Sister, stay away from me!

The face of the person in front of him was like a melted clay figurine, and the facial features flowed to different positions on his body, but each of them could retain its original function.

After Wang Huai took a closer look, the villagers took the bamboo hat back, opened the mouth on the forehead, and let out a deep voice: "See, nothing good will happen if you go in, absolutely don't go."

"We have to go in, please show us the way." Wang Huai said sincerely.

"Then go to the village chief, the village chief knows."

"Then where should I find the village chief?"

"When you sleep, you will have it in your dream."

After finishing speaking, the villagers ignored Wang Huai and continued to do manual work indifferently, regardless of how they called him.

Finding that the other party stopped talking, Long and Tiger said angrily: "This man is really rude, what do you mean by sleeping?"

"That's right," cried the dwarves, "we'll beat him up now."

"Stop arguing, people have already made it very clear. Prepare the bedding and let's have a good sleep."

He set up a tent on the open space in the village, Wang Huai arranged for Zhong Yue and Long to guard the place, and the others got into the bedding, and soon fell asleep.

Just as soon as he closed his eyes, Wang Huai felt that someone was shaking him awake from the bed, and when he woke up, he saw a few teenagers looking at him curiously.

Before Wang Huai could react, several teenagers ran out happily, shouting as they ran, "The new one is awake!"

Getting out of the tent in doubt, Wang Huai saw that his companions woke up almost at the same time, and they all looked around in confusion.

"I remember we were clearly asleep, why did we suddenly wake up?" Cen Quan fiddled with the stump on his chin in doubt, "And have you noticed that the scene outside doesn't seem quite right?"

Wang Huai also looked out and found that the scene outside was really different.

The village before was just a random combination of a bunch of meat, but now it looks like a paradise.

The weather outside the tent is pleasant, and the famine is in full bloom. The square paddy fields are full of rice, and the heavy grains are full of hope.

There are no insects in the sky, only the blue sky and the white clouds of birds, and occasionally you can see birds flying across the sky, which is peaceful and intoxicating.

Huixin has never seen such a sky before, and she has been staring at the top of her head since she stepped out of the tent, and said from time to time: "It's so beautiful, is this the sky? Why is it so blue?"

"Because the light is composed of different wavelengths of colored light, the blue light is caused by the easy scattering of blue light." Lian Wushuang said, poking his nose, "It's just like that after a long time. I'll do an experiment to reproduce it for you next time."

"Lian Wushuang, don't destroy this mood at this time, okay?"

Wang Huai was sure that he just slept in the tent, but he came here after waking up, making him suspect that this place is not reality, but a hallucination or dream.

Calling Xia Sheng, Wang Huai asked, "You are the concubine of Empress Yunlei, and you also have the ability to control hallucinations. Tell me, is this hallucination?"

Xia Sheng waved his hands in prayer, then shook his head and said, "It's not a hallucination, it should be a dream."

"This dream is quite real. Where's the tiger?"

Hu also woke up from the shock brought by the sky, looked at Wang suspiciously and asked: "Brother in charge, what..."

One punch smashed Hu's arm, and Wang Huai recovered immediately after seeing the opponent's arm.

After the opponent's arm healed, Wang Huai stared at him and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"How about we switch over and try?" Tiger said angrily.

"I even feel pain, this dream is really unusual."

Outside the tent, Wang Huai saw two lumps of sarcoma standing outside the tent, seemingly talking about it constantly.

But their voices sounded like bubbles rising from the mud of the swamp, and they couldn't understand what they were saying.

Staring at one of the tumors for a while, Wang Huai said uncertainly, "Zhongyue?"

Hearing Wang Huai's words, Cen Quan was startled, and couldn't help asking: "Master Wang, are you sure? How did Zhong Yue become like this?"

"Ninety percent sure."

"Ninety percent of the time, people who know the basics are different."

"Don't speak yellow accents here, Cheng Ji, help me make sure."

Cheng Ji walked over, stared at the sarcoid with her white eyes for a while, and then said, "That's right, it's Miss Zhong."

