It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

Chapter 591 Our Mother, Our Lord, Where We Come From, Where We Go

"Although we are of the same blood, you are not my descendant, so we can just be friends as equals."

Feng Jizi shook his head.

"Okay. Then I can call you Senior Feng, right?"

Liu Zheng said.

"That's fine. I'll call you Little Friend Liu. But Little Friend Liu is so straightforward, which surprises me a little."

Feng Jizi said.

"You're surprised that I didn't shamelessly get involved with you, right?"

"Indeed."

Feng Jizi said frankly.

"I don't know why. Maybe if I wasn't an orphan, I would be able to call you ancestor anyway."

He scratched his head.

He couldn't explain the complex emotions.

"Hmm. You still insist on paying with nightmares?"

Feng Jizi returned to the topic.

"I can't help it. Although those are private jobs, they are also serious business for me."

Liu Zheng sighed.

"In that case, you can come in. By the way, how is your hometown now?"

Feng Jizi asked.

"It is expected that the mountains and rivers will remain forever, and the torch will be passed on from generation to generation."

He thought for a moment and said.

"Very good, very good."

Feng Jizi's tone was full of relief, and his figure gradually disappeared.

Liu Zheng took a deep breath and took a step forward.

Once this step is taken, the sky will collapse and the earth will split.

He saw that all the scenes around him were shattered like flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water, and countless bizarre scenes rolled before his eyes like a kaleidoscope.

Those scenes seemed clear, but when I thought about it carefully, there was no trace of them.

It cannot be described, it cannot be defined, it cannot be stopped.

Only a myriad of emotions blocked Liu Zheng's thoughts like mud, and made him shiver like ice.

"Woo!"

He couldn't help crying.

Dreams are the fundamental consciousness of intelligent creatures. No matter how powerful and overbearing a person is, when he appears in a dream, he becomes as weak and fragile as a newborn baby.

Liu Zheng's soul was torn into pieces by the nightmares that had plagued his entire life, but he couldn't even utter a word of pain.

Because at this moment his thoughts are no longer under his control, but are floating in the ocean of subconsciousness.

If it were just that, it wouldn't be a big deal. Since it's just a dream, there will be a time to wake up.

Everything happens in a dream.

Everything dies in a dream.

At most you'll break out in a cold sweat and look at the ceiling for a while, but when the day breaks, reality continues.

However, Feng Jizi repeatedly dissuaded him, saying that it would not be so easy to pay with nightmares.

After Liu Zheng completely sank into the ocean of subconsciousness, those nightmare fragments began to wriggle with the waves and turned into abstract silhouettes.

Each of them looks like Liu Zheng, but each of them only looks partially like Liu Zheng.

It's like a group of unskilled art students who copied certain parts of his work and then relied on their imagination to piece together a complete individual.

When all the silhouettes were formed, they lined up according to a certain rule and then opened their "mouths".

With a sigh of relief, Liu Zheng emerged from the sea of ​​subconsciousness.

"mom!"

The silhouette in the front holds him tenderly, in a nursing position.

The fetus will start to dream when it is about eight months old, and at this time, whether it is a good dream or a nightmare, it comes from the mother.

However, when this mother who looked like Liu Zheng extended her female characteristics to Liu Zheng's mouth, the sides became concave and turned into a sharp mouth with fangs.

Breastfeeding is to give the mother's nutrients to the baby, but now it seems that the mother is taking back all the nutrients given to Liu Zheng.

Although, he was never given it.

So, when these only things were about to be taken away, even though he was in a dream, he still felt extremely angry.

Without the support of a physical body, the golden-red flames instantly engulfed Liu Zheng's consciousness, turning him into a man of fire, and burned the silhouette of the mother body that was hugging him, causing it to loosen its hands.

However, how can the anger of the self illuminate the sea of ​​my subconscious mind?

Stimulated by this, the silhouettes no longer lined up but rushed forward.

The more they eat, the more hope they have of becoming real living beings.

"Eat your mother!"

Liu Zheng let out a roar, the fire spread rapidly, and the humanoid consciousness body expanded directly into a fireball.

It’s fine if others want to drink his blood and drink his flesh, but it’s okay if you also want to eat him in your dreams. Just dream on!
Even if he suffered a severe mental injury, he would not let these bastards get the upper hand.

Just when Liu was about to self-destruct, the sea of ​​his subconscious mind, which had calmed down, began to stir up waves again.

