No one knows transmigration better than me!

Chapter 230

Falling asleep is not easy.

But Ning Luo didn't have the ability to actively use Taoism.

He can only presume it as his passive skill.

Falling asleep, weaving dreams, killing people in dreams.

Speaking of which, Ning Luo's sleep disorder before crossing has always been quite serious.

Even if you take melatonin and keep your eyes closed, it takes an average of three to four 10 minutes to fall asleep successfully.

So in terms of self-hypnosis, he is quite experienced.

Lie down first, choosing a position that won't tax your body.

Then ease the brows, make sure that the facial features are relaxed and not forceful.

Finally recall the hypnotic white noise.

It was an even, circular, slight noise.

For example, the sound of the pattering rain, the crisp sound of the breeze blowing through the bamboo curtains, the rustling of forest leaves, and the gurgling water. The cycle goes on and on.

Then, dream.

When he opened his eyes again, Ning Luo looked around, but saw that he was standing on a steel frame of an organ, and beside him was a towering steel pillar.

The steel frame is like an arm. Standing on the steel frame, you can look around the surrounding scenes. It is far less convenient than the modern ladder, but at least it is also a manifestation of the development of mechanism skills.

This is the forge, this is a dream.

Ning Luo is back.

Falling into the dream again, Ning Luo did not act rashly, but carefully observed the situation.

The mouse below did not know when it lost its long hair and turned back into a craftsman.

He held the shovel in his hand, scratched the back of his head, and looked around inexplicably.

But in the end nothing came of it.

The craftsman put the shovel aside, hurried back to the kiln, and continued his work.

Until then, Ning Luo breathed a sigh of relief.

Become!

No one would have thought that this world, which is called a fantasy by the traversers, is their real trump card!
After returning to the dreamland, Ning Luo had a clearer understanding of his abilities.

First of all, it can be confirmed that this dream is not his dream.

It is the embodiment of Taoism.

Dreams and the world, artisans and rats, correspond to the virtual and the real.

Ning Luo is not the creator of the virtual world, but the walker of the virtual and the real.

With the help of his innate ability, he can shuttle between dreams and the world, and even interfere with reality!

That shovel is undoubtedly the best proof.

Then it is obvious where the "strangeness" of the strange environment is.

The most special thing about this paradoxical land is that the virtual and the real are intertwined, and the real and the imaginary are intertwined.

Emptiness and reality do not exist at the same time, but are determined by Ning Luo.

When he is in a dream, he is empty.

When he wakes up and dreams, it is true.

So where he was when he fell asleep, he will stand in the corresponding position when he wakes up.

That's why the craftsman held the shovel and looked around in a daze.

The violation is not only because his position has changed due to the change of reality, but also because he brought back the shovel!

This time the shovel was not in Ning Luo's hands, but he still returned to the dreamland.

This shows that the virtual reality of the deceitful world is entangled in everything, and Ning Luo only needs to gently pluck the dry string to create ripples between the virtual and real worlds.

He is not a dream maker, but a dream weaver.

His ability is to weave dreams that already exist, including this world.

Or to be more precise, his real ability is to transcend reality, which is his identity as a "man in the narrow room".

the reason is simple.

Because the craftsman in the dream turned into a rat ghost after waking up.

And Ning Luo in the dream is still Ning Luo after waking up, he has not changed.

So Ning Luo's dream was just a switch to switch the world, but he didn't change people.

He is not a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou, nor Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly, he is just a special existence that can observe both at the same time.

Everything is clear.

Then he really needs to rely on the power of ghosts and gods?

Ning Luo felt that it might not be necessary.

He carefully stepped down from the steel frame and picked up the shovel that was just thrown aside by the craftsman.

If you want to return to Ling Village, you need to find the gatekeeper Wei Wei.

But the crypt is relatively special, because although the rats are not very strong, they are better than the number of them.

It is not easy to find the gatekeeper from such a large group of workers.

"There should be some clues."

"The old Zhang who proposed to discard the black gold was already beaten to death by me at the very beginning."

"So, the gatekeeper isn't the source of the scourge of this forge?"

"Well"

Ning Luo leaned against the pillar, rubbed his chin, frowned and thought deeply.

There are only two possibilities for the identity of the gatekeeper.

One is the most critical person in the plot.

The second is the one with the strongest strength in Weirdness.

After all, it is called the King of Deception on the forum, so it is reasonable that it is the strongest.

No matter how perfunctory this realm of fiction and reality is, the key to cracking it will not be placed on ordinary porters.

"Perhaps Lao Zhang is not the culprit."

"Why don't you get involved first and inquire about it."

Ning Luo pondered, retrieved his cart, and returned to his post.

He was transporting a cart of black gold ore, and tried to walk out of the workshop in a straight line, but found that he couldn't do it.

There is no invisible barrier blocking his progress.

Instead, whenever Ning Luo pushed open the door at the edge, he would return to the other side of the forge.

This is a path that is constantly reciprocating and cyclical, and there is no possibility of leaving.

"That narrows the scope."

Ning Luo was not surprised, but calmly pushed the cart back to the stone pile of the black gold mine.

Now there are actually very few workers left in the forge.

The rest are hard bones that Ning Luo has not been able to solve before.

The mechanics of dreams are simple.

Although Ning Luo could kill, he could only hit the sap, and he had to kill with one blow.

Once someone reacts, the nightmare will be awakened, and the dream state will be released instantly.

In addition, the time of dreaming is also limited.

If Ning Luo has been unable to find the gatekeeper, the worker in the dream will recognize his identity as a rat and start hunting Ning Luo.

This is "lucid dreaming".

The reason why the car overturned in the kiln before was because the movement of Ning Luo lifting the shovel was projected onto the furnace wall, thus being noticed by the caster.

And beside the hill where the ore was piled up, because there were too many people, and there were two foremen standing on the steel frame to help carry the black ore, Ning Luo couldn't find a chance to do it.

Ning Luo pushed the cart back to the Black Mountain.

This time there was no one else around, just the two foremen on the steel frame.

Seeing that Ning Luo came back hastily without unloading, the foreman frowned: "What do you mean, you haven't done anything for a long time, what are you doing when you come back?"

Ning Luo had been prepared for a long time, and with a mournful face, he said wronged: "I, I just now, someone told me to dump this cart of black mines into the pit, but, but I dare not"

The foreman looked around nervously, gritted his teeth and said to himself: "Tsk, how can you tell such an unfamiliar face about such an important matter? What if?"

The foreman didn't continue, as if he was not at ease with Ning Luo.

But Ning Luo obviously knew about the pit.

Now the foreman was in a dilemma, he didn't know whether he should finish his speech, let alone whether Ning Luo was reliable or not.

You've joined the gang, so it won't work if you don't make it clear.

But Ning Luo obviously looked timid and timid, and it was difficult to make a big deal.

He hesitated again and again, and finally said with a cold face: "You first pour this car of black ore into the furnace, and come back to me after emptying, or you can come to me at night, I have something to tell you."

Ning Luo nodded heavily, and tremblingly pushed the cart away.

But I will definitely not come back when I come back.

Because of the answer, he has found it.

He deliberately acted so timidly, just to see the foreman's reaction.

The foreman hesitated to speak, but he was clearly not worried about Ning Luo leaking the secret.

This shows that Ning Luo can't do anything wrong, and there are still people on top of him.

And his panic is obviously not due to Ning Luo, but what taboos?
In other words, for fear of punishment.

The person who can make the foreman jealous is obviously the deacon who guards the furnace.

(End of this chapter)