I found the missing young girl in the depths of the dark mountain forest who looked very similar to the front table, and she said incredible things to me. She said that I had not woken up from the dream, but this dream did not refer to a prophetic dream, but that the world itself was a dream.

The young girl sitting under the tree with her knees crossed in the dark night vaguely reveals a magical atmosphere. She looked non-dangerous, and she wore the usual white student uniform, but she seemed to merge with the magical mountain forest. The more you observe, the weirder it becomes. Although I myself hold the Siren Blade and have the combat power to be defeated by the demons, I am still an anachronistic character for this mountain forest; And the young girl in front of me, who seemed to be powerless, was the opposite, she seemed to be born to live in this kind of demonic realm, and from the unwavering eyes and face, I vaguely sensed some kind of heterogeneity that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

Do you want to take her word for it? Of course not, I wouldn't be so gullible.

"Did you guide me here?" I decided to get this out first.

"Yes." She admitted without hesitation, it seems that she is indeed not idle, "I must sleep to preserve the physical strength to talk to you, so I have to bother you to take the initiative." I thought you would come over quickly, but it seems that a lot of accidents happened along the way. ”

I read the dissonance in her words. Lots of surprises? I didn't have a single accident "this time".

Must be dormant and recuperate...... Is she in poor shape?

"Well, wait, I see...... When you said 'prophetic dreams', do you mean the phenomenon of going back in time here? She seemed to figure out the conversation she had with me, "That's how you interpret the phenomenon of time regression." But this is not right. The time of this world has indeed gone back three times—and it's all because of you. ”

She actually knew about time rewinding, and she also said the specific number of regressions!

I tried my best to control my facial muscles, and then said without changing my face, "Are you trying to say that the real source of the phenomenon of time rewind is in me?" ”

"Of course." "Every time you die, the world shatters," she said. Then, all the pieces will be recombined to form the world of the past. And every time you open your eyes again in the world of the past. ”

"No matter how strong I am alone, I can't go back in time all over the world, right?"

"No, you can." "Because the world is your dream." ”

"Your claims are too absurd for me to believe you." I said, "And I don't know who you really are. ”

"I can't tell you who I really am. Because your dreams are monitored to a certain extent. If I reveal my real-world identity in your dreams, the skin on my body will automatically lose its cover, and the Monitor will realize that I, an outsider, am exchanging information with you, and will be the first to exclude me. She said in a slow tone, as if describing something from another world, "Also, for the same reason, I can't reveal much of the truth to you, lest the watchers find out in the process of exchanging new information." But if you deduce it with your own wisdom, I will be able to use that information reasonably, and it will be easier to discuss it with you. ”

"Are these delusional settings that you came up with on your own? Watcher, and skins? As I mentally processed the vast amount of these unclear words, I asked, "Are you trying to say that this little girl's body isn't your real appearance?" ”

She was surprised: "The body of a little girl? Isn't this Nguyen Van Truk's body? ”

Nguyen Van Truc is the name of the former table that disappeared that year.

I didn't expect to hear that name here, but then again, her face is so similar to the front table that even if there is some kind of correlation with the front table, I can accept it.

"It's strange, I should have participated in your dreams as the character of Ruan Wenzhu, is there something wrong......" She looked down at her body, "In your opinion, am I not Ruan Wenzhu?" ”

"I don't know where you got the names of my former classmates...... "I said," I said, "can't you see your own body?" ”

"I'm sorry, but my awareness of this dream is quite limited, and I can't see myself clearly. Moreover, my spirit has been damaged to the point where there is almost no reverberation left, and I cannot manipulate my spirit to exert more influence on the dream. It's a miracle to talk to you like this, maybe it's because it's a dream. "But I want you to believe me, I'm your companion and I've ventured here to help you." No matter what happens, I will always stand firmly by your side and give all my strength to you. ”

"You are so desperate that you ask me to believe you, and you make me doubt you." I made no secret of my wariness, "Moreover, every word you say lacks credibility unless you can come up with evidence." ”

She was silent.

After a while, she said, "If you can't believe that this world is your dream, try it with a hypothetical attitude." ”

"Hypothetical?"

