If everything in the dream corresponds exactly to reality, then the dream is no longer a dream, and reality may no longer be reality.

"Yun Qianfeng, Yun Qianfeng, what do you care about? Don't you care about such deception? ”

Walking through the familiar streets, Yun Qianfeng stood by the lake and muttered to himself.

The Yun Qianfeng he questioned was naturally the self-consciousness in the jar that was blinded by a variety of consciousness feelings.

When I realized that what I was in was not real, the so-called dream became clearer.

"Jiang Yulin and several people are stunned in place like statues, they should also be trapped in this illusion, what kind of power can isolate people's consciousness so much?"

Thinking that the five people had touched the statue of the Linga-shaped god, and then thinking of Jiang Roujia's body instantly stiffening after touching Jiang Yulin, and then the shout of Qin Shuying, Yun Qianfeng exhaled and said:

"Eighty percent is because of contact with that strange stone statue, and indirect contact is not good, can a stone have such great power? It must not be a stone, it at least changes the frequency band that our brain receives. ”

"Then those dry bones under the statue of the gods, I'm afraid they are slowly dying in a dream, this is terrible!"

"It's too bullying to bully me a little human with the color of consciousness perception! How do I get out of this illusion and wake up? ”

He didn't want to turn into dry bones under the statue, so he closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, muttering in his mouth, "Self-nature self-realization, all beings are Buddhas, self-nature is lost, Buddhas are sentient beings", while walking towards the riverside railing.

However, he was stopped by the railing.

"Knowing that it is false, it still can't penetrate the so-called matter of this world, the prison of this consciousness is boundless like a sky net, so you can only escape the prison with your brain and jump out!"

Thinking about the torture he was going to endure next, Yun Qianfeng gritted his teeth, scolded and climbed over the railing, and plunged his head into the lake.

Behind him came the exclamations of tourists by the lake.

But Yun Qianfeng knew that those were all illusions, memories deep in his mind.

It's like the owner of the convenience store, no matter how vivid it looks, is actually a product of Yun Qianfeng's consciousness, he is formed according to the template of his own memory, in this world of sensibility and hue, only himself is alive, or everyone who enters the eye is Yun Qianfeng himself.

At the moment when his head touched the lake, Yun Qianfeng still thought in his heart:

"The self-consciousness is so easy to deceive, so it seems that the brain in the jar is feasible, and the consciousness is uploaded in the form of data, I'm afraid it is also feasible, but these two forms will lose their desire, right? Is a person who has no desire still a human being......"

The sound of water.

It was pitch black in front of me, and there was tinnitus in my ears after silence.

Under the suffocation, the dimethylamine in Yun Qianfeng's body, which was far beyond ordinary people, was secreted wildly, and his brain seemed to spin the FM radio switch, changing the receiving frequency band little by little.

Everything in front of him began to blur, and then there was an overlapping illusion, as if he was in the water, but he seemed to see a statue of the god like Nalinga.

At this moment, he couldn't move, for the first time in his life he felt such a real and terrible nightmare, all he could do was use all his strength to mobilize his little fingers to move, he knew that as long as he felt the slightest real movement, he could wake up.

The nightmare at this time is the last struggle of this trap dream, and it is also the struggle of oneself to the death.

The weightlessness of immersion in the water gradually disappeared, Lin Jia's image became clearer and clearer, and Yun Qianfeng seemed to feel a sigh, and that sigh carried a trace of remorse, as if in his ears, and seemed to be in the distant and endless dark abyss.

It is the voice that is felt in the heart, and it is never heard.

The sigh was far away, and Yun Qianfeng suddenly threw himself forward, half-knelt on the ground, and began to breathe heavily.

At this moment, he didn't have the joy of the rest of his life, but what he thought in his mind was "will there be my drowned swollen corpse in that dream".

The huge stone chamber reflected by the firelight seemed to ripple with flames from his breathing, flickering and shaking shadows.

He heard the sound of landing behind him, and when he looked back, it was Qin Shuying lying on the ground, his hands in a state of hugging and dragging.

"This woman is quite righteous, she wants to drag me away!"

He guessed right.

Qin Shuying saw that Yun Qianfeng was motionless, and his mind was not in trouble, so he directly rushed over to drag him out of danger.