After confirming that the other party was indeed Zhong Yue, Wang Huai tried to write on the ground and express his thoughts with movements, but he couldn't convey them.

It seemed that after falling asleep, his communication with outsiders was cut off. Even if he knew that the other party was Zhong Yue, he couldn't convey his thoughts to him.

Hugging the sarcoid tightly, Wang Huai said, "Don't worry, we're fine. We'll come back after we finish our investigation."

As if sensing Wang Huai's determination, Sarcoma finally stopped speaking and stared at them motionlessly.

Although it is certain that they are dreaming now, the group also encountered a problem, that is how to wake up.

If it is normal, when you realize that you are dreaming, you should be able to wake up.

If not, let yourself feel some pain, and you will wake up.

But no matter how Wang Huai beat the tiger, the other party showed no signs of waking up. We can only confirm that they are trapped in a dream and cannot leave for the time being.

Telling others about the current speculation, Wang Huai concluded: "From the current situation, we have been dragged into the dream. But when we move in the dream, the real body will also move."

Pointing to the outside, Wang Huai added: "Besides, the dream and reality seem to be reversed. In reality, the outside is a world made of flesh and blood. But here, everything looks very normal."

"In the end, we are already trapped in a dream, so we must find a way to get out of here. So I suggest that our goal in the future is to get out of here."

Seeing that no one objected, Wang Huai clapped his hands: "I don't feel any danger here, so it should be safe here. Everyone, start exploring freely and look for various clues."

After arranging the task, Wang Huai walked directly to the bronze gate to find his suspect.

The previous bamboo hat man was the only one who could communicate with himself and understand his own language.

The other party must be someone who can communicate, and it is worth looking for it.

On the way to Tongmen, Wang Huai found that the people who locked themselves in the house before had all come out now.

Their clothes are simple, but they look quite laid-back.

A few-year-old child was lying on the window looking at him curiously, and the residents repairing the fence at the door also showed a friendly smile to Wang Huai.

If he didn't know the truth about this place, Wang Huai really thought it was a good place.

Beside the heavy copper door, Wang Huai saw the old man he had talked with before.

In reality, the other party has been creating something with bones and invisible flesh.

But in the dream, Wang Huai saw that the other party was weaving bamboo strips, humming a little song from time to time, and he looked no different from an ordinary old man.

Walking to the old man, Wang Huai asked, "Grandpa, are you the village chief?"

Putting down the bamboo strips, the old man took off his cloak and turned around, showing a kind smile: "Yes, I am."

"I would like to know……"

Before Wang Huai finished asking, the old man rubbed his shoulders and said weakly: "Oh, my shoulders feel sore when I'm old, can you do me a little favor? I don't ask much, just clean up the yard. gone."

Looking at the yard full of weeds, Wang Huai didn't talk nonsense, rolled up his sleeves and started to work.

While working, he was thinking about what these weeds correspond to in reality, but after thinking about it for a while, he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Some things are better not to know too thoroughly.

When Wang Huai was working, the old man was lying on the reclining chair knocking on Erlang's legs, with a bong in his hand.

Seeing Wang Huai's movements, the old man praised: "I thought you were a young master, but I didn't expect you to be a good hand at work."

"I've done it before, luckily I haven't forgotten."

"Okay, let's do more."

Gathering the weeds together, Wang Huai wiped off the sweat from his brow, and asked casually, "What's your old man's name?"

"It's sticky. It's a bit strange, right? When I make a sound, I cry very strangely. My father was woken up by me more than a dozen times a night, and finally he was annoyed and named me this."

Wang Huai was taken aback for a moment, turned his head to look at the other party, and vaguely found some familiar feeling from the other party.

Smiling, Wang Huai said: "Then have you heard of Empress Yunlei?"

"No, what's the matter, is there anything special about this god?"

"Well, if you encounter any troubles in the future, just pray to Empress Yunlei."

After praying, you will turn into worms and begin to believe in Empress Yunlei wholeheartedly, and survive this catastrophe.

