Embers Ad Infinitum

Chapter 801 Dream

Jiang Baimian did not hide anything and asked directly:

"You must have met many members of religious organizations, right?"

"I've seen some." An Ruxiang did not deny it.

Jiang Baimian further asked:

"Do any of them suffer from 'unintentional disease'?"

"Yes." An Ruxiang gave a very positive answer, "It is no different from ordinary people suffering from 'unintentional disease'."

Jiang Baimian and Bai Chen looked at each other, considered it and said:

"How does their probability of getting 'unintentional disease' compare with that of ordinary people?"

She was not too sure about An Ruxiang's cultural level, so she was ready to explain in detail what probability was.

But An Ruxiang didn't ask back, and recalled for a while:

“It should be lower than ordinary people.

"I have only seen a dozen or twenty members of religious organizations suffering from 'unintentional disease', but I often encounter ordinary people who become 'unintentional people'."

This may be Zhi Sui's "blessing"... Jiang Baimian suddenly felt that if Shang Jian Yao was in the living room, he would definitely say this, and if Gnawa did not caboose and followed up, he would definitely sing with Shang Jian Yao.

She nodded and thought for a while before saying:

"Have you ever encountered a more special scene involving members of a religious organization?"

An Ruxiang replied calmly:

"I'm not sure what you mean by special. The rituals of those religious organizations are quite confusing. Sometimes, they will party all night long, and sometimes, they will do weird dances in the morning."

This reminded Jiang Baimian and Bai Chen of the broadcast gymnastics of the "Supreme Eagle" and the carnival dance of the "Holy Desire" sect.

They are indeed special to ordinary people.

Jiang Baimian considered and gave the limiting conditions:

"A rather special scene related to 'Wuxin Disease'."

An Ruxiang thought for a while and said:

“Once, I infiltrated an estate and tried to assassinate its owner.

"I have obtained detailed information beforehand and know that he is a cultist. He will take out the treasured idols at seven o'clock every morning and go to the balcony of his bedroom to pray.

"As soon as I entered the shooting position, I saw the man turned into a 'Heartless One' in front of the idol. The Zhi Sui he worshiped did not help him avoid bad luck."

"Maybe he did something blasphemous." Shang Jianyao walked out of the kitchen carrying two hot dishes.

Jiang Baimian ignored him and asked An Ruxiang:

"What does that idol look like?"

"There is a mirror on the face. I only remember this feature." An Ruxiang glanced at the dishes placed on the coffee table.

"True Self"...the "dawn" of February...Jiang Baimian nodded invisibly.

She then smiled and said to An Ruxiang:

"It's almost time to eat."

"Have a taste. It came from the city lord's palace." Shang Jianyao didn't think this was a shameful thing at all, but was quite proud of it.

He handed the chopsticks in his hand to An Ruxiang.

The meal was very lively. Although An Ruxiang didn't talk much and had a cold personality, the "Old Tune Group" was always quiet. Either Shang Jianyao was making fun of Long Yuehong, or Jiang Baimian stopped it. The guy said something inappropriate.

They were just about to start a fight.

An Ruxiang didn't show any disgust. She ate very seriously and listened to what the "Old Tune Group" was talking about from time to time.

After eating and drinking, Shang Jianyao and others said goodbye to An Ruxiang and returned to the jeep.

Jiang Baimian, who was sitting in the passenger seat, stared at the building and the pedestrians on the street and said:

"Tomorrow we will set off for the ice field. This time we will go north from the Black Marsh Wilderness to look for clues about the company's experiments."

After a pause, Jiang Baimian sighed again:

"I don't know when the next time I will go to Weed City is..."

This made Long Yuehong and others feel quite sad.

"As long as you have a strong will to come here, you will come here again sooner or later." Shang Jianyao was not so emotional, but full of firm belief.

Jiang Baimian glanced sideways at him in the driver's seat:

"Remember to go to '506' for ward rounds and resolve this matter as soon as possible so as not to affect your mental state during the journey."

She called Shang Jianyao's ward rounds when he went to room "506" to see if there were any dreams.

"Lao Ge, come and drive!" Shang Jianyao immediately couldn't wait.

…………

Tarnan, Youmeng Hotel.

The proprietress Aino stood up unsteadily and walked to the bathroom.

She was in a daze and felt like she would pass out at any time.

Staying awake is too torturous!

For a strong-willed person, it might be possible to hold on for a few more days, but Aino has never been a strong-willed person.

Thinking of having to face the cruel reality of not sleeping for several days, she felt that having nightmares was not such a terrible thing.

Even if it really involves that secret, Zhi Sui may not necessarily hear what he said in the dream!

There's no way Zhi Sui has been watching me, right? I usually dream, and occasionally I dream about that past event, but it doesn’t bother me much... Aino walked out of the bathroom with difficulty and decided to close his eyes and ignore everything.

Just treat it like a normal dream!

As for whether there are foreign bastards in the dream, how would the dreamer know?

Those who don’t know are not guilty!

Ainuo immediately threw himself on his comfortable bed, pulled the quilt and covered him.

Deep fatigue surged instantly, and she fell into a deep sleep before she had time to comfort herself.

…………

On the "soul corridor", Shang Jianyao opened the door of "506" and checked the ward on time.

He took a step forward, looked at the bedroom scene that was slightly illuminated by the starlight, and laughed "haha":

"You've only been able to hold on for a few days and you can't hold it anymore?"

The proud Shang Jianyao immediately fell into a dream.

He found a female figure lying on the bed in the bedroom, wrapped in a quilt, sleeping soundly.

On the corresponding ceiling, a figure was hanging from the chandelier, swaying slightly. There were also suspected figures floating in every corner of the room.

"A nightmare like a ghost story?" Shang Jianyao walked over excitedly, lay down on the ground, and looked under the bed.

Sure enough, there was a pale corpse lying there, with a swollen face and bulging eyes.

After looking at each other for a few seconds, Shang Jianyao stood up in disappointment:

"It's so uncreative."

He sat on the edge of the bed and pushed the female figure wrapped in quilt:

"Wake up, wake up!"

The female figure woke up in a daze and was startled by the figure beside the bed:

"ah!"

Screaming, she sat up suddenly, hugged the quilt, and shrank to the head of the bed:

"Who are you?"

Shang Jianyao pointed to the corpse on the chandelier and said:

"Have you forgotten? I am the ghost slayer you hired."

"Ghost!" The vague female figure shouted for a while, and then asked tremblingly, "He, he is still alive, can he still move?"

Shang Jianyao laughed:

“I have suppressed him.

"We have known each other for many years and have become good friends. I won't lie to you..."

The female figure was obviously relieved.

In her dream, she couldn't think specifically and couldn't remember whether she really knew such a person.

Shang Jianyao chatted with her until he was almost exhausted and left the room.

Seeing him open his eyes and sit up, as if thinking, Jiang Baimian asked with concern:

"Is there any result?"

"No, I forgot to ask." Shang Jianyao answered very calmly, "I suspect that I was possessed by the ability of the room owner in my dream."

"What should I say?" Jiang Baimian also sat up.

Shang Jianyao thought back and said:

"She should have activated her ability the first time she said 'ah'.

"I felt that I had become quite arrogant. Even though I had the opportunity to use 'thinking guidance', I had to make up my own stories and try to persuade her normally. In the end, I was never able to dispel her vigilance."

"It's normal to be affected by other people's dreams." Jiang Baimian commented truthfully, "However, this shouldn't be a big problem, because in the dream, she is close to unconsciousness, and you can think and plan, Sober enough.”

If this fails to sway the owner of the room, Jiang Baimian will suggest Shang Jianyao to go to the "Sea of Origins" to see if he has split into a personality with a lower IQ than the reckless Shang Jianyao.

"That makes sense!" Shang Jianyao clenched his right fist and left palm.

He then rubbed his chin and said:

"In fact, unconsciousness is more dangerous. Maybe she will simulate the dangerous things she encountered in the past under stress.

"Based on this, anything may appear in her dreams. I'm really afraid that she will face Zhi Sui."

Jiang Baimian nodded:

“My advice is to strike first.

"You should sleep for a while first to replenish your energy and try again at dawn. She has not slept for so long, and she will definitely not wake up for a long time."

Shang Jianyao followed the good example this time.

After dawn, he went to room "506" three times at intervals of half an hour, and finally encountered the person who was dreaming again.

This time, the vague female figure was standing in the family area of the Fourth Research Institute, breathing the fresh morning air, with no one around.

Shang Jianyao greeted directly:

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"Long time no see." The female figure was a little confused.

Shang Jianyao approached and said with a smile:

"We have met many times..."

In a dream.

"It can be considered as a sufficient friendship..."

One-sided friendship.

"I didn't expect to meet you here again. Are you also from the Fourth Research Institute?"

At this point, Shang Jianyao has completed “thinking guidance”.

"Yeah..." The woman's voice was a little erratic.

"They all seem to be dead." Shang Jianyao looked around and said proactively.