Chapter 8 Ghost
At this moment, Gu Xiuya froze in astonishment.

what happened? ! !

Why does the portrait of Davis appear in the real world?
Gu Xiuya felt a strong sense of separation in his heart, and the portrait in front of him left him in a trance.

He couldn't even be sure whether he was still in the long-term hallucination under the real realm, or was dreaming in a coma.

Is it true? ! !
What the hell is real! ! !
"what happened to you?"

Mr. Yan noticed Gu Xiuya's abnormality.

She noticed that Gu Xiuya's eyes were losing focus, his pupils were gradually dilated, and his eyelids couldn't help convulsing, as if he had been frightened.So he immediately raised his hand and slapped Gu Xiuya.

Snapped!
"Wake up! Hey! Wake up!"

She yelled repeatedly, supported Gu Xiuya's head, opened her eyelids, and prevented Gu Xiuya from falling asleep.

Gu Xiuya regained consciousness in a trance.

Only then did Mr. Yan heave a sigh of relief, and frowned, "What happened to you just now?"

Gu Xiuya didn't speak, just looked at Mr. Yan silently.

He didn't know if the warm living person in front of him was a real thing.

He suspected that everything in front of him might be an illusion brought to him after the reality came.

Otherwise, it is impossible to explain why the portrait of Davis appeared in reality.

It’s ridiculous.

It's so confusing.

Gu Xiuya clenched his fists to suppress the restlessness in his heart.

Mr. Yan touched Gu Xiuya's forehead and comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"I'm not afraid."

Gu Xiuya said in a low voice, "I just can't tell the difference."

"Can't tell what?"

There was some doubt in Mr. Yan's eyes.

"What should people do when they can't tell the difference between dreams and reality?"

Gu Xiuya whispered, as if asking himself, or Mr. Yan.

Mr. Yan frowned slightly, although he was puzzled why Gu Xiuya asked this, he still replied: "If you are dreaming, you can try to jump from a high place, as long as the drop is big enough, you can wake up instantly."

"What if after you jump down, you realize it's not in a dream?"

Gu Xiuya looked at the window sill next to him and asked.

Mr. Yan suddenly felt a chill.

This feeling comes from the scene Gu Xiuya described, and also from Gu Xiuya's obviously abnormal mental state.

Why does this child have such thoughts?
Mr. Yan didn't know what happened to Gu Xiuya, but she wanted to help Gu Xiuya.

After thinking for a moment, she said in a deep voice, "...if you're not sure if you're dreaming, I have a way."

Gu Xiuya looked up at her.

"Believe in the truth and demonstrate existence."

Mr. Yan slowly said: "An ordinary person dreams, no matter how real the dream looks, there will be no knowledge he has not learned in it. Because the dream is just a suture of past memories."

Gu Xiuya listened silently. Although Mr. Yan's method was not rigorous enough, it did make sense.

"Can you lend me your phone?"

He stretched out his hand.

Mr. Yan took out the phone and handed it to him.

Gu Xiuya opened the search software and entered four words in the dialog box.

advanced mathematics.

The result was quickly revealed, Gu Xiuya looked at it for a moment, and was sure that he couldn't do it at all.

The possibility of dreaming is temporarily ruled out.

But what about hallucinations?
No, no, it shouldn't be an illusion.

Gu Xiuya recalled the feeling when he experienced hallucinations before, that feeling was chaotic and disordered, everything in front of him was expressed in a form that violated the geometric principles, and it was impossible to be as full of rules as it is now.

That is, is all this real?
Did the portrait of Davis really appear in reality for some reason?
Thinking along this logic, Gu Xiuya felt much better.

He didn't think about what to do if he was actually dreaming now.

As Mr. Yan said, faith is the primary focus of getting rid of self-doubt and restoring normal thinking.

As for whether everything in front of me is true or not.
Before there is a real test method, before he finds a false omen, Gu Xiuya will only tell himself that it is true.

"You are very smart."

Looking at Gu Xiuya who had recovered his sanity, Mr. Yan felt a little complicated.

In fact, the boundary between dreams and reality is not as obvious as she said.

In many cases, the difference between the two is so subtle that ordinary people can't tell the difference at all. The end result of being obsessed with distinguishing the true from the false can only become a mental illness.

The method she proposed was essentially a lie.

A lie with a certain effect under idealistic belief.

Of course, she can be sure that what she sees at this moment is real, so it is not a deception in the final analysis.

"Let's get back to business."

Mr. Yan shook the pendant in his hand: "You reacted so strongly just now, have you seen this portrait?"

".I've seen it online."

Gu Xiuya said perfunctorily, and asked again: "Who is this person?"

"The first head teacher of the Esoteric Cult. [Armless Blessed One]: Finch Davis. The gold coin you took out was once one of the circulating currencies minted by the Davis family."

"What is secret religion?"

"It's just a bunch of fanatics." Mr. Yan said vaguely.

Gu Xiuya remained silent.

If all this is not a dream or hallucination, then the appearance of Davis is undoubtedly a clear indication that the stories in "Lieweiqilu" overlap with reality to a certain extent.

Gu Xiuya's eyes fell on Davis' broken arm, which was bitten off by running water during the transformation.

This is his influence in the story, but it appears in reality at this moment.

No, not right.

Story and reality are related, but the relationship is not simply overlapping, but
extension.

The story has been passed down to this day and has become a reality!

As soon as this idea came out, it was unstoppable, and quickly connected his previous knowledge of "Lieweijilu".

Many judgments were instantly overturned and re-established with more reasonable arguments.

Gu Xiuya felt a shudder.

That's not a story at all!
That's history.

The history of this world!
In it, he is like a ghost.

The ghosts that wander in history leave traces where they pass and produce results in reality.

Gu Xiuya's thoughts suddenly became clear, and his doubts about the authenticity of the real world dissipated.

As long as you enter the strange talisman again, everything will be answered.

"You seem to be thinking a lot."

Mr. Yan looked at Gu Xiuya: "Why do you know this person's name?"

"The Internet makes knowledge accessible."

"What is within reach is not only knowledge, but also value."

Mr. Yan had a cold face, a little unhappy: "Don't forget who almost died in my car last time."

"Mr. Yan, I'm not a kid anymore. I know what I'm doing."

Gu Xiuya didn't mind Mr. Yan's parental reprimand, but just said to her what he said before.

"If there is a God in this world, I must find Him and ask why he took my father away."

"I'll pay any price for it."

Mr. Yan was speechless for a while.

She suddenly remembered that the 16-year-old child in front of her had lost her parents when she was a child.

"……Feel sorry."

Mr. Yan sighed in his heart.

She tried her best to maintain the pretended indifference on her face, and pulled up the quilt to cover Gu Xiuya's bandaged left hand: "You rest first, and we'll talk about other things when we go back."

Gu Xiuya grasped her finger, and wanted to speak, but was stunned the next moment.

He felt the resonance.

Mr. Yan has something in his body.

Something like embers, but much weaker.

Gu Xiuya slowly raised his head.

"I know you can help me."

(End of this chapter)

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