In 1921, in the northwest of Qingyang City, there was a mansion on Fengshu Street, which was originally the Huang Mansion and is now Yuan Fangzhi's home, and the two sat in the Sanwei House.

Yuan Fangzhi had a serious expression on his face, listening to Zhuang Xinyan tell about his dream, he asked, "After Paul cried, how long did you fall into a dream?"

"A few minutes, or a dozen minutes, or maybe dozens of minutes?" Looking back now, it's hard to determine the time of falling asleep, but one thing is certain, I was asleep when the incident in the school building first happened!"

Zhuang Xinyan stared at the three jade bottles on the table, his face flashed with confusion, does it matter how long it takes him to fall asleep, he has already told Yuan Fangzhi everything in the dream, and he is still asking hard, what does he want to do!

"What time did you fall asleep, and when did Paul cry?" asked Yuan Fangzhi reluctantly.

"I only know that it's the middle of the night, and I can't remember the specific time at all!" Zhuang Xinyan was a little annoyed, he didn't have a pocket watch, how could he know the specific time, even if he had a pocket watch, he didn't have the heart to look at the time at that time!

"You said you were hovering in the stairwell of a school and saw a group of people in camouflage uniforms, escorting the Iron Sand Gang, who pushed the car up. Do you take a closer look at the photos and pick out the people who show up in the school building?"

Yuan Fangzhi took out some photos from his work folder and put them on the table, these photos were collected from the Iron Sand Gang, and they were group photos of gang members.

"The people in these black-and-white photos are indeed the same kind of people I saw in my dreams, and they are all members of the Iron Sand Gang. Zhuang Xinyan observed for a long time, took out a photo of Yuan Fangzhi deliberately confusing his vision, and said tiredly.

"You're lying! The people in these photos are members of your Silver Axe Alliance, you look closely, the fourth person in the third row from the right is you!" Yuan Fangzhi pointed to that position and said in an accentuated tone.

"What the hell do you mean?!Why are you teasing me like this?!" Zhuang Xinyan stood up suddenly, glaring angrily, his throat smoking.

"What do you mean?!You don't even know the members of your own gang, you don't even recognize yourself, are you embarrassed to ask me?!" Yuan Fangzhi was also full of depression, thinking that there would be a major gain, but unexpectedly, what he said was all dreams.

How can such a dream story be used as a factual basis and published in the newspaper, and he is also professional, and it is impossible to report the gang tragedy in the teaching building like a fabricated story based on his dream story.

What he needs is the truth, a clear time, place, and people, detailed and reliable clues, not the dream words of a minor monk in the Gathering Period.

"Hmph! I tried my best to tell the dream, and you actually thought I was lying! If it weren't for the sake of fish scales, I would have turned against you a long time ago!" Zhuang Xinyan sat down again, snorted coldly in his heart, quietly rolled his eyes, and said secretly angrily.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward, and the two were silent at the same time.

"Your dream is very similar to the scene at that time, how did you know that it was a school building? How did you dream about that school building? Have you been there?" Zhuang Xinyan took the lead in breaking the silence in order to ease the atmosphere, first affirming it, and then hitting it three times in a row.

"Do you want me to tell you that I am actually a time-traveler, I was in school before the crossing, whether it is a school building or not, I can tell at a glance?"

Zhuang Xinyan thought for a while, and said a little speechlessly: "I have face blindness, not to mention that those black and white photos are difficult to distinguish! As for how I knew that it was a teaching building, it was very simple, common sense told me!"

The second question, after pretending to be unconscious, as soon as Paul cried, he dreamed of the school building, and I can't say how long he fell asleep.

The third question, I never went to that school, except in that dream. ”

After hearing this, Yuan Fangzhi smiled, his heart was cold, he was also a crossing dog, why did he have to pretend to be a person in the twentieth century?

"You're a traverser, right?" Yuan Fangzhi was overjoyed in his heart, pushed a jade bottle, and handed it to Zhuang Xinyan.

"I know my old acquaintance in a foreign land!" Zhuang Xinyan picked up the jade bottle, opened the cap, smelled the smell, and said with a smile.

At this moment, the two saw the familiar era in each other, and at the same time silently thought about mobile phone control, cultivating immortal diseases, bowing their heads, and being unemployed after graduation......

""Small Hands Holding Big Hands"!" Yuan Fangzhi took the lead in reporting the title of the song.

"Walk and Walk and Disperse!" Zhuang Xinyan followed.

"Haha!" the two let out hearty laughter at the same time and hugged each other tightly. After a while, the two of them sat upright.

"You say, in the process, the car fell back several times, many people were crushed, the broken bodies stained the stairwell red, the wails echoed throughout the stairwell, the echo stirred around your head like a club, and your temples were struck by the echo and sunken.

The sound of the cheer is endless, and it shakes your trance head, and after a burst of pain, your suspended figure, holding your head and squatting.

From this point of view, you have also suffered from it, so do you know the identity of those people in camouflage uniforms? Have you ever seen them again after this? Didn't you wake up at that time?" Yuan Fangzhi patted him on the shoulder and asked.

"I don't have a clue about who they are, and I haven't seen them again. At that time, I was tortured to the point that I was half dead, but I didn't wake up from the nightmare, which is really strange!" Zhuang Xinyan also had a lot of confusion about this matter, but he replied truthfully.

"I ...... I've been to the site, and the staircase is exactly what you dreamed it to, so do you know where the car departs from to get to the school building?"

Yuan Fangzhi didn't have any hope at all, he just asked casually, but the next second, he looked at Zhuang Xinyan in amazement, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes when he looked at him, which made Zhuang Xinyan unexpected.

"If the car was exactly the same as the one I saw in my dream, I'm pretty sure it was from Yao Kee Roast Chicken Shop. Zhuang Xinyan was unusually sure.

"So how did that car get from Yao Ji Roast Chicken Shop to the school's school building?" asked Yuan Fangzhi.

"I was already pretending to be dizzy at the time, and I didn't know what you were talking about. Zhuang Xinyan replied.

"Didn't you hear anything unusual when you were outside Yao Ji Roast Chicken Shop?" asked Yuan Fangzhi.

"The cry, the unusually terrible cry, it smells creepy like a ghost crying wolf!" Zhuang Xinyan's face distorted, and he said in extreme pain.

Yuan Fangzhi was startled, and after exhaling a breath of turbidity, he patted the table and asked, "Who is crying? Who is crying in the middle of the night?"

"I don't know, I don't know, I don't know anything...... Ah!" Zhuang Xinyan let out a cry of pain, his body was crooked, and he fell to the ground, his face was bruised, his mouth was foaming, his limbs were twitching, his body was as stiff as iron, and he was completely unconscious, as if he couldn't withstand the stimulation and had an epileptic seizure.