Many stories are always born in loss, the loss of lovers, the loss of innocence, the loss of freedom, the loss of youth, the loss of anything, almost can be used to write a story.The difference is only in whether the various skins in these stories are touching or not.If it could, then the story would be staged.If not, then they will be left in the Land of Dreams, a castle of dreams, on the bookshelves that the Sandman will never remember, sleeping forever.And now the rift in the sky of the Dream Land is still there, emptiness has replaced faith, and there is something 'lost', but the story of the Dream Country is nowhere to be found."
So what are we doing here?"
I don't like this kind of place, because in the dream, there are talking rabbits in waistcoats, hedgehogs crossing the street with apples on their backs, Little Red Riding Hood has a Uzi submachine gun in its basket, and Pac-Man is running around like pixels.He felt that he was ordinary here, and people would not even look at him when they saw talking orangutans.On Earth, he hated the gaze of rare animals, but here he fears being ignored or forgotten.Although he was an orangutan, he had the same problem as a human, that is, he wanted to go back to the Overworld now, and then walk down the street with his head held high, facing the astonished gazes cast from all directions, and say a word of true fragrance.But he couldn't, so he could only follow Death Knell and chatter.The two of them entered the dream country through hell, and the war between angels and demons in the dimension that was always full of sulfur smell was still going on, but fortunately, McGeekon was obviously satisfied with so many videos given to her by the death knell last time, and it was she who summoned a few people in reverse, so that a few people could enter hell.Su Ming threw a cigarette behind him, waved hello to the rabbits who were picnic and drinking tea on the roadside, and said: "The clown gave me Luther's latest thoughts, the bald head thinks that the laughing virus is not only an infectious disease, but also the 'metal' ingredient also has a hypnotic effect in it, and the source of hypnosis is the words and deeds of the laughing bat.If it's hypnosis, we can try our luck in the land of dreams, and if we can find the corresponding dream, we can at least get Donna and the others back. ”"Do you believe the Joker?"
Catching the cigarette, he lit the fire and took a puff, his black face wrinkled, like an old farmer worried about the harvest: "If he really got involved with Luther, I don't think he can be trusted." ”Harley walked quietly with her arms crossed, and after entering the dream realm, she didn't have to worry about being spied on, so she didn't need to continue performing, she seemed much more relaxed.There are a lot of things that the orangutan and the death knell say that she doesn't understand, so she doesn't have any meaning to speak, she's a doctor, but she can't cure the world, and even that person can't be completely cured."
Luther's situation is another one, I got Superman to kill Pepetua, his worldview must have been impacted, a smart person like him can't go all the way to the dark, as long as he makes amends, do you think Superman will kill him?
Or will Batman kill him?
”Su Ming himself lit a cigarette, looked up at the smiling 'Sun Father' in the sky, but did not feel any warmth on his body, he shook his head and continued: "And the Joker is the person we don't have to doubt the most, our purpose is to kill Laugh to save this multiverse, his purpose is to kill Laugh in order to regain the stage between him and Batman, in the case of the same interests, the Joker will definitely do his best." ”"But he's a madman."
Moving the detective hat on his head, the beast let out a sigh: "A madman is unpredictable, we must have measures to counter him." ”Su Ming nodded, and walked quickly along the path between the trees, the sound of Suo Suo came from the bushes on the side of the road, and a pair of green eyes were hidden in the darkness, but it didn't matter."
Otherwise, why do you think I'm swapping Hallie and Dr.
Quezel?
In order to restrain the clown and not kill him, I was prepared. ”The orangutan knew this was going to be the case, and he bared his teeth at the eyed master in the bush, scared away a fox in a tuxedo, and said, "Well, as long as you're prepared, I don't want to worry about that as an orangutan." ”"Don't worry, my hairy secretary."
Su Ming smiled and flicked the ashes, walked out of the forest belt with brisk steps, and looked at the gorgeous white castle in the distance: "I have never been afraid that there are madmen among my allies, but I am afraid that there are fools, madmen represent infinite possibilities, and fools will only represent the lower limit of human wisdom, creating irremediable evil consequences." ”Hearing this, the little blessed orangutan couldn't help sighing, and he climbed on the shoulders of the death knell and squatted there: "I have been dealing with the magical world for decades, and I know that our world is a world where only the mentally ill can save the world, and this is the reason why I am worried, you are obviously not mentally ill." ”"Hehe, thanks for the compliment."
Su Ming smiled and rubbed the monkey's head, the black hair felt very dry, and he could even feel the presence of salt grains, the ghost knows how long this orangutan hadn't washed his hair: "But how can you be sure that I'm not crazy enough?"
Maybe I'm laughing all the time in my heart. ”"Wow!"
smiled and shrunk his shoulders, and also told a joke: "Then you occupy the two points of laughter and darkness, I only need to stick two pointed ears on your head, then our universe will be saved." ”"Batfist Warning!"
Su Ming knocked on the monkey's head, then restrained his smile and got down to business: "Did you find out that the situation was wrong?"
”"Yes, although I am not familiar with the land of dreams, I also know that things in dreams should not be black and white, unless it is a near-death dream."
He also got serious, and whispered in the death knell's ear: "When we went out of the forest, many of the people we saw in the village were pure white and had no faces. ”As the orangutan said, this place is completely different from the last time Death Knell came.A new creature has appeared in the Land of Dreams.Their bodies are all white and simple human figures, like unpainted models in a cupboard, and their facial features are replaced by the symbol _.These freaks roam the roads and villages like ghosts, but they don't appear aggressive.Judging from the reaction of the natives of the Dream Nation to this, they seem to get along well, but the proportion of the population seems to be completely unbalanced, and this new species accounts for the majority.They don't speak much, they just repeat simple words like 'work', 'work', 'labor', etc., and they are muttering in a small voice.It doesn't sound like much in itself, but when the faceless models get together and whisper the same words at the same frequency and tone, the scene is so weird that the hairs stand on end."
The land of dreams can't collapse, or my story won't hold up a world if all the other stories are gone."
Su Ming sighed and pulled out the Godslayer from his waist bag: "In this way, I'll get a specimen first, and the doctor will prepare to dissect it." ”