The feeling of regaining the body was more painful than Qian Jiangyue expected. The body was like an electric shock, sore and numb, painful, unbearable, and because he couldn't control the body, he couldn't even relieve the pain by crying. I don't know how long it took, the soreness of the index finger subsided a little, and the soft touch of the quilt came from the fingertips. At this moment, he was reborn.

　　 "Yi Cunling." The caring voice came into the ear.

　　 Qian Jiangyue realized something, and stopped manipulating his fingers, but waited for the soreness and numbness to disappear completely. During the whole process, he remained motionless and slowly sorted out the causes and consequences in his mind.

　　 This dream can be a long time! No wonder the little lady said that there is almost no way to escape by herself, my deep dreams turned out to be to let "Nanyuan" live in the dream world again, and I even completely changed into another person. Not to enter the dream, but to speak directly in the dream. I am afraid this is what Xiaotai wants to express. Even if he knows that the world is a dream, he will suspect that there is a spiritual problem. After all, not everyone has the courage to self-decision. What's more, dying in the deep dream realm will not break the dream, but will start again, like a reincarnation, everything before is erased and everything starts from scratch.

　　 Why did I have this dream? Because of guilt? Although the matter of taking the body is not my dominance, no matter how this matter is related to me, I still owe him too much. If he hadn’t chosen the other side in Quanyun’s apartment, he should still be in my body now. He coexists with me as one body and two souls. Strictly speaking, he even counts as my...brother?

　　 Qian Jiangyue sighed in her heart. If someone asked him what he would dream before entering the deep dream, he would give many answers, but the situation in front of him was no longer among the answers he had prepared. He slowly sorted out the memories that flashed in his mind, determined the timeline, and then determined the names of each person, and read it silently in his heart, so that he could adapt in advance. When he confirmed that he hadn't missed anything, he began to turn his head slowly, and his eyes slowly opened.

　　 "Yi Cunling, how are you?" Tang Hongdou's eyes flashed with excitement, but in the excitement, there was a look of uneasiness that could not be concealed. She didn't know who the waking person was.

　　 After Qian Jiangyue fell asleep, the eight people discussed the situation and specified a rougher plan. No matter who the person who wakes up is, whether it is Yi Cunling or a mysterious person, first treat it as Yi Cunling in words and deeds, and then use some hidden questions to test slowly. The main reason for this is that the mysterious person will pretend that he is still Yi Cunling, and then use the convenience of Yi Cunling's identity to achieve his true purpose. Although the person who wakes up is not Yi Cunling, it does not mean that Yi Cunling is dead. Perhaps, as long as the appropriate method is adopted, everything can be brought back to the right track. This is the result of discussions among the eight people.

　　 "...water." Qian Jiangyue slowly exhaled a word, his voice was very weak, like a critically ill patient.

　　 Tang Hongdou nodded, reached out and took the water cup on the bedside table and handed it to Qian Jiangyue.

　　 Qianeyue reached out to catch the water glass, swallowing sound from his throat, drank the water in the water glass. While he was drinking water, Tang Hongdou stood at the door and shouted, calling in the crowd waiting in the living room. A few seconds later, a group of people stood in the bedroom and asked everything, whether it was physical or mental conditions, or related memories. Qian Jiangyue was already prepared and answered according to the drill in his mind. All things about the mysterious person were answered with difficulty in remembering. The reason for choosing this answer was that he knew that no matter what he said, he would definitely answer. It is impossible to remove the suspicion. As for acting, even the original version of "Yi Cunling" in this dream world, that is, Nan Yuan, is a character constructed from the memory in his mind, and naturally there is no possibility of being seen through.

　　 "What's the matter?" Qian Jiangyue looked up, and his innocent gaze swept across the eyes of the eight people. Some were worried, some were wary, and some were puzzled. Each had its own opinions.

　　 "You have a good rest." Chen Ye asked Tang Hongdou to stay, and then greeted the others to leave.

　　 Qian Jiangyue nodded, without asking more. Now, he is waiting for a suitable time. In the "long" dream, he observes everything in Pian'an Island from a unique perspective, and finally knows why Xiaotai thinks that he can escape from the deep dream by himself, because in his soul On the above, there is no such thing as “alone”. Now, except for Yi Cunling, the eight people living on Pian’an Island seem to have their own “consciousness”. They are dependent on dreams and exist, but they are not affected by dreams. Manipulation, but exists in a unique way, like being integrated with dreams.

　　 This is not just a dream of Qian Jiangyue alone, but a dream shared by Qian Jiangyue and these eight souls. It is precisely because of this that this dream cannot be flawless. In any case, it is impossible to coordinate the nine independent consciousnesses. The existence of Pian'an Island is already the result of coordination, but as time goes by, the dream will naturally appear "cracks". In this dream, the fissures are those bizarre dreams that Yi Cunling has made. When reality is constantly displayed in the form of dreams, the hidden nature will eventually wake up.

　　 into the night.

　　 Qian Jiangyue opened his eyes, there was no one in the bedroom, and the moon outside the window was stark. After he sat up, he got out of bed softly, then lay on the ground and listened to his ears. The sound of his own breathing and the sound of heart beating mixed together and passed into his ears, except for other sounds. After that, he walked to the trash can and found out the previously torn diary. After unfolding, he scanned the paper, then took out a red marker from the pen holder and started to draw circles on the ground.

Actors cannot use alchemy whether in the movie world or the real world, but this is in the dream world. In dreams, everything is possible, and, strictly speaking, this is not alchemy, just dreams." trigger". This is not a special ability, but a means that everyone is born with and can effectively distinguish between reality and dreams. Through this method, dreams can be seen through. If the consciousness of this dream is only Qian Jiangyue, then, when he pulls this "trigger~lightnovelpub.net~, that is, by deciphering the text of Cooper and then drawing the alchemy array, this dream will end. Obviously Now he will not end the dream by doing so, but can make himself more "realistic." In essence, the "trigger" has the same effect as the killing of everyone in the shallow dream, but whether the "trigger" is effective, it doesn't matter. The method is known in advance.

　　 The moment the red alchemy array was completed, a faint red light lit up in the bedroom. However, the appearance of the red light did not dispel the darkness in the room, but made the room even more weird.

　　 Qian Jiangyue stretched his right hand into the alchemy formation, grabbed a hard object, and then he retracted his hand. The black iron chain appeared with his right hand, steady and... familiar. At the moment when the "seventh connection" sounded in his mind, the black iron chain penetrated into the body from the palm of his hand, and the two merged into one. After regaining the seventh connection, the scene in Yi Cunling's dream resurfaced, especially the explanation of the seventh connection in the dream.

　　 "Yes, this is the key."

　　 Qian Jiangyue looked at the door, wiped the alchemy array on the ground with his right foot, and the red light suddenly disappeared.

"Perhaps, there are no souls pieced together at all. The existence of me and them at the same time is the proof. If I am their creation, then either their consciousness exists or my consciousness exists, but now there are nine consciousnesses in this dream. In other words, they were deceived. I am not the soul they created. I... come from somewhere else."

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