Embers Ad Infinitum

Vol 2 Chapter 25: dream

Jiang Baimian didn't hide anything, and asked bluntly:

"You must have met many members of religious organizations, right?"

"I have seen some." An Ruxiang did not deny it.

Jiang Baimian further asked:

"Does any of them suffer from 'no-heart disease'?"

"Yes." An Ruxiang gave a very positive answer, "It's no different from ordinary people who have 'no heart disease'."

Jiang Baimian and Bai Chen looked at each other, and after a moment of consideration, they said:

"How does the probability of their 'innocence' compare to ordinary people?"

She was not too sure about An Ruxiang's educational level, so she was ready to explain in detail what probability is.

But An Ruxiang did not ask back, and recalled for a while:

"Should be lower than the average person.

"I have only seen more than a dozen or twenty members of religious organizations with 'unintentional disease', but I often encounter ordinary people who become 'unintentional'."

This may be Zhi Sui's "blessing"... Jiang Baimian suddenly felt that if Shang Jianyao was in the living room, he would definitely say so, and if Genova didn't guard the car and came up, he would definitely sing along with Shang Jianyao.

She nodded and thought for a while before saying:

"Have you ever encountered a more special scene involving members of a religious organization?"

An Ruxiang replied calmly:

"I don't know exactly what you mean by special. The rituals of those religious organizations are quite confusing. Sometimes, they will revel all night, and sometimes they will dance strange dances in the morning."

This reminded Jiang Baimian and Bai Chen of the radio gymnastics of the "Supreme Eagle" and the carnival dance of the "Sacred Desire" sect.

They are indeed special to ordinary people.

Jiang Baimian gave the limited conditions at his discretion:

"A special scene related to 'no heart disease'."

An Ruxiang thought about it and said:

"Once I infiltrated a manor and tried to assassinate its owner.

"I have obtained detailed information beforehand, and I know that he is a cult, and every morning at seven o'clock, he will take out the treasured statue and pray on the balcony of the bedroom.

"As soon as I got into the shooting position, I saw that man turned into a 'mindless man' in front of the statue, and the Zhi Sui he worshipped did not help him escape bad luck."

"Maybe he did something blasphemous." Shang Jianyao walked out of the kitchen with two hot dishes.

Jiang Baimian ignored him and instead asked An Ruxiang:

"What does the statue look like?"

"There is a mirror on the face, I only remember this feature." An Ruxiang glanced at the dishes on the coffee table.

The "true self-taught"... February's year-old "Dawn"... Jiang Baimian nodded invisibly.

She immediately smiled and said to An Ruxiang:

"It's almost time for dinner."

"Taste the taste, it came from the city lord's mansion." Shang Jianyao didn't think it was a shameful thing at all, but rather proud.

He handed An Ruxiang the chopsticks in his hand.

This meal was very lively. Although An Ruxiang doesn't talk much and has a cold personality, the "old-tone group" is always quiet. It's either Shang Jianyao's jokes about Long Yuehong, or Jiang Baimian to stop it. Guy says something inappropriate.

They were about to fight.

An Ruxiang didn't show any disgust, she ate very seriously, and listened to what the "old tune group" was talking about from time to time.

After eating and drinking, Shang Jianyao and others bid farewell to An Ruxiang and returned to the jeep.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Jiang Baimian stared at the building and the pedestrians on the street and said:

"Let's go to the icefield tomorrow, this time from the black marsh wilderness to the north, looking for clues about the company's experiments."

After a pause, Jiang Baimian sighed again:

"I don't know when the next time I will be in Weed City..."

This made Long Yuehong and others quite sigh.

"As long as you have a strong will to come here, you will come here again sooner or later." Shang Jianyao didn't feel so much, and was full of firm belief.

Jiang Baimian glanced sideways at him in the driver's seat:

"Remember to go to '506' for rounds, and resolve this matter as soon as possible, so as not to affect the mental state on the way."

She called Shang Jianyao's visit to room "506" to see if there was a dream.

"Lao Ge, come and drive!" Shang Jianyao couldn't wait.

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Tarnan, The Dreaming Hotel.

The proprietress Aino stood up swayingly and walked to the bathroom.

She was in a trance and had the feeling that she could faint at any time.

Staying awake is too torturous!

For the strong-willed, maybe a few more days, but Aino was never strong-willed.

Thinking of facing the harsh reality of not sleeping for a few days, she felt that having nightmares was not such a terrible thing.

Even if that secret is really involved, Zhi Sui will not necessarily hear what he said in the dream!

