Lumian subconsciously looked around and saw familiar desks, chairs, bookshelves, wardrobes, and beds.

It was his bedroom, but shrouded in a faint gray mist.

Lucid dreaming? I'm having lucid dreams? Lumien's pupils dilated instantly.

Lucid dreaming refers to the ability to think and remember while awake despite dreaming, which is a fairly rare state that can be triggered with a higher probability by people who have undergone special training.

Previously, in order to unravel the secret of Lumien's gray mist dream and help him completely eliminate this hidden danger, Auroel had used different methods to create lucid dreams many times, but he was unsuccessful.

And now, Lumian somehow regained consciousness in the dream.

After a brief moment of shock and stunned, Lumian regained his thoughts and thought of a possibility:

"Is it the tarot card that represents the 'Seven of Wands'?

"The woman said that this card helped me unlock the secrets of my dreams......

"So, what it does is put me into a lucid dreaming state where I can really explore this area shrouded in gray fog?

"Hmm...... Compared to my previous impression, the gray fog seems to be much lighter now, a lot ......"

As thoughts flashed, Lumian turned to his side and walked quickly to the reclining chair, his hands propped up on the table against the wall, and his head looked out the window.

What caught his eye was not a familiar scene.

This dream did not recreate the village of Koldu in which he lived.

The most striking thing under the faint grayish mist was a towering mountain composed purely of brownish-red stones and reddish-brown earth, extending twenty or thirty meters towards the sky.

Surrounding the mountain is a ring of buildings, either collapsed to the ground or burned black, making it impossible to see what it looked like when it was intact.

From where Lumien was, they looked like ruined tombs, arranged in a nonchalant arrangement in the form of rings.

And the whole area, the ground is potholed, there is a lot of gravel, and there is not a single weed.

In addition, the fog in the sky was thickening and white, and Lumian had no way of confirming whether there was a sun or not, except that it was unusually dim, like a night with only starlight.

After careful observation for a while, he whispered to himself:

"That's all there is to the dream?"

This dream that has plagued him for many years, is the real state like this?

After a brief loss of consciousness, Lumian pondered more realistic questions:

"Where are the so-called dream secrets hidden?

"On that mountain, or in some ruined building?"

Lumian didn't leave the bedroom in any hurry, and entered the area, exploring the dream, still staying where he was, surveying every place he could see.

Suddenly, he felt a figure flash in the ruins of the buildings surrounding the peak.

Due to the fact that the house he was in was only two stories and not high enough, and although the gray fog was faint, the sense of presence could not be ignored, and Lumian was not sure for a moment whether he was hallucinating.

After a while, he exhaled slowly, and said to himself in his heart:

"Don't be in a hurry, be patient, don't be in a hurry, be patient.

"It seems that this dream really has a lot of secrets, it doesn't seem to belong to me entirely, and blind exploration is likely to be dangerous......

"Well, go to that woman early tomorrow morning and see if you can ask for details, and then decide what to do......"

In the midst of his thoughts, Lumian withdrew his gaze and prepared to escape from this dream and sleep peacefully.

But he was awake and didn't know what to do to really wake up.

After failing again and again, he lay down on the bed and tried to make his mind chaotic, simulating the state he had been in when he had fallen asleep.

Before he knew it, Lumien sat up sharply and saw the pale golden sunlight seeping into the room through the curtains.

"Finally woke up......

"Sure enough, falling asleep in a dream will return to that muddy state, and then you will be able to get out of ......"

Lumien breathed a sigh of relief and muttered to himself.

At this moment, there was a knock at the door.

"Auror?" Lumi was relieved, worried that something bad would happen.

"It's me." Aurore's voice was heard inside the room.

Lumian rolled out of bed, walked briskly to the door, grabbed the handle, and pulled back.

Outside the door was indeed Aurel, dressed in a white silk nightdress, with her long blond hair softly draped behind her.

"How?" She seemed pretty sure that Lumian had just woken up.

Lumian didn't hide it, and told Aurore what had happened to him.

Aurore nodded as if in thought:

"That card is meant to make you lucid dreaming......"

She then asked:

"What are you going to do next?"

Lumian gave an "um":

"Wait for a casual bite to eat, and I'll go find the woman and see if I can get more information and find out what she really meant."

"Yes." Aurel did not object.

She went on to say:

"I'll also write to people asking about the dreams you describe, to see what they represent."

Speaking of this, she glanced at Lumian's suddenly nervous expression, and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, I'll do some embellishment, and I won't throw it all at once, but I taught you the principle of step-by-step.

"Well, when communicating with that lady, don't force it, try to be friendly, it doesn't mean that we are afraid of her, it's just that one more friend is better than one more enemy."

"No problem." Lumian solemnly agreed.

…………

The village of Cordu, the old tavern.

As soon as Lumian approached the bar, he yelled at the tavern owner Morris, who works as a bartender. Bennet Road:

"Which room upstairs does that outland woman live in?"

The old tavern itself is the only inn in the village, with six rooms on the second floor.

Morris. Bennet is not fat, nor burly, like most of the villagers, with black hair and blue eyes, and the biggest feature is that the nose is always red, which is brought about by frequent drinking.

