Chapter 143 (1/2)

From muka's laboratory, Aoki walked all the way up the mountain.

He did not walk blindly, but followed a mysterious guide.

Around him, there was always something like a soap bubble enveloping him, a little bigger than a person and a little smaller than a house. If you take a step forward, it will roll forward, so that you can't touch its edge. But if you don't go, it will automatically drift forward and guide you to the place it wants you to go.

This is a dream.

It doesn't appear in the air. It appears in human consciousness. You can't touch it, you can't see it, but it's right there, wrapping you. Its edge is right in front of you, but you can never touch it.

It creates a membrane in your consciousness that can let you enter your dreams at any time.

Aoki is certainly not afraid of being hypnotized, because he is a dreamless man. But this illusion did affect his consciousness. This technique is better than hypnosis and more difficult to prevent.

However, Aoki was not in a hurry to remove the soap bubble of this layer of consciousness, because he felt that the dream bubble did not have much malice, but was just guiding him.

He is really an expert who can influence his consciousness in this way at such a long distance. Aoki began to have a little interest in the woman named dewa.

There is a temple on the mountain. The gate and front hall of the temple have been newly repaired, but it can still be seen that it is a little primitive. It can be seen that it took a lot of effort to repair it.

When Qingmu stepped into the gate of the temple, the soap bubble broke with a pop, rippling several layers of waves in the surrounding space.

The waves hit his brain in circles, just like the CT scanner in the hospital. It seems that he wants to scan something wrong in his brain.

”So you are a dreamless man.” Dewar's voice came from the temple, still peaceful, but not as ethereal as before.

Qingmu took beauty Yu in his arms, crossed the high threshold and stepped in.

Through the courtyard, you enter the main hall of the temple. Of course, the so-called main hall is not as magnificent as those famous temples. It is just a large square room with a Buddha statue more than three meters high in the middle.

On the futon in front of the Buddha, there is a woman kneeling on her knees. She is in her thirties, with beautiful eyebrows and smooth skin, just like a jade carving. Her hand also pinches an orchid finger, which is the same as the image in the medicine woman's dream, but a little more elegant and noble than the medicine woman.

”Are you Dewar?” Aoki went in and asked.

Dewar nodded, pointed to the low couch in the corner of the hall and said, ”put the child there.”

Beauty Yu fell asleep on Qingmu's shoulder. Her little face was red and her mouth was smiling. It can be seen that she slept peacefully.

Aoki Yiyan put the beauty on the low couch, then came back and sat down in the futon next to dewar.

”The little temple has no food or wine, only clear water. If you are thirsty, just drink,” Dewar said, pointing to a nearby water tank.