When Wu Shiyu saw Gu Jun's mind being pulled out by Mr. Huihu, he was so anxious that he almost stabbed the old man with a pair of scissors. "Gu Jun, why are you fighting with me over this? I have never liked to dream. How tiring is it to have to dream to sleep? It's best not to have any dreams. The best way to sleep is to sleep until you wake up on your own! "
Just as she screamed, she saw Mr. Huihu's expression shift. He mumbled like he had just been hit by a bullet, "Your power?"
"Ah!" The tumbling images in Gu Jun's mind became clearer and clearer …
He saw a tall statue of the Goddess of Life standing inside a beautiful fountain. Water, the source of life … There were some ancient and grand buildings around it. 'Is this Carlott College?' Perhaps this is a good chance. With the last shred of clarity in his mind, he opened the incomplete spell book in his mind and tried to trigger the illusion …
Instantly, even more scenes appeared. He seemed to see a classroom in an ancient building, with rows of students sitting in rows. They were all dressed in white robes.
"You cannot just read the words in a spell book." In the blur, a teacher was speaking from the podium. His tone was serious. "You must always use your mind to touch and feel it. Let its mind transform into your mind, and let its life force transform into your life force."
The students listened quietly and jotted down notes on the spell book.
One of the figures … looked similar to the one who dissected the Necro-skins in the basement. He was whispering to the people around him, and they appeared to be laughing at something.
"Lenton!" The teacher suddenly scolded sternly. "Pay attention to the lecture!"
'Is this teacher the Mr. Orlem that was mentioned in the spell book's notes? '
Even though he was being scolded by the teacher, laughter echoed in the classroom. For some reason, Gu Jun felt a sense of warmth. 'This illusion is probably a sweet dream … '
At that moment, the illusion slowly dissipated, and a new system notification popped up.
"Your mind has been cleansed. Corruption rate decreased by two percent. Currently at three percent."
'Hmm? ' Indeed, Gu Jun felt a sweet sense of nourishment. More foreign terms were revived in his mind, and the dark will of the Son of Misfortune receded like the tide.
Who would have thought that the illusion of this page would have such a miraculous effect …
This vision was different. It was warm and nostalgic. This seemed to be the first time he triggered this type of illusion.
Perhaps it could be called a "light illusion"? And the ones that caused pain and drained one's mental strength when triggered were "dark illusions"?
This time, not only did his spirit not feel depleted, but it was also nourished and repaired. Even the corrosion rate had decreased … The corrosion rate could indeed be reduced! One of the methods was to digest Lenton's light side power like this. It was like a scale. If one side was high, the other side would be low, and vice versa.
If that was the case, Gu Jun believed that he might still be able to survive …
It was also at that moment that he sensed a strange power in his mind. It was strangely unfamiliar, but it was the power that belonged to Elder Huihu.
'Is this the power that is sucking away my sweet dream? 'Gu Jun focused and tried to sense it. Suddenly, other lights and shadows appeared.
"I, Barzai the Wise, have used my wisdom to surpass the [Earth Gods], and with my will, I have turned the curses and barriers of the gods into nothingness!" "I, Barzai the Wise, have used my wisdom to stand above the [Earth Gods], and with my will, I have turned the curse and barrier of the gods into nothing!
It was a wild joy, like the most beautiful dream that a human could imagine had come true.
But in the blink of an eye, the scream turned into the most desperate wail, the most thorough nightmare, and he was instantly tortured!
"… Hell … Don't look this way …" The voice's words were blurry and unclear.
But Gu Jun could feel the edge of the abyss of pain, and it was pulling him down. He immediately summoned his newly abundant spiritual power and drove it away. "Get out, no matter what you are, get out!"
"Oh." Elder Huihu was slightly surprised, and the scars on his old face became even more gloomy and strange.
Wu Shiyu saw that the spiritual silver thread suddenly bounced back into Gu Jun's head like a rope …
"Your sweet dream …" The old man was puzzled. "You …"
Gu Jun stumbled and came back to his senses. Wu Shiyu hurriedly came up to support him. Gu Jun asked her, "How is it?"
"It seems that it didn't work?" Wu Shiyu also did not quite understand, and described the situation to him.
As she spoke, she looked at Elder Huihu again. If there was a boss in the Dream World, it was definitely not this old man. He looked like an employee, and was not invincible. She whispered, "Can't we really knock him out?"
Gu Jun was also looking at the old man. Although he had driven away the other party's power, he was still not clear about that power, and the person behind it might not be simple … Earth Gods? What was that?
But now that he knew more, he tried to ask, "Old sir, your name is Barcé?"
This old man seemed to be an ordinary person in the past, proud of his wisdom and will, but in the end, he fell into fear and madness … Maybe that was why he came to this place and became a boatman … Now he felt that this old man was a prisoner who had lost all his sweet dreams …
"Barcé?" Elder Huihu's expression changed a little. "No one has called me that for a long time …"
Gu Jun had a feeling, but he was not sure, so he just probed, "Mr. Barcé, are you from the same world as us?"
"Young man …" Elder Huihu paused for a moment before he slowly recovered his previous indifference. "There are things that you do not need to know, that is not the purpose of your trip. The more you know about this place, the more you will be unable to leave. This time … Fine, you can take the things, consider it as a gift from me. "
Gu Jun and Wu Shiyu shared a look. Even if the old man could not carry his sweet dreams, he could take all the things and not give them to them, but why would he give it to them?
Was he really from the same hometown? At a time like this, shouldn't he take advantage of the situation?
"Can we take more food?" Wu Shiyu asked, "The doctor said that my stomach is naturally big. Right, Doctor Gu? "
"Yes." Gu Jun nodded. "Her stomach is about 1.6 times the size of a normal person's …"
Elder Huihu looked at the two of them, and this time, he paused for a moment before saying, "She can take one more bread."
The two sensed that Elder Huihu was not being kind, so they decided to stop while they were ahead. However, they could take more bread. Wu Shiyu did not hesitate. He walked forward to grab some food and wine from the food bucket and left. These things appeared to be unusual. Just the smell of them made them feel refreshed.
Then they took two sets of linen clothes, one for men and one for women, and two pairs of leather shoes. They were all of a foreign style. There was a kerosene lamp, a small bottle of kerosene, and a weapon each. Gu Jun took a knife, and Wu Shiyu took a bow and arrows.
The last was the spell book.
"You are very special." Elder Huihu personally handed the ancient book to Gu Jun. His voice was still cold, but his words were warm. "I have one last warning for you. No matter how well you study any spell book, it will still be an unknown power. It is the same with this book. Be careful of it."
Gu Jun nodded silently and accepted the book. He finally had a whole spell book in his hands …
Elder Huihu, Barcé, had he studied this Seven Cryptical Book of Hsan before?
"Phew." He walked to the side of the deck with the spell book. He took a deep breath and was about to open it. Wu Shiyu chewed on the bread beside him as he read.
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