He was parish priest Guillaume. Bene's people, but they are not close, they belong to distant cousins.

"Why do you ask this?" Morris. Bennet asked curiously, "That kind of woman from the metropolis would look down on a country guy like you?" ”

He has a distinctly inquiring expression on his face, and has a strong interest in the abnormal relationship between men and women.

"Aren't you also a hillbilly and a barefoot?" Lumian scoffed, and then casually made up a reason, "That woman lost something last night, I found it this morning, and I sent it to her." ”

"Really?" Morris. Bennet expressed doubts about Lumien's creditworthiness.

Eight out of ten sentences are made up by this guy.

"Or else? Do you think she can take a fancy to me? "Lumian is right.

"Yes." Morris. Bennet was convinced, "She's in that room near the square, across from the bathroom." ”

After watching Lumian walk up the stairs, the tavernkeeper muttered as he wiped his glass:

"It's not impossible, sometimes people want to try new flavors......"

His muttering was just enough for Lumian to hear.

…………

On the second floor of the tavern, Lumian found the only bathroom in the dimly lit hallway, and saw a white paper sign hanging from the brass handle of the dark red wooden door opposite.

It is written in Intij:

"Resting,

"Do not disturb."

Lumian looked down for a few seconds, and instead of rushing forward and knocking on the door, he took two steps back and stood against the wall.

He was going to wait here for the lady to go out.

The previous wandering life taught him that when the opportunity arises, he must try to be extremely decisive, try his best to grasp it, without the slightest hesitation, without thinking about it, without caring about face, and without being cowardly and timid, otherwise the opportunity will inevitably be lost, and he will fall into a more miserable vicious circle, and when the opportunity does not appear, he must be patient, persistent, and restrain all discomfort from waiting.

As the minutes ticked by, Lumien stood there, not the slightest irritation.

If there were a bystander here, if it weren't for his occasional manipulation, I'm afraid he would have been treated like a statue.

Finally, the door creaked open.

The lady had changed into a long dress with light green and white trim, and her brown hair was fluffy and tied up at the back of her head.

She glanced at Lumien with her pale blue eyes for a second, then looked down at the paper sign on the doorknob, and asked with a smile:

"How long have you waited?"

She wasn't at all surprised that Lumian was here.

Lumian took a step forward and said:

"It doesn't matter."

He tried to keep his tone calm and appear less eager.

"What do you want to ask?" The lady said fairly directly.

"Right here?" Lumian looked left and right.

The lady smiled and replied:

"If you don't care, I don't mind."

Lumian had actually observed that Ryan, Leah and the others, who had also lived in this place, seemed to be absent at this time, and there was no one else on the second floor of the tavern except himself and the lady in front of him.

He organized the following language:

"What secrets are hidden in that dream?"

The lady laughed:

"It's up to you to answer, not to ask me."

She paused and said:

"All I can tell you is that you can get some supernatural powers there."

Extraordinary Strength...... Lumian's heart moved at first, and then he asked suspiciously:

"What's the point of the supernatural powers you get in your dreams?

"It doesn't affect reality."

The lady smiled:

"In the transcendent realm, anything is possible.

"Maybe, it really affects?"

The transcendent power I was searching for appeared in my life in this way? Lumian was silent.

The lady retracted her expression and added:

"I want to remind you that there is a lot of danger there, and if you die there, you will die completely."

Explore that dream where an accident will cause the real me to die? Lumian couldn't understand, but chose to believe.

This is the gray fog dream that has plagued him for many years, and the second is that his sister Auroel said that there is nothing wrong with being careful, and she would rather see the problem as difficult and think about the consequences as serious, rather than despise and careless.

After a few seconds, he asked:

"What happens if I don't explore?"

"Theoretically, there will be no consequences, no one will force you." The lady thought for a moment and said, "But I'm not sure if it will change over time, and if it does, it's much more likely to get worse than it is to get better." ”

"How much higher?" Lumian asked, "90% vs. 10%?" ”

"No, 99.99% vs. 0.01%." The lady added rigorously, "Of course, this is just my personal judgment, you can believe it or not." ”

Lumian suddenly struggled, and thoughts flooded his mind:

"I've been feeling more and more lately that dream is a hidden danger, and letting it go is the worst option......

"But if you really want to explore, the possibility of accidents without knowing anything is very high......

"Wait until Auroel gets some information from her pen pals before she tries to do it?

"In that case, Oroel will certainly not allow me to use the opportunity to explore dreams to gain supernatural powers......

"Isn't my investigation of the truth of the legend in search of supernatural power......

"That's too dangerous, it can really lead to death......

"Why don't you do a preliminary exploration on the edge of the ruins of the dream realm first, and don't venture deeper? This is also equivalent to gathering intelligence......

"Well, you can tell Aurore about those conversations just now, but you can't mention the possibility of gaining supernatural powers......"

After the thoughts settled, Lumian looked at the lady opposite and asked in a deep voice:

"Who are you?

"Why did you give me that tarot card, why did you give me the opportunity to explore that dream?"

The lady smiled slightly:

"I'll tell you when you've unlocked the secret of the dream."

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