Irin heard this name again.
It was as if everyone in the town knew Green, but did not know him.
This time, Irin's face did not show any emotions like surprise, astonishment, bewilderment, or doubt.
He just smiled and continued to play with Allen's fine brown curly hair.
Huh?
So the action of playing with one's head was quite interesting.
No wonder Yiyi liked to play with his head.
Irin suddenly had such an absurd idea.
"Have you seen him?"
"Allen has not."
Allen thought seriously for a while and then shook his head.
"Uncle."
Allen suddenly raised his head and looked at Irin with his clear sapphire-like eyes. He asked timidly, "I want to know, why do they all have fathers, but Allen does not? Is it because Allen … is not good enough? Is it because Allen's drawing is not good enough? "
Allen hesitated for a moment and lowered his head. "Is it because Allen's drawing is very similar to my father's, so my father will come back?"
"No." Irin said softly, "Allen is a good child. Your drawing is also very … soulful. "
"But …"
"Don't worry. There will be. Your father will come back. " Irin moved closer and looked at Allen's blue eyes as if looking at the sky. "Good boy, go to sleep. When you wake up, you will have everything. "
Allen heard this and was speechless. "Uncle, how can you say such words to trick a child? It's too low standard. "
Irin laughed.
While chatting, Allen had already tidied up the crayons and drawings on the table and was ready to wash up and sleep.
"Goodbye uncle."
"Goodbye Allen."
After a few steps, Allen turned back and said seriously, "Judy secretly said that if uncle is willing, you can stay here tonight."
"Uh, please tell Judy that uncle is very busy. Next time I will."
"Okay! Next time I will tell Judy another day. "
Allen did not doubt that there was a car. He smiled and showed cute dimples on both sides of his mouth. "Goodnight uncle."
"Goodnight Allen."
"Have a wonderful night."
"…"
…
Irin paid enough for the room and did not choose to stay at Judy's house.
— Not appropriate.
Xing Fei finally couldn't take it anymore and fell asleep again.
Irin was alone.
In the room.
He lowered his head.
As the sky darkened, the flickering lights above cast a mottled shadow on Irin's face.
He kept rubbing the ancient compass in his hand.
On the compass.
The needle continued to spin as if it would never stop.
Yi Lin's expression didn't change at all on the surface.
But when he thought about it carefully, he seemed to be pondering, hesitating, and at a loss.
After an unknown period of time.
Xing Fei yawned and walked in.
As he walked, he said, "This mission is very strange. When I woke up, I couldn't even tell if I was in reality or in a dream. It's very difficult! Hey, wait a minute, you should have seen me, right? "
Seeing that Irin completely ignored him, Xing Fei couldn't help leaning forward and waving his hand in front of Irin.
When the boundary between dream and reality was broken, when one woke up and couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream, this feeling was incomparably strange.
Irin silently put away the compass.
When he raised his head again, Irin looked at Xing Fei with a warm and genial smile.
In fact, if Irin's partner this time was little Fatso, Pan Xiaozheng, or Oda Wu, who had rich experience, when they saw Irin's kind smile, they would definitely stay as far away as possible and silently rethink what Irin had said.
"If it were you, what would you do to wake up from a dream?"
Xing Fei was stunned. "Wait, you seem to have asked this question once."
"Have you?"
"Yes, I'm 100% sure."
"I forgot."
"…"
"If it were you, what would you do to wake up from a dream?" Irin repeated the question again.
Xing Fei saw that Irin was not joking. After thinking for a moment, he answered seriously, "It should be something very exciting. Pinching the face is just one kind. Or falling from a high altitude? Or something else? Anyway, who knows? Dreams are very simple and very complicated. "
Irin took out the compass again and played with it over and over again.
He looked as if the compass was very interesting.
Xing Fei also noticed that there was an ordinary-looking compass in Irin's hand. The needle was spinning.
It seemed to be broken.
Generally, the direction the compass pointed to was motionless.
But the compass in Irin's hand even had a rhythm.
The needle spinning made Xing Fei a little dizzy and stuffy.
Before Xing Fei had time to ask out of curiosity, Irin asked again, "How do you know whether you're in a dream or in reality?"
"Uh … Pinch yourself to see if you can wake up."
"You'll know if you try it now."
As soon as Irin finished speaking, he did not expect Xing Fei to really pinch himself hard.
Very hard.
Although Xing Fei's strength attribute was not very high, he was very harsh on himself. His left face swelled up in the blink of an eye.
"F * ck? Ouch, ouch … "
Xing Fei covered his face and cried out in pain.
But he still did not wake up.
Although the conversation between the two seemed to be joking.
But Xing Fei already understood.
After crying out in pain, Xing Fei's expression became very serious. "What you actually want to say is that we have no way to distinguish whether we're in a dream or in reality?"
Irin nodded and then shook his head.
"But I clearly fell asleep."
Irin retorted, "Who told you that you entered a dream after falling asleep?"
