Vol 2 Chapter 166: Dreams everywhere, why take it seriously

  Chapter 280 Dreams are everywhere, why take it seriously
   "Five, zero, three."
  Jiang Baimian expected the various
tips
that the
advanced unintentional person
would give, but he never expected it to be three numbers.
What does it mean? What does this represent? The internal secret sign of "Miracle Cult"? A series of questions flashed in Jiang Baimian's mind.
  At this time, the "higher unintentional man" who said these three numbers seemed to have finally removed the heavy boulder pressed by his heart, and a clear dark brown faintly appeared in the turbid eyes.
  The dark brown was swallowed by turbidity in a blink of an eye, like a drowning man who finally gave up struggling.
   "He..." The sound of a beast threatening humans came from the throat of the "higher unintentional person".
  It makes it hard to believe that he could speak human words a few seconds ago.
  Once he let go of his obsession, he is no different from a normal "higher unintentional person".
  Jiang Baimian saw this, and when he lifted his right hand, he turned the mirror over and aimed at the target.
  She would not let such a dangerous existence unrestrictedly exert her abilities.
  Similarly, Nan Ke's master Zhou Yue had a similar reaction.
  At this moment, a figure appeared in front of them.
  Shang Jian Yao's tall figure.
  He walked up to the "higher unintentional man" and looked at him calmly and calmly.
  The sound of the charge in the throat of the "higher unintentional person" gradually became lower, and the highly tight and ready-to-eat body also relaxed a lot.
  "Do you still consider yourself a human?" Shang Jianyao asked.
  He turned his back to Zhou Yue and his side facing Jiang Baimian. The expression on his face was shrouded in the shadow of the "higher unintentional person". It was not clear enough, but the low voice could be heard by the two ladies present.
  The "advanced unintentional person" crouched slightly, bloodshot in his muddy eyes.
  He did not respond to Shang Jian Yao, nor did he leave. He stayed in place, and the illusion he had created before had disappeared without a trace.
   Zhou Yue's heart moved, and two steps forward, standing side by side with Shang Jianyao.
  She looked at the "higher unintentional person" and asked in a soft voice:
  "Are you a fan protector?"
  The old man with gray hair looked at her with the eyes of a beast, without a change in expression, and did not speak.
"I will take it." Zhou Yue sighed, "After you disappeared, your wife has been unable to find you, worried and anxious, fell seriously ill, failed to cure... Your child, your granddaughter never gave up , Wandering in the dust, looking for every place you might go... The sect has given orders to every Taoist temple. Be sure to pay attention to your tracks..."
  The "advanced unintentional person" listened quietly, and didn't know if he understood.
  But the sound of the lotus in his throat has completely disappeared.
  When Zhou Yue finished speaking, he suddenly made a whimper, turned his body, and ran out of Nanke Temple like a wild ape.
  Because of his danger, Jiang Baimian did not stop him.
"Huh, the information he wanted to convey turned out to be the numbers of'five', zero', and'three'..." Jiang Baimian muttered to himself as he watched the door and didn't move randomly to avoid being affected by the illusion. "This represents, represents..."
  Her hesitation, she got inspiration:
  "This is the house number representing Jiang Xiaoyue's spiritual world in the'Spirit Corridor'?"
   "Maybe." Zhou Yue nodded slightly, "Each door in the'Spirit Corridor' has a different number, and I don't know how it came."
   "Electricity, ID number?" Shang Jianyao seemed to want to talk about the electronic card number, but forcibly changed it to something similar to the old world.
   "It's not that long." Zhou Yue denied this guess.
  Jiang Baimian gave a "um":
   "So, that ‘Higher Unintentional’ is reminding other ‘Dream Protectors’ of your sect to avoid Room 503 in the ‘Corridor of Mind’?"
  Or concentrate manpower and do a thorough cleanup under the blessing of the old age.
  "Maybe." Zhou Yue didn't know much about this matter, and could only answer with ambiguous words.
  When they were discussing the numbers of "five", "zero" and "three", Nan Ke Guanwai suddenly heard a roar of a beast:
   "Woo!"
  The voice was harsh and hoarse.
  The three of them glanced at each other, each holding a mirror, taking pictures everywhere, and walking towards the door.
