"I had a good amount of alcohol. Normally, at various gatherings and business banquets in the company, I am recognized as the kind of person who is 'wine tank'. However, that night, I remember very clearly, I only drank two bottles of red wine at most, which was nothing at all, but that night, I was drunk. ”

"Drunk without warning...... Let me put it another way - it's like a sudden coma. ”

"Then, I started having that dream."

"At the beginning of the dream, I appeared in a small room. It's getting dark outside, we've been waiting here for a long time, and everyone is getting a little irritated. Luo Xing paused and explained, "Let me explain first, when I was in this dream, I was completely engaged in my role in the dream, and I knew very well what I was doing - this is a little different from Lin Sen's state when I had this dream, I don't know why, anyway, you just need to know this." ”

I nodded, "So, by 'we' in your mouth, do you mean the people who also appeared in Lin Sen's dream?" ”

"That's right. In the dream, I am 'Lao Hu', in addition, the other people in the room are: a sloppy old man, we call him 'Old Smoking Gun', I don't know his real name, only the surname Xu, a marijuana face, named Qian Lao Liu, a little girl, surnamed Gu, we all call her 'Xiaoling', maybe the name is Gu Ling. ”

"And where we were, a deserted ranger's hut, in a very remote col north of the town, we chose this place for a reason – you know why. The person we are waiting for is Xiao Guo - yes, when Lin Sen was in this dream, this Xiao Guo was his identity in the dream. ”

"What's the name of that town? You know what you are doing in your dream, so can you introduce these people in your dream and their respective identities? I asked.

Luo Xing glanced at me: "I know what you're thinking, but none of this makes sense. I've also tried to check ......," Roxing shook his head, "to no avail." I'm not sure what era it was, the end of the Qing Dynasty? Republic? Or pre-liberation? The time, place, and people are all vague and impossible to check at all. What's more, it's just a dream. ”

Luo Xing didn't finish this sentence, and there was another sentence after it: "Although I think this is something that really happened." ”

Luo Xing didn't say this sentence at all, he just moved his lips and didn't make a sound, but I can read lips, which doesn't bother me.

I basically agreed with Luo Xing's words, but I still said: "You tell me, maybe I can find something, not necessarily." "When I say this, maybe it's just out of an occupational illness-like obsession, and I don't want to let go of any clue - a clueless clue is better than nothing.

For me, having more information in my hand is equivalent to having one more card in my hand, and sometimes it's these seemingly useless cards that can turn the whole game around.

couldn't resist me, Luo Xing introduced: "That town is called Da Gu Town, and a little next to it, there is a place called Xiao Gu Town. Well, you must have thought of something, that's right, in these two towns, the vast majority of people have the surname Gu. That female doll, Xiao Ling, is the child of a family surnamed Gu in Da Gu Town, and the family is very wealthy, so Xiao Ling's appearance and dress are completely like a landlord's lady. The numb-faced Qian Lao Liu is the long-term worker of Xiaoling's family, and Xiaoling was secretly picked up by him, but this is not a kidnapping, because Xiaoling also knows what we are doing. Xiao Guo is an apprentice in a coffin shop in Xiao Gu Town, in the old days, he was reduced to being an apprentice in a coffin shop, and his family background can be imagined. That sloppy old man, the old smoking gun, I don't know where he came from, but he is the backbone between us people, and we are all people he found one by one and gathered together. As for myself, I'm a wandering bastard who was found by Old Smoker a few years ago, and have been following him ever since, looking for our lost accomplice and our mortal enemy, the woman named Red Satin! ”

"There's a problem." I asked, "How did the old smoking gun gain the trust of you, that is, Lao Hu?" To be able to get a stranger you don't know to be involved in a bizarre and long-lasting murder without hesitation must be something that happens in the meantime. ”

"That's what I'm wondering about, too." Luo Xing replied, "This dream is really very ...... Odd. ”

"When I listen to Lin Sen describe his dreams, I also have this doubt: what kind of state is it that makes you know what it is, but you don't know why. It wasn't until I had this dream myself that I understood Lin Sen. Everything in that dream feels very real and confusing at the same time. It only seems to let you know what you should know, and hides other details – even ...... I suspect that perhaps I once knew the answers to your questions in my dreams, but because I asked me, I don't know. When Luo Xing said this, he raised his hand to hold his forehead, as if he had a headache, "I say this, can you understand?" He said.

I was a little stunned, and further - even a little frightened.

I can fully understand what Luo Xing meant, but if he is right, then ...... This is truly an appalling fact!

Because, this means that the dream that Luo Xing and Lin Sen had is not so much a dream as a monster who doesn't know how to describe it - "it" can manipulate when you dream, manipulate the content of the dream, and even erase your dream memory as you like!

And if "it" can really do all of the above, then "it" has one of the most terrifying and terrifying qualities: "it" - self-awareness!!

I gasped, my whole skull tingling, and the words had jumped out, but my dry throat was already a little slurred.

"Is this ......" my throat was blocked, and the remaining two words, I said with great difficulty, "Dream...... Nightmare? ”

"Shh

Luo Xing was very nervous when I said those two words, he put an index finger between his lips to silence me, and then quickly turned his head to look at the dim corners of my room again, including the reading corner that he had seen countless times, and his face reappeared with the same nervousness as he had just entered my room.

After more than ten seconds, Luo Xing's eyes fell on me again, his forehead was already sweating, but he didn't have time to wipe it off, "Now, you understand?" He looked me in the eye and said to me.

Damn, that startle just now made me sweat, how could I not understand?!

The reason why this guy is so nervous is because of this.

I kept asking Luo Xing questions in order to try to restore the whole incident and find out whether the things in this dream had really happened, but Luo Xing's answer was tantamount to telling me: This is impossible.

However, even if the "nightmare" did exist and it didn't want people to trace the source of that dream, I only found it tricky, but I didn't feel discouraged.

It is not advisable to give up, not to mention that I took the money.

I believe that the more information I gather, the more likely I am to get a glimpse of the truth, even if it's just a small amount.

So I took a breath and calmed myself, "Okay, I won't interrupt you again, you tell me the rest of that dream." I said.