"But you clearly told them so …"
Xing Fei had just said this sentence, but he suddenly remembered Irin's insidious smile after confronting the trio. He suddenly understood. "Wait, you were fooling them?"
"What fooling? They asked, and I told them out of kindness. I didn't take any money, did I? How is this fooling? "
Irin smiled.
"Wonderful!"
Xing Fei suddenly slapped his thigh. It was very hard and painful.
But he still did not wake up.
Irin continued, "Personally, I think that dreams can simulate all appearances, but dreams can't simulate certain facts that a person 'firmly believes' in the deepest part of their subconscious."
"For example, a top that will never stop spinning."
"Or a flower that will never wither."
"Or, a person who is completely dead and believes in the deepest part of their heart that they will never appear again."
"A certain scenery that will never appear in front of their eyes."
"A certain object that will never appear."
Irin gave many examples in a row. Xing Fei listened and nodded. "I understand. According to what you said, 'falling asleep' doesn't necessarily mean entering a dream, and 'waking up' doesn't necessarily mean waking up. Then, to really determine whether we're in a dream or in the real world, we have to find out what we subconsciously believe is' absolutely impossible '? "
"Once 'this thing' happens, it means that we're still in a dream and not in the real world."
After all, Xing Fei was also a spiritualist. His brain was spinning as he sorted out Irin's thoughts about the plot trial.
"If that's really the case, then the real danger of this trial is very likely to be here! If we can't even distinguish between dream and reality and foolishly go to sleep and enter a dream, would … the worst possibility be that we'll never wake up? "
Thinking of this, Xing Fei was very scared.
The more he thought, the more scared he became. He could not help but shiver. His back was cold, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.
"It's very possible." Irin nodded. "I think that this might be the biggest danger of this trial. I think that they haven't discovered it yet. "
"F * ck? Then why did you trick them into entering a dream to kill monsters? You're so bad. But I like it, hehehe. "
Yi Lin casually closed the cover of the compass and put it away helplessly. She then said, "Actually, that's not the case. Entering the dream is a must. If you don't enter the dream, there's no way to complete the main mission."
Xing Fei figured out the hidden meaning in Irin's words. "You mean … you already know how to pass this trial?"
"You can say that." Irin sighed softly.
"F * ck! Then what are we waiting for? Let's go quickly. "
Xing Fei rolled up his sleeves. He wanted to directly kill 'Green' and chop him into mincemeat so that he could return to the real world.
He was still busy looking for ancient alchemy books to study.
How could he have the time to waste in a trial?
"Don't worry." Irin raised his head and narrowed his eyes. He looked at Xing Fei and said with a smile, "I haven't told you how to wake up from a dream."
"Hm? Please tell me. "
"For us, is there anything that is' absolutely impossible 'and that we can't let happen?"
"Hm, a lot." Xing Fei was conflicted.
"Yes. There are indeed a lot. However, to all of them, there was one thing that they all shared in common. That is … "
Xing Fei was suddenly stunned.
The reason for the change in his mood was not because of Irin's words.
It was because of the direction of the voice.
It came from behind him.
And in front of him, Irin had already disappeared at some point.
His speed was unimaginably fast.
In the blink of an eye, Irin had already circled behind him.
But …
Why did this guy run behind me for no reason?
Is the back more fragrant?
Chi —
In that instant, many thoughts flashed through Xing Fei's mind.
But none of them were reliable.
And suddenly.
Along with the crisp sound of a knife piercing through flesh, it came from inside his body and reached his ears through some strange method. When Xing Fei reacted, he could clearly feel the sharp pain coming from his chest.
It was a blood-red knife.
That knife looked a little familiar.
That knife had completely pierced through his chest. It pierced through his back with incomparable precision, piercing through his heart and coming out of his chest.
That relaxed and happy feeling gave Xing Fei the illusion that his equipment was made of paper.
"It's' death '. For us, the only thing that is absolutely impossible is death. As for surviving after death, it was even more impossible for such a thing to happen in reality. So … "
Xing Fei's vision turned black, and he couldn't hear the second half of the sentence.
After Irin took away Xing Fei with a knife.
He lowered his head and looked at Xing Fei's body.
Ten seconds.
Twenty seconds.
Thirty seconds.
Xing Fei's body suddenly turned into black dust and merged into the ground. It was exactly the same as the treatment of the faceless man's body.
"Sure enough."
It felt wrong.
There was no chaos value. That was also wrong.
The way the body was treated was even more wrong.
Buzz buzz buzz —
The black and white TV that had been playing trashy TV commercials suddenly emitted an ear-piercing noise.
After the noise.
The TV host "Green", who was supposed to be dead after being beheaded by Irin, once again appeared on the show.
And it was a live broadcast.
"Yo! Good evening. Welcome to the beautiful and passionate Green Town! This is a dreamy vacation paradise! Now, it's time for the annual 'Green Festival'! I wonder what kind of spectacle will appear in this year's Green Festival? Please wait and see. "
"I wish you all a wonderful night."
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