Afterwards, Empress Yunlei will be transformed into a righteous god, thus setting the stage for her next encounter with Wang Huai.

The effect of turning fruit into cause appeared again, allowing Wang Huai to act as a link, linking the elder Cicada of later generations with him now.

After cutting the weeds in half of the yard, the village chief tapped the tobacco rod on the ground and said to Wang Huai, "It's ok, let's take a rest. I can probably guess what you want to ask, and the work is almost enough."

He took out some wild fruits from the back room, and the old village head placed them in front of Wang Huai.

Finding that Wang Huai didn't dare to move, the old village chief smiled: "Don't worry, this thing is the same in reality. There are not many such things, but there are still some after all."

Wang Huai then put the wild fruit into his mouth, feeling sour and astringent, not something delicious.

However, the old village chief carefully put the wild fruit into his mouth as if he was looking at some delicacies, and chewed it carefully mixed with his saliva.

A wild fruit fell into his stomach, and the old village chief said with emotion: "There are very few things here. If I didn't feel that you and I are destined, I wouldn't want to entertain you."

"It's really a fate."

"Okay, for the sake of helping me separate the weeds in half of the yard, if you have any questions, just ask quickly."

Pointing to the surroundings, Wang Huai asked, "What's going on in this village?"

"It's a long story, why don't you help me clean up the yard again, and let's talk while cleaning up?"

Wang Huai did not refuse, rolled up his sleeves and continued working.

Beside him, the old village head shook his legs and said, "More than two years ago, a group of people came here, led by a young man named Wen Ruo, who said they wanted to enter the ruins and look for the things inside."

"We entertained each other. At that time, we kept moving with the ruins. After all, there were no bugs near the ruins. Although it was a bit difficult, we could barely survive."

"There were quite a lot of people who entered the ruins before, but almost no one came out. But that kid Wen Ruo can do it. Looking at Wen Wen quietly, he is actually a tough guy who is rare in a hundred years. Although he didn't come out, but His companion is out."

"A very tall guy carried the coffin and left, and a guy who had rotted into a pile of mud stayed behind. She asked us to help erect the bronze door, and then told us to bury her in the ground. If she can't survive , ate her flesh, and died afterwards.”

"As she said, it didn't take long before we couldn't live longer. There was less and less food, and there were more and more monsters around. In the end, we had no choice but to eat her meat. The next day after eating , and we find the world has changed.”

"Everything that used to come back, the sky is blue, the water is clear, crops can grow in the fields, and the days are getting better and better."

Although what he said was a good thing, there was no smile on the old village head's face, and even the smoke he exhaled was full of melancholy.

Recalling the characteristics of the elders, Wang Huai asked: "But you are an exception, aren't you?"

The old village chief looked at Wang Huai in surprise: "I didn't tell you how you figured it out. You boy, you look pretty, but you are actually a ghost. That's right, I am different. I don't know if it is Because I was the first to eat that meat, I have always had two worlds in my eyes."

After thinking about the wording, the old village head said: "One world is beautiful, and the other is full of meat. The people in front of me also have two appearances, one is very normal, and the other is full of rotten meat. These two worlds overlap. It makes me unable to live in peace. If all I see is rotten meat, I can just go. If what I see is a dream, I can also deceive myself and live with other people."

Sighing sadly, the old village chief said helplessly, "But why is it right in the middle?"

"The sorrow of the cynic."

"What do you mean?"

"It's when you realize that you're not people, you're a pack of dogs. Your companions still think they're dogs, but you alone realize you're not. It's a sad feeling because there's no way out, either by going with the flow or by fighting .”

"Yeah, there's really no way."

After a while with the old village head, Wang Huai asked, "Then do you know how to leave the dreamland and how to find the key to the door?"

"These two things are actually one thing. The person who came out of it said that when we eat her meat, she will be resurrected. If anyone wants to enter the ruins, just find her. This is her If you can't even pass this trial, then it is impossible to explore this ruin."

"Where is she then?"

"I don't know." The old village chief sighed, "I really don't know."