A huge monster quickly rose from the bottom of the sea. It was as big as a mountain at first, but soon became larger than the entire ocean of subconsciousness.

A tentacle stretched out from the sea and entangled Liu Zheng. The expanding fireball immediately turned back into a human form and then went out.

A drop of black milk secreted from the tip of the tentacle and was inserted directly into his mouth, all the way to the bottom.

A feeling of tranquility and peace arose spontaneously, making him feel the true comfort, the real, only, supreme motherhood.

"Praise be to our Mother, our Lord, the place from which we came, and the place to which we shall return."

"Praise be to the goddess of dark fertility, the Supreme Mother Goddess, the black goat of the forest who gave birth to thousands of offspring."

Liu Zheng and all the silhouettes worshipped this huge monster, a black cloud-like mass of flesh that was bigger than the sea.

"Shub"

But just as the name of this god was about to be pronounced in full, a bamboo wine ladle reached down from the sky.

It first put all the silhouettes in, and then put Liu Zheng in.

He felt dizzy for a while, and when he woke up, he was already in a bamboo forest.

"How do you feel, little friend?"

Feng Jizi, who was standing by, asked, holding the bamboo wine ladle that Liu Zheng had seen last time.

"It's OK, but my head hurts a bit."

Liu Zheng said, covering his head.

System prompts kept popping up in front of his eyes. In order to avoid missing important information, he had to read them one by one no matter how uncomfortable he felt.

Fortunately, most of them are "Reasonableness Decline Exemption Successful", with only one item that says "The player's spirit is severely traumatized, and the mental attribute is permanently reduced by 5 points and temporarily reduced by 10 points for 24 hours."

"Gan!"

It’s okay to be in a temporary decline, but this permanent decline is really painful.

Liu Zheng's spiritual attributes had been low to begin with, and this had completely brought him back to the pre-liberation era.

As long as the bonus of the legendary vest disappears, his spiritual attributes will immediately be inferior to those of ordinary people.

"This is a symptom of mental exhaustion. It's nothing serious. Take some sleeping pills and get some good sleep for a few days and you'll be fine."

Feng Jizi comforted.

"It's harder for me to get a good night's sleep than to come to your winery to make purchases."

Liu Zhengxu said with his eyes wide open.

Except for a short sleep at night, even if he doesn't arrange for people to place orders, the forced delivery orders will not stop.

"Every profession has its difficulties, and young people need to be more perseverant. As Heaven moves forward, a gentleman should constantly strive to improve himself."

Feng Jizi couldn't help but reprimand him.

Sure enough, no matter which era, Chinese people are bound to have the problem of being a know-it-all.

"Senior, the times you said this don't seem right, do they?"

Liu Zhengxu said with his eyes fixed.

This sentence comes from "Xiang Zhuan" in "Yi Zhuan", which is said to have been written by Confucius.

But even if it was not written by Confucius, it must have been written much later than the Shang and Zhou dynasties.

"I just said that when I was young, I saw King Wu of Zhou attack King Di Xin of Shang. I didn't say that I moved to the metropolis at that time."

"Although I don't remember clearly, I think I left my homeland around the Eastern Han Dynasty."

Feng Jizi said.

"Well, you are well-informed. So, senior, did I successfully pay for my nightmare?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Half of the payment was successful, and for the other half, you really found me a good job."

Feng Jizi said with a wry smile.

He held the bamboo wine scoop in front of Liu Zheng, and saw that it was filled with crystal clear liquid, and a drop of ink was slowly and firmly infecting the liquid.

"When the bamboo wine turns completely black in the scoop, not only will the brewed wine be ruined, but the beautiful dream that was collected before will also turn into a nightmare."

He sighed deeply. Not only did he not receive any ticket money, but he also had to pay out a lot of nightmares and wine. It was a huge loss.

"Can't nightmares also make wine?"

"But we have to conquer the nightmare first. If I had known that you had heard the good news from that person, I would rather give it to you for free than let you go through the nightmare trial."

Feng Jizi said with a pained look on his face.

"Ignorance is not a crime."

Liu Zheng comforted him in return.

"What about my purchase of drinks?"

"Hard to say."

Feng Jizi shook his head.

As long as he only paid for one nightmare, Feng Jizi would find a reason to send him a few more bottles.

But now, not only did Liu Zheng fail to successfully pay for the nightmare, he even sealed up a lot of the winery's inventory. It was good enough that he didn't have to pay compensation.