"Yes, let's say. It's like I'm a child with an infantile disease, and you're an adult who has no choice but to accompany me. I don't want you to believe me right away, but I might as well assume that what I'm saying is true. "But even in hypothetical terms, I can't reveal much." Once certain key information is spoken, it is locked to a specific location by the monitor. The reason why I chose to sleep in this mountain forest with the power of being lost is to escape the watchman. ”

I don't think it's a matter of hypothetical thinking.

I wonder what sophistry she will spit out.

"You seem to be quite shy about this watcher, but, 'assuming' you are telling the truth, the watchdog is nothing more than Qingwu." I accented the word hypothetical and tested her a little.

"Uh? Isn't it a bird? "So soon," she wondered, "So soon...... How did you deduce that? I know she did a lot of contact with you, did she expose some flaws at the time? ”

She knew about the existence of the bluebird, and at the same time decided that I had come into contact with the bluebird. The problem is that "this time" I have never had any personal relationship with the blue bird, and she is not in a position to know about it.

Her reaction seemed to suggest that she did have some kind of perspective that was different from normal time and space.

"Everything in dreams is nothing more than a reconstruction of memory, and it cannot produce new knowledge. For example, the spirituality, the spirit, the awareness, that you just mentioned...... These are the terms I heard from the bluebird not long ago. I took a deep breath and continued, "If it's just the bluebird using it, it means that these may just be the settings of my dream delusions, but if you who claim to be an outsider are also using it, then the bluebird is also an outsider to this dream." ”

"Hmm...... Your conclusion itself is correct. Now that you've got the answer, it doesn't affect me to follow it. She nodded.

"I haven't believed you yet. Assuming this is a dream, why is my feeling so real? I said, "My brain isn't a supercomputer, and even if it's limited to the space I perceive, it can't be so perfect." ”

"'Real' and 'realism' are different." "Maybe you think the things around you are very real, but if you wake up and regurgitate, you find a lot of mistakes," she says. Because the dreamer's consciousness is not awake, and any conclusion drawn by the unconscious consciousness cannot be trusted. ”

I asked rhetorically, "Is there anything more trustworthy than my own consciousness?" ”

As I spoke, I was also trying to retrace my own memories. As she said, even if you can't say you believe her, you might as well assume that she's telling the truth and start thinking about it. If I'm really dreaming, it's that I'm asleep; And if I fall asleep, when do I fall asleep?

Since I want to assume that time regression is a dream phenomenon, I will start looking back at the "first time" when time regression has not yet occurred.

And then...... A feeling of horror erupted from the depths of my heart.

I remembered that I first woke up on a train to Nameless Mountain. I was dozing off and then woken up to the sound of the train's radio – but what about earlier?

Where did I board the train from? What are you doing before boarding the train? Can't remember...... I can't even remember if there were more or fewer people in the carriage. After all, why did I go to Nameless Mountain? I remember this as a way to resolve the knot in my heart five years ago. And I've had weird dreams lately, not just once, but over and over again...... How many times have I had this weird dream? How long does "recent" mean? One month? Two months? I can't even say the vague time.

I couldn't help but look at the young girl in front of me. By the way, the first time I saw her face was from the photo given to me by the owner of the shop at the foot of the mountain. What does the shopkeeper look like? It seems to be a man, young or middle-aged, or old? I can't recall it at all, and I was convinced of the phenomenon of time rewind from my interactions with the shopkeeper, so I should at least remember this characteristic of him.

I actually felt that the words she had left in my heart were about to break free from the cage of "assumptions".

"Gaining your trust was harder than I had ever imagined, and I had to quit with little time left in my dreams. I'm sorry I didn't help you......" she sighed, "and one last word of mind, the Watcher is quite a cunning person, and she must have been the one who first described time rewind as a prophetic dream." In this way, even if you realize that you are dreaming, you will only think that it is a so-called prophetic dream, and you will not realize that the world itself is a dream. ”

She adds, "Also, you have to be aware that she is also able to intervene in your dreams. For example, you can set a reasonable identity for yourself, or add some new settings to the characters that appear in your dreams that don't contradict the old ones, etc. If it was at the stage when the dream was not yet formed, she might be able to do some more dramatic interventions, but fortunately, your dreams are stable now, so she can only do some harmless interventions. ”

"Suppose the blue bird is really the watchman you call it......" I tried to stop my inner wavering before asking the question I was most concerned about at the moment, "Did she know that this was a dream, so she sacrificed her arm to save me?" ”

"Sacrificing your own arm?" She thought for a moment, then looked at my weapon again, "She was hacked by this axe?" ”

"Yes."