And then he didn't move.

Until Yun Qianfeng suddenly pounced forward and broke away from Qin Shuying's hands, she lay on the ground because she had no support.

Fortunately, the dry bones under the stone statue were already tattered and shattered, otherwise the woman would have been stabbed to death by an unknown rib.

Yun Qianfeng didn't have time to catch his breath, so he hurriedly turned around and went over to carry Qin Shuying to the altar in front of the statue, which was high enough, so there were no broken bones and stones, and it was relatively flat.

There is a stone carved hand on the altar, the two stone hands should be clasped together to form a small space, there should have been something in it, the volume must not be large, but the stone hand fingers were broken, I think the thing was stolen by someone, or it was smashed by the rubble, rolled into the broken bones on the ground.

However, as soon as his hands touched Qin Shuying's body, Yun Qianfeng felt that the scenery in front of him flickered, and he let out a "" sound, and he didn't move again.

Looking at the unfamiliar environment and strange people around him, Yun Qianfeng, who already had experience, was sure that this was not his own dream, but someone else's.

In other words, there is a high probability that it is Qin Shuying's dream.

This should be a park, behind Yun Qianfeng is an artificial lake, and the bamboo forest is swaying not far away. He was standing on a winding cobblestone path.

He looked left and right, looking for the owner of the dream, but he didn't see Qin Shuying's shadow.

"Damn, I don't know where Qin Shuying lives! How is this going on? ”

Now ready to repeat the old trick, the brain escaped from prison.

However, as soon as I walked to the artificial lake, I heard a familiar voice talking on the phone.

"Xiao Zhen is obedient, follow Aunt Zhou to sleep, I'm working overtime, go back later, ......"

Yun Qianfeng was overjoyed, and hurriedly followed the sound to find it, and sure enough, he saw Qin Shuying sitting on a stone chair by the lake, looking at the small lake in a daze.

Qin Shuying turned her head when she heard the footsteps, she saw Yun Qianfeng, her eyes were obviously stunned, but she quickly turned her head to continue to look at the lake, and did not say hello.

Yun Qianfeng knew that this woman also regarded everything she met as a dream, and her heart must be empty, otherwise she wouldn't be sitting by the lake in a daze after work.

At this time, she was stunned when she saw Yun Qianfeng, probably because she felt familiar.

Yun Qianfeng was the same before, because when it was a dream, he would feel that those memories were a little blurry, especially the faces of the characters in it, he could only remember the feeling of being good-looking or not-looking, but he couldn't remember the appearance.

Qin Shuying sat on the stone chair, heard footsteps approaching, and then the man sat next to her with a grin, and involuntarily stood up and prepared to leave, she didn't want to be disturbed, because she was in a very bad mood now.

However, she was only halfway up when the man next to her spoke:

"Miss Qin, do you think I'm familiar?"

Qin Shuying was stunned for a moment, because she really felt that this person was familiar, so she nodded and said:

"Is there a point that we know? You were my patient before? ”

Yun Qianfeng shook his head, looked at the lake with a deep face, and said in a philosopher's tone:

"No, I'm your dreamman."

Qin Shuying sneered, shook the ring on his ring finger, and said:

"I'm married and my kids are six years old."

After saying that, he got up and left, not wanting to talk to this person who was talking to him.

Then she heard the man's voice behind her, pretending to be in a deep tone:

"Donor walk slowly, there is a small dansha mole on your inner thigh, which is round in shape, like the size of a sesame seed......"

Qin Shuying was shocked and frightened, thinking of the location of his mole, he was so ashamed and angry, and he didn't know where the courage and strength came from, so he rushed towards Yun Qianfeng.

"Smack!"

There was a crunch.

Yun Qianfeng, who was still shaking his head and talking about other people's privacy, felt his head hurt for a while, and his face hurt.

"Isn't that right? Isn't it supposed to ask how I know? No matter how bad it is, you should ask me how much money I'm going to pay, right? ”

After saying this, Yun Qianfeng saw Qin Shuying's calm eyes, and his heart was happy, thinking that she had understood, and then he heard Qin Shuying say:

"How much do you want? The negatives have to be ...... to me."

Yun Qianfeng silently lit a cigarette.