Chapter 526 (1/1)
A large gray tuft with antlers and three thumbs walks on the ground of branches and leaves with just as clumsy and weird a mushroom man as it looks. They occasionally pass through other creatures or pass through some fantastic landscape. Many of them are interested in these two passers-by. For example, when they walk through a huge cabbage field, a cricket that looks at least the size of a city wall once greets them. The cricket, in a dark red cloak and a garland of twenty flowers, cast shadows that Marcus mistook for a dragon as it climbed over the cabbage.
Fortunately, this gentleman with six legs had no malice. He took off the flowers in front of Atwood and made a circle. In his eyes, countless old Elves were reflected. Green stick also showed rare courtesy to the cricket, swinging his fat body and bowing slightly in respect. When they bid farewell to the cabbage field, the spirit walking in front of them took the lead in explaining, ”he just wanted to ask if we were lost. After all, this road has not been passed for many years, especially for me, an old man who doesn't often dream
”You mean that cricket, like us, is a man?” The mushroom shaped Marcus clumsily waves his arms to make up for the surprise that this image can't show. He thought that the change of himself and the green stick was exaggerated enough. No matter how strange their appearance was, they still had fuzzy humanoid limbs. But a giant cricket? This is beyond the imagination of the king's hand.
”Of course not. How could you think that? There is a delicate connection between the image of the dream world and the real world. If you have never experienced flying, you will not grow wings. ” The old elf shrugged and replied.
”But it's a cricket. Can he fly with six feet in reality?” Mushroom man is more confused. He frowns. If he has eyebrows, he asks anxiously. The strange scenes here have almost driven him crazy, and the external common sense accumulated as a human being is gradually being broken.
”Well,” said Atwood, laughing for a moment and stopping before Marcus became more upset, patting each other on the shoulder, ”although it's quite rude to mention someone's real identity here. But a little disclosure is OK. The gentleman we saw just now has wings when you are awake. As for two more arms, the dragon has time to adapt to this change, right? ”
”What...” The king's hand opened his mouth and revealed his tongue made of mycelium. ”You say he is a dragon!”
”Shh!” Green stick put his thick finger in front of his mouth and looked around, as if afraid that Marcus' voice might attract some attention. A moment later, when the genie was sure that there was no third ear around him, he said to the latter in a serious tone, ”I remember I reminded you that it was better not to make a noise. Even if it doesn't really threaten other people's real life, it still makes people feel uncomfortable when their privacy is disclosed. Are you right
The mushroom man nodded and apologized for what he had just done. And he also thought that if the green stick didn't cheat him, the so-called dream world would be much greater than he imagined. You know, even the place where the dragon is willing to indulge in it must have its uniqueness. It also gives Marcus some confidence in his own headache.
After that, they went through many places and saw more incredible scenery. According to green stick, most of the dreams with their own territory have fallen into a long sleep in the real world, or simply abandoned the body of flesh and blood and left their consciousness here. This statement makes Marcus unconsciously think of the heaven or the kingdom of God described in many religions. The only difference is that he doesn't see any sign of worship in the dream world, which doesn't seem to belong to any God's residence.
”How long do we have to go?” As the sun and moon passed overhead for the third time, the king's hand couldn't help asking. He really enjoyed the trip, but he had not forgotten the external affairs. Evasion is not his preferred option. It's Marcus' style to face and solve the difficulties that are piling up in front of us.
Atwood stopped. In front of him was a tall dandelion lawn. The elf turned to Marcus and said, ”I've been waiting for you to ask this question. Now we're here.” He said, gently tapping the ground with his stick, and the dandelions immediately broke away from the branches and leaves in a breeze and flew towards them.
The white fluff covered all the vision. When a large number of dandelions were scattered, Marcus was surprised to find that the front of the lawn had turned into a thick forest, but it was just a forest. From a distance, it looked more like a dense part composed of a lot of trees and branches crossing through the vegetation on the ground in front of each other. Green stick nodded at the sight of the forest, turned around to look at the fellow travelers, and took the lead to walk towards the forest. Marcus didn't want to be separated from his guide here, so he quickly followed up.
”Do you have any guesses about your headache?” This is the first time that the old elf mentioned this trip after entering the dream.
The king's hand was silent for a moment. ”I'm afraid not. The pain was sudden, without warning, like a nail in my head, but I'm not sure it was in that position. That's just too bad. ””Of course.” Atwood said, ”because the cause of your headache is not in your body. And, to be precise, it's not a headache that bothers you. You think of it as a headache because your limited knowledge can only explain it like this. ”
”But If what you say is true, what is tormenting me Marcus would not have believed what the old elf had said. But the scenery along the way has made the knight unable to tell what is true and what is false. He could only judge that ARTWOOD did not mean to harm him, and in that case, the other side's words could be trusted.
”In fact, I have been observing you all the way, and I have some vague speculations about your condition. But it's very important. I need to take you to visit the owner of this forest. He's an expert on it. ” The old elf said, raised his head and looked at the sky, which seemed to be an endless crown of trees. ”Are you right? Your majesty. ”
A shadow flashed through the branches of the tree, which made people doubt whether it really existed. But soon, it jumped back and forth between the branches and leaves in the sky more and more frequently, and finally stopped on a branch about five meters high in front of them. A humanoid standing up, most of his body covered by leaves, could not see clearly. Marcus only remembered that this creature had eyes that he had never seen, which were not the eyes of any creature he knew. Seeing these eyes alone, the king's hand had an impulse to kneel down.
”If I am not right, will you believe it?” The voice of the creature came from a high place, like a man's voice and a woman's voice. ”Now that you have brought him here, you know his crux. Why make fun of me again. Or are you afraid I've forgotten you? ”
Atwood laughed twice, kneeling on one knee with his stick. ”I hope you don't mind my long-time greetings.” Then he stood up, faced Marcus, opened his hands and said, ”man from the Northern Kingdom, please allow me to introduce to you the most noble existence in the dream world! He exists before and after all dreams. He is the guardian of the night and the gatekeeper of the secret tunnel! He is the teacher of our generation, the Lord of all those who yearn for nature! He is, King Tsui