It's impossible for Zhi Sui to be watching me all the time, right? I usually dream, and occasionally I dream of that past event, but it doesn't matter much... Aino, who was struggling to get out of the bathroom, decided to close his eyes and ignore everything.

Just like a normal dream!

As for whether there are foreign **** in the dream, how can the dreamer know?

Those who do not know are innocent!

Aino immediately jumped onto his comfortable bed and pulled the quilt to cover it.

Deep exhaustion surged up in an instant, and before she could comfort herself, she fell into a deep sleep.

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In the "Spiritual Corridor", Shang Jianyao pushed open the door of "506" and made rounds on time.

He took a step forward and looked at the bedroom scene slightly illuminated by the starlight, "Haha" laughed:

"It's only been a few days and you can't hold it anymore?"

The complacent Shang Jianyao immediately entered a dream.

He found a female figure lying on the bed in the bedroom, wrapped in a quilt, sleeping soundly.

On the corresponding ceiling, a figure was suspended at the chandelier, shaking gently, and there seemed to be figures floating in every corner of the room.

"Nightmare like ghost stories?" Shang Jianyao walked over excitedly, lay down on the ground, and looked at the bottom of the bed.

Sure enough, there was a pale corpse lying there, with a puffy face and round eyes.

After looking at each other for a few seconds, Shang Jianyao stood up disappointedly:

"Not really creative."

He sat on the edge of the bed and pushed the female figure wrapped in the quilt:

"Wake up, wake up!"

The female figure woke up in a daze, and was startled by the figure beside the bed:

"what!"

In the scream, she sat up suddenly, hugged the quilt, and shrank to the head of the bed:

"Who are you?"

Shang Jianyao pointed at the corpse on the chandelier with great acting spirit and said:

"You forgot? I'm the ghost hunter you invited."

"Ghost!" The vague female figure shouted for a while, and then asked tremblingly, "He, he is still alive, can he still move?"

Shang Jianyao laughed:

"I've crushed him.

"We've known each other for many years and have become good friends. I won't lie to you..."

The female figure was visibly relieved.

In the dream, she couldn't think concretely, and couldn't remember whether she really knew such a person.

Shang Jianyao chatted with her until he was almost exhausted, and left the room.

Seeing that he opened his eyes and sat up, as if thinking, Jiang Baimian asked with concern:

"Is there a result?"

"No, I forgot to ask." Shang Jianyao replied very calmly, "I doubt that I have the ability of the owner of the room in my dream."

"How do you say?" Jiang Baimian also sat up.

Shang Jianyao thought back and said:

"She should have activated her ability the first time she said 'ah'.

"I feel that I have become quite arrogant. Although I have the opportunity to use 'mind guidance', I have to weave my own stories and try to persuade normally, but I have not been able to dispel her vigilance."

"It's normal to be affected in other people's dreams." Jiang Baimian commented truthfully, "However, this shouldn't be a big problem, because in dreams, she is close to unconsciousness, and you can think and plan, Sober enough."

If this is not fair to the owner of the room, Jiang Baimian will suggest Shang Jianyao to go to the "Sea of Origins" to see if he has split up a personality with a lower IQ than the reckless Shang Jianyao.

"Makes sense!" Shang Jianyao slapped his right fist with his left palm.

He then rubbed his chin again and said:

"Actually, being unconscious is more dangerous. Maybe under stress, she will simulate the dangerous things she encountered in the past.

"Based on this, anything can appear in her dreams. I'm really afraid that I'll face Zhisui."

Jiang Baimian nodded:

"My advice is to strike first.

"You go to sleep for a while to replenish your energy, and try again at dawn. She hasn't slept for so long, and she won't wake up for a long time."

Shang Jianyao has followed suit this time.

After dawn, he went to room "506" three times at an interval of half an hour, and finally met the one who was dreaming again.

This time, the vague female figure was standing in the family area of the Fourth Research Institute, breathing the fresh morning air, and there was no one around.

Shang Jianyao said hello directly:

"have not seen you for a long time."

"Long time no see." The female figure was a little puzzled.

Shang Jianyao approached and smiled:

"We've met many times..."

in a dream.

"It's considered enough friendship..."

One-sided friendship ~www.readwn.com~ I didn't expect to meet you here again. Are you also from the Fourth Research Institute? "

So far, Shang Jianyao has completed the "thinking guidance".

"Yeah..." The woman's voice was a little erratic.

"They all seem to be dead." Shang Jianyao looked around and said actively.

"Hey." The woman sighed deeply.