"Wake up, wake up" In my sleep, a muffled voice seemed to be noisy.
Char turned over vigorously, felt the hard bed board under him, let out a long breath, lifted the broken blanket that was leaking everywhere on his body, and jumped off the ground barefoot.
It wasn't yet dark outside, but years of habit had made him wake up at this time of the morning.
This broken wood house is a little cold, Char wondered in his heart, should he take advantage of the recent warm weather, hurry up to fill the holes in the roof, and a few beams should also be repaired, so as not to snow heavily in winter, if this broken house can't support the collapse, then the father and son will really sleep in the snow.
I listened to it sideways, and in the back room, the old guy was still snoring and snoring like thunder.
"This old drunkard sleeps soundly" Char muttered, pushed the door and walked out of the house, first scooped a bowl of water into the jar, rinsed his mouth with a grunt, and then picked up the pot to hold the water and threw it on the stove.
The firewood was not enough, Char took off some rusty axes from the wall, went outside to chop a few pieces of firewood, and the old guy said that he wanted to teach himself kung fu, but he taught and taught, it is the ability to chop firewood with such a few hands, which day can he become a real master When I went back to the kitchen and threw the wood into the hearth, I saw the fork in the hearth.
Char's heart moved, as if faintly, and a strange thought appeared in his heart, tempting him to reach for the fire fork.
This black fire fork has already lost its true color in the charcoal fire for unknown years, and it feels cold and heavy to the touch when held in the hand.
Char held the fire fork in his hand, but a strange familiar feeling seemed to emerge in his heart, as if he was himself.
I have lived here since I can remember, and the old guy in the back room has not stopped snoring, according to the usual practice, this old guy probably will not get up until the end of the day reaches the top of his head.
In this room, everything is shabby, familiar, with leaky windows, leaky roofs, and leaky door panels.
The pile of firewood outside the door, the dark hearth, and the broken water tank have lived here for so many years, everything is familiar to the chest, and all I have to do every day is to chop wood, and the fire can be completed even with my eyes closed.
Today seems to be no different from the past.
But why, I always feel that something is wrong in my heart?
It seems that all this is a familiar scene, a familiar thing, but I did it one by one, and there was a strange strangeness in my heart.
Hell yes.
Faintly, there seems to be a voice desperately shouting in my heart, reminding myself: all this is wrong, everything is wrong But what was wrong, Char couldn't think of anything.
Looking at the gradually burning fire, Char grabbed the fire fork and dug it out in the hearth, and suddenly, he smiled as if instinctively and subconsciously.
This fire is so red, and the color is very similar to the crimson murderous aura that I used to use a fire fork. crimson Char was suddenly stunned, and his mind suddenly became a little confused.
Crimson murderous aura What is that, why is the name so familiar, and inexplicably jumped into his heart.
However, as if it was something he never knew, looking at the fire, watching the water in the pot gradually boiling, steaming and steaming, Char became more and more in a daze.
In this valley, the seclusion is peaceful and calm.
Probably, this is the happiest thing.
Living in this valley for a lifetime, ignoring the wind and rain of the outside world, maybe people should live like this On this day, it was business as usual.
At noon, the old fellow got up, drank as usual, and then got drunk, and went back to bed again, but the old fellow's cough seemed to be worse than the previous days.
People are also getting more and more lazy, and they don't even say a word to Char.
Char went into the woods as usual, came back from hunting a few rabbits, made a meal, and went to chop some wood in the afternoon.
When the head was gradually west, he returned home.
After dark, he ate and drank enough, lay down on his hard bed, looked at the hole in the roof, and thought to himself that tomorrow he could not be lazy anymore, and he had to hurry up and repair this house.
In the midst of this reverie, sleepiness welled up, Char closed her eyes and began to sleep.
He seemed to have done some strange flamboyance.
In the dream, he seemed to have walked out of this small valley and walked out of time, and he dreamed that he had become a great general, riding a horse, and rushing to the battlefield with thousands of horses, but when he looked down, what he was holding in his hand was not a magical spear or sword, but the fire fork in his hearth.
