Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 108 Good people, may you find your value in lucid dreams

Chen Yan racked his brains, but still found nothing: "I really don't remember such a person."

He subconsciously ignored the girl leaning on his shoulder in the locked up photo in the apartment lobby of No. 33 Walker Street.

Claude Moon offered a rebuttal to what he said:

"It doesn't make sense, Yan."

"There is a book called "Dream Rules" in the literature of our Moon Family, which records that one of the underlying operating rules of dreams is as follows:
Only things that exist in memory will appear in dreams. "

"That girl with no face must first exist in your memory before being dreamed of by you."

"Or maybe, that girl without a face is pieced together from some fragments of elements in your memory——

Something particularly striking about her must correspond to something very impressive in your memory.

These things engraved in your memory appear in your dreams in a similar form. "

Chen Yan opened his mouth, but said nothing.

After reacting for a full 2 ​​minutes, he said in a suspicious tone:
"I probably understand what you mean."

"But, I really can't remember."

Claude Moon's voice from under the moonlight gave people an inexplicable sense of security:
"It doesn't matter, what happened in the dream is very easy to forget, only the [awake people] in the family of the moon can stay awake in the dream."

Chen Yan said: "You must be talking about yourself."

There was a smile in Claude Moon's voice: "Naturally, this is what I rely on to safely enter and exit the dreamland. If you become a member of the Moon Family, I will also help you train this ability."

Chen Yan smiled wryly: "You are really persevering."

Knowing that he rejected his invitation again, Claude Moon didn't force it, but said: "Then, before entering the dream segment, we face one last question."

He said a name that Chen Yan was very familiar with.

"Do you know about the eyes in the skull?"

Chen Yan nodded: "I know."

Claude said: "You used to see extraordinary phenomena through the spiritual vision camera, and this will not affect your [vision] and spirit."

"But if you go back to that dream, you will look straight at the extraordinary."

"Your [horizon] will be expanded by the extraordinary phenomena you see.

Your [consciousness] will be distorted by seeing unknown and forbidden things.

When your consciousness is distorted to a certain extent, the spirit will be eroded.

At that time, in your head, an intracranial eye that can directly see the extraordinary phenomenon will grow. "

Chen Yan asked in an affirmative tone: "What are the side effects of having an intracranial eye?"

Claude Moon's answer was rather terse: "You will drive mad by looking at taboo."

Chen Yan nodded: "Then, let's start."

Under the moonlight, the shadows on the ground began to boil.

"Lie down, recall the deepest impression in the previous dream, and start to outline the person you most want to see in your head."

"Keep reminiscing, Ah Yan, don't stop, keep reminiscing."

The person I want to meet the most...

Is it the girl in white high heels represented by the mosaic of snowflakes?

Or that "another girl I can't recall at all"?
Driven by Chen Yan's strong desire, he couldn't help drawing a picture like this in his mind:

In the blue sky and blue sea, on the side of the ferry boat, under the wide-brimmed bowler hat woven of yellow rattan grass, a girl in a light blue dress faced him sideways. The Sunflower Ornament Glitters in the Sunshine...

In the bedroom on the third floor of No. 33 Walker Street, what Chen Yan, who had closed his eyes, couldn't see was that a wriggling shadow covered his brain, and the tentacles extending from the shadow silently penetrated into the ear canal, nasal cavity and mouth.

An almost inaudible chanting appeared, it was Claude Moon's prayer to the Moon God.

The wriggling shadows cheered and jumped for joy with the chanting, until the moonlight pouring into the bedroom became the Milky Way connecting Chen Yan's forehead, and the shadows crawled around the Milky Way, as if they had completed a grand tour.

On the moon that Claude Moon couldn't see, in the sea of ​​bright tree flowers, the woman with a long knife in her arms opened her eyes.

"Good people..."

Her voice crossed the galaxy and appeared in Chen Yan's mind.

"Good people, may you find your value in lucid dreams."

Chen Yan's breathing gradually slowed down as the words fell, until they disappeared.

The moment the sound of breathing disappeared, the moonlight disappeared from the room.

The prayer is done.

Above the moon, in the sea of ​​bright trees and flowers, the woman with a long knife in her arms closed her eyes.

'There is only one last step left. '

Claude Moon manipulated the tentacles that the shadows had turned into.

The moment the consciousness wave frequency emitted by the shadow was completely synchronized with the brain wave frequency of Chen Yan's brain, the tentacles of the shadow penetrating into his brain suddenly trembled violently, dancing wildly on his face like an electric shock.

"What is this?!"

Chen Yan could no longer hear Claude Moon's voice echoing in the bedroom.

"Dreams are not the end of your consciousness!

What the hell is this?
This... is this [channel]? !

Your consciousness is connected to something!

damn it!What's over there? ! "

The eyeballs in Chen Yan's eyelids have begun to move regularly - this means that he has entered a dream.

"Ayan! I messed up again! That's not your dream! Come back!"

The moment before Chen Yan's consciousness completely fell into sleep, the shadow tentacles that penetrated into his brain exploded with a "boom".

The shadows disappear and the moon shines.

The squirming shadow left Chen Yan's brain in embarrassment, watching Chen Yan helplessly as he fell into an unknown sleep.

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Chen Yan opened his eyes and looked around curiously.

'This... is my dream? '

It was as if he was wrapped in some kind of container.

This container is different from normal containers. Although the space inside is dark, it feels very warm.

He stretched out his hand, and easily touched the wall of the container—the wall of the container was soft and full of toughness, like some kind of muscle tissue—he even pushed up the soft wall of the container with his hands.

Then, a voice appeared.

"Ouch!"

It was a woman's low exclamation.

He was so scared that he quickly withdrew his hand.

In front of him, the soft wall of the container seemed to be gently touched by someone from the outside—Chen Yan saw the shape of a hand, which was very big, even about to exceed the size of his entire body.

Chen Yan felt that his face must be ugly.

Because he probably knows what this container is.

The sound that followed immediately confirmed his guess.

"Good baby, don't bother mommy, let mommy sleep for a while..."

(End of this chapter)