Chapter 191: Nightmare


Is this an illusion?

No, this is not an illusion.

Although Gu Jun's mental energy is also being consumed, it is not a sense of illusion, but a clear, strange and strange feeling.

At this time, he was in a theater, not a modern theater, like an old domed small theater, shadowed light, narrow walkways, a small stage with curtains, and ten rows of seats in front of the stage A plain wooden chair with a total of one hundred positions.

"My point of view?" Gu Jun immediately noticed keenly that his own angle of view can be adjusted at will, and it can be in any direction or position.

This also seems to mean that he does not exist here as someone or something.

This omniscience perspective is like ... He is the theater itself.

According to this idea, Gu Junnian's head moved, and the curtain was to be opened, and the curtain was suddenly pulled away.

The stage was empty, and there was nothing but dust on the table.

"If I were a theater ..." Gu Jun wondered, "Who is the audience? Who is the performer?"

There was a wooden door behind the tenth row of seats. The door was closed. He thought again, and opened the door without any effort.

He suddenly saw a Taoist figure walked in slowly from the outside, the figure was blurred, he wanted to see more clearly, he felt that his spirit was consumed faster, but the figure was still hazy, and he could not even get him out. gender.

The figure walked to the front row and sat down in the middle seat, facing the direction of the stage.

"This sweet dream belongs to this person?" Gu Jun thought, "Sit alone in an empty small theater and watch the empty stage?"

The man sat so quietly, but the surrounding space gradually fluctuated and became unstable ...

"No." Gu Jun tends to one of those messy thoughts in his heart: the show on the stage is a beautiful dream, the audience is called by the dream, and the show is controlled by him, that is, the theater.

It may only be that when the performance on the stage is started and this beautiful dream is presented in front of the audience, then the audience will really fall into the dream instead of becoming more blurred.

This beautiful dream play should be stored here, no need to look for it, just start ...

"Ah." Gu Jun wanted to urge the stage, but obviously felt that his spiritual power could not work on the stage at all.

A few times, his head seemed to be tense, and the figure and everything else became more hazy.

He had to be interrupted abruptly. In front of him was the wall of the wooden barrel, and he felt helpless. "My mental state is too bad."

What dimensions did those happen just now? Is it in his mind?

Gu Jun then closed his eyes and looked at the sea, there are still five sweet dream bubbles, but the one on the far left has been much thinner, and it seems to be broken at any time.

"These dreams are not disposable consumables, they should have their durability, they will be consumed every time they are used. I do n’t know if they can recover and grow? It was just a failed dream that caused the durability to decline? Will it fall? "

Has a lot of new problems, but he can't open this sweet dream for the time being, so are the other four, now it's just in vain.

"I still have to restore my mental strength first ..." he thought, "Only when I have enough control of the theater can I really use it."

But it is back to the problem of erosion.

But now there is no other choice. I can only continue to exercise my spirit first and turn my eyes to complete the difficult task of digestion and erosion.

"It doesn't have to be 800 days, then drop 1%, maybe it is enough to use the dream. Patience, patience is needed most now."

The spirit was exhausted, Gu Jun took a rest first, closed his eyes and heard the movement outside.

The sound of the wheel reeling has been ringing, and there are also the sound of bells shaking, the hissing of horses, the sound of various wheels, and soon the bustling sound becomes stronger. He felt that the caravan was entering a city, and the noise from the streets was heard.

He can understand a lot of words, these are obviously his speakers so that everyone can understand.

A drunkard is arguing with the hotel owner:

"Fuck you mother, I've been in Dilas-Lynn for so many years and will owe you money !?"

"Get out, don't spread wild in my shop, it's a scumbag!"

There was some chaotic shoving sound, and there were other shouts from the drinkers. And the car of the caravan passed at a speed.

Gu Jun heard what he heard, but "Delath-Lin", this seems to be the place name here.

"Originally, there are cities in the dream world. This world is not a collection of dreams, but can be reached through the dreams. This world seems to have indigenous peoples and has its own civilization ... That Balce is here? It is not from the earth world."

"The text of" The Seven Secrets of the Earth "was brought by Chinese ancestors? I should not be the first person from the earth."

Before Gu Jun thought about it, the caravan stopped and seemed to reach its destination.

The bucket lid was still tightly covered. He was first removed from the car and then moved into it. I do n’t know where. After a little while, when the wooden barrel cover was taken away, he was pulled out by several middle-aged men in black robes with men and women. Many situations.

Finally realized why it was okay not to eat or drink Lhasa for so many days. His lower limbs were connected to a purple-black vine-like plant below the knees. He clearly saw some rattan sticks into his skin and connected to his blood vessels ...

"Is that a plant or an animal?" Gu Jun's heart is cold, which completely violates his biological knowledge, but here is the dream world.

Is this the "law" of the ancestors? The system displays his physical indicators? ? ? Is this the reason?

These vines provide him with nutrition, but does this have anything to do with his abnormal paralysis?

The black robe did not destroy any of the vines on him. After pulling him out of the wooden barrel, he put it in another delicate mud pot, and those vines quickly took root. His upper body was exposed, and his back was next to a wooden stand inserted in the basin, and they were replaced with a clean and weird robe.

"Hello, can you talk about it?" Although Gu Jun continued to use his eyeballs to signal ~ EbookFREE.me ~, these black merchants ignored him at all and treated him like a decoration.

At this time, they took two strangely shaped iron hook frames, such as eyelid openers and eyeball fixators, and forced his two eyes to be fitted.

"Hey, hello!" Gu Jun struggled to roll his eyes but only in vain to get more pain. The hook frame was still installed. He suddenly couldn't even move his eyes and couldn't close his eyelids. Eyes are looking forward.

An angry blaze in his heart, these guys ...

They put the basin on a wooden wheelchair, covered him with a black cloth, and pushed it out.

Gradually, Gu Jun heard an excited voice saying: "Dear viewers, the next is the new" Nightmare Wonder ", please, nightmare!"

The wooden wheelchair stopped, Huo Di, the black cloth in front of him was torn off, and suddenly I saw the auditorium directly in front of the theater. Rows of seats can accommodate thousands of people. One hundred spectators.

Their strange clothes, all kinds of weird looks, curious, suspicious, and interested looking at the side of the stage, looking at him.

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