Thriller Night Talk

"Blame me."

Beiquan smiled and apologized to his boyfriend.

"I didn't expect to encounter such a strong mental disturbance in the dream, and I didn't protect you in advance."

As far as Beiquan's current strength is concerned, in this world, there are few people who can defeat him.

But in Cai Cai's dream just now, Beiquan really felt that his ability was obviously suppressed - he couldn't transform his natal magic weapon, the Qingguang Wanxiang Pen.

——It seems that some preparations have to be made in advance.

Beiquan thought so in his heart.

But this is all for the next time he falls asleep. Before that, he has to wake Jiang Nan'an up first.

Yes, Comrade Xiao Jiang is still asleep.

In the dream, Wei Fuyuan was separated between Jiang Nan'an and Beiquan, and Beiquan couldn't reach him, so naturally he couldn't draw a Qingming mantra on the palm of his hand like he helped Wei Fuyuan.

And Jiang Nan'an's willpower was obviously not strong enough to allow him to resist the hypnosis of "Tianyuan Daoist".

As before, Beiquan awakened Jiang Nan'an with a spell.

Jiang Nan'an opened his eyes, he didn't vomit like Wei Fuyuan, but sat on the cushion in a daze, his eyes were straight, and he didn't respond for more than ten seconds.

"Little Ginger!"

Tian Jiaxin raised his hand and waved it vigorously in front of Jiang Nan'an a few times, "It's dawn, it's time to regain consciousness!"

Jiang Nan'an rolled his eyes, but his eyes still seemed to be wandering away.

"It's wonderful..."

This was the first sentence he spoke.

"Wow."

Tian Jiaxin reached out and touched Comrade Xiao Jiang's dog's head, "It seems that he fell asleep."

"This is the effect of dream hypnosis."

Beiquan smiled, "He needs some help."

Next, Beiquan asked the little boy with a salary increase to cook some soup for calming the nerves and calming the mind, while he himself drew a talisman with the Qingguang Vientiane pen, and slapped the talisman on Jiang Nan'an's forehead.

Only then did Jiang Nanan seem to really wake up from his sleep.

He blinked vigorously first, then shook his head vigorously, and slapped himself hard on the face a few times.

"Fuck! F*ck!"

Jiang Nan'an rubbed his flushed cheeks and said repeatedly:

"I almost want to practice cultivation!"

"Do not blame you."

Bei Quan pulled Comrade Xiao Jiang up, "Let's go to the restaurant."

He smiled and said:

"Drink some calming tea, and have breakfast, we are slowly resuming."

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Tuesday, August 8, at 31:[-] in the morning.

Beiquan, Wei Fuyuan and Jiang Nan'an sat at the dining table, having breakfast as usual.

But today, neither Wei Fuyuan nor Jiang Nan'an had much appetite, and they felt full after just two bites.

"So, the so-called 'preaching' is actually hypnosis?"

Jiang Nan'an held the hot calming tea and sipped it in small sips.

To be honest, the taste of this tea is very weird, quite bitter in the mouth, but it also has the sweetness of licorice and brown sugar. The combination of the two is very difficult to bear.

But this weird decoction is drunk in the mouth at this time, and then swallowed down the esophagus, the heat flows through the throat, and the stomach feels warm, which makes people feel a wonderful sense of peace at the same time.

"Yes."

Bei Quan nodded, affirming Jiang Nan'an's guess, "This is a kind of hypnosis, or you can understand it as a kind of subconscious spiritual guidance."

Afterwards, he expressed his conjecture, "I think the so-called 'Abyss Tian City' is just a fabricated illusion."

There are actually many secret places in the world that are not well known to the world, and the Zhuling secret place where Beiquan Shimen is located is one of them.

But the Tianyuan City behind the "two poles gate" is not a real secret place.

It's something someone made up somehow, based on a vision in a dream.

"You can understand that you are playing online games, and Abyss Sky City is your game map."

Beiquan made a metaphor:

"And passing through the 'Gate of Two Pole', or entering the preaching hall, is equivalent to switching the map at a specific location."

"So that's the case, no wonder I always feel that something is not right!"

Wei Fuyuan nodded: "Thinking about it now, it should be that the 'Abyss of Heaven' gave me a feeling that is too lacking in reality."

The shapes of Abyss Tian City are various and tall, but apart from "looking good", they don't have any practical value.

Moreover, although the material of the building looks like marble, there is no trace of stone splicing at all, not even a scratch or a stain, which is really unreasonable.

Wei Fuyuan touched his chin, "There are so many flaws!"

In fact, when he saw the chair that resembled the "Iron Throne", he felt something was wrong.

Thinking about it carefully, everything in "Abyss Tian City" is a man-made illusion.

The people who created these illusions may not be able to "design" a complete city independently, so they drew inspiration from other places to come up with such a "stone throne" that makes Wei Fuyuan full of instant sight.

