Chapter 345

  "What do you think is the nightmare you have experienced?" Without directly answering Jiang Cheng's question, the middle-aged man looked at him and asked.

   "It's the past." Jiang Cheng replied: "History that really existed."

   "The door that appears in the night should have the ability to distort time and space, project us randomly into another piece of history in a completely incomprehensible way, and give us a new identity."

  "But history is destined to be unchangeable, so no matter what we do in the nightmare, whether we live or die, whether the mission is completed or not, it will not affect this period of history."

  "After the mission is over, all traces of our existence will be erased, even those of us who will have time to enter and leave in the future."

   "Of course, all of this was done in a dream." He paused, "In our self-understanding dream."

   "Pop, papa!"

  The middle-aged man applauded, smiled and said, "Great guess!"

   Jiang Cheng didn’t look excited, he just stared at the man’s eyes calmly, "But I still guessed wrong, didn’t I?"

  He accurately captured the words of the middle-aged man.

  Great guess.

   "If it wasn't for the girl who really hates you, I will ask you to go back and sit down." The middle-aged man said with emotion, with a hint of regret in his words.

  "You just mentioned randomness." He went on to say: "But as you said, if you really just project people randomly into a piece of history, why is every nightmare so dangerous?"

  "For example, I drove along the river and threw a stone into the river from time to time. Would it be accurate to throw it into the underwater vortex every time?"

  "Will it be too coincidental?" The middle-aged man picked up the teacup and took a sip slowly.

  A light flashed in Jiangcheng’s eyes, "Go on."

   "If I guess, a nightmare is a nightmare." The middle-aged man said: "It may have been history, but now, it is only a shadow of real history."

  "This history is deprived of light and beauty, leaving behind regret, blood, and cruelty. Those ghosts are the product of this nightmare."

  "They do not exist in real history, otherwise it is impossible to find a clue in the literature. They only exist in this corresponding, distorted history."

  "Every distorted history is an independent nightmare, and every nightmare will give birth to a corresponding ghost."

   Jiang Cheng seemed to realize something, his pupils began to change, and his eyes looked at the middle-aged man different, just before he opened his mouth.

  The middle-aged man straightened his body, stared into Jiang Cheng’s eyes, and slowly said, “So they are the greatest benefit.”

   "Oh oops, I'm sorry I'm late again!"

  After a wooden door was pushed open, a figure rushed in all the way, and then immediately came to his chair and sat down.

  This is a rather old meeting room, a long black table with two rows of high-back chairs on either side. The armrests of the chairs are engraved with weird patterns. After looking at it for a long time, the eyes seem to be sinking.

  There are candlesticks on the table, and the pale candles are faintly burning, emitting a deadly light.

   "Oh, it didn't delay our meeting, right?" The last person who came in shook his body and said, listening to the voice of a young man, but couldn't see his face clearly.

  It’s not a light problem, but a silk stocking on his head, only torn a few holes in the mouth, nose, and eyes.

  The sound is also beautiful.

  "Do you still know how to come?" said the person sitting beside him.

   is a plain-looking woman. She is dressed more ordinary than her looks. She belongs to the person who is thrown into the crowd and disappears in the next second.

   "Sister Lu, don't you be so fierce!" The man in stockings smiled meanly, "Be careful not to get married."

After feeling the latter's almost murderous gaze, the man in stockings raised his hand as if surrendered, "Okay, okay, I see, I will call you number 7 in the future, so what you really do will scare me. That's cute."

  After speaking, he turned his head and stared in another direction. There was still a person sitting there, "It's better for us to be small." He squinted his eyes and said, "It's very cute."

  In the dim meeting room, a flash of cold light flashed steeply, an exquisitely crafted dagger was unsheathed, and the candle in front of the man in stockings was broken into two pieces in the middle.

  The man in silk stockings pursed his lips, and his whistling sound stopped abruptly.

   "Chenran, you are not cute anymore. I used to like to look at your face, but now it is actually normal." The man in stockings pinched his waist and said.

  "Why don't you say that Miss Lu doesn't like you?" The man in stockings continued to Lailai Chi and said, "You are still quite hydrated on No. 6, and I will report you with my husband after the meeting."

   "Don't talk nonsense." Li Lu took a deep breath: "This time everything is clear, and preparations have already begun on the 10th."

