Gu Shen sighed softly.

The second hypnosis was inevitable... Zhou Yesin was indeed sharper than others, she even captured her own blazing fire.

However, before hypnotizing him, he decided to tell the young lady the truth that she had been searching for so hard.

"That wisp of fire... is the same thing as your pocket watch." Gu Shen said calmly: "There are indeed phenomena in this world that science cannot explain... Your experimental research direction is correct, and there is no problem with your thinking. Dreams and the material world

They are inextricably linked, and the two influence each other. Material affects the spirit, and the spirit in turn determines the material."

"This is one of the reasons why Mr. Tang Qingquan sent me here..."

Gu Shen gave Zhou Ye's approval for the new experimental direction.

But unexpectedly, she didn't show any look of relief and relaxation.

calm.

Very peaceful.

There is only peace.

Exploring the extraordinary in the world of ordinary people is a lonely road full of thorns, wind and snow. She studied in Zhongzhou and studied in Dadu. This woman's experiment has suffered a lot along the way.

"I know."

But she just smiled, stared at her pocket watch, and said: "...My experiment is right, I have always known it."

She raised her head and asked, "Mr. Tang, are you the same person?"

"Yes... in a sense, we are all the same people, but a small number of us are luckier."

Gu Shen didn't know what made the young lady so determined.

He suddenly thought of the Awakening Decree, and what Cui Zhongcheng said on the lakeside, that extraordinary awakening can be controlled artificially. If one day the decree is really promulgated, then everyone has the possibility to become an extraordinary person.

Perhaps in the future, the secrets of extraordinary beings will no longer be secrets.

After a moment of silence, he looked into Zhou Yexin's eyes and said seriously: "People like us... are called 'transcendents'."

"Extraordinary person..."

Zhou Yexin murmured softly and lowered his eyes, his hair falling down to cover his cheeks.

No one saw that her eyes were slightly moist.

She took a deep breath, wiped her face, and when she raised her head again, the boy across from her had a blazing fire between his brows again.

"Sister Xiaoxin, thank you for taking care of me these days..." Gu Shen said in a very soft voice: "Now is not the time, please forget all this."

The blazing fire flickered.

The pocket watch vibrated, as if it was about to confront Gu Shen this time.

Zhou Yexin smiled happily and held her pocket watch.

The next moment, as the owner falls asleep willfully, the hands of the pocket watch no longer move restlessly...

"In the end...it's you."

Gu Shen's eyes were focused on the malfunctioning pocket watch, and his blazing fire came out, reaching the position between Zhou Yexin's eyebrows, and slowly blended in: "Let me take a good look at your true origin in the dream.

"

…

…

Vehicles are speeding.

The sun is dazzling.

Opening his eyes, Gu Shen saw the shadows of cars passing by on the asphalt road, and his ears were filled with the sudden distant roar and noise.

This is the first time that he has entered such a bright and warm dreamland. There are no oppressive dark clouds and no strange rules. It is like a real afternoon world. He can even feel that his mood is quite cheerful.

…

His original intention was to use this hypnosis to go to Zhou Yexin's dream to investigate the origin of the pocket watch. Although the aura contained in this extraordinary item was weak, it fell into the category of sealed objects after all.

"The first memory you have about pocket watches...is your childhood?"

Gu Shen lowered his head.

He saw his tender and white palms.

Then... he felt himself walking forward slowly. Although his eyes could move freely, the movements of his body were not under his control.

The owner of this body is childhood Zhou Yexin.

Although I came to the dreamland, I was just a spectator, or a ghost living in the body of the master.

"careful."

A broad and powerful palm landed on the top of his head.

Gu Shen saw a tall man in a suit holding "himself" in his hand. The man's voice was warm and made people feel inexplicably reassured, but his face was covered by a broken mess...

"Is this... Zhou Yexin's father?" Gu Shen was startled, "But... why is his face missing?"

The girl in the dream whispered in grievance.

"Dora is missing...I want to find her..."

The man squatted down, countless garbled characters flowing on his face, but his voice was still heartwarming, "Don't cry, dad will buy you another one."

"But... if you buy another one... it won't be Dora..."

The girl sobbed and wiped her cheek vigorously, trying to look across the road, her voice intermittent: "I lost Dora... I want to find her..."

The man whose face could not be seen clearly stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on the girl's face.

"Don't cry. It won't look good if you cry... Dad will take you to find Dora."

He pulled the girl across the street and then across the lawn.

Gu Shen noticed... the color of this dream suddenly changed. The originally warm sunshine began to dissipate, the clouds were obscured by lead clouds, there were no more noisy cars around, and the whole world became silent and lonely.

It's just that the man holding hands always has a steady pace, giving people a very strong sense of security.

Finally, the two stopped in front of a villa with red bricks and white tiles.

The day is over.

A cloud of lead weighed down the sky.

The dream at this moment is no longer as warm as it was at the beginning, but reveals huge depression from all directions.

"Dad...I saw Dora!"

The girl shouted with joy. Under the eaves of the villa, there was a rabbit puppet, a small puppet, with its body floating in the wind.

Just after taking a step, the girl's expression of joy froze and her voice stopped abruptly.

The originally clean little rabbit doll has been penetrated through the chest, hollowed out, and hung up by a red string. It is swaying and covered with dirt.

"We found Dora."

The man spoke in a very soft voice: "Xiaoxin, stand here and don't move. Dad will help you take Dora home."

He walked towards the villa.

Among the lead clouds, there was a thunder.

With the sound of thunder, the villa in the dream suddenly exploded, large swaths of glass suddenly burst, blazing waves burst out from the back room, the flames shot straight to the ceiling, and the majestic tongue of flames instantly engulfed Dad's figure——

The girl stood there in a daze, with a ferocious sea of ​​scarlet fire reflected in her pupils.

She stood on the edge of the sea of ​​fire.

The weeds at my feet had just sprouted a small flame, which was immediately extinguished by the heavy rain.

Thunder trembled, heavy rain poured down, and the whole world was cold and silent. Only the dilapidated villa danced in the light of the sky. It was as hot as purgatory.

A tall figure was hit by a huge impact in the core area of ​​the explosion. He was immediately thrown away and fell heavily to the ground. But he did not die... but struggled to get up and knelt on the ground.

, moved slowly, and finally he came to the edge of the heavy rain and the blazing tide. With trembling hands, he handed out a doll.

The surface of the Ragdoll Rabbit is coated with a light red coating, as if going back in time, it has been restored to its original clean and dirt-free appearance.

"dad……"

The girl's voice was very low. She took the rabbit and held it tightly in her arms. She recognized the man who was burned to a state of disgrace.

This time, the man did not wipe away her tears.

He raised his palm helplessly, wanting to make contact, but was restrained in the end.

"Xiao Xin...be obedient from now on..."

The man smiled gently, and the scarlet flames had engulfed him completely. He looked like a miserable bloody man. This was a flame that ordinary people could not understand. It was as dazzling as blood, and seemed to be able to engulf everything and burn everything.

The strong wind howled, and the bloody firelight swayed wildly in the heavy rain, like an evil ghost laughing wildly.

Dad's figure was burned by fire, blown out by wind, and shattered by rain.
To be continued...