After a while, the dream seemed to change to another scene, and I was with a beautiful and gentle woman, sitting in each other's arms.
It's just that in the dream, although the woman next to me is gentle and lovely, she can't see the other party's face clearly.
It's just that this girl in the dream claims to be Adeline for a while, and then seems to have a different name, called Daphany or something.
Char was laughing in her heart.
This dream is very refreshing, the second morning to get up, as usual is to chop wood, live, dig the stove, go out hunting, chop wood, make dinner, before going to bed, look at the hole in the roof, think about repairing the house.
Occasionally, mixed with the sound of the old guy coughing or snoring in the back room, everything was so calm, so it was the past.
In the calm, there is a helpless lifelessness.
The voice of struggle in his heart seemed to be getting more and more imminent, but every time Char himself shook his head and smiled bitterly.
As a little hunter in the mountains, he has no skills, so where will he have any future Like in the dream, being a general and holding a beautiful woman is just a dream.
This kind of thing seems to be like this all my life.
Although there is also an impulse in my heart, I want to go out of this valley, to see the time outside, to go to Wildfire Town, or to go further afield, to Odin in the far north, to Byzantium in the south, but every time these thoughts are born, these thoughts will immediately be suppressed in my heart.
It doesn't matter what those do, it's good to be a little hunter and live in this big mountain.
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Isn't it?
This kind of day, as if more than ten days have passed in a row, Char lies on the hard bed at night, holding his head and looking at the hole in the roof, thinking about repairing the house, and then gradually comes out of his mind, reminiscing about the strange dream of the general and the beauty that these days have done every night, and the time in a daze is getting longer and longer.
An inexplicable irritability in my heart seems to be becoming more and more difficult to suppress.
"Hell, why do you always have so many distractions lately" Char muttered, as if instinctively, and subconsciously blurted out: "Dora, do you think I'm crazy" When these words blurted out, Char was suddenly stunned.
Dora Who is Dora Why did I blurt out as if I was talking to someone?
He was so frightened by himself that he couldn't help but sit up.
Dora's Fire Fork, Crimson Murderous General, Adeline Defani It's all a mess, I'm sleepy, my mouth is a little dry, and I want to drink water.
"Someone, Todora, bring me a bottle of wine."
These words almost blurted out again, but Char was suddenly startled, and his whole body suddenly shuddered Tatara is another strange name I, what the hell is wrong with me He jumped out of bed uneasily and stood barefoot on the ground, his eyes looking around.
The night in the valley was silent, except for the occasional sound of insects chirping in the grass.
Raise your head, the moon is bright, and a full moon is on the head.
The abnormality in Char's heart gradually subsided.
Maybe it's really just because of those weird dreams I had at night.
Well, it must be a dream.
Is it a dream, he lowered his head, smiled self-deprecatingly, looked at his own moonlit shadow on the ground, and was about to turn around and go back to his room to sleep.
Suddenly, Char was suddenly startled in her heart, and suddenly remembered a strange thought.
That doesn't seem right Huo Ran raised his head, Char's eyes widened and he looked at the bright moon in the sky above his head, the moon was like a disk, the moonlight was bright and bright, and the bright moon was this moon This moon is too weirdly round It's as if it's been a full moon every night these days Where there is such a strange thing in the world, there is a full moon every day Thinking of this, Char suddenly broke out in a cold sweat all over his body, listened attentively, and suddenly heard the familiar snoring of the old guy in the back room.
It suddenly occurred to me that I had not seen the old guy for many days, and he seemed to be in the back room every day, and I heard him get up, drink, and then sleep, snore, and cough, but I didn't see him come out and show up Wrong Wrong Although everything is so familiar, living its own life one by one, it is not right after all The full moon in the sky became more and more strange in Char's eyes.
He subconsciously wanted to take off the axe hanging on the wall, but for some reason, a strange thought flashed in his heart, but he turned to the hearth, pulled out the black fire fork, and clenched it tightly in his hand.
It seems that subconsciously this black fire fork can bring you a sense of security more than an axe.
