this is not a joke

Chapter 578 Consciousness Grafting
Looking at the door of the living room that was always open, Wei An turned his head to look at the bedroom he walked out of.

The memory of just now is coming back little by little.

He remembered that he was not sleeping as usual at this moment, but was in the dark space, surrounded by the aragonite solution.

I should have fallen asleep, so I entered here.

In this dream, Wei An still remembered that the black and white girl had reminded him that it probably meant that the dream came from mental damage, and part of the reason for the weirdness here was related to the world of ghost stories.

In other words, Wei An's dream at this moment is a bit like that dark space, in the gap between ghost stories and the human world.

But the difference is that this world belongs to Wei'an. Although some weird occurrences cannot be avoided, it's like the operation of a world. After the rules are met, there will always be some events and objects that will naturally appear.

"Could it be that this dream is similar to the birth of a strange story?!" Wei An suddenly had this thought.

Perhaps the earliest ghost stories started to grow in this way, and finally they slowly left someone's dream, and generated self-awareness through rules, and then began to evolve.

Although so far, Wei'an has known the conditions for the survival of ghost talks, because the rules are alive, if it wants to survive and evolve, it will define and issue various tasks by itself, and then attract participants to ensure its own survival.

Now it seems that this is similar to a dream.

If there is no participant, the existence of this dream is meaningless.

While pondering, Wei An walked to the door of the living room and looked outside.

He still remembered being chased by weird things on the stairs the last time he was here, but now he saw nothing.

Not only is there no weirdness, there is no sound at all, which means that there may be no moving objects in this world.

After a while, Wei An walked downstairs along the stairs.

He remembered that the last time he opened the door here, so that Lin Rui had contact with himself on the other side of the strange talk, that time was his breakthrough in this dream.

But that time, because the sleeping place was not at home, but in the dormitory of the unit, the door of the room was also different.

But this has no effect on the current exploration.

And this time.

Wei An quickly came downstairs and found that the door of the unit here was still open.

Outside the door was the same as before, as if a powerful spotlight had been placed. When he stepped out of the unit door, he stood in the community.

The strong light feeling also disappeared instantly, Wei An turned his head to look, and there was no one in the entire community.

In his opinion at the moment, if this is considered a ghost talk, then the coverage area of ​​this ghost talk is this community, instead of only covering his own unit building as before.

Wei An didn't go to other places, but walked directly to the gate of the community.

Along the way, the flowers, plants and trees were lush and lush, but I didn't see any living things except myself.

It's like a place that's just yours.

Especially without any weird appearances, and the feeling of tense nerves all the time does not exist.

In fact, the malice in Wei'an's mind at the beginning has been greatly reduced after encountering the previous strange talks, and even disappeared for a while. The whole person has become very Buddhist, and he will not get angry or angry.

But under the influence of the later mental trauma, the sense of calm without anger is also slowly disappearing, and some temper will return, but it will not be as influential as before.

Thinking along the way, he came to the gate of the community from time to time. Wei An looked up and was slightly taken aback.

What caught my eye was the fog that shrouded in layers ten meters outside the gate of the community.

This picture is too familiar to him.

After pondering for a while, he walked out of the community, approached the fog, and found that everything outside the community was covered by these weapons.

At this time, the words that the black and white girl had said surfaced in Wei An's mind.

"Your dreams still have a lot to explore, you have to take good care of them yourself."

Without further hesitation, Wei An plunged into the mist.

His eyes were covered by thick fog, and he couldn't see anything. He could only grope forward carefully.

Not long after, suddenly there was nothing under his feet, and he almost fell in one step.

Quickly took a step back, looked down, and found that this place turned out to be a cliff with unfathomable depths below, but when I looked a little farther away, I found that there was a city at an unknown depth below the other side of the cliff.

The city was bustling with traffic, and people could be seen coming and going, and it was prosperous.

After watching for a while, Wei An found out, and couldn't help but blurted out: "Black and White City?!"

It seems to be a coincidence, just now he just suddenly thought of what the black and white girl said, maybe the shadow of the black and white city appeared in his mind, but at this moment he saw the city immediately behind the fog.

With a move in his heart, Wei An retreated into the mist, his thoughts arose, and the mist in front of him dissipated again.

When he walked out, he found that he was still standing on the top of a mountain range, and what he saw condescendingly was the strange talk that had just been completed - the old house's sorrow.

And I was still at the angle of looking down, seeing the whole picture of this ancient house at a glance.

Not long after, a bouncing dot appeared, it was the Tale Boy.

This guy was busy in the old house, and seemed to be rearranging the old house according to Wei An's instructions, and he didn't feel that he was being watched at all.

Wei An took a deep breath, took a step back, and merged into the fog behind him again.

After walking a few steps in the mist, the thought of "Reaper's Choice" came to mind, and he took a step forward, and immediately saw this ghost story that had been abandoned.

He still seemed to be in the clouds, looking down at the entire Kaitan building, he saw a lot of fog covering the apartment buildings under his feet, and these apartment buildings seemed to be stationary, but they were actually moving slowly.

However, their movement follows a certain distance and regularity. For people living in apartment buildings in the fog, they just feel that there will be some weirdness between buildings, but they cannot know how this weirdness occurs.

"It turns out that this is the reason why you can feel the distance between buildings double every time you walk!" Wei An suddenly realized.

After taking a look at Su Ya, his mother, and the apartment building where the cursed corpse was located, Wei An withdrew his gaze and returned to the mist.

At this moment, he thought of the horror and strange talk that he and Pei Na had experienced similar to the [-]th floor of hell. At first, Lin Rui was the one who greeted them, so that the two of them could leave smoothly.

A thought arose in his mind, and when he stepped out of the mist again, a violent gust of wind hit Wei An, who almost couldn't stand still.

He found that his perspective was still at high altitude, but this time he couldn't see his body, only the perspective still existed.

Below is the big river that has been flowing rapidly, and floating corpses can be seen floating in the river from time to time.

His mind moved with his thoughts, and his perspective changed. He wanted to see what the end point of this great river was.

Soon a huge black vortex appeared at the foot, and those rushing rivers flowed here, poured into it crazily, and disappeared.

At the same moment, something suddenly approached from inside the vortex, and there were layers of gullies on the surface of the thing, and soon these ravines squeezed away, revealing a huge brown eye, looking in this direction from the vortex.

Wei An suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his eyes and a buzzing sound in his head.

He retreated subconsciously, and the fog behind him immediately surrounded his body, and the stinging sensation in his eyes disappeared.

"This ghost story full of hell...is it A-level?" Wei An rubbed his eyes and murmured softly.

(End of this chapter)