Pollution throughout the territory

Behind the door, there is an emerald green forest scene.

Separated by a door, it seems that there are two worlds of life and death.

An unknown gust of wind blew by, and the door closed with a sound, blending into the stone wall. Just when Xia Ren was in a daze, a sound of bones squeezing suddenly came from the distance.

Because he was not familiar with Dreamland, he suddenly became a little nervous.

At the end of the field of vision, on top of the endless white bones, a rickety figure appeared. His appearance was similar to that of a human being, but the walking posture of his legs was slightly different. It was more like walking with his legs curled up, which made Xia Ren even more confused. What was alarming was that the opponent actually had rubber-like skin, a face that looked somewhat similar to a dog, sharp claws, and his body was covered with fungi that only appeared in cemeteries and tombs.

It turned out to be a ghoul.

However, that painting was originally left by Pickman, who was a ghoul, so it was not surprising to meet ghouls on the other side of the passage, and Xia Ren was originally looking for them, so he did not choose Run backwards immediately.

Just as he was observing the other party, the ghoul also saw him.

The other party seemed to be stunned, feeling a little strange that humans would appear here, but he still walked quickly towards this side.

The distance between the two quickly narrowed. In the dreamland, Xia Ren was unable to use the system and tentacles, and his combat power was greatly reduced. He was almost certainly no match for the ghoul, but the opponent did not seem to be attacking.

He walked to the side and babbled something. Xia Ren's eyes were confused and he didn't understand a word.

Seeing his expression, the ghoul seemed to understand something. Then he opened his mouth again and said, "Are you the dreamer? Why are you here?"

This time Xia Ren understood, because the other party spoke fluent human language.

The dreamer should be what Niu Changshou once told him, the person who can freely enter the dreamland, right?

Xia Ren's head turned quickly and nodded: "I am, where is this?"

The ghoul scratched his head: "If you don't know this place, that will be troublesome. This is Nas Valley, the home of our ghouls. Are you a dreamer who has just awakened recently?"

Xia Ren also pretended to be confused and said, "Yes, as soon as I opened my eyes, I came here. By the way, do you know Pickman?"

"Pickman?"

The other party seemed a little confused, but then he remembered something: "You are talking about our high priest, right? No one has called him by Pickman's name for a long time. But how do you know him?"

So far, he still hasn't shown any aggression, and instead started chatting like an ordinary person.

Xia Ren hesitated and asked, "Are you ghouls from the light camp or the dark camp?"

"Um?"

The other party seemed puzzled by this question, but after thinking for a while, he understood what Xia Ren meant: "You want to ask whether we are kind to humans, or malicious? Don't worry, the ghouls living in Nas Valley Those who believe in the gloomy and cold-bone god, Mordiggian, we don’t like fighting and killing, to put it simply... we are a bit salty."

He also knew how to use this kind of humor to win people's favor. Xia Ren felt that the ghoul in front of him was much smarter than expected, and at least he had a deeper understanding of human culture.

The other party continued: "The dark camp you are talking about should be the residents who believe in darkness, the ghouls of Nyogda. They are more ferocious and cruel, and have close ties with wizards and witches. They like to perform human sacrifices when they have nothing to do. Something like that, extremely unfriendly to you humans.”

Xia Ren looked at his expression... well, it's hard to see the expression on a ghoul, that canine face looked so sinister.

In short, the other party must not have lied to him, so he said truthfully: "I came here through Pickman's paintings, and I have something to ask him. If possible, I would like to ask you to take me to see Pickman. "

Time passes at about the same speed in the dreamland and the real world, so it is best to get to the point directly, otherwise Xia Ren will regret it for the rest of his life if he misses the time to rescue Qin Yun.

"The high priest's painting? It seems that the high priest really likes painting."

The ghoul thought for a while, and probably felt that Xia Ren was not a threat, so he agreed simply: "Okay, I will take you to the high priest."

They walked in the valley full of bones, and not long after, they came to a huge cave.

During this period, Xia Ren chatted with the ghoul he brought here, and realized that the other party actually had more powerful intelligence than ordinary humans, and according to the other party, all the ghouls here were like this.

They understand human lifestyles, have a thorough understanding of human society, behavior and psychology, and even have more in-depth research on human art appreciation.

This ghoul also has a human name, called McClan, which was the name he took when he lived in South Continent not long ago. In fact, this was at least seven hundred years ago.

Xia Ren followed McClan into the cave. The road inside was winding and rugged, like a maze with no end in sight.

Fortunately, the surrounding walls were inlaid with gems emitting soft white light, which were used as lighting. Xia Ren forced himself to write down the path he took, so that he would at least be able to run out in case something unexpected happened later.

McClan pointed at the gems and said: "These luminous stones are trophies obtained by us and the moon beasts when we competed for territory. If you put them outside, any piece of them would be worth a fortune."

Each gem on the wall is larger than a human fist, and it is indeed a top-notch treasure.

Along the way, they met many ghouls coming and going. When they saw McClan coming here with a stranger, they all waved hello and chatted in human language, which seemed very enthusiastic.

The atmosphere here was so relaxed that Xia Ren couldn't help but feel like he was going to a dance party. Of course, it would be better if the person greeting him looked more beautiful.

They walked through the long underground passage and came to an independent cave with a door. McClan stepped forward and knocked on the door. A voice soon came from inside, indicating that they could enter.

Pushing open the door, Xia Ren saw that the entire cave was decorated to resemble a human residence, with sofas, bookshelves and other furniture, but it lacked electronic equipment.

In addition to the furniture, there are also some strange things in the room with no specific function, as well as painting tools and oil paintings all over the wall.

The artistic style of these paintings surpassed human aesthetics. After just one glance, he lost interest in the horrific scenes all outlined in dark colors.

There was a desk deep in the room. Behind the desk, Xia Ren finally saw Pickman.