Holding the fire fork and looking around, everything seemed to be still so calm and peaceful, but the sense of crisis in my heart became stronger and stronger "What the hell is going on?"
Char began to talk to himself, but soon his voice became louder and louder, and finally he raised his fire fork and pointed to the sky: "Where did this damn moon come from so round and so bright?"
Suddenly, a strange thought seemed to come to me.
Everything around them, this house, this valley, this broken house, this pyre, this kitchen, this hearth, everything that was once familiar suddenly became so strange In my mind, countless strange fragments flashed, as if they were all scenes from a dream.
Fire fork, crimson murderous aura, battlefield, general, Adeline, Dafani suddenly stuffed so many things into his brain at once, as if he was about to burst his head, Char's eyes widened, as if he wanted to look for something, but what he was looking for, even he couldn't tell.
Finally, in the depths of my mind, suddenly there was a faint, vague voice, which seemed very unfamiliar, but it seemed unusually familiar.
"Char wake up, wake up, Char wake up" rumble In the depths of his mind, it seemed that countless thunderous Char's ears were dazzling, and it seemed that lightning bolts were tearing apart and tearing apart the hazy fog in his consciousness In the depths of my heart, all the uneasiness and all the confusion became clear and thorough little by little Finally, in front of me, this world, this valley, this house, this forest, this sky, everything seemed to suddenly turn into a huge whirlpool, and began to spin rapidly, and Char stood in the middle of this whirlpool, holding a fire fork, vigilantly watching everything The world seemed to be distorted, and all the familiar scenes instantly turned into shadows in the whirlpool, dissipating and invisible, and finally looking at it, I seemed to be in a fog of nothingness, whether it was up and down, front and back, left and right, as if there was no edge and end in sight "I'm going on here, what's going on, where is this?"
Char shook his head vigorously, his mind was dizzy, and he almost burst open.
Fortunately, the familiar voice in the back of his mind sounded again, and his tone was full of happiness and relief.
"Thank goodness you've finally woken up, this mental magic is so powerful, I'm worried that you're really trapped inside, then we'll all be finished" Char took a deep breath, and his clear consciousness finally returned to him little by little, he frowned in a low voice, and said tentatively: "You Dora" "Nonsense, isn't it me or someone else" Dora's voice was a little anxious: "You, are you really awake?"
Char smiled bitterly and took a few deep breaths: "It's like, it's like waking up and seeing the hell, what happened to me before seems to be dreaming, I seem to have returned to my hometown in my own valley, as if I was back a few years ago."
"Shut up, I don't have time to discuss any of your dreams now, Char is in danger of you now, can you remember what happened?"
Char thought hard for a moment: "The underground cave crystal ore layer, the bones of that ancient dragon, and the bottomless pit" He finally raised his head and exclaimed: "Ah yes, that bottomless pit, I remember that the three of us went down that bottomless pit together, and then" His thoughts became clearer and clearer, and he finally exhaled, his expression solemn: "I remember that we flew under that bottomless pit for a long time without seeing the bottom, and then suddenly it was dark, and I couldn't see anything, and when I opened my eyes again, the two guys I was holding in my hand were gone, and I became alone, and then a darkness came, I couldn't see anything, I couldn't feel anything, and finally I seemed to pass out." ” Speaking of this, Char frowned: "Where are we now, are we underground, why can't we see anything here, and there is fog everywhere" "Char, you listen well" Dora's voice became very serious: "We are not at the bottom of some hole now, but I am afraid that we have been plotted unconsciously, we have fallen into a spiritual magic, this magic should be very powerful, now you are not at the bottom of some bottomless pit, but are sucked into your own spiritual consciousness, in other words, you are trapped in your own dreams, Char, do you understand, if you can't think of a way to crack this magic, Then I'm afraid that in the future, you will always be trapped in this consciousness of yourself, and you will never be able to get out."
Char was stunned: "My own consciousness spirit magic" "Yes."
Dora said quickly: "I think that the ancient dragon who did it should be the dragon magic mastered by the ancient dragon, which is far more powerful than today's dragon clan and the magic power of the ancient dragon is far more powerful than that of ordinary dragons."
