Although the old priest himself first mentioned the word 'dream', he was surprised when he saw Sherlock's reaction.

In the midst of surprise, there is also a clear excitement!

"You...... Did you really have that kind of dream? The old man's eyes lit up, as if he was staring at some kind of treasure: "Haha, I really read it right, you are that kind of person!" ”

"What kind of person?"

"That's the kind of ...... The kind of person who may evolve to the third stage! The old priest said, presumably because he was excited, and he began to talk to himself:

"After the gates of hell were opened, our world was actually affected by the world on the other side of the gates, and some creatures and items have undergone strange changes and have become items that must be contained.

In fact, people are ......

Speaking of which, in fact, the contractor is just the person who is affected by the abyss.

The deeper the influence, or the greater the perception of the abyss, the more powerful the contractor.

And almost all powerful contractors have had a dream....... Within the Holy See called it the dream of awakening;

In their dreams, they will encounter a strange creature, and this creature is actually their contract demon.

As for the reason...... I don't know, but some researchers have suggested that hell is actually a world where all the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of our human beings are materialized. ”

Speaking of this, the old priest shook his head helplessly, probably thinking that those so-called researchers were just talking nonsense, but it didn't matter, so he continued:

"In short, the sooner, clearer, and more frequent the awakening dream appears, the stronger these people's ability to perceive the abyss, which means that these people will become more powerful than other contractors in the future!

The more representative is General Patton, who is now guarding the gates of hell, and it is rumored that he has started awakening dreams since he was 11 years old, and the frequency is almost two or even three times a week......

And when he was 30 years old, he had already become a third-order contractor...... If it weren't for the fact that he needed to command the battle, but went into battle in armor himself, he might have killed more demons than the bloody butcher under his command who only knew how to kill.

As for Master Dante...... Haha, I really don't know what his awakening dream looks like, maybe it will appear every night. ”

Hearing this, Sherlock's brows began to furrow, and he fell into some kind of contemplation.

Until a few minutes passed......

"Well, I do have those dreams, quite often." He whispered:

The light in the old priest's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and he nodded with great confidence.

"Sure enough! Judging by your previous performances, you must be a gifted contractor.

Hahaha, this operation is really blessed by the Holy Light, and I can meet a wonderful young man like you.

So let's talk about your frequency, your clarity, and ...... What did you dream about. ”

The more the old priest spoke, the more he looked forward to it, and even leaned over to Sherlock's side, which made Sherlock a little embarrassed: "Uh...... If everything is as you say, the more often you dream, the higher the talent...... Then I might really be a genius. Because I have that dream almost every night. ”

As soon as these words came out, the old priest's heartbeat was like a sudden stoppage, and he sat up straight!

"Every ...... Nightly? ”

"Well, every night, I just got back to my apartment and I took the time to sleep for a while, and for a while, I could have that dream all over again.

As for the level of clarity...... It was so clear that I didn't even think it was a dream, I remembered all the details of the dream, the touch, I could even feel my breath and heartbeat clearly in the dream, and there would be no such phenomenon as waking up and slowly losing the memory of the dream. ”

Sherlock said truthfully, and the more the old priest listened, the more surprised and excited he became, and even the people stood up, and the infusion needle in his hand was ripped off, and he completely ignored it, just stared at Sherlock with shocked eyes.

"That'...... So what exactly are you dreaming about? He asked, in a voice that almost trembled.

"A room."

"Ah??????h

"A room...... White room. ”

Sherlock said, and then looked at the old priest with some blankness, because at this moment, the other party's expression was as if he had just suffered some kind of huge and cruel blow comparable to the death of his own son: "You...... I dreamed of a room?!! ”

"yes."

The old priest sat back on the bed, looking at the open space in the tent in a daze, and after more than ten seconds......

"Hahaha." He laughed suddenly, and rubbed his somewhat dry eyes with his hand: "Yes, I'm really old and confused, how can anyone enter the dream of awakening every time he sleeps, even Lord Dante himself, maybe not to this extent." ”

"What's wrong?" Sherlock asked, confused.

The old priest adjusted his mood that had just been up and down, and said, "When you get older, you will always have some unrealistic thoughts, but obviously, your dream ...... It's not a dream of awakening. ”

"Isn't it?"

"Hmm...... Because...... You're dreaming of a room. The old priestess smiled bitterly and said, "The dream of awakening will make people's spirits touch the contract demon on the other side of hell, so at the very least, you have to dream of a demon, right?

An animal, or like Sister Catherine, is a plant...... But no matter what, it can't be a room.

"Biology" and "space" are two completely different concepts. ”

Sherlock heard this, and fell into deep thought again.

He took out a cigarette and wanted to light it, but because of the rain, the flame could not erode the wet tobacco leaves, so he had no choice but to put the cigarette back in his pocket.

"You seem to have a point." He replied lightly.

"You don't seem so disappointed."

"Of course." Sherlock said, "I'm just a detective...... And I'm quite narcissistic, the number of contractors under the Holy See may now exceed 100,000, or even a million, and there will be no change for me alone.

So I'm not after that. ”

"And what are you after?" The old priest couldn't help asking.

Sherlock looked up at the slightly flickering light, which reflected some halos in his vision:

"Puzzle...... Something that people desperately want to hide. His smile revealed a longing that ordinary people could not understand:

"I may not be able to be one of those powerful contractors..... Power and wealth are not very attractive......

But if one day, someone in the world will swear by it: the current riddle, the entire empire, there is only the great detective Sherlock. Sherlock Holmes can be unraveled!

Then I'm sure I'm sincere...... Let's be happy. ”