"What should I do? I'm in a hurry to go back and report. Senior, you have to think of a solution for the younger generation."

He dumped the scoundrel.

"What can I do? For now, I can only hand the things over to the winery and wait for the owner to make the decision."

Feng Jizi said helplessly.

"How long will that take?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"It will take about two to three days."

"It's too long. I can't wait."

His two or three-day vacation is over and he still comes to buy some damn wine.

"Then I have no choice."

Feng Jizi shook his head.

"I have a way that might solve this problem."

He said, rolling his eyes.

"any solution?"

Feng Jizi asked.

"I know someone who is the best at dealing with these monsters. Why not give it to him?"

Liu Zheng said.

"Then please invite him over."

"He can't come. If you want to see him, you have to visit him in person."

He shook his head.

"So troublesome?"

Feng Jizi frowned.

"All the masters in the world are like this. If I want to see you, don't you have to go to your house to pay me a visit?"

Liu Zheng flattered him with a smile.

"My dear friend, do you want me to go with you to pay a visit?"

"That's the best. But I can also take the things to that expert, and then come back to you with the things after it's repaired."

he suggested.

"this one"

Feng Jizi was a little hesitant.

"If you are worried, I can keep these here."

Liu Zheng took out several items of perfect quality.

"I didn't expect that my friend's family is so wealthy."

Feng Jizi's expression changed.

"The more you work, the more you get. Hard work makes you rich. Isn't that the way it is in our place?"

"Are you mocking something?"

Feng Jizi could tell that his words were insincere.

"No, I'm not. You heard me wrong, Senior."

Liu Zheng flatly denied it.

"Forget it, let me ask for instructions. You stay here and don't move around casually."

Feng Jizi said after hesitating for a few seconds.

"Don't worry, I can't move now."

He just tried to move, but found that he had basically lost control below the neck.

"Ah."

Feng Jizi nodded slightly and floated away.

He put his hands behind his back, his long sleeves fluttering in the wind, looking indescribably free and easy.

"The old man is still handsome, but I wonder if he will bring me some oranges when he comes back later?"

After thinking about it for a while, Liu Zheng fell into a deep sleep.

This time he didn't have any dreams until Feng Jizi came back and woke him up.

"Congratulations, my friend. The abbot has agreed to your request."

Feng Jizi laughed.

"That's great, thank you for your great help, senior."

Liu Zheng thanked him.

It’s easy to imagine that Feng Jizi must have said a lot of good things about him.

"We are all people who have left our homes, so we should help each other."

Feng Jizi did not deny it and handed the bamboo wine ladle to him.

As expected, no item description popped up.

"My friend, please come back soon. If this thing stays outside the wine shop for too long, it may lose its spiritual power."

Feng Jizi warned.

"Don't worry, senior. I will definitely not cheat you."

Liu Zheng patted his chest and assured.

He tried to get up and found that he had regained control of his body after a good night's sleep, but he was still not very agile, as if he was drunk.

There's nothing wrong with the movements, but not so much with the fighting.

"Senior, can you help me treat the sequelae? This road is not safe. I don't mind dying, but I'm afraid I'll delay your business."

He said cheekily.

"You look so lazy, you resemble my third brother."

Feng Jizi burst out laughing.

He reached his hand into his sleeves and fumbled for a while, then took out a black pill.

"Eat."

Feng Jizi said.

"Could this be something you made right now, Senior?"

Liu Zhengxu said with his eyes fixed.

"You bastard, are you going to eat it or not? If you don't want to eat it, I'll take it back."

Feng Jizi glared and finally showed the dignity of an ancestor.

"Eat, eat, eat. Can't I eat?"

Liu Zheng quickly took the mud ball, and the item introduction popped up.

"Name: Refreshing Pills (One-time)"

"Type: Props"

“Quality: Excellent”

"Effect: Use it to remove the negative effects caused by severe mental damage."

"Remarks: One is for refreshing, two is for energy, three is for food poisoning."

“Can I take out a copy: Yes”

"This is really freshly made, right?!"

His expression twitched twice, but he still gritted his teeth and swallowed the refreshing pill.

"The item takes effect, and the player's negative mental state is lifted."

As the system prompt sounded, Liu Zheng felt his mind become clear, the splitting headache was alleviated a lot, and the status of "mental attribute temporarily decreased by 10 points" was also cleared.

"Thank you, senior."

He clasped his fists.

"No need to be polite, just go ahead."

(End of this chapter)