   "Why is he late too?" Chen Ran glanced at the door and frowned.

"Don't think I don't exist, okay." The man in silk stockings said in a dissatisfied tone: "Look at me, look at me, if you let me go this time, OK? I'm going to be suffocated at home, wearing a mask and wearing a mask. Child, how easy is it for you to be me?"

   "The kid was so spooky and spooky, he was accidentally recognized." The man in silk stockings clutched his chest, "Then it's scary."

  Neither Li Lu nor Chen Ran ignored him, and he was the only one talking about him. They were waiting for the 10th, this mission.

  Almost at the same time, Li Lu and Chen Ran both turned their heads to look at the man in stockings. The former asked harshly, "Where is the number 10?"

   "Oh, ah, I met when I came just now. Seeing that he is not pleasing to the eye, I solved it easily." The man in stockings said indifferently: "The number 10 in my impression is not his stupid look. I am annoyed by him."

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   "An La An La, I'm leaving now."

  The man in silk stockings jumped from the chair and left, bouncing off.

  The wind blew, the candlelight shook slightly, and on the chair where the man in stockings had just sat, a hot silver 4 appeared on the back of the chair.

  "I’ll ask again, is there no one newcomer except this little brother, right?" asked a meticulous man in a white shirt and hair-care.

  The man calls himself Liu Guo, a well-deserved name.

   "Woo." Jiang Cheng squatted on the ground, "Where is this? It's terrible, you guys are not bad guys, right?"

  He squatted in the corner, obviously repelling everyone who came up to comfort him, and appeared very weak.

  "Get up, we are not bad guys. I have explained everything that should be explained to you. You can't do anything if you don't believe us." A young man wearing a baseball shirt and looking sunny came over and said with relief.

  "The banana is too wolf, don't touch me!" Jiang Cheng said, "I don't think you look like a good person. Who would give such a name to a serious man?" He said with a neck.

  "You and the big eagle cute **** the opposite side are in the same group, right?" Jiang Cheng pointed at the other person and said angrily, "Don't think I don't know how bad things are with you."

  "Don't be yin and yang!" The cute girl named Hua Luo became angry when she heard it.

  The fat man watched under the dress, the other party's legs were thicker than his own, as if he was wearing woolen trousers.

  The mission this time came very suddenly, the fat man came in in a daze, but luckily he opened his eyes and saw the doctor.

  There are 11 people in this mission.

  And there are many strange things. In addition to Jiao Tailang, there are two of Hualuo the least serious, and there is a guy with black stockings on his head.

  Silk Stockings introduced that he was called Lu Huaxu, he was a cliché, and everyone didn’t need to remember his face.

  The other person also echoed, saying that she was also weak. She re-emphasized that although she was weak, she was not a newcomer.

  She is Yulan and she is a Chinese teacher.

  There was also a female student named Chu Jiu. As soon as Jiang Cheng came in, he stared at her, and Chu Jiu was so frightened that she immediately shrank to the person next to her.

   "Don't be afraid." A woman with a neat black ponytail and glasses glanced at Jiang Cheng, and said indifferently to Chu Jiu, "It will be all right."

  Chu Jiu seemed to trust her, and nodded repeatedly.

  This woman is called Chen Yi, and she has a very special temperament on her body. She stands at the edge of the crowd, looking at everyone with cold eyes.

   "You guys. Do you think it's cold here?" said a boy wearing sportswear~lightnovelpub.net~ casual shoes, holding his shoulders.

  His name is Wei Jinting. He claims to be a graduate student related to computer science, and he aspires to be a programmer who will not be bald before the age of 30.

After listening to what he said, Jiang Cheng squatted there, curled his neck, and said, "Brother, I persuade you to get some haircuts. Now it's not expensive to transplant your hair."

  He glanced dazzled, then turned his head and continued: “Just pay attention to the orientation and don’t go wrong. Now the atmosphere is open, and there are many abnormalities in society.”

  Flower fall: "."

   "Hey." The fat man said to the figure in the dark, "Brother, what's your name?"

  The man in the dark raised his head, "I don't have a name." He paused, "You can call me nothing."

   "Are you the boss?" Jiang Cheng blinked and said.

  The fat man licked his lips when he heard the words, and said after a long while: "Brother I didn't say you, your name is a bit pretending."

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