Hades sequence

Chapter 147 Reading Memory (Please subscribe)

Memories are known to others.

The key thing to know is a real ghost, even a ghost with a very high level of terror among ghosts.

God knows what will happen if the ghost assimilates his memory.

Time seemed to slow down at this moment, Jiang Jiuguo thought a lot.

Are the curses of the white cloth female ghost assimilating each other?Memory forced to share?What will happen.

Now it is just taking away the insignificant memories of his childhood. Whether it will take away other follow-up memories, there is a high probability that it will, after all, the curse has not been eliminated.

The white cloth female ghost cursed that he shouldn't sleep anymore, but he couldn't do it. Maybe he could continue to be promoted later, but that would have to be done later. He still needed to sleep in a short time, otherwise his mental state would not last.

Why have I entered the dream several times before, and entered it again today? What is the reason?Is it because of the number of sleeps?The more the curse of the white cloth female ghost is triggered each time, after reaching a certain number of times, the curse accumulates to enter?
Not impossible.

Is it possible to avoid dreaming by reducing the number of sleeps?

As long as he doesn't enter the dreamland, can he prevent the curse of the white cloth female ghost from assimilating him and read his memory?
Thoughts of waiting and so on flooded his brain like a floodgate.

Jiang Jiuguo could not draw an accurate conclusion from any of the questions.

It's not that he's stupid.

But he didn't have much time to think at this time.

These ideas just popped up.

The white cloth covering the female ghost's face in front of her eyes fluttered under the action of the white cloth female ghost pinching her face.

The rough touch of the white cloth on the tip of his nose quickly brought him back to his senses.

Same time.

The white cloth female ghost made a new move, she slowly stepped back, the little finger of the hand that pinched his face raised her orchid finger, and lightly covered it in front of Bai Bu's mouth.

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Jiang Jiu was frightened for a while, and sure enough, the white cloth female ghost was reading his memory.

It's covering its mouth and laughing now is the way that Huadan used to pinch his face when he was a child.

"Can't let it read my memory."

Jiang Jiuguo made a judgment instinctively without thinking about it.

The memory of Huadan is dispensable to him, it is not an important memory, but if the memory about his family is read, the consequences are unimaginable.

"I remember Huadan pinching my face, and what else did she do afterwards."

Jiang Jiuguo tried to stay calm.

At this time, it is useless to be more panicked. It will only make you confused. You must calm down before you can effectively think of solutions.

The female ghost in white cloth was reading his memory, and he was also recalling the same memory.

In a few seconds.

Jiang Jiuguo recalled the follow-up of Huadan's memory when she was a child.

"Hua Dan invited me to eat a pastry after that. I remember she made the pastry herself. It was quite delicious. Mom said it was sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

A thought here.

"..."

Jiang Jiuguo's left eye couldn't help twitching, feeling creepy.

That memory isn't scary, it's sweet.

Because being pinched on the face by the beauty Huadan and being fed pastries by her own hands, it is simply the dream that a grown-up man wants to live when he was a child.

But the premise is that the target is a beautiful actress.

He couldn't help but look at the white cloth female ghost.

Once the white cloth ghost reads the follow-up memory, you don't need to think about it. The white cloth ghost will look like Huadan, and repeat what Huadan did to him. In other words, the white cloth ghost will feed him the cakes she made herself.

This is not a good thing.

The white cloth female ghost can perfectly reproduce Huadan's movements, but it is not Huadan after all.

The movements can be reproduced, but the body is still that of a white cloth ghost. Jiang Jiuguo knew this when he touched his face and felt the cold touch.

A ghost cooks food for people, or feeds it with his own hands... Just thinking about it makes people shudder.

"Can the cakes made by ghosts be eaten?"

Jiang Jiu was so cold that while he was thinking about it, the ghost in white cloth moved.

It walked out not far away.

It seems that Hua Dan went to get pastries. The key is where are the pastries here?

"Brother! Brother! Brother!"

A familiar voice suddenly echoed in my ears.

For a moment, Jiang Jiuguo felt that his younger sister Jiang Xinyue's voice was like the sound of nature.

Fantastic!Angel's voice! ! !
Jiang Jiuguo opened his eyes suddenly, waking up from his sleep.

Habitually turn off the phone alarm to avoid waking up the family members in the next room, but even so, Jiang Jiuguo couldn't help but stand in a daze, unable to recover from the incomparably real dream for a while.

Forget it if the dream is real.

And especially spooky.

Even after experiencing the dream for the second time, it was still "still unfinished".

After being born for a while, Jiang Jiu recovered from his stress, the first thing he did was to go out of the living room, and poured a large glass of water to drink. Everything he experienced in the dream made his mouth dry and tongue dry, he was really thirsty.

I downed three cups.

The feeling of fullness gave Jiang Jiuguo a sense of peace and reality, and he was sure it was not a dream.

He looked down at the black grains of sand filling his pajama pockets.

With this black grain of sand, he is already a hidden billionaire, let alone tens of billions, but he doesn't have the slightest bit of greed and joy to gain wealth.

"Black sand is about making money, but you only have one life."

Jiang Jiuguo poured another glass of water and walked back to the bedroom:

"Let's trigger less dreams in the future."

Entering the dreamland can make you rich, but you can also die suddenly. On the balance between the two, Jiang Jiuguo chose to save his life.

Subsequently.

Go back to the bedroom.

Jiang Jiuguo opened the hidden safe in the bedside table, took out the wooden box containing black sand, and put all the black sand in his pajamas pocket into the wooden box.

Look at the wooden box again.

The amount of black sand is evenly spread over two palm-sized wooden boxes.

"With such a large amount, how much blood does it need to absorb?"

Jiang Jiuguo did not forget that the black sand had the strange characteristic of absorbing blood and condensing together.

Followed by.

He shook his head and gave up the idea of ​​using his own blood to condense all the black sand in the wooden box.

According to the previous amount of black sand grains and the amount of blood absorbed, if he wanted to make all the black sand grains in the wooden box condense together, he would have to lose too much blood before gaining blood.

"Go to Dr. Chen and get some blood from his hospital's blood bank tomorrow."

Although hospitals have strict control over medical supplies, registration is required for use.

But Dr. Chen Daolin should have a way to help get a few bags of blood bags.

"What type is my blood?"

Jiang Jiuguo muttered: "I remember when I donated blood in college, I tested positive for type O blood."

The reason why the black sand can condense is because it has absorbed blood, strictly speaking, it is his blood.

In order to avoid unnecessary losses.

Jiang Jiuguo planned to use the same blood as his to try.

"But we have to ask Dr. Chen to prepare another type of blood." Jiang Jiuguo said to himself.

In this way, on the one hand, it is possible to determine whether the black sand condensed is related to his blood, and on the other hand, it is also possible to see what can be condensed by such a large number of black sand condensed.

Followed by.

Jiang Jiuguo put away the wooden box, locked it in the safe, and took out Judge Zhong Kui's cell phone.

The experience of the dream made him dare not sleep easily, and planned to stay up tonight.

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(End of this chapter)