  As soon as they walked through the patio and came to the street, they saw the "advanced unintentional man" standing on the top of the building opposite.
  As countless stars flickered, he leaped forward vigorously.
  His figure fell rapidly, and his gray hair began to dance wildly.
Snapped!
  This "high-level unintentional man" fell on the street and fell into a tattered sack.
  The bright red and dazzling blood flowed quickly from under him, as if it was creating a puddle.
  This picture freezes in the eyes of Shang Jianyao, Jiang Baimian and Zhou Yue.
  When they arrived, the target was silent, and there was no longer any trace of being alive.
  At this moment, Jiang Baimian recalled the scene where Jiang Xiaoyue committed suicide by jumping off the building in horror, but also let out a sigh uncontrollably.
  Zhou Yue stared for a while, and in a silent sigh, he half-leaned back and opened his arms slightly.
   Then, she said in an ethereal and solemn tone:
  "The new world is beyond the dream.
   "May you please the gods."
  After the brief prayers and blessings, Zhou Yue saw that the tall young man from the Qianbai team walked to the corpse and watched quietly for a few seconds.
  Next, he took off the short dark blue down jacket, squatted down softly, and covered the clothes on the face of the dead, covering the muddy eyes that lost their focus and thrust into the sky.
  Huh... Jiang Baimian sighed again.
  …………
  Nan Ke Guannei.
Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao worked together to move the corpse of the "higher unintentional person" in, and in accordance with the teachings of the "mirage dragon", replaced the short down jacket with a white towel to cover the deceased's. Face.
  This means that you will never fall into a dream again.
   Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao, and Zhou Yue sat cross-legged one after another, guarding the corpse, waiting for dawn.
  The silent silence was maintained for a long time, and Jiang Baimian broke the atmosphere like a small chat:
   "Zhou Guanzhu, do you think he ended up his life as a ‘unintentional’ by jumping off the building with the last bit of reason, or was he influenced by Jiang Xiaoyue’s spiritual world and repeated the behavior of jumping off the building?"
  Zhou Yue stared at the corpse covered with a white towel, and moved her mouth without a smile:
   "I hope it is the reason before.
   "In this way, he is free from the dream as a human being."
  Jiang Baimian was silent for a while, then asked:
   "Zhou Guanzhu, how did you join the'Dragon Sect'?"
  Zhou Yue retracted her gaze, smiled and said:
   "I am an orphan who was adopted by the'Dragon Cult.' I have grown up in the sect. There is no such thing as joining or not joining."
   "No wonder you follow the teachings of the'Dragon Sect' so much and incorporate it into your daily behavior." Jiang Baimian nodded slightly when he heard the words.
  Shang Jianyao, who was sitting cross-legged next to her, was still looking at the corpse, her eyes calm, she didn't know what she was thinking.
  Zhou Yue laughed like self-deprecating, and shook her head:
   "No, I was not like this before."
   "Huh?" Jiang Baimian made a questioning voice.
  Zhou Yue raised his head slightly, wondering whether he was looking at the beam of Nan Ke Guan, or the old age in the void:
  "I used to have a very good friend who was also an orphan adopted by the sect. We lived in the same room for many years.
  "We agreed that if anyone becomes a'dreamer' or even a'dream feather warrior', he will apply to his Taoist temple and be a good friend for a lifetime.
  "Later~EbookFREE.me~ one day..."
  Speaking of this, Zhou Yue paused for a while, her eyes seemed a little empty:
   "She got'no heart disease'."
   Jiang Baimian opened his mouth, but could not find the right words.
  Zhou Yue turned and said:
  "When I was an adult, I fell in love with a fellow student. He was a very good person. He was tall and shy. When I saw the girls of us, I always hesitated and couldn't say much.
  "He is still very kind. Once, he sent other people to a flood-stricken wilderness homeless settlement to help the victims there and find suitable children to bring back and cultivate."
When    said these words, Zhou Yue's face had a faint smile, as if he had gone back to the beginning.
   "Later, later..." Her expression gradually became blank, "They told me that a plague broke out in that settlement, and he could not return."
   After a few seconds of silence, Zhou Yue looked at Jiang Baimian and showed a usual smile:
   "I have dreams everywhere, why take it seriously?"
  (End of this chapter)