[A glimpse of the Old One: Mordiggian.

Known information: Mordiggian, the gloomy god of bones, lives in the temple of the future and watches all things eternally. That temple is also the destination of all ghouls. 】

[Obtained: Pickman’s kindness. 】

Xia Ren opened his eyes suddenly and gasped for air.

His heart almost jumped out of his chest. The depression and uneasiness were like cold lake water, submerging him in it and making him unable to breathe.

When Scarface inserted the dagger into Theresa's palm, he had already lost control of his body and could only be a bystander, witnessing the bloody massacre that followed.

At the same time, he could fully understand Anna's emotions and empathize with them.

The deep despair, strong sense of suffocation and anger almost overwhelmed his sanity, but even though he had fallen into complete madness, Anna's sadness never stopped.

She didn't want to kill anyone, but those people pushed her to the edge of despair. Step by step, they tortured the originally normal Anna into a terrifying monster.

What makes Xia Ren even more difficult to accept is that in reality, this kind of thing happened more than five hundred years ago, and the ancient dream is just a repeat of that tragic experience.

"Theresa..."

Xia Ren clutched his chest in pain, as if the poor girl was in his arms.

Seeing Xia Ren wake up, the little Lily standing next to the bed turned their heads. Seeing his painful look, they jumped worriedly and said:

"Brother, brother, brother, brother..."

The three-dimensional surround sound all around pulled Xia Ren away from that sad memory. He looked at the circle of Lily beside him and gradually recalled what happened in reality.

He patted the nearest Lily on the head and said gently: "Don't worry, I'm fine, I just need to take a breather."

"Don't you need Lily's protection anymore?"

A circle of little cuties asked in a milky voice at the same time.

"Well……"

Xia Ren's sad mood was suddenly somewhat healed.

Lily is indeed the cutest creature in the world!

"Help me open the window to get some air."

Xia Ren patted Lily's little head.

The atmosphere in Gu Meng was too depressing, and he began to hate the dark environment.

Lily nodded, and a circle of cuties suddenly squeezed together and transformed back into girl form.

The curtains were opened, warm sunlight poured in, and the gentle breeze blew the hair on Lily's back. The delicious fragrance floated into Xia Ren's nose, giving her a pleasant feeling.

He lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, sorting out what he had gained this time.

The information available in Gu Meng was limited. Apart from learning a period of history for free, the only information he urgently needed at the moment was the ghoul information.

First of all, the relationship between ghouls and humans is more complicated than he had imagined before. They have been hiding in dark corners from a long time ago, selecting suitable prey, or new members.

Humans can turn into ghouls. This can be seen from Anna. In the end, when she was massacring the Voodoo Gang, her body had already begun to deform in the direction of a ghoul. Otherwise, it would be impossible to have that power. Power and speed.

But what are the ingredients for becoming a ghoul?

Anna has only been to the basement and looked at Pickman's paintings, but can just looking at a few paintings make a human become a ghoul? Eliot had seen those paintings, but they still looked normal.

Xia Ren felt that he might not have fully experienced Anna's story. After all, the exploration progress of the ancient dream was only 80%. Perhaps the missing 20% ​​was the key to Anna becoming a ghoul.

The image of the well appeared subconsciously in his mind.

Could it be that Anna in real life actually went into the well?

He imagined the woman in the cold basement, slowly crawling into the wellhead with a rope tied around her waist, and he shuddered a little.

But these were all his conjectures. Even if he had doubts, he couldn't go more than five hundred years ago to see for himself what was going on.

"Speaking of which, this time the exploration progress is 80%, but there are no rewards at all. At the beginning, it was promised that if you enter the ancient dream to have a glimpse of the old rulers, you can obtain controllable distortions. As a result, except for the first ancient dream, there are no rewards at all. Both of them have no distortion, is the system really deceiving me?"

In other words, its original purpose is just to help you get through the early stage, and you won't care about it later.

"Pickman's kindness..."

Xia Ren thought about this somewhat subtle reward and suddenly remembered something.

He sat up from the bed and looked at the oil painting he had auctioned by his bedside.

"Pickman's oil painting, the name of this painting is Pickman's oil painting, he painted it by Pickman!"

Only then did he finally connect this painting with Pickman in the ancient dream.

"Since the system has given me the goodwill of 'Pickman', it is definitely not aimless. It can at least be put to use. In other words, Pickman is still alive as a ghoul... alive."

As a ghoul, it should not be a surprise to be able to live for more than five hundred years.

Xia Ren hugged the oil painting: "Since this painting was painted by him, it means that the room inside may have been prepared by him."

"If I can see Pickman again, I can get his help, and maybe I can directly bring Qin Yun back from the ghoul's lair!"

The more Xia Ren thought about it, the more excited he became. He simply entered the painting again without waiting for a moment.

His consciousness stepped into the forest again. He had already been there once. This time he didn't waste any time and ran straight towards the cabin.

Standing in front of the wooden house, he took a deep breath and opened the door directly.

The cold wind blew unexpectedly, and the pungent rancid smell penetrated into the nasal cavity, causing severe discomfort.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Xia Ren was stunned.

What appeared behind the door was a huge valley. The bottom of the valley was covered with countless skeletons, which were piled up many layers thickly. This was where the rotten smell he smelled came from.

To pile up such a terrifying number of bones means that countless lives have died here.

These bones have a strange shape and are completely unlike the bones of humans or any known creature on the Blue Star. They do not appear to have naturally decayed like this, but have been eaten by some kind of creature and then discarded here, because almost every There are clear bite marks on every bone. Judging from the marks of the teeth, it looks very much like the work of a canine.

This valley was at least a thousand meters deep. Xia Ren raised his head and saw two stars appearing on both sides of the sky at the same time. Their shapes were very familiar, much like the sun and moon on the Blue Star, but the moon was a bit too big. As it got bigger, Xia Ren stood in the valley and could clearly see the craters on the moon's surface, as well as signs that some creatures were suspected to be active.

He suddenly realized where he was.

Because he has been here before.

"Dreamland!"

That oil painting turned out to be a passage connecting reality and fantasy!

Xia Ren looked around in shock, then looked back.

Behind him is a broken and decayed wooden door, as if the rotten coffin boards were just dug out of the ground and erected directly. This door is embedded in the hard rock of the mountain wall, and it looks a bit awkward. But because it's rotten enough, especially with the surrounding bones as a backdrop, it's not too out of the ordinary.

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