In the university classroom, the professor was talking about the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms with great interest.

There was a sudden snoring, and the professor stopped, looking blankly at where the sound had come from.

The classmates also turned their heads with smiles, and in the corner seat of the last row, a tall young man was sleeping soundly on the table.

"It's him again."

"What's going on with Zhao Changhe recently, obviously a vigorous athlete? Recently, is this a tender wipe in the daily club, or are you reading spring and autumn at night? ”

A roommate replied wryly: "No, he has been having nightmares every day lately, waking up in the middle of the night sweating profusely, and sometimes shouting, making us all noisy." ”

"What is this, Ghost Upper Body?"

The professor shook his head, but he didn't wake anyone up, and calmly knocked on the podium: "Go on." ”

How did Zhao Changhe know that he had evolved to the point where he not only had nightmares at night, but also had nightmares even napping on his stomach in class......

The noise of the classroom lingered in my ears, turning into the chaotic sound of dreams, the sound of footsteps, shouting and killing, scolding, screaming, and the sound of the clashing of gold and iron.

The environment quickly changed from vague to clear, and Zhao Changhe knew that he had once again entered the dream that had been repeating itself for the past few days.

Every time is the same costume martial arts drama, in different scenes, the same bloody fight.

The familiar weight can already be felt in his hand, it is a heavy broadknife, about one meter five long, more than ten centimeters wide, Zhao Changhe must hold the long handle with both hands, because one hand can't swing such a heavy thing at all, even the hands are very difficult.

The first time I didn't have it in my dream, I was chased and cut with my bare hands, and I grabbed it by the nearby corpse in a panic, and since then it has been fixed in every dream.

Zhao Changhe is not sure if there is such a knife in reality, it feels too heavy to last, it should not be a conventional weapon, but it is at least especially useful in low-end dogfights, as long as you can swing it.

"Whoosh!" The sound of the sharp weapon breaking through the air came from the side, Zhao Changhe burst out, twisted his waist, and swept away with the heavy knife in his hand with the help of his waist.

The knife moves, the wind rises!

The attacker broke out in a cold sweat and subconsciously reluctantly put the long sword in his hand.

With a bang, the long sword snapped and its head flew up, leaving only a headless corpse holding a broken sword awkwardly, its neck bubbling with blood.

Destroy the wither!

"That's right, what kind of long sword and dagger also want to vibrate the broadsword? What a trouble......"

The headless corpse was sprayed with blood mist, and the bloody scene was extremely terrifying, but Zhao Changhe no longer had the discomfort when he first saw it, and he had the heart to complain.

There was a sudden sharp wind behind him, and Zhao Changhe's skin tightened instantly, and goosebumps came out.

There's a sharp sneak attack!

He subconsciously twisted, and a dagger silently brushed over the right side.

The fragrant wind blew and the dagger hit the air, a ghostly figure had reached the left.

If there is any fatal weakness of this heavy knife, it is that it is too sluggish. Zhao Changhe tried to drag the knife around, but he was already a beat slower.

The dagger slashed lightly through his throat, a sharp pain came from him, and the dream shattered.

The final image is of a slender and graceful body, chuckling away.

Zhao Changhe was furious: "It's you demon girl again, I'll kill you one day sooner or later!" ”

As soon as the words came out, I woke up, my throat was slashed, how could I still be so angry?

Zhao Changhe opened his eyes, and in front of him was a silent classroom, from professors to classmates looking at him strangely.

The professor was expressionless: "How did you get it with the demon girl, expand and elaborate?" ”

Zhao Changhe: "......"

The tragic social death is more painful than cutting the throat.

The professor had a showdown: "I've put up with you for a long time, and I'm standing awake at the door." ”

Zhao Changhe silently left the classroom, who was willing to honestly punish the station, and left directly.

He was never a good student who followed the rules, not to mention that his mental state was not quite right now.

Being on the bloody battlefield day by day, the mental pressure is like substance, sleeping is more tired than during the day, and if it goes on like this, the body must collapse. And this dream is very real, every time I am either hacked to death by a knife or cut my throat by a sneak attack, and I die of an unknown AOE, the palpitations and pain are real, and it can really drive people crazy.

When you go to the doctor, the doctor says that it is like playing a game or reading a novel, and it is recommended to stay away from the Internet, which almost means that you are going to receive electrotherapy.

But Zhao Changhe knew that he hadn't played games for a long time, not to mention that these scenes were not the same as those games he was familiar with, and only some elements were similar - martial arts fantasy things were not all swords, guns, swords, halberds, and couldn't be opened in Gundam.

Is the novel enchanted? But Zhao Changhe's novel secretly posted at the starting point hit the street miserably, and he has been a eunuch for a few months, and he hasn't even opened the starting point APP in the past few months.

Usually a good end in fitness, playing ball, or a member of the bow and arrow club, what a healthy lifestyle, why is this like this?

Walked out of the school gate in a hurry, the student street was relatively deserted during class time in the morning, but there were many dogs and men skipping class to go shopping and eating, a roast sausage you bite and I take a bite, Zhao Changhe rolled his eyes.

He just wanted to stuff the sausage into the witch's mouth.

In fact, there is no little jealousy in the heart of a single dog...... Zhao Changhe pouted and didn't look at the dog men and women showing affection, and suddenly turned around and got into the alley of the student street.

It's a dead end, and it's full of storefronts, and most of them are closed at this time. Zhao Changhe walked to the end of the quiet alley, there was a small shop open, the plaque at the door was written in black "Troubled House", and the door was marked with "Fortune Telling, Dream Interpretation".

This is a fortune-telling hut that has only been open for three days, and it is extremely low-key, but its reputation spreads quickly.

There is no other reason, just because the fortune teller is a woman and very beautiful. A group of animals waiting to be fed have been talking about it for two or three days, Zhao Changhe also came to see it when he heard the news yesterday, of course, the reason why he came was different from others, he really wanted to interpret the dream.

Walking into the store, there was no light on inside, and it was a little dim, and a short-haired woman sat quietly in a corner, sorting out the cards on the table with her eyes closed.

She is wearing a black ancient samurai costume, just like she came out of a martial arts movie, and she is indeed beautiful. Especially when the eyes are gently closed, it looks like a statue of tranquility. But Zhao Changhe looked at it and could only feel a kind of mystery and strangeness.

Can the average person tidy things up with their eyes closed?

"When you tell fortunes, you can still create a feeling when you close your eyes, why do you close your eyes when you squat in the house and pack up your things?" Zhao Changhe suddenly spoke.

The woman didn't raise her head, as if she already knew about his arrival: "Why can't it be because I'm really blind?" ”

"You don't even have crutches, who are you fooling?"

"I don't need to." The woman responded calmly: "It's you, who scolded me for being sick yesterday and came again today, did you finally understand that the sick person is yourself?" ”

Zhao Changhe: "Because what you said about dream therapy sounds too fake, if you tell anyone, who doesn't scold you for being sick?" ”

The woman said lightly: "That's not necessarily, I told others that several people invited me to accompany him to sleep...... I think you can probably find the answer here, why don't you have a girlfriend. ”

Zhao Changhe, who was slapped in the face, only hated that he had leaked too much real privacy yesterday to understand his dream, and regretted it, and said with a stiff neck: "Who is so rare to dream with you...... Anyway, you say this kind of thing, why can the expression and tone be so indifferent, like a robot? ”

The woman said, "You don't need any expression or tone to explain the facts. ”

Damn it...... Zhao Changhe directly changed the topic: "No matter how fake it is, anyway, I'm here to try it today, what is the meaning of this dream?" ”

"Ordinary people have lucid dreams like you that can completely control their behavior, and they are omnipotent in their dreams, and if you want to make the dream outcome, you should have had similar dreams?"

"Yes." Zhao Changhe felt that her words were starting to be weird, such as this "zhi", normal people shouldn't use "of"?

The woman continued: "But your dreams these few times can only control your own actions, not others, and everything backfires, right? ”

"Yes."

"You're stuck in nightmares, and the cycle goes on and on, because the unfinished thoughts in the dream are not finished. If you're done with it, you're out of it. The woman asked, "So what are you trying to achieve?" For example...... Win over an opponent? Slaughter all those present? Or just out of the fight? Or even to dominate the world? No matter how difficult it is, you need to think it really , otherwise it is meaningless. ”

What do you want to achieve?

Zhao Changhe directly passed a black-clothed figure in his heart, and blurted out: "Of course I want to kill that demon girl!" ”

The woman's calm expression twitched slightly.

"What? The sixth must die, is there a problem? ”

"Nope." The woman regained her composure and said slowly: "It's your business to achieve what you want to achieve, and I can't go in to help you, just let you confirm your goal, know what to do, how to end it, that's all." ”

"Since you can't help me, I still can't beat the demon girl after I fall asleep, go in and send it?"

The woman silently pushed over the cards in her hand: "Draw three." ”

"What is this?"

"The first one is to attach an ability to you in your dreams to help you fulfill your wishes."

"This is called a bonus gold finger?"

"After all, it's a dream, and it's not unusual to have anything special."

"Reasonable...... What about the second one? ”

"Decide where you start, not directly in the most dangerous places, can be prepared."

"This is good, this is good. What about the third one? ”

"Clues to where you got there, like who she really is or how to find her."

Zhao Changhe was stunned, and said strangely: "It's good to tell me directly if you have clues, why do you want me to smoke it myself?" ”

"Because I don't know what it is, it can only be solved based on the cards you draw, and you can think of it as divination."

Zhao Changhe glanced at the cards on the table, didn't say much, and drew three cards from the middle.

In fact, until now, he didn't really believe what the woman said, basically a dead horse as a live horse doctor, try it, if it doesn't work, he will be cheated for dozens of dollars, and he will be given to a friend as a crazy Thursday V.

Flip over the first card, the main pattern is a huge eye, and the card face has a blurred background, like a person's back.

The second is a jade pendant with a round carved dragon, with a golden background, like a palace dragon chair?

The third one is pitch black, like a pure black curtain, faintly revealing some gold, outlined into a god-like face, and it is difficult to see the details.

The woman was silent for a long time.

Zhao Changhe was also a little speechless: "Why are you still closing your eyes, you can see it?" ”

"This first one is nothing more than a back eye." The woman finally woke up and spoke slowly: "It can slightly increase your eyesight, and more importantly, it can let you see what is behind it." ”

You can really see it...... Zhao Changhe was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a little interesting.

What I hate most is to be attacked, isn't it a coincidence? Whether or not the woman deliberately explained it because she listened to her dreams, at least the eyes behind the painting were indeed the eyes.

Could this draw actually reflect your own subconscious?

"That'...... The second is the position? What does this jade pendant represent? ”

The woman was silent again, and after a long time, she suddenly said, "You won't know when you go in." ”

Zhao Changhe: "??? ”

The woman suddenly reached out and picked up the eye card, Zhao Changhe didn't even see the movement of her hand, the card was already pressed on his forehead.

The next moment, the sky was spinning, and Zhao Changhe disappeared, as if he had never existed here.

Even the eye card disappeared, leaving the other two on the table.

The woman picked up the last black card, sat quietly for a few seconds, and whispered to herself: "I can't think of it...... He can really pull out my roots......"

She slowly opened her eyes, which were as black as ink, like a barren night, cold and dead.

"Kill the enchantress? Scold...... I'll wait for you. ”