Weird World of Immortality

The more absurd inference, the closer to the truth?

Zhou Fan did not ask questions, but listened patiently.

"If the dream is not illusory, and the little boy in blood in your mouth admits the wrong person, then it will not be unreasonable admitting the wrong person. Maybe you are very similar to the person he knows, or maybe you have something in you that makes him think you are that person. ." Zhao Yazhu explained slowly, "So it is not impossible to admit the wrong person."

Zhou Fan thought about it for a while, and he felt that it was unlikely that they were similar in appearance. It was more likely that there was something on him that made the little boy in blood mistake him, but what could it be?

Not to mention the things outside the body, there are also many strange things inside the body.

Zijin Bajia, Nine Qi Ghosts, Kongyin Ghost Lightning, Dragon God Blood... Even his deceitful innate self-healing ability can be counted, so if he had to guess, it would be hard for him to guess what it would be. Attracted the little boy in blood.

"What about the third guess?" Zhou Fan asked after pondering for a while.

"The third guess is related to the boat. The little boy in the blood-clothed shirt recognizes not you but the boat. He said this to the boat, not to you." Zhao Yazhu said again.

This guess, Zhou Fan also guessed this way, he asked, "Which guess do you think is the most likely?"

"The first possibility is the greatest, the second is the second, and the third is the least likely." Zhao Yazhu said without hesitation.

"Why is the third possibility the least?" Zhou Fan was slightly startled. In his opinion, the third possibility was the greatest.

"Because if the dream is not accidental, then the blood-clothed boy who appeared in your dream is likely to be a thought manifested through the ring of horror, which makes no sense. I recognize all twelve kinds of slander."

Speaking of this, Zhao Yazhu sneered, "How can those twelve kinds of weirdness be qualified to be related to the ship? The tone of the reunion like a good friend is undoubtedly a big joke!"

Zhou Fan was silent for a while, even Zhao Yazhu, an existence that could kill unknowable monsters, was imprisoned on the ship. The third guess is indeed the least likely one.

"But maybe there will be some kind of monster that you don't know about and that can emit a ring of horrors and just recognize the boat?" Zhou Fan thought of another possibility.

"It's even more impossible." Zhao Yazhu's face darkened slightly, "What kind of existence do you think can exude the Ring of Horror Dreams? There are only a handful of such quirks. I know twelve kinds, but I've never heard of the tenth. Three, if you want to find the thirteenth, I dare say that it is not much less difficult than getting out of the control of the ship."

"Do you think you have such luck to meet the Thirteenth?"

Zhou Fan was dumbfounded, Zhao Yazhu dared to say so with certainty, obviously with full confidence.

Zhou Fan didn't continue to think about it, he asked more concerned things, "Have you ever seen or heard a similar dream? How to deal with this kind of dream?"

In that villa, one floor after another, no matter how many little boys in blood there are, they want him to play games. He didn't play games in his dream last night, but the ending didn't seem to be much better. If he didn't happen to wake up from sleep, Maybe die in a dream.

He can't go into a dream like this without any preparation, it's too dangerous.

"The best way has already been told to you." Zhao Yazhu said calmly, "Don't sleep again after waking up, escape from the range of the Ring of Horror..."

"If I could, I would have done it already." Zhou Fan smiled bitterly, "Is there no other way?"

"No." Zhao Yazhu shook his head, too lazy to look at Zhou Fan again, but walked to the wooden table, where the gray fog drifted past, and there were hand-stretched needles and threads.

She sat down and started embroidering.

Zhou Fan looked down, his lower body had been covered by the gray fog, he raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "I don't expect to have a way to break the ring of horror that I can use, I want to ask if there is any way to make me conscious in my dreams. A clear way?"

In that nightmare, the most troublesome thing is that my consciousness is in chaos, and I can't remember who I am. If I can remember, the danger will be greatly reduced... Zhou Fan thought to himself.

"That's even more impossible. With your realm, you will never be able to resist the hypnosis of the Ring of Horrors, and my research on dream illusions can't be considered in-depth." Zhao Yazhu looked up at Zhou Fan, and her face suddenly showed a strange color. , "It can't be said that there is absolutely no way..."

"What way?" Zhou Fan asked with a hint of joy on his face.

"It can't make you fully awake, but it can help you stay a little more alert and know what to do." Zhao Yazhu patted the table with his thick and fat palm, and a wisp of gray mist floated around her palm.

The gray fog quickly swirls into a ball, and the color keeps changing, forming a silver bead, the bead is the size of an egg, with gray swirls.

"This is the Divine Primordial Orb that I refined with a technique. It can store a little spirituality for you and won't be affected by the Ring of Horror Dreams, but it is just a little spirituality, and you can't bear it," Zhao Yazhu explained.

"What does a little spirituality mean? What's the use?" Zhou Fan was confused.

"In simple terms, that is, you can deposit a thought. For example, the thought you put in is not to do something in a dream, then when you enter a dream, your consciousness will still not be awake, but it will never be you again. Something pre-set." Zhao Yazhu said again, "But..."

Zhao Yazhu paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "You have to be very careful with the thoughts you put in. Dreams are ever-changing. If one is not good, if you force your dream self not to do something, it may just trigger some kind of danger or rebound in the dream. Then you'll be in greater danger."

"And if you try to make yourself aware of who you are, you won't be able to wake up, it can only keep you a little smarter, and its effect is limited."

Zhou Fan's face changed slightly, as Zhao Yazhu said, the setting of this idea should be very cautious, for example, if he set it not to enter the villa of the little boy in blood, but if he appeared in a dream, he would be there. In the villa of the little boy in blood.

Then he is likely to flee the villa according to his own thoughts at the first time~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This seems to be right, but once the little boy in blood finds that he is leaving and shoots at him, things will become very dangerous!

The gray fog had already covered Zhou Fan's heart. He didn't have time to think too much and said anxiously, "How many gray worms do you want for this Divine Primordial Pearl?"

Zhao Yazhu will definitely not give it to him for nothing, so he still asks the price first, buys the Shenyuanzhu back, and then thinks about other things.

"Shen Yuanzhu seems to be of little use, and there are many defects. You can only use one Shen Yuanzhu to enter a dream, but if you use it well, it may have unexpected effects and save your life." Zhao Yazhu thought for a while and said. "I'll take you a thousand big gray worms."

A thousand big gray worms... Zhou Fan nodded and agreed without hesitation.

Zhao Yazhu took out a thousand big gray worms from the glass ball, and then threw the Shen Yuanzhu to Zhou Fan, "As long as you concentrate and think about the thoughts you want to deposit ten times in your heart, you can deposit your thoughts into the Shen Yuanzhu. Inside."

Zhou Fan didn't ask himself how many Great Grey Worms were left. He looked at the Divine Origin Orb in his hand, and his heart was spinning quickly.