"Father...can you stop pretending?" I staggered in fright, leaning on the chair next to me to keep my posture, and muttered dissatisfied, "Let me guess when I was tricked. Is it me?

When I walked in just now, I suddenly fell asleep and you slipped into my dream?"

Father Carter wore a luxurious priest's robe and stood elegantly in front of the pulpit. He smiled and said: "Then you guessed wrong. This time it was not me who entered your dream, but you who broke into mine."

inside."

"What a move, Zhuang Zhou Mengdie..." I sighed, "Father, I am a rough man. Can you speak more clearly?"

Father Carter shook his head: "You can answer it if you want. Answer me first, how did you find that you were in a dream?"

"That's not easy." I said without reservation, "It's mainly because, Father, your clothes are too clean and neat, without even a wrinkle on them. How can a lazy... informal single man like you...

It’s possible to do that.”

"..."

I seemed to see the priest's expression standing on the stage suddenly freeze for a moment, and the hand that was about to be raised stiffened unconsciously for a moment.

"Marcus, I really don't know why, you always feel so sharp when you don't need to..."

I said humbly: "You're welcome, it just so happens that my father taught me reasoning in Hawaii."

Father Carter frowned and thought for a long time: "What kind of place do you think this Hawaii is?"

"We'll go together if we have the chance. Father, please answer my question first. Why is the environment in your dream so strange?"

Father Carter came down from the pulpit, looked at me slowly, and spoke in a strange tone.

"Everyone's dreams are composed of various emotions in their own hearts. Remember, they are composed of emotions rather than memories. Only fluctuations in emotions will affect the reading of memories."

"For example, if the emotion in a dream is joy, then the entire dream will be filled with the joy of being full, the joy of winning a lottery, the joy of meeting again after a long separation, and the factors in it will continue to replay. Even if some of the content of the dream has never been seen before,

It’s also because it incorporates new content or reflects inner thoughts.”

As I listened, I couldn't help but retort: ​​"That's not right, Father. According to your statement, the emotions are consistent, but I often get startled when dreaming. Why is this? The mood in dreams changes from joy to sadness.

Is it normal?"

Father Carter nodded: "This is what I will talk about later. In fact, the consistency of emotions in dreams does not conflict with the diversity of dream emotions. Human emotions are very changeable, so it is impossible to maintain the same emotion for a lifetime.

Emotions cannot only have one dream in a lifetime. Dreams are different every day, so it is normal for people whose emotions change quickly to have multiple emotions in one night."

Father Carter continued to give an example: "For example, the initial emotion is sadness, and the dream is full of details composed of sad memory factors in the memory. At this time, the human brain feels that it needs comfort, and it will actively look for happy emotions and rely on triggering to feel happy.

The memory factor slowly realizes the transformation."

"But fundamentally speaking, they are all dominated by emotions, and various dream scenes will appear accordingly. It is not caused by the chaotic collision of memories. Because these memories are not in the brain as they are when recalled.

It is recorded in a coherent and logical way. Instead, it is decomposed into fragments and factors, and is given various emotional labels and stored everywhere in the brain. When searching for memories in a subconscious state, the emotional ranking will always be high.

in chronological order."

"..."

Wait a minute... What Father Carter means is that it's not that I have too much knowledge about ghosts and beasts that makes me have dreams of mental pollution every day, but because I am a fool myself?

"I didn't mean that. But there is nothing wrong with your reasoning." Father Carter once again used his mind-reading skills in the dream, and he could see through my inner thoughts at a glance.

I feel offended...

Father Carter glanced at me with a smile and continued: "Based on my superficial research, we can actually tell the clues from the colors of dreams. Dreams are different from reality, and it is almost impossible for native dreams to be colorful. For example, mental stress,

For people who are depressed, their dreams will be red, which reflects the ups and downs of their emotions, and the whole sky will be oozing with the color of blood. But in the dreams of those who remain calm and examine their attitude, the colors will be black and white, indicating a kind of calmness and rationality that stays out of things..."

"Amazing! Father Carter!"

This is the first time I have heard such a specific dream theory. Previously, Old Yorkson and Father Hook both attributed the dreaming technique to something called the "Dream Door