The black mist and the blood-colored vortex are close to each other, like closed palms, after reaching a certain level, they completely swallow the space in between. Whether it is Qianjiangyue, the eagle eye, or the invisible body, all are drawn into the **** vortex, falling into the dark area where different film images are flashing in the constant tumbling.

　　 Qian Jiangyue felt that he had fallen into a bright light, and the dazzling light made him raise his hands and block his eyes. He didn't let go until the light receded, however, nothing could be seen in front of him. Just as he hesitated, something seemed to be taken out of his mind, recombined, and then returned to his mind.

　　 "Is it a memory?"

He was not sure, he could only guess. Then, he thought about it, but soon stopped this behavior. Obviously, unless there is interference from other external forces, it is impossible to remember what he has forgotten, especially in the dream flower power. Under the influence, the possibility is pitifully low.

　　 The soothing piano sound rang out from the darkness, making people feel at ease. Suddenly, the piano sound ceased abruptly, and his eyes returned to normal.

　　 The sound of engine acceleration sounded, Qian Jiangyue looked around and found that he was sitting on a bus with Hawkeye sitting on the other side. The two looked at each other and silently looked around.

　　 The clock of the bus shows 23 o'clock. There are only sporadic street lights outside the bus to occasionally illuminate the road conditions. The biggest reliance on the whole car is still the lights. The residential areas on both sides of the road are far away from the road, and only sporadic lights can be seen. The lights are very faint and are quickly extinguishing. Obviously, the bus has been far away from the urban area and has come to a more remote suburban area, which has not kept up with the development of the city and belongs to the area to be developed.

"This is Cangyi's dream?" Qian Jiangyue stood up and walked towards the driver's seat. "If I guessed correctly, I guess something unusual will come soon, maybe a ghost or a resentful spirit. Or other scary things that are incomprehensible."

　　 He said as he walked.

　　 When the driver heard Qian Jiangyue's words, he turned his head and glanced, with a puzzled look in his eyes, but he only took a look, then turned his head back and continued driving, very dedicated.

　　 "Get down here." Qian Jiangyue said.

　　 The driver was stunned, but still stepped on the brakes.

　　 There was a creak, and the car door opened. Qian Jiangyue was about to get off the car, but outside the car door, there was an old woman who was going to get on. The old woman was wearing a colorful coat with a camel back, holding a cane in her left hand and a bamboo basket in her right hand, and stepped onto the bus. The old woman boarded the car very hard. She tried two times without success, so she looked up at Qian Jiangyue and said:

　　 "Young man, help out."

　　 Qian Jiangyue looked at the wrinkled face of the old woman, but her eyes fell behind her. Although the light outside the car is dim, the lights inside the car are bright, however, there is no shadow behind the opponent. Instead of helping immediately, he turned his head and glanced at Hawkeye.

　　 Hawkeye looked alert, shook his head, and at the same time pointed his right index finger out the window.

　　 Qian Jiangyue looked in the direction of Hawkeye's fingers, and was surprised to find a pale child's face printed on the car window.

　　 "I checked, the whole car is a ghost." Suddenly, there was no sound in the car.

　　 Qian Jiangyue looked in the direction of the voice, but saw nothing. Although he knew that he couldn't see nothing, he felt that nothing was right where his sight fell.

　　 "Young man..." The old woman urged, but there was still a smile on her face.

　　 "Help me up first." Nothing spoke.

　　 Qian Jiangyue frowned and felt an illusion in his heart that he seemed to be cooperating with Wuyou in a **** movie. After a short hesitation, he stretched out his hands, grabbed the old woman's arm, and lifted it up.

　　 "Thank you." As the car door closed, the old woman immediately thanked her. After speaking, the old woman found a seat to sit down, and then put the bamboo basket at her feet.

　　 Qian Jiangyue always paid attention to the old woman's shadow when she was walking around. Just as he had discovered before, there was no shadow in the whole process from getting in the car to sitting down.

　　 The engine starts and the bus continues to travel.

　　 "Qian Jiangyue, you asked to stop, that's why the event was triggered." Wu You said.

　　 "So?" Qian Jiangyue asked.

"You can live so recklessly to this day, you really made me admire." Wuyou's words were plainly praised, and then, before Qian Jiangyue answered, he continued: "Since this is your teammate's dream, maybe you can Find some clues. After all, the elements in the dream are all made up of reality. Maybe you have experienced these."

"Perhaps you have experienced it, but you have forgotten it. Because this dream began, our memories have been passive." Hawkeye said, his tone was cold. Although there is no word related to Qian Jiangyue, it is clear that he is helping himself. Teammates speak.

"Hall actor is at this level?" Qian Jiangyue spreads out his hands, "Hawkeye and I are teammates. I take the initiative. He is in charge of the queen. We move quietly and cooperate with each other. It is you..." He stretched out his right index finger. "...Living like an invisible person, I said, you don't have voyeurism? That's the kind of person, you know, hiding in the women's bathroom secretly.

　　 "The taste is okay." Wu You suddenly said.

　　 Qian Jiangyue was taken aback.

　　 "Your fingers..." Hawkeye reminded him softly.

　　 Qian Jiangyue stretched out his hands and spread his five fingers. He found that, at some point, his left little finger was missing a knuckle~lightnovelpub.net~ but he didn't feel any pain.

　　 "What do you want to say in your next sentence? ‘Is it too stingy for a palace-level actor?’" The utter voice approached Qian Jiangyue.

　　 Qian Jiangyue gritted his teeth, but did not reply.

"Why should a palace-level actor be magnificent? Have you misunderstood something?" With a smile in his voice, "The conscience and morality praised by mankind has never been related to the level of actors. In this intriguing world, can it be said? Isn't it that the higher the level of the actor, the more despicable it is?" His voice surrounds Qian Jiangyue like a stereo.

　　 Qian Jiangyue smiled, boasting: "Then you are indeed a despicable king, you deserve to be a palace-level actor."

　　 Hawkeye watched all this silently, but did not interfere anymore. What he was thinking about was another thing: If he could take this opportunity to detect the weakness of nothing, it might be able to bring a turn for the better.

"Going back to the topic, we were chattering a few words here. The driver and the passenger didn't care. If I didn't guess wrong, Cang Yi also took the effect of logical shielding into consideration. Qian Jiangyue, you go and ask the passenger, she Which stop to get off at?" Wuyou immediately began to give orders.

　　 "Do you also speak to the ecliptic and holiday?" Qian Jiangyue asked, but there was no provocation in his tone. While speaking, he walked to the old woman who had just gotten into the car.

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