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"Many people have forgotten their state of mind when they saw the mirror for the first time. It was a sense of fear intertwined with surprise, excitement and fear. No matter how colorful the world in people's eyes is, without a mirror, they will always look at the mirror. Without seeing oneself, people will always be blind to themselves, and seeing oneself in the mirror for the first time in life has the most profound impression. The fear derived from excitement will remain in the human brain forever. In the cortex.”

"You may have forgotten that feeling, but dreams will not. There is a special mirror in everyone's dream, hidden in the deepest part of the soul."

"Seeing it is like seeing another self."

These words were said by Onishu Ayaka. Because of Sakurako, she also understands dreams very well.

Taking out her phone, she showed me some of her notes about her dreams.

"Many things in dreams have special meanings. For example, vending machines represent desire, eggplants represent pregnant women, and mazes represent loss and helplessness. You should pay special attention to these in your dreams, especially in middle and deep dreams."

"Another thing to note is color. Most dreams are black and white. Be careful when you encounter other colors. The color of dreams has strong symbolic meaning. For example, red represents anger and sexual passion. Completely black to express repressed emotions, etc..."

Onishu Ayaka has always been worried that Sakurako will be lost forever in the nightmare, so she has collected a lot of knowledge about dreams over the years.

After reading them all, I felt a little more confident.

"Gao Jian, you should think about it again. What I told you can only deal with the middle dream state. The deep dream state is completely blank in the academic world and no one knows it clearly." Onishu Ayaka took back the phone and restrained herself a little. of flattery.

"Academia? Boss lady, your Chinese is getting worse and worse." I could hear the tactful dissuasion in Onishu Ayaka's words, but I would not be willing to give it a try if I didn't try some things.

"Gao Jian." Her finger was caught, and Yingzi handed me the paper on the table: "Be sure not to enter a deep dream, for sure."

I took the piece of paper she handed over and was slightly stunned. There was a little girl with pigtails drawn on the white paper. The brushwork is immature, just like that of a minor character in a villain book. It is composed of simple lines, and only a rough shape can be seen.

"When I was talking to your mother just now, you were drawing this thing?" I put away the white paper and looked into Yingzi's big eyes: "What is the use of this paper? Can you tell me?"

"Keep it, don't lose it." Yingzi cherished her words like gold. This little girl's personality was completely opposite to her mother's.

I folded the white paper and placed it close to my body, then asked Yingzi some questions, and she answered them one by one. The mother and daughter did not leave until after seven o'clock in the evening.

"No one has ever come back from the deep dream. Even if I am wandering on the edge of the middle dream and the deep dream, I only have a 30% chance of returning. This probability is too low." I leaned on the pillow and looked at the ceiling. After using Teacher Chen’s beads, there are no distracting thoughts in my mind anymore. My mind is clear and every thought is shining brightly: "According to my current physical recovery condition, the next live broadcast will definitely not be able to proceed normally. The wounds from strenuous exercise will immediately Collapse, there is still God's will to cause trouble, that's all, I will use ten points to avoid this live broadcast, and try my best to help Ye Bing, as a favor to Teacher Chen."

I took out the underworld show mobile phone, and as soon as I entered the interface, I suddenly realized that something was wrong.

In the column recording merits, the numbers are constantly changing!

"What's the situation?" I clearly remember that my original merit was negative one hundred thousand, but now it has become negative more than ninety-nine thousand nine hundred.

The values ​​are still changing, but very slowly.

"My own merit is rising?" I was surprised in my heart, and I couldn't help but look at my wrist. "Does this string of beads contain the merit accumulated by Teacher Chen over more than 20 years? Impossible! How can a person's merit be condensed in On an item?”

I tried to take off the beads, and the numbers recording my merits immediately stopped changing.

"It's really because of this bracelet. If it can help me make up for my merits, then the favor I owe is a bit big." I looked at the beads and felt a surge in my heart, but I soon felt relieved. This string of beads may have been with Mr. Chen for too long, so it was contaminated with some of his merits. It would be pretty good to have a few hundred.

"Teacher Chen, I really can't see through it." Touching the beads, I sighed and made a decision: "I will try my best to help Ye Bing, enter her dream, and only look for the shallow dream and the middle dream. If I can find the best and can’t find it, then I’ve done my best.”

After I figured it out, I started sending messages to the underworld show, wanting to spend ten points to cancel the next live broadcast task, but there was no response after sending the message for a long time.

"Don't you need to send a message in advance at all? As long as the live broadcast task is not completed, will the points be automatically deducted?" I have never canceled a live broadcast task, so I don't know much about the whole process. "This show is always mysterious and mysterious, and I don't give any An employee handbook.”

I muttered a few words, turned around and saw Feng Minglong secretly observing me again, and immediately frowned: "What do you want to do again? I saved your life, so don't retaliate!"

"No, no." Feng Minglong waved his hands repeatedly and said in a hesitant voice: "What is your relationship with the mother and daughter just now? Although I don't understand the content of your conversation, I see that you are quite close. The mother and daughter are both I care about you."

Feng Minglong winked and expressed his meaning very tactfully.

"It doesn't matter, we're just ordinary friends." I replied one after another, silently reciting the information I got from Sakurako and Onishu Ayaka.

"Oh, then I'm relieved."

Feng Minglong's voice was sincere and a little shy. He scratched his head in embarrassment. He seemed to have thought of some happy scene in his mind, and the corners of his mouth rose up to reveal a smile. He raised his burned hand and took out his mobile phone with great difficulty: "Brother, can you tell me the phone number of the Japanese sister?"

"Japanese sister?" I was stunned for a moment.

"Yeah, yeah, the one with the blue tattoo on his chest just now..."

"I'm almost disabled. Do I still have time to miss my Japanese sister? Just die and don't affect my thinking." Before Feng Minglong could finish speaking, I refused directly.

At almost eight o'clock, Tie Ningxiang hurried over with dinner: "Are you hungry? There are some things in my bureau that I can't leave. You eat quickly. If not, I will stay here to take care of you tonight."

"No need." I didn't share it with Feng Minglong kindly this time. After eating, I reached out to stop Tie Ningxiang who was about to leave: "Senior sister, I want you to do me a favor."

"What's wrong?"

I stared at Tie Ningxiang for a long time and then said: "I want to go to the Central Bank, can you see me off?"

"No, how can you run around in your current physical condition? The wound is already infected. What if something happens if you go outside? Just stay here." Tie Ningxiang put away the bowls and chopsticks: " Besides, why do you want to go to the bank? Are you short of money? I have already paid for your later medical expenses, so don’t worry."

"No, I'm going to the bank to pick up something." As soon as I said these words, I felt like something was wrong. The bank line is very critical to the investigation of the underworld show. It can be said to be a loophole that is not a loophole. I didn't want anyone to know.

"Get something? Can the bank store things?" Tie Ningxiang is engaged in criminal investigation, so she naturally noticed the flaw in my words.

"Yes, that thing is a little special, so I can only pick it up myself." I looked up at Tie Ningxiang, and my eyes slowly calmed down.

My unquestionable tone made Tie Ningxiang struggle for a while: "Okay, I'll send you there, but it's just this time. It won't happen next time. Please stay in the hospital for the next few days and don't sneak out again."

She helped me up from the bed and went to the parking lot to pick up the car. I took the opportunity to send a text message on the underworld show mobile phone, asking if I could pick up the damaged Good and Evil Shura Mask now.

After receiving the acknowledgment text message from the underworld show, I felt at ease. There were no accidents on the way to pick up the mask. The bank had already closed at that time, but the hall was still brightly lit, and the male manager had been waiting for me.

Seeing me walking out with a black package, Tie Ningxiang was vaguely suspicious: "Although Jiangcheng Central Bank is a city commercial bank and is not large in scale, it can make the entire bank postpone its business hours just for you. Isn't this a bit exaggerated?"

She was curious about the black package in my hand, but didn't do anything inappropriate.

Faced with Tie Ningxiang's suspicion, I suddenly realized that I might have made a wrong decision. I should not have been forced by God's will and the pressure from deep dreams to rush to retrieve the damaged Good and Evil Shura Mask.

Fortunately, Tie Ningxiang did not continue to ask questions. She sent me back to the hospital and left.

Back in the ward, I opened the black package with my back to Feng Minglong. When the last layer of black cloth was lifted, a mask full of cracks appeared.

It's very ordinary, split in two from the middle, half black and half white, it's a bit too simple.

"A thing worth twenty points looks like this?" I reached out and touched the surface of the mask. I didn't know what material it was made of, but I could only feel a biting chill.

I picked it up and tried to wear it on my face. It was very light and fit the shape of my face perfectly, as if it was originally mine.

I raised my head and looked out the window, looking up at the sky through the mask. My vision was extremely wide, and the clouds could not block it. I could clearly see every ray of starlight, as if they were falling from the distant future.

I exhaled a breath, and the mask seemed to block something between heaven and earth. The feeling of being constantly watched disappeared, my body became extremely relaxed, and my mind became peaceful.

"I wonder if this mask has any effect in dreams?"