At present, all nightmares are known to be pinched together like plasticine?

interesting.

Facing the situation described by the witch, Fu Qian is not difficult to imagine on the one hand, but on the other hand, he is also a wonder.

As early as after the last time, he had made a big fuss on the other side of the stars, he had expected that with the collapse of the law, the nightmares gathered in the previous reappearance of the Leertin will not be unaffected.

Now that this is verified, it seems that everything can't go back to the past.

The reappearing of Lertin has become a painting, and the gathered nightmare has not yet been dispersed, turning into a special whole.

The situation seemed to become lively, and the way they combined was very curious.

Of course, the most important thing is to provide convenience for exploration.

The meaning of the witch is still easy to understand.

According to the previous tasks, the source of these nightmares is mostly related to the superiors of this world, similar to the hole punching device targeting the law barrier back then.

Anyone who can persist until now has some extraordinary residues.

At this moment, these forces are likely to be intertwined and spread.

So if there are traces of the dark moon inside, it is very likely that it will be reflected in other places.

Just like a drink of various flavors is mixed together, you only need to taste it and you can tell if there is sugar cola in it.

"So that's it, let's go."

Thinking of this, Fu Qian immediately agreed to the plan to go out for a walk.

"good."

Although the witch who proposed this plan was the opposite in the next moment, he took him all the way to the courtyard.

...

"Don't the maps be spliced ​​together in the nightmare?"

The action looks very strange, but as the former dream master, Fu Qian may have lost his perception now, but his insights in this area are still there, and he knows that there are too many counterintuitive aspects in dreams.

He followed the way into the same dark courtyard and looked around and confirmed casually.

"Yes, it's useless to find the right path even if you keep walking in the same direction."

The witch waved casually as she spoke.

"Of course, for us, we can still try to force operations as long as we are willing. After all, the power to support it is limited, but then the stability of the dream will be affected."

But as she moved, three evil dogs that were sensating the movements in the depths of the shadows quickly retreated back and lay on the ground and dared not move.

"It's really not necessary."

While agreeing with this statement, Fu Qian even paid attention to the similar colors on the three dogs.

It’s not because it belongs to the same variety, but there is actually another reason for this similarity - fire.

The three dogs are different, either yellow or brown, but the black marks on their bodies are not the strange-colored hair that grows, but the result of being burned.

And it comes from the fire inside the body.

Boileremia.

The symptoms of causing huge torture to people who had previously given the same pair of pants clubs are not only targeted by humans.

Judging from the traces on the dog's mouth, I'm afraid that it would be infected if I ate something, and there was a special burnt smell in the air.

"A very special epidemic, those wills involved in this dream will suffer considerable pain."

And following his eyes, the witch naturally commented.

"That's what I call them in the crotch club."

Fu Qian couldn't help but recall his old friend.

“Considering the way they were involved, I think I should be a little more aware of this kind of pain.”

What he is talking about is naturally the special enthusiast group where twelve people gather money to buy a pair of pants.

A pair of pants made of a patient's leather.

"In addition, the torture they suffered should be the basis for this nightmare?"

As for the origin of this place, Fu Qian had already guessed it during the last visit, and he also confirmed it with the witch.

"Yes, if the disease is eliminated, this nightmare will disappear."

The witch signaled that the guess was correct, and she was already parked in front of a black carriage while speaking.

Is the pain of one person on one side the reason for the existence of the other?

Fu Qian sighed in his heart, it was no surprise to the witch's behavior that seemed to be taking a means of transportation - the correct way to other nightmares, and what is more reasonable than going out by carriage?

Even the people from the sect introduced during the last mission that this carriage could really send patients in from outside.

Looking at the two horses in front that were still quiet and quiet, he only smelled the breath, he stepped forward and stepped forward.

...

It's even a refrigerated carriage.

Although it looks a bit like a coffin from the outside, the internal facilities are still complete.

The only problem is that the inside of the carriage is a bit cool compared to the outside.

From beginning to end, the entire carriage was evenly covered with a layer of white frost, which looked like a refrigerated transport vehicle.

Of course, for the past, I knew that this scene full of collision between classical and modernity was actually done by a witch, and it was not that the patient needed to refrigerate.

Maybe I have no intention of easily destroying the stability of my dreams, but the latter, who came up first, still doesn't mind decorating the interior slightly before sitting down in the position.

As Fu Qian sat down, the carriage door was automatically closed without any movement, and then he moved to drive out of the side door on one side of the yard.

"So what is your current honorary name?"

Although it was indeed plunging into the fog, the carriage could even clearly hear the bumps on the road, even acceleration and steering, as if it was really walking on a certain avenue.

Of course, these are just the side effects of finding the right path.

In Fu Qian's opinion, if you go out directly, you will most likely not be able to find this path.

Listening to the sound of moving, the witch sitting next to him made full use of his time and confirmed more situations with him.

"The King of Abandoned Prison."

Fu Qian is naturally honest with each other about such expectations, hearing, and asking questions.

"I haven't heard of it, but when you adjusted your flesh and blood just now, the impression seemed different from before. How did you achieve your current state after you go back? Is it related to the Dark Moon mentioned?"

The witch's reaction was to frown and shake her head, indicating that there was no such god as well.

"It's true. The reason why I first reached a connection with this current form was because when I was promoted to the second level, I chose to wear the divine skin of the King of Abandoned Prison."

Fu Qian pointed at himself and said everything he knew.

“From what we know now, there is reason to believe that He was besieged by the dark moon in the long night, so he finally fell.

"With the help of an old friend, I successfully experienced the experience of that year again - and then this time they lost, and I supplemented the skin more completely."
Chapter completed!