This kind of psychic attack magic is enough to confuse powerful opponents and trap them in their own spiritual world forever, which is a very powerful skill possessed by the legendary ancient dragon. ” Char was dumbfounded, looking at the boundless fog around him, and muttered: "I, my own spiritual consciousness world hell, is the world in my consciousness such a void and blank fog?"
"Of course not, just like a human dream, this world of spiritual consciousness is made up of all kinds of emotions and memories that exist in your own heart, and all kinds of secrets in your heart, or all the most familiar things and memories.
Your most memorable, favorites, hates, loaths, or fears, worries and disturbs, in short, all kinds of things, people's hearts are extremely complex. ” After a pause, Dora continued: "You said that you seemed to be living in some hometown valley just now, that is part of your inner world, and your life in your hometown valley should be the most familiar scene in your subconscious, so after you are trapped in your own spiritual world, it is like a dream, and the nature you dream of is the most familiar thing to you."
But you finally wake up and find out that something is wrong, that the world is not real, so once you wake up, then the world of that valley is gone."
"So what now, what are we going to do now, how are we going to get out?"
"I, I don't know, I just know that no magic is unbreakable, especially this kind of spiritual magic, there is always a weakness in it, this weakness must exist, but we haven't found it yet.
Now the most important thing for you is to keep your mind, stay awake, don't be confused by anything, I think, after the dream I just created is shattered, but there should be other things in your spiritual world, what you like, what you don't like, what you hate, what you fear, everything can happen, you understand that you have to keep your mind and don't fall into it again."
Char nodded, smiled bitterly, looked around, and strode out with a fire fork in his heart.
I don't know how long I walked in this fog, and suddenly the fog in front of me faded, and I vaguely seemed to see some outlines, Char immediately lifted his spirits, and at the same time raised his vigilance, held the fire fork, set up a posture, and walked over slowly.
Finally, the mist in front of him suddenly disappeared in front of Char, and it was a huge hall with a luxurious layout, and in front of it, there was a flickering open door, and outside the door was a huge terrace.
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On the terrace, a woman in a white robe has a graceful body, and her golden hair is scattered like a waterfall.
Char was taken aback and lost her voice: "Daphne" The scene in front of him was the room and terrace where Daphany lived in the Yanjing Palace Dafani turned her head, her beautiful face was facing Char, her bright eyes immediately glowed with surprise, and she exclaimed: "Xia, Char, why are you here?"
She immediately opened her arms and pounced towards Char, with a gust of fragrant wind, her soft body threw herself into Char's arms, Char didn't have time to move, and the fire fork in her hand also maintained a high posture, but the body of the woman in her arms had already been attached, and a pair of snow-white arms hooked Char's neck.
Although Dora had sternly reminded her before, the Daphany in her arms looked so real, her graceful undulating body was close to her body, the curves of her familiar body, and the smell, everything seemed so real.
Daphne's voice whispered in Char's ear: "You, haven't you already left Yanjing, why did you come back again?"
"I, I" Char only felt that his mind began to gradually become blank again, although he tried his best to remind himself that all this was an illusion, but the sober voice in his heart became more and more dim "I" Char took a deep breath, and finally, his hand still fell, and he gently hugged Daphany in his arms: "I, I'll come to see you." ” "Hmm."
Daphine in his arms snorted softly, hugged Char hard, and whispered: "I miss you very much, I have always regretted it, I regret letting you leave, I regret not going with you, I" Char became more and more unable to resist in his heart, but at this time, suddenly an exclamation came from behind him The exclamation was crisp, and Char Huo Ran turned around and saw a familiar figure Adeline was standing right behind her.
The poor creature seemed to be still dressed in the same men's clothes as he had seen him when he first saw him, and his hair was tied up, and he was staring at himself in surprise, glaring at Dephany in his arms.
"You you you Char you, how can you be how you can be Daphine, you, you" Two lines of tears quickly flowed from Adeline's eyes, and the sad expression made Char's heart almost break in an instant.
