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"Is there a hole in the sky?" Master Wang also saw the scene that was not very harmonious. In the gorgeous sky, only a slowly shrinking hole appeared in the northwest: "Is this also a normal phenomenon in deep dreams?"

"Someone should be fighting there and piercing the halo that shrouded the city." I shook my head: "Go there first and take a look."

"Can you make a hole in the sky?!" Master Wang was dumbfounded.

"This is in a dream, anything is possible." I didn't tell him about the show and the show host. Sometimes knowing too much is not a good thing.

After determining the direction, Master Wang and I left the black-red building and walked towards the incomplete sky.

After nearly an hour of walking at Wangshan Mountain, we still have not entered the scope of the loophole, but as we get closer, I can already feel a subtle change in the surroundings.

The light dims, as if shrouded in a huge shadow, and the surrounding buildings look more skewed and abstract.

"Hey, why don't we get out of the way first? As you said, the people we fought before could break the sky. Aren't we just going to deliver food?" Master Wang made a gesture, trying to dissuade me.

"If you're scared, you can stay outside for a while." I glanced at Master Wang, and when he wasn't paying attention, I stuck the Dream Dao Talisman the size of a fingernail to an inconspicuous place on his back.

"Forget it, I still feel safe with you. The beauty of this place is breathtaking and unreal. I always feel like it will break in the next second." Master Wang did not insist anymore, but his pace slowed down and he shrank behind me. .

Seeing him like this, I wasn't angry. Instead, I thought it was natural. In the deep dream, Master Wang was just an ordinary person. Perhaps the aftermath of the fight between the two show anchors could disperse him.

The gorgeous halo in the sky disappeared, and the surrounding buildings seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze, adding a sense of historical weight that had never appeared in other areas of the deep dream.

"What's going on?" I pressed my hand gently on the wall, my palm was covered with dust, and with a little force of my fingers, cracks appeared on the surface of the wall: "What happened in this area?"

After walking inward for about half an hour, I saw the creature in the dream for the first time since I fell into the dream this time.

In the closed building, there was a woman's head lying flat on the window sill. She had an oval face and lovely facial features, but her skin was a little dry, like a traveler who had been walking in the desert for a long time.

The woman also saw Master Wang and me, her head rolling on the windowsill like a ball.

"What is this?" Master Wang stood one or two meters away from the window, standing on tiptoes to get a better view.

The thought in the room felt someone approaching, and she weakly opened her eyes. The long thoughts under her neck were like ropes supporting her head.

"She is a thought, which is at the bottom of the deep dream food chain and is composed of the simplest evil thoughts of human beings." I thought about it and added: "But if someone in the mortal world has a thought and then forgets it, that thought will appear in Here, it symbolizes part of that person’s memory.”

"She is just an idea that humans in the real world inadvertently have?" Master Wang was curious. He walked to the bed and stared at the woman's beautiful face: "What a cute guy..."

Before he finished speaking, his weak and listless thoughts suddenly shot up and hit the window heavily!

A pretty face was pressed against the glass ferociously, letting out a suppressed roar.

Master Wang was startled by this sudden change. He took a few steps back before stopping. He looked a little embarrassed: "You were fine just now, why are you angry all of a sudden?"

"It seems that what you encountered is an evil idea. Stay away from them. Some of these guys are very aggressive and full of murderous intentions. The most important thing is that they usually go out in groups." I am not scaring Master Wang. A personal experience is the best illustration.

"A group movement?" Master Wang probably imagined a scene of a lot of heads flying around in his mind. His eyelids twitched and he couldn't help but look at that idea a few more times.

The woman's head was still hitting the window glass. Her face was pale, and the thoughts under her neck kept falling off. After repeated hits several times, she fell weakly on the window sill, like a fish out of water, opening her mouth to take a big breath.

"These things also feel tired? Aren't they made up of thinking and memory?" Master Wang's casual question made me stop.

Turning around, I saw that the thoughts in the room were indeed different from the thoughts I saw last time I entered a deep dream state. The thoughts that chased me and Chen Jiuge before were not tiring at all, and they showed an obvious group nature. If they were not dealt with quickly, they would be It won't be long before they appear in droves.

"Could it be related to the halo in the sky being broken up?" The thoughts weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the skin looked like withered leaves. Looking at it, the uneasiness in my heart became stronger: "Master Wang, enter this neighborhood. Do you have any special feelings after that?"

Master Wang was stunned for a moment when he was asked. He left the window and looked around: "It's indeed a bit strange. I always feel that this place seems to be covered with a layer of dust. The first impression given by other places in the deep dreamland is Twisted and absurd, full of an indescribable weird beauty, but it’s different here, everything seems to be slowly getting older.”

"Growing old slowly..." I looked at the fading thoughts, and my eyes suddenly opened wide: "The flow of time in this place is different from other places in the dream!"

Touching the dust on the wall, I smashed the glass on the window with one punch, wrapped my arm with my will, and captured the thoughts inside.

The thought was very light, maybe because she felt the threat from me, this woman's head was very honest and motionless, completely different from what she looked like in front of Master Wang.

I touched the cheek of the thought, and my fingers easily penetrated it. A large piece of the thoughts under its neck fell off. About half an hour later, the thought was completely shattered, turning into dust and falling on the ground.

This was the first time I watched Death of Thoughts up close. I twirled the dust on the ground with my fingers. It felt the same as the dust I encountered on the wall surface.

"If the dust attached to the surface of all the buildings in the entire block is left behind by the death of thoughts, then how many thoughts have died in this block?!" I continued my previous speculation. In reality, the lifespan of thoughts may be longer. Or short, some thoughts are generated in a moment and then dismissed instantly, while others are rooted in the heart and never forgotten. Only in deep dreams can their lifespan be greatly extended, because the flow of time here is very slow.

"There are no wounds on the woman's mind, nor are they attacked by other wills. It can be said that it dies of old age." I looked at the sky above my head that was broken, and looked at the big funnel-like hole: "The time in this neighborhood The flow rate has changed."

My sharp eyes wanted to penetrate the big black hole, but I found that I couldn't do it at all: "Is the other side of the hole in the dream sky the reality?"

No one knows how far apart the deep dream is from reality. Looking up at the hole above my head, I began to wonder if this thing was created by the black-robed anchor or a betrayer.

"What are you thinking about?" Master Wang fiddled with the dust left behind after his death, grabbed a small handful, and seemed ready to take it with him.

"The flow of time in this neighborhood is different from other places. I suspect that the hole in the sky is connected to the real world, and someone is preparing to build a passage between the two worlds." I know the methods of the black-robed anchor and the betrayer, so it is very easy to conjecture. It's normal, but Master Wang's view is different from mine.

"Dream is a world where memories exist. It is an illusory world. How can illusion be connected with reality?" Master Wang stood up from the ground: "If the speed of time is just different, there is no need to be nervous. Even in reality, there are many kinds of The situation can change time, such as the gravitational time dilation effect, which is introduced in the general theory of relativity. Regions with different potential energies in the universe will cause time to pass at different rates, because the greater the distortion rate of space-time caused by gravity, the longer the time will pass. Slow. I personally feel that the reason for the abnormal flow of time here has little to do with the real world, but because certain changes have occurred in this place itself."