had made a mistake in his thinking, and maybe there was a wider area in front of the village.

Chu Han took out the branch and spun it on the ground again, but this time it was not so smooth, it turned three times in a row, and the marked end pointed to the right side of the already if.

Chu Han's brows furrowed, what does this mean? Don't even God help yourself? Maybe he didn't think right, in this other people's dream, how can there be any God, the dreamer is the sky! He created the dream, and he has the final say on everything here!

Chu Han thought of this and broke out in a cold sweat, this dream of his cousin was not something he did willingly, but was controlled by that unknown thing, and he couldn't get out of this dream. It can be said that this dream was created by that thing, and whether the thing in it changes or not is completely up to it!

"Perhaps, as soon as I came in, the thing was already aware of it." Chu Han muttered, and then threw away the branch in his hand, now thinking about how ridiculous his thoughts were. In the dream controlled by others, he can still come up with a method to determine his own direction by picking edges, and it is estimated that he is the only one who can figure out his own direction.

Throwing the branches, Chu Han looked to the left and front, put his hand in his pocket, and then leisurely walked in one direction. This direction is entirely based on his current intuition, or rather a random distance. But it was the same in any direction he chose, and if the unknown wouldn't let him discover it, then the result would be the same no matter which way he went.

The same for nothing!

Chu Han is walking on the left now, and the buildings on both sides are similar to the houses on the right that he walked through just now, they are the most commonly used gates, and they also have a few small alleys. However, the alley was foggy, and he couldn't see it really, so he could only keep moving forward.

The time to walk this time was obviously longer than the time he had just spent on the right, and there were fewer buildings on both sides of the road, and Chu Han could already see the farmland before that. However, the situation is the same as before, and there is no harvest at all.

Chu Han no longer moved forward, this was just doing useless work, he only had one direction left now, and he also put all his last hopes in that direction.

If he still finds nothing, he is really at a loss. When he came in, Zhao Gang said that no one knew what other people's dreams were like, and after coming in, he relied entirely on his own strength.

The only thing that gives him a little psychological comfort now is that there is no danger so far. The worst outcome is that he wanders around the village endlessly, never stopping.

Chu Han suddenly felt as if he had entered a dead loop, he came in to find his cousin, and only by finding his cousin could he leave this dream, and if he couldn't find it, he had to wander in this dream.

Chu Han sighed, turned around and walked back, he had no other way but to walk back like this and then think about the last remaining road and go all the way down, and then hope that he would find his cousin in that direction, and even if he couldn't find it, there would be a new area that could let him leave the village.