He seemed to subconsciously let go of Daphany in his arms and was about to reach out.
Adeline had an angry expression on her face, pointed at Char and said angrily: "Char, you said that you will only love me, you said that you want to treat me like this, Daphinne, I treat you like my own sister, why do you want him to be my husband, my husband."
With a snort, Adeline didn't know where to pull out a short sword, and pounced on herself, where did Char dare to reach out to resist the short sword stabbed at her, she could only take a few steps back.
But unexpectedly, Daphany in his arms greeted him and said loudly: "Adeline, I, I am" With a pop, the short sword stabbed into Daphne's heart, and suddenly blood flowed out, Char's frightened body softened, and Dauphne's body shook in between, and she took a few steps back, and finally fell in a pool of blood.
Adeline gritted her teeth, stared at Char fiercely, and then looked at the blood-dripping dagger in her hand: "I, I hate you, I hate you Char, if you don't want me, I'll die" With that, Adeline's sword slammed down on her neck Blood splashed, Char exclaimed, suddenly jumped up, and shouted: "No" Suddenly, the sky swirled, and everything around him turned into countless whirlpools again, disappearing into invisibility in an instant, and everything around him turned into a fog of nothingness again, Char sat on the ground and gasped.
"Fake, all fake, everything is fake" Dora's voice came out again, but with a bit of mockery: "Hehe, Char, all the illusions here are the consciousness that exists in your own heart, I'm afraid, you have always had this fear in your heart, hehe, you owe emotional debts, you will always be weak-hearted, hahahaha" "Hmph" Char finally calmed down and snorted in annoyance: "Shut up, Dora" It's just in my heart, but I can't help but be empty-hearted.
In fact, this scene that happened just now really seemed to pierce the real weakness in his heart.
Whether it is the poor worm or Daphne, they are the love of his heart, and since that entanglement with Daphne, Char naturally has a huge guilt in his heart.
I am always very worried, if the two girls meet in the future, what will happen, Fang Cai's scene is indeed a nightmare in his heart, recalling the scene where the two women fell at the same time and fell in a pool of blood, Char became more and more afraid in his heart.
Gradually, a wave of anger arose.
He jumped up suddenly, held the fire fork and pointed to the top of his head, and shouted and scolded: "Damn, are you using this kind of scene to scare Lao Tzu, come on, what other skills do you have, let Uncle Ben see, what other weird and scary things do you have?"
He screamed for a while, but there was no response Char scolded angrily for a while, and finally calmed down, but the depression in his heart became more and more intense, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Hell, how do you get out of this place to Dora, what can you do?"
Dora's voice, after a while, remembered, and said slowly: "A dream is a dream, speaking of which, in fact, this dream is your own consciousness itself, that is to say, this dream is you, you are a dream."
I don't know how to wake up from a dream, but I have an idea."
"What thoughts" "Do you think that when ordinary people dream, how do they wake up in the end?"
"Hmm" Char was stunned for a moment: "I don't know this, it should be that I slept enough, so I woke up naturally." ” Dora laughed and scolded: "I'm not talking about the usual state, but the special state, such as stimulation" "Go on."
Char frowned.
"If someone has a nightmare, they often end up being frightened by the overly horrific scene in the dream, and when they get excited, they wake up from the dream.
Or it is the intervention of external forces, for example, when you are dreaming, someone hits the person outside, and the reaction caused by the pain will wake up.
In short, there are all kinds of possible surnames.
However, among them, there is a common special surname. ” "What" "You think, ordinary people dream, even if they dream of all kinds of scenes in their dreams, but once they wake up, that is to say, they return to the real world, and the self in the dream disappears, to be precise, you are now in your own dreams.
You are also you, and this dream is also you.
But to be more precise, this dream is your true consciousness, and the current you is actually just a projection of yourself in the dream.
If you want this dream to end, as long as this projection of your own disappears, then this dream naturally does not exist. ” Char was a little confused: "I'm the projection that makes me disappear" "That's right, dreams are all about a self and then experiencing everything in the dream, but if this me in the dream doesn't exist, then the dream naturally doesn't exist."