"Whether it's fantasy or reality, once it's killed by this axe, it's really destroyed. Even in a dream, she must have known it all too well. She said, "She has kindness to you, and I can't deny that." But remember, imposing good intentions are sometimes no different from bad intentions. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, I noticed a noticeable change in her. But it is not a visible change, but an extraction of the intangible. The alien texture that always hung over her and contrasted with this magical realm was fading. She seems to be slowly turning into an ordinary little girl.

"My time is up." She said with a blank face.

According to her insistence, she was going to "quit the dream". But it seemed to me that the ghost possessed by the young girl was about to sublimate.

It turns out that her so-called withdrawal didn't she quit with her body?

"Wait......" I called to her, "tell me your name." ”

"I don't have a name, so you can call me nameless."

The name is also too casual.

She seemed to have something in my reaction, and then looked at the axe in my hand, "This axe, now it's called the Siren's Blade, so call me 'Rensai'." ”

It's not much better than that, and if she says it, wasn't the Siren Blade the name before?

Without waiting for me to ask, Ren Sai said goodbye.

"Goodbye."

On her body, the strange feeling was completely gone.

The young girl was stunned for a moment, then suddenly looked around and showed a frightened expression. When I saw me with an axe in my hand again, my face became even more frightened.

She seems to have really become an ordinary little girl, and this reaction is not like acting. Whether Ren Sai's dream was true or not, at least it was true that she had withdrawn. I tried to comfort my young daughter first, but fortunately she didn't dare to run around, but just looked at me with trepidation.

"Your mom and dad are worried about you, I'm here to save you." I asked tentatively, "What's your name?" ”

"Rensai." The young girl cowered and said that it was the name that Ren Sai had just taken casually. Since this is not acting, it seems that you can only believe Ren Sai's dream statement. But I couldn't believe that emotionally.

I said as pleasantly as I could, "There are some beasts wandering around, I'm going to deal with them first." Can you wait on the tree first? I'll carry you up and come back to you. ”

She nodded timidly.

I sent her to the branch and stayed away from here for a while. Actually, I didn't know what to do, and according to the original plan, after explaining the "intuitive guidance", it was time for me to deal with the demons. But Ren Sai's presence disturbed my mind, and I was even more annoyed by the lack of my own memory that I discovered during my conversation with her.

Could it be that Rensai has done something to my mind? It seems that she has temporarily taken possession of the young girl's body in some mysterious way, indicating that she has the power of the realm of consciousness, and the reason why my memory is missing is what she did?

To reorganize my memories, I took out my phone and opened the notepad software to see what was complete and what was missing. First of all, I need a main axis, and when it comes to my recent experience, the starting point is nothing more than the disappearance of five years ago.

While reminiscing about the time when I had a crush on the front table, I used her as a starting point as the beginning of my story:

"When I was still in school, the front table was a girl with a sinking appearance.

"Smart eyes, clear voice, always fragrant on the body. I had a crush on her, but I was ashamed to talk about it.

"Who would have thought ......"

However, when I wrote the phrase "Who would have thought", I unexpectedly noticed the distortion at the beginning of this paragraph, and involuntarily glared at the first sentence. When I was still in school – what do you mean by "still in school"? It seems like I'm not in school anymore, but I'm not still in college?

Did I accidentally use inappropriate words? No, this phrase came naturally from my consciousness. It is precisely because of this subtle dissonance between one's own words and reality that it seems so glaring.

Could it be that I am really dreaming, and this discourse is a natural outpouring of my realistic consciousness?

At this moment, there was a movement of someone approaching in the distance.

Is it a demon? I was immediately on the alert. However, it is not the demons who appear in sight.

An exceptionally familiar figure gradually revealed its figure from the darkness, and it was a blue bird that should not have appeared here at this time.

She stared at me with an extremely unfamiliar look.