Dream Guide

The closer he got to Yu Gang's cemetery, the more inexplicably panic Shi Dazhuang felt. This is a very strange feeling, as if the brother lying on the ground is shouting to him: "Don't come over! Don't come over!"

However, the brother was lying there, and the brother's daughter fell into the hands of the thief. Even if there was a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire in front of him, how could he not just take a look?

The skills he developed as a scout came in handy at this time. He soon discovered the footprints and broken branches in the forest. Judging from the soil turned up by the footprints and the broken branches, these people had just left not long ago.

He must have escaped from the back mountain.

Just when he was about to turn back and chase after him, he saw a stone on Yu Gang's grave. There seemed to be a piece of paper pressed under the stone, and a corner of it was blown up by the wind.

His intuition told him that there was a trap here. He blocked his companions with his arms and warned: "There may be thunder, everyone, be careful and stay back!"

He turned on his flashlight and searched the ground carefully.

A thin silver line lit up among the grass, extending from the grave to the root of a nearby tree. As long as any of them takes two more steps forward, they will encounter this thread.

Shi Dazhuang secretly rejoiced and asked the others to retreat until they were at a safe distance. Then he leaned down and checked along the thin line bit by bit. He was worried that the line was just part of the trap.

When he saw the piece of bread-like thing attached to the grave bag, he cursed lightly: "Fuck!"

He originally thought that the end of the thin line was connected to something like an anti-infantry mine, but he didn't expect it to be a piece of C4 explosive. If such a big thing exploded, Shi Dazhuang would have to be buried here even if he brought twice as many people over. Moreover, Muka did not use landmines that were cheaper, easier to detonate, and more concealed. Instead, he used C4 explosives. He wanted to blow up the entire tomb!

Shi Dazhuang carefully lifted up the dough and took out the detonator underneath. As long as you remove the detonator, it will be safe. This kind of explosive will not explode even if you hit it with a gun without a detonator.

After checking the surroundings again to confirm that there was no other danger, Shi Dazhuang removed the stone and took out the piece of paper.

There is a line of scrawled but organized handwriting written on the paper. It can be seen that the person who wrote it has practiced calligraphy, but he wrote it in a hurry:

"You are not dead yet. It seems that my brother's death in your hands was not unjust. If you want to arrest me, come to Nangouhe. I will cross the border if it is late."

Shi Dazhuang was wondering about Muka's intention of leaving this note. Was it to build a plank road to cross Chencang secretly, or to dig a hole and wait for him to jump?

At this moment, a bright light flashed in the direction of Wanziba, followed by a loud thunder-like noise, which startled all the animals sleeping at night in the forest.

Shi Daqiang couldn't help but rushed to Wanziba.

The gate to the courtyard of Lao Enkun's house collapsed, and bricks, tiles, and sawdust were flying everywhere. Meng Yan and two assisting police officers were lying five or six meters away from the gate. Judging from the scene, someone should have set a trap on the door, and an explosion occurred when the door was opened.

Shi Dazhuang grabbed Meng Yan, held him in his arms, and shouted: "Meng Yan! Wake up! Meng Yan!"

Meng Yan struggled to open his eyes from the blood on his face, his chest heaved violently, and he said feebly: "I have been catching snakes all my life, and this time I was bitten by a snake... cough..." He spat out a mouthful of blood, "I This life was picked up, and today...it will be...returned...to the brothers..."

The corner of his bloody mouth squeezed out a smile for the last time, then he relaxed and his head hung down.

Shi Dazhuang gently put Meng Yan back on the ground, then checked the other two police officers and found that they were both dead.

There was also a corpse lying inside the gate, that of Enkun's son Le Mao.

Old Enkun stood motionless in the center of the yard, leaning on a cane and hunched over. The expression on his old face was frozen, like a statue that had been eroded by wind and rain for decades.

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When Aoki came out of the cave, it was completely dark. Starlight filled the mountains outside the cave, and everything was misty.

He raised his head and looked carefully at the sky and the mountain shadows in the distance to make sure he was no longer in a dream. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, leaned against the stone wall, took out a cigarette and lit it.

Although the cigarettes were a little damp when we were in the cave, I still found a few that I could smoke. Fortunately, the matches were not soaked in water.

The warm smoke was sucked into his throat, flowed through every bronchial tube, filled his entire lungs, and then sprayed out from his nostrils. This allowed him to regain a little bit of reality, which was more real than the distant starry sky.

Usually to judge whether we are in a dream, we only need to look at the scenery in the distance to see whether it is real or whether it is stuck there like wallpaper. A person's dream expands with mental power and cannot expand to infinity. The so-called starry sky is just a two-dimensional picture created through memory in a dream. No one can create a three-dimensional starry sky in a dream that is close to reality, because your mental power cannot reach such a distant place.

But Aoki has just experienced an unimaginable group dream. The inside of that cave is not only very huge, but also extremely real.

When the mental power of many people is added together, it will become very powerful, and the resulting group dream will naturally be huge. Theoretically, if all mankind had the same dream, it would be possible to create a cosmic dream that is close to reality.

In fact, what evidence is there to prove that we are not dreaming?

The sky we see is just a painting hanging on it. Humanity's exploration of the universe seems to be getting deeper and deeper, but as the population grows, isn't it because of the increase in spiritual power that the depth of the dream universe increases?

However, this question means nothing to human society. On the surface, except for the mentally ill, normal people would not think this way, but essentially, because everyone is in the same situation and it is fair to everyone, there is no need to care.

It is said that the people do not worry about scarcity but about inequality. What is the difference between everyone dreaming and everyone living in reality?

Only when you find that someone can wake up, but you can only dream forever, will you feel it is unfair and you will strongly want to wake up.

Aoki threw down his cigarette butt and prepared to walk back the way he came. However, the smelly ravine covered with rotten leaves was gone, and it was surrounded by dense woods.

Aoki always knew that the big dream space in the cave extended outside the cave, but he didn't expect it to extend so far. In other words, after coming out of the back door of the small wooden building and turning around the mountain wall, you have already entered the edge of this dream. The dream started when I saw that ravine. The rotten leaves there and the rotten smell at the bottom of the ditch have a hypnotic effect, blending in with the surrounding environment and not making people feel out of place.

The design of the entire dreamland is very clever. From the Fuye Valley outside the cave to the underground river inside the cave, the original dreamer not only had strong spiritual power, but was also proficient in mountain geography and Feng Shui, and made full use of the earth's atmosphere and environment.

Who is this guy named Kitano Matake? What does he have to do with the mysterious hourglass symbol of time?

Aoki's mind became confused again, as if a meteorite had suddenly fallen into a silent dead lake. Waves were spreading layer by layer, but the bottom of the lake was becoming increasingly unclear as the water became muddy.

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