Dora's voice was cold with a hint of coldness.
Char gradually understood, frowned, and said, "Let me disappear how to disappear?"
"It's very simple, as long as you die in a dream, then naturally," Dora said slowly: "You are now the self in this dream, if this self dies, then it is like a nightmare, the dream self is dead, you are frightened, maybe you will wake up completely, back to the outside reality." ” "I'm dead" Char frowned: "How can I die, can't I kill myself?"
"Why not," Dora said slowly, "Anyway, it's in a dream, and it's not really dead."
When ordinary people dream, they will often dream of many terrifying scenes, such as falling from a high altitude, that is, they have encountered life and death in the dream, and the self in the dream is dead, so we might as well try. ” "Since, suicide" Char raised the fire fork in his hand, a little hesitant.
Dora sighed: "It's a dream anyway, you might as well try it, if it doesn't work, we can think of other ways."
Everything here is illusory, and it doesn't really call you to die.
You just saw that both Daphany and Adeline died before your eyes, isn't it all fake?
Anyway, it's fake, what are you afraid of. ” After a pause, Dora's voice gradually became solemn: "Char, maybe this is the only way." ” Several thoughts flashed in Char's heart, and he couldn't help but put the fire fork to his chest, looked at the fire fork in his hand, and took a deep breath: "Maybe maybe you're right, anyway, all of this is fake, I'm in a dream, and I'm not really going to die, right?"
As he spoke, he took a few deep breaths, turned the fire fork upside down, and pointed it to his chest, about to stab it Just as his fingers were about to be strengthened, Char suddenly blessed his heart, and suddenly a thought crossed his heart like lightning, and he suddenly retracted his hand and put down the fire fork Gradually, a sneer slowly appeared at the corner of Char's mouth.
The fire fork in his hand quickly pointed to the top of his head again, and Char's consciousness saw it, and suddenly the crimson murderous aura was exerted by him, and his whole body was full of red light "Hahahaha, such a cunning thing, Uncle Ben really fell for you" Char laughed maniacally, anger in his voice.
"What do you say" Dora's voice was a little strange.
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"What did I say, you cunning old dragon Lao Tzu was almost coaxed into suicide by you, you despicable rotten bones, really good means, if it weren't for Lao Tzu being vigilant enough to really commit suicide here, then it would be stupid to go home" Char waved the fire fork in his hand, and a red light flashed, and he said hatefully: "Phew, do you still want to pretend to be Dora, when are you really stupid, lie to me, lie to me in my own consciousness, lie to me, in my own dreams, I make such a realistic illusion, if you are not careful, you are really in your way, in fact, I am not in my own dream at all, let alone in my own consciousness space, I am now in this underground cave, but, these fogs, and the scenes I just saw, It's all psychedelic magic that you made, right, it's just some illusion spells, but, I guess you probably have some magic like mind reading, which can understand the thoughts in my heart, can spy on some of my memories, and can also spy on Dora's existence, so you pretended Dora's voice to coax Lao Tzu to commit suicide."
"I don't understand what you're talking about, if you're crazy again, babbling nonsense," Dora's voice retorted.
"Damn, don't give up hahaha, do you know where your biggest flaw is, you cunning old dragon, rotten bones, if you pretend to be something else, maybe I won't be easy to detect, but you pretend to be Dora's voice Ahaha, I want to ask you, Dora was originally just a soul attached to my consciousness and spiritual space.
Since you said that I am now in my own consciousness space, then Dora should also be here, but why are you, Dora, still only hear its voice and not see its shape, joke According to what you said, I am already in my own consciousness space, so you, Dora, actually still exist in my mind and make a sound If I am just a projection, then you, Dora, how can you still be in my mind" Speaking of the last sentence, Char shouted loudly: "If you don't have the ability to show up quickly, I will have a happy fight with you" Eventually, Dora's voice was gone, replaced by a hoarse roar that seemed to sigh The roar sounded as if the words were thick and piercing "Good shrewd human" `` To be continued 〗Hanyu Pinyin "" is simple and easy to remember: