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I called out Foxin's name and guessed the identity of the nightmare. At this time, I stood firmly in front of the tall boy with a firm attitude.

"You set the rules of the game. I won. Are you ready to abide by the rules, or are you ready to fight me to the death now?" I held my mobile phone and the camera captured the wonderful expression of the tall boy. He should be the one in all nightmares. The most unlucky one is that I, an outsider, forced me to be speechless in my home stadium.

In fact, after dreaming many times, I also understood some rules about dreams. Shallow dreams and middle dreams have great restrictions on everyone, because in the final analysis, this is just a fictional world based on the memory of the dream owner. , does not really exist.

If the rules here are not followed, or the dream itself is seriously damaged, two situations may occur.

First, when the dream owner wakes up, the dream is shattered, and all thoughts and memories living in the dream are annihilated. Even if the dream owner is awake, he will lose his memory or become an idiot.

Second, when the dream owner dies physically in reality, all the thoughts and memories in the dream will be pulled into the deep dream, and the deep dream is a place without any rules and restrictions, where whether it is a nightmare or something else, They can kill and plunder without restraint.

"Don't get too proud too early." Since the tall boy said this, he had a faint intention of giving in.

"I'm just stating the facts to you. I won. I beat you with the rules you set." I don't think the tall boy will break up with me. When the time comes, we will fall into a deep dream together, and there will probably be more than one place there. A nightmare, too confusing, too dangerous.

"Who are you? Why do you appear in this dream?" The expression on the face of the nightmare disguised as Fu Xin kept changing. He finally chose to give in: "Any outsider who enters the dream will attract my attention. As long as they speak or Changing the scene in the dream, I can find him based on the clues left in the dream, but why can you approach me quietly? I didn't notice you until you appeared behind me. Are you also a nightmare?"

"Don't talk nonsense, tell me your choice." The fog became thicker, and I gradually had a bad premonition in my heart.

"Threatening me? What a joke, you actually threatened the nightmare in a dream?" The boy's mouth cracked and he smiled exaggeratedly, but Truman and I could feel his anger: "How long can you last in this dream?"

His body slowly turned into mist: "If you want my reminder, I will tell you clearly that the real owner of this dream has been lost in the deep dream. However, don't worry, it won't take long, I will I will also send you in to accompany her!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the nightmare disappeared into the fog.

"This guy is very troublesome." Truman stood far away, not daring to get close. The tall boy disappeared, but the remaining children were still there.

They stood blankly on the playground, and their bodies were soon engulfed by the mist. Even if they were very close, they could only see blurry shadows.

"Get out of here quickly, the dream has changed. We have to find a way out before the nightmare strikes next time!" I used my judgment to find the right direction, and dragged Truman towards the teaching building. There was an easy thing in Ye Bing's dream. The neglected place is the roof of the teaching building, where the hunchback boy and Ye Bing agreed.

"Hey, where are you going?" Truman followed me closely, "Do you think what the nightmare just said is true? Did Ye Bing really enter a deep dream?"

"Who can tell clearly what the nightmare said? He is just interfering with us." I said this. In fact, I no longer had much hope of finding Ye Bing in the middle dreamland. The first priority at this moment was to hurry up. After escaping, the live broadcast of the underworld show and rescuing people are all secondary, leaving the green hills without worrying about having no firewood.

"Summary experience, come in next time, be prepared to deal with nightmares." Arriving at the top of the teaching building, the environment here was similar to what I saw in the dream of the hunchbacked boy.

Climbing up to the utility room, a tattered stuffed animal was sitting in the middle of the roof.

"Chen Jiuge, Nightmare has discovered us. If you really want to save Ye Bing, tell me everything you know!" I yelled at the stuffed bear. This scene surprised Truman, but he soon let me know. Something even more surprising happened to him.

The stuffed bear, which was covered in cracks, tatters and mold, actually started to move on its own. It slowly stood up, just like Chen Jiuge, standing on the edge of the building, looking at the city in the distance.

That blurry building existed on the edge of the dream, and I didn’t know if it was an illusion or a real scene.

"Speak!" Heavy fog blocked the orphanage, and the scene in the distance gradually blurred. In the fog, more and more figures were faintly walking out of the depths of memory.

I squinted my eyes, and even with my discerning eyes, it was difficult to see clearly what those people looked like, but judging from their height and body shape, they were probably children in the orphanage.

"So many?" One after another, figures appeared one after another. They have now become chess pieces in the hands of Nightmare, running towards the teaching building: "I defeated Nightmare just now, and now this guy is going to show his true skills. "

Drive everyone in the entire dream to deal with me. Even if I have Taoist and ghost skills, I can only escape.

"Chen Jiuge, what exactly do you want to do? You introduced me into your dream before and helped me see through the true face of the nightmare, but now you are watching me fall to death? Don't you want to save Ye Bing?" I felt very sad in my heart. He was uneasy, not sure what the hunchbacked boy was thinking in his heart.

Soon, my doubts were answered. The zipper on the back of the stuffed bear was slowly opened, and lines of bloody words appeared.

"I know the way to leave the dreamland, but you must follow me to rescue Ye Bing before I can tell you the way to leave!" The word "Xue" looked ferocious with determination, and I have to say that the stuffed bear found it at this time. It's great. The nightmare drives the power of the entire dream to kill Truman and I. If we don't cooperate with him, we will only die, so we can only agree to him at this time. Fortunately, his request is not excessive.

"I entered the dream just to find Ye Bing. We have the same goal. Are you still afraid that I will run away?" There were more and more figures in the fog, and I spoke urgently.

"Are you sure? If I tell you that Ye Bing is really imprisoned in the deep dreamland, will you still be willing to go with me?" The bloody words on the ground are a bit dazzling: "I know there is a big secret hidden in you, even if you are caught by the nightmare You won’t necessarily be killed by attacking, so I won’t tell you how to escape the dream until you enter the deep dream and find Ye Bing!”

The stuffed bear doesn't trust me, and he still has a hint of hostility towards me deep in his heart. All he cares about is Ye Bing. After so many years, he still misses Ye Bing in his heart.

"Deep Dreamland?" My voice was a bit bitter. Deep Dreamland can be said to be another world. I have never heard of anyone coming back alive.

"You still have time. Make a decision before those guys made of negative memories tear you and your companions apart."

"Do I have a choice?" I smiled bitterly. Not for myself, even for Truman, I can only agree. Following the stuffed bear into the deep dreamland will not necessarily lead to death, and you can also get a way to escape from the dreamland; while staying in Here, there is no way to escape, and there is a possibility of becoming a toy in the hands of nightmares, from which one cannot escape for the rest of his life.

"I promise you, I hope you won't break your promise when the time comes." The stuffed bear should have known for a long time that Ye Bing was taken into a deep dream. It never told me just to wait until I was in a desperate situation and had no choice but to show up again.

"Then do as I say." The zipper was closed, the bloody words faded, and the stuffed bear climbed on the back like a sloth, wrapping his hands around my neck: "Take your friend towards the dreamland Run on the edge, there is a city there, I will tell you what to do next after you enter the city."

At this point, I had no better idea. I called Truman, hurried downstairs, and rushed into the fog under the command of the stuffed bear.

In the mist that enveloped everything, countless pairs of eyes looked at me and Truman, and a sharp voice echoed over the mouth of heaven: "You can't run away!"