Comrade Xiaowei even felt that if he spent some time searching the Internet, he might be able to find more similar materials.

"So, this illusion was created by 'Tianyuan Zhenren'?"

Jiang Nan'an asked:

"But, since it's just to attract people into the 'Abyss of Heaven', why do we have to go to such trouble and have to score so many days to let us get closer to the 'Bipolar Gate' little by little in the dream?"

"Of course it's to make us more 'substituting'."

Beiquan replied:

"Although I don't know who did it, and how he or she did it, but that person's ability is obviously not strong enough to pull someone into the 'Abyss of Heaven City', so he chose to proceed step by step."

He smiled:

"Actually, the process of us approaching the 'Bipolar Gate' step by step, isn't it another 'hypnosis'?"

Both Wei Fuyuan and Jiang Nan'an understood: "So that's how it is."

The entire "two-pole gate" incident is actually a deception that gradually makes people "believe".

Someone released rumors of "Bipolar Gate" on the Internet, and constructed such a concept in some people's minds, the creator was equivalent to establishing a mental connection with these people.

Then he asked them to revisit the image of the "Bipolar Gate" repeatedly in their dreams, approaching it slowly bit by bit, just like uninterrupted hypnosis time and time again, to consolidate their trust and attachment to the "Gate" until the belief is strong enough , to enter the Tianyuan City behind the "gate".

As for the real Tianyuan who preached in Tianyuan City, it was another hypnosis.

Beiquan's memory is excellent, almost photographic.

Moreover, he is already familiar with Taoist classics, so he can easily hear that the so-called "sermon" of the real person is just reading some classics that he did not know where to find, and the content itself is not at all enlightening, inspiring, and inspiring. The effect of people getting started.

But Tianyuan's "preaching" is itself a hypnosis.

Those who listen to his sermons will be instilled with a strong perception in their dreams, feeling that the real man's sermons are profound and mysterious, such as Hong Zhong Dalu, and they will fall in love with them, and they will embark on the journey of immortality from then on, transcending the common world.

"really."

Jiang Nan'an nodded in agreement.

When he just woke up, his mind was full of the Taoism taught by Master Tianyuan, he seemed to understand a lot suddenly, he was full of confidence in himself, and felt that he would be able to ascend the Tao in the future, and at the same time, he couldn't wait to sleep again, so that he could Listen to the real person again.

Now that Beiquan broke the hypnosis of Master Tianyuan, Jiang Nan'an thought this idea was extremely ridiculous and absurd in retrospect.However, at that time, this kind of consciousness seemed to have taken root in his brain, which convinced him deeply.

"Then who the hell is 'Tianyuan Daoist'? And what is his purpose for doing this?"

Jiang Nan'an was very scared, and couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed his arms, "Since he has the ability to create an illusion like 'Abyss of Heaven', it must be... very powerful, right?"

"Not necessarily."

Beiquan shook his head lightly: "Have you forgotten Xu Lei?"

When Wei Fuyuan heard that junior's name, he felt quite mixed feelings.

Xu Lei's "speaking spirit" ability was not voluntary, but it did kill many people because of this power.

Later, in order to hide her secret, she once wanted to kill Wei Fuyuan and the others who were insiders.

To say that Xu Lei is pitiful is indeed pitiful, but she is not innocent.

Later, she died in the hands of Ah Song, and the three souls and seven souls were taken away, which became the raw materials for making angry ghosts-such an ending is really sad.

But when Beiquan mentioned Xu Lei at this time, he just wanted to use her as an example.

"Rather than saying he's 'great', it's more appropriate to say he's 'extraordinarily talented'."

Beiquan said:

"He can construct a 'world' in the dream, and make those who enter believe in the rules of that 'world', which is a very rare 'talent' in itself."

"So our next step is to investigate the true identity of that 'Tianyuan Daoist'?"

Jiang Nan'an poured himself another cup of calming tea, and took a sip:

"But, that person's avatar in the illusion should be able to change at will, right? 'Tianyuan Daoist' is probably just a vest he made up, age, gender and so on can be fake!"

"Yes."

Beiquan agreed, "So we have to find a way to find out the true identity of the creator of the illusion."

"And we still don't know whose body the evil ghost is on."

Wei Fuyuan has been in "Santuchuan" for a few months, and he has some experience. "The creators of the illusion and those who enter the dream are all likely to be the objects of the ghosts, right?"

He tried his best to recall what he saw in the dream last night, "At that time, besides us, there were [-] other people who listened to Master Tianyuan's sermon... It would take a lot of time to check one by one."

What's more, there is no way to take pictures or videos in the dream, and the three of them don't have the skills to draw portraits empty-handed from memory. Without any image data, it is obviously not easy to find out the identity of each other based on verbal descriptions.

"Correct."

Beiquan raised the corners of his lips, revealing a wicked smile.

This usually means that the person has come up with some not so kind idea.

"So, maybe we can change our thinking..."