In the courtyard, Zhang Dong's expression was complicated, and the woman was crazy and talking to herself.

The young man inside the coffin was expressionless.

How can this be distinguished?

How do you know for sure?

"I'm good at making fiction true, but what if I wake up and it's a dream?"

"It's hard enough to know if I'm not in a dream."

"Zhang Dong, who in the world can really distinguish between dreams?"

Zhang Dong shook his head, "No one can tell the difference, if our world is really a dream, then the moment you wake up, you can't be sure if you are still dreaming." ”

"Even if it's me, I can't tell."

"Dream thing, once you do it, it takes an extremely long time."

"If it's just a normal dream, you have lived in a dream for thousands of years, and you won't feel anything when you wake up, because you can't remember clearly."

"But it's not a normal dream, you'll remember everything, you'll remember the time, you'll remember the horror, when you wake up you'll be suspicious, you'll be afraid."

"Perhaps, you'll try what despair is."

Zhang Dong exhaled, "Most of this place may be false, created based on your memory, you can't be sure when you had the dream, if you can be sure, maybe it will be much better." ”

"Are you sure I'm really dreaming?" The young man looked at Zhang Dong coldly.

"Not sure, but most likely." Zhang Dong hesitated for a moment, "I can't tell the difference." ”

"I can't tell." The young man closed his eyes, "I really want to wait for death now, but I'm not convinced!" ”

The young man clenched his fists, and the sky suddenly turned blood-red, and the blood-colored clouds rolled, and there was a great tendency to rain.

"How do you know if you're dreaming...... the woman asked, looking blankly at the two of them.

The two were silent because they didn't know either.

"There's no way, no! You can only look at yourself! Zhang Dong's mood also fluctuated violently at this moment, and he didn't know why he was angry.

Obviously, everything is almost over, but it turns out that this is actually a world of dreams.

This means that his existence is meaningless!

"Yu Zhile, have you heard who Lin Qian and Yu Qian are?" The woman asked suddenly.

"I thought about it, so I suspect even more that I'm dreaming, but I'm uncertain."

Zhang Dong: "Who are they?" ”

Yu Zhile's eyes trembled, "In my memory, this world is actually a book, a very fierce book, you are the character in the book, a book, of course there will be a protagonist." ”

"The protagonist of this world is not me, it is Yang Jian, and you are the strongest existence in the Republic of China."

"Since there are books, there will be fandom, and Lin Qian and Yu Qian are the protagonists of fandom."

"As for why they appeared, I guess it may be because I have read these two books, after all, the writing is not bad, and the world is in line with the original book."

This is Yu Zhile's biggest secret, and only he knows himself.

But because of this, he was even more frightened, because he was afraid that all this was just a fantasy before he died.

"Haha...... You're scared, you're afraid it's all fake, it's all a dream you're having while reading a book called Mysterious Resurgence, or a fantasy before checkmate. ”

"I know why you can't believe it's a dream, because you're afraid that the moment you wake up from a dream will be when you die!"

Zhang Dong's eyes were full of hideousness, "Book! Book ......"

Zhang Donghu sat on the chair decadently like a deflated ball, and the first person in the Republic of China was at a loss at this moment.

Book, this world is actually just a book, if it's just like this, it's nothing, the most feared thing is that this world is imagined by someone after falling asleep, not created by that ghost.

"How can I tell the difference?" Zhang Dong muttered to himself.

The young man sighed, "So, I'm still alive now, and I'm not trying to die, because I can't tell the difference......"

The woman in white looked at the sky, her eyes were blank and dead, and suddenly she stood up, "There is a way...... Kill, kill everything, and everything will have a result. ”

The woman stood up and walked outside with stiff steps, Yu Zhile and Zhang Dong just watched and did not stop.

"What are you going to do? Is it completely sure that you're dreaming, or what? Zhang Dong looked at Yu Zhile and asked lightly.

"All try."

Yu Zhile looked at the blood color of the sky, "Use paradoxes to confirm the truth of this world." ”

"I'm going to make sure when I started dreaming."

"I want to make sure if I have the curse of the ghost lake and the ghost bride on me."

"If I woke up and was an ordinary person, and I was in the middle of a supernatural event, then I would probably die."

"Perhaps, when I wake up from a dream, it will be when I am completely dead."

"But it's okay, I don't care about that, I don't want to dream."

Zhang Dong nodded, "I don't have much time, but you can find me if you need anything." ”

With that, he stood up and disappeared.

This world is so desperate and rotten!

Yu Zhile walked out of the coffin, he looked at the world coldly, at this moment, his disgust for ghosts was higher than those disgusting living people.

He walked out of the courtyard and walked through the ruined town.

Huangliang has a dream, a dream for a thousand years, if you can distinguish it, it is not a human being, but a god.

But now that he is a god, he still can't tell the difference.

Is this real world really a dream?

Aren't dreams illusory?

How could it be so true?

He knew that ghosts could do that, but he still didn't believe that the dreams created by a ghost could make him grow without limits.

It is a substitute for human desire, it is the main way to release repression, to experience the fulfillment of this coveted instinct in the form of a fantasy. The fire of desire hidden in the subconscious is suppressed and cannot be satisfied due to practical reasons, and the impulse and repression in the subconscious constantly struggle, forming a pair of contradictions, and then forming a driving force.

This motivation leads the desire to find another way or to be satisfied, which is the dream. ”

In a snow-white research room, Wang Xiaoming, whose face was pale and slightly dead, looked at the uninvited guests who arrived and explained the reason for the formation of dreams.

"Normally, people can't recognize that they are dreaming, and some people have studied ways to deal with lucid dreaming."

"But it's not really a dream, it's a fantasy of a world."

"No one can clearly recognize that they are dreaming, it is impossible."

Wang Xiaoming pointed to his brain, "This place is very mysterious, I can say in charge that the mystery here is much higher than that of ghosts." ”

"Some people say that our bodies are three-dimensional, but our consciousness is nine-dimensional, and that's fine, but it's just space, because there's no evidence for that."

"You should know about Nightmares." Wang Xiaoming suddenly asked a question.

"Yes." Yu Zhile nodded.

Nightmare is an S-class paranormal event, and he has this killing rule.

"No, I'm not talking about ghosts, I'm talking about normal nightmares." Wang Xiaoming shook his head.

"To understand a little bit, it seems to mean that when the sleep nerve is paralyzed, the brain recovers from sleep and rest, and there is no time to reconnect with the body, causing the person to be half-asleep, half-awake, and dreams and realization are intertwined, resulting in a disharmony between the body and the brain. At this time, the muscle tension of the whole body is the lowest, so it will cause you to want to get up, but you can't get up; I want to exert myself, but I can't do it. ”

"This is called a nightmare, also known as a ghost press." Yu Zhile replied.

"A very standard answer, yes." Wang Xiaoming nodded, his eyes lit up slightly, he no longer wore glasses, and his appearance was a little more delicate.

"That's pretty much the case, the nightmare is actually pretty good, because it's just a nightmare, but I can tell you responsibly that when you experience a nightmare, you don't know if you're dreaming or not."

"Nightmares can be remembered clearly, but it doesn't mean that you know you're dreaming when you experience them."

"It's a self-protection mechanism of the brain, and the solution is okay."

Yu Zhile waved his hand, "I didn't come here to understand dreams. ”

"Tell me if there's a way to be sure you're dreaming."

Wang Xiaoming hesitated for a moment and shook his head, "There is no way, just like we are now, we are very awake, right, but you can't guarantee that we are dreaming now." ”

"Because there's no evidence."

"In dreams, we can't recognize it, because we will be restricted, even if we are awake and know that we are dreaming, it is because you see grotesque things, you see things that do not match your cognition, but many times, you basically don't realize that there is something wrong with it."

"It's just the case of ordinary people dreaming."

"But if it's a ghost......"

"I'm sorry, you're never sure you're dreaming, absolutely!"

Wang Xiaoming stared at Yu Zhile, "When the dream is extremely real and in line with cognitive development, then in your opinion, this is the real world." ”

"Normally, it's easy to tell if you're dreaming, you can see if you can feel the pain, but if the dream is too real, it's useless, and even if you die in a dream, you will die in reality, and the cause of death is brain death."

"Just like those vegetative people."

"Some people believe that the birth of a vegetative person is that their consciousness is trapped in an extremely real dream, unable to break free, unable to realize that they are dreaming, once he dies in the dream, then he will also be brain dead in reality, but the body is still alive."

"That's probably the case, I don't have a lot of research on dreams, most of my research is about ghosts."

Wang Xiaoming subconsciously pushed his glasses, but soon remembered that he was no longer wearing glasses, so he put down his hand.

"You suspect you're dreaming?" He asked.

Yu Zhile didn't hide it and nodded, "It's not a suspicion, but it's already certain." ”

Hearing this, Wang Xiaoming's eyes narrowed slightly, "If that's the case, then you're in danger, because if you're dreaming, you can't be sure when you started dreaming, because in dreams, your memories are basically false." ”

"The ghost that can create dreams should be something you encountered not long after you became a ghost handler."

"It's very difficult to deal with."

"You don't seem to care if you're a real person?" Yu Zhile asked.

"It doesn't make sense, I've studied foreign myths and I know a little bit about Azathoth."

"Whether the world is real or false doesn't matter to me in my dreams, because I'm not the one who dreamed."

"If you were the one dreaming, I would disappear when you woke up, but actually, did I really disappear?"

"Not necessarily, it's an unknown situation."

"Of course, there are also inaccuracies, maybe this world is all imagined by you, ghost handlers, and unkillable ghosts may all be created in your dreams, and they are all unknown anyway."

Wang Xiaoming's indifferent attitude made Yu Zhile a little silent.

"You're looking for the wrong person."

"But let me tell you one thing, if you wake up, you should immediately make sure that the information in your mind is reasonable, after all, it is not impossible to dream within a dream."

"If you're the first one to guess, then when you wake up, you might fall into another dream, and that dream will be extremely real, even more real than this world."

"In short, don't die in a dream, don't."

Wang Xiaoming's expression was extremely serious.

Yu Zhile was silent for a long time and nodded.

"By the way, people really can't recognize that they are dreaming when they are dreaming."

"It's going to be extremely difficult for you to prove it, you can't rely on human skin, because if you're really dreaming, everything that thing says is false, and its very existence is a mistake."

"You're dreaming, and everything in that dream is something you created."

"It's basically impossible for a dreamer to wake up on his own, so you can only rely on external objects."

"But if you're dreaming because you've been attacked by a ghost, you're not going to wake up, because you don't know when you started dreaming."

Wang Xiaoming said a lot in one breath, and now he says so much that he won't have a dry mouth, but he still has a little trouble talking.

So he paused for a moment, then continued, "You can be sure that you will wake up, but can you be sure that what you know is true?" ”

"People who fall into dreams basically never wake up."

"Yu Zhile, you may not be able to do it."

Yu Zhile closed his eyes, and after a while, he laughed, "It's really interesting......

"It's so interesting, I'm really not sure when I dreamed."

He stood up, "Is it in the hospital?" Or in Huai Village? ”

"Or maybe it's all just a fantasy before I died?"

"Or maybe it's a dream I had after I fell asleep?"

"How do I wake up?"

"Hahaha......"

Yu Zhile suppressed his laughter, "I really don't know! I don't know! ”

(End of chapter)