Shen Fei was worried that Du Meng would find traces of his activities, but he felt that Du Meng's focus was not on the branch where he was swinging, but on a branch that was in the lower position, specifically, a purse peony that he had not touched, and felt a little surprised. As a chameleon, there is not even a single hair, could there be something missing?

Durmon stood up and glanced at the purse peonies around him.

Shen Fei looked at her frowning slightly, and suddenly felt a sense of relief, he shouldn't have found anything, right?

Du Meng was just about to walk to the bedroom, when he suddenly turned in a direction and walked towards the cubicle.

Shen Fei, who was about to completely relax, hurriedly entered the "battle" mode and continued to mess with the little rice balls.

Shen Fei could see Du Meng through the glass, of course Du Meng could also see them, he was slightly stunned, he guessed what was going on, and he approached and flicked Shen Fei's high crown with a smile, and pretended to be stern: "Earl, are you bullying Xiao Tangyuan again?" ”

At this time, Shen Fei didn't need to pretend to be confused, usually when the owners did this kind of action, with a smile was pure ridicule, and pretending to be stern was to warn the pets not to do it again, so he demonstratively "ha" to the little rice balls, and turned back to his chest of drawers.

Du Meng turned the banana leaves over and put them away, raised his hands high, and let the little rice balls fall into her palms one by one and put them under the banana leaves. It wasn't until the little dumplings had fixed their bodies on the banana leaves that she withdrew her hand.

She looked in the direction of Amy and Erqin, and then walked to the outside of the honey pot's hut to look, and without stopping her gaze on a few aquariums, she turned around and left to go back to the bedroom.

Shen Fei roughly knew it in his heart, and the doubts in Du Meng's heart had not been solved, otherwise she would not have stayed in the cubicle for such a short time, let alone swept over several aquariums, it seemed that she couldn't raise her interest in playing at the moment, presumably the violent turmoil in the dream space or something was a more serious problem.

Shen Fei stared at the white purse peony that Du Meng paid special attention to, compared the position he was in just now, and suddenly realized that when he was hanging upside down and playing on the swing, it was very likely that his brain would touch it!

When he was playing the swing, he did feel as if he had touched something, but at the same time, other parts of his body had also touched, so he didn't pay attention to what his head was touching at the time.

But now it seems that the possibility of his brain touching that flower is very high, could it be that a touch of his own brain can make Ning Chao's dream space violently turbulent?

Shen Fei couldn't help but stroke the red cloud pattern on his head, and suddenly had an irrepressible urge to try it again!

But reason told him it wasn't a joke.

He repeatedly combed through the recent events, and thought that in his dreams, he could reproduce his own clothes, wallets, chests of drawers, craft scumps, chameleon boxes, etc., as well as his own flying police and roast chicken in his dreams.

Due to the limitations of the environment, I don't want to think about the flying police or something, can I experiment with roast chicken immediately?

Shen Fei felt that it was better to be cautious, the taste of Fu Liji roast chicken was very mellow, once it appeared here, the aroma would diffuse the entire compartment, didn't it deliberately attract Du Meng's attention?

He thinks that other things can be considered, theoretically speaking, the cola, beer, mineral water, peanuts, sausages, eight-treasure porridge and so on that he exchanged for the chest of drawers in his dream also belong to him, and they all have their original packaging, and under the premise of not opening the package, there will definitely be no smell escaping, so it is better to use them to try.

Shen Fei looked at Du Meng's bedroom first, and listened attentively, he should continue to rest, and he won't come out immediately, right?

Shen Fei immediately concentrated his efforts to make Coke reappear, but he was unsuccessful.

Attempts to reproduce beer and mineral water were unsuccessful.

He experimented with peanuts, sausages, eight-treasure porridge, dates, sweet apricots, braised pig's trotters, and bowl noodles, and none of them could be reproduced.

He sighed slightly, it seems that what really belongs to him in reality can be reproduced in dreams, and what really belongs to himself in dreams can only be reproduced in dreams, and cannot become reality, so there is no possibility of feasting in reality.

But this is only his speculation, because the things he just experimented with have not really reappeared in the dream world. With a bit of luck, he decided to try to recreate the roast chicken, after all, it was something he had already recreated in someone else's dream.

In order to prevent the aroma of the roast chicken from escaping too much, he decided to experiment with one of the most tightly packaged ones, and if it could be reproduced, let it disappear immediately, trying not to leave any clues here that would make Dumont suspicious.

The results of the experiment disappointed him again, and the roast chicken did not succeed again.

He didn't give up and experimented with the police badge of the female flying policeman, the handcuffs of the young flying policeman, and the gun of the middle-aged flying policeman, but they were all unsuccessful, and finally gave up completely.

But this experiment made him feel a little tired, his head was dizzy, and he wanted to sleep comfortably.

Anyway, there was nothing to do now, so he found a comfortable position and slept peacefully, and that mysterious power spread from his head to all parts of his body again.

Shen Fei, who had always thought that he rarely dreamed, had another dream with a clear memory after waking up.

But this dream is very strange, it seems to have traveled to the future world, experienced the birth and application of countless black technologies, witnessed the magnificent journey of traveling the sea of stars, and witnessed the rise and fall of dozens of planets......

Shen Fei woke up, Du Meng was preparing a new breakfast for him, saw him wake up, pinched his high crown, "Little Earl, how can you sleep so well?

As he spoke, Du Meng rubbed his high crown a few times, and felt that it didn't look like molting, so he teased a few words, and went into the kitchen to eat.

When Shen Fei heard that he had slept for two and a half days, he was also a little depressed, he didn't feel that his body was particularly energetic, but it seemed that he hadn't slept enough.

Du Meng's words made him feel a lot more at ease, and he probably didn't suspect that he had any connection with the violent turmoil in Ning Chaomeng's space. However, this idea cannot be too absolute, because Dumon has always been shrouded in an aura of mystery that he can't see through.

He was really hungry and decided to eat breakfast first.

The exquisite breakfast was very much to his appetite, and he burped and felt a lot more refreshed.

He recalled the last dream, as if he had dreamed of the changes of the blue star over the decades, and he had wondered if it was caused by reading newspapers, reading magazines, and traveling through dreams a little too much.

But this time, he seems to have never seen, heard, or experienced similar descriptions, and there is absolutely no overlap with the sci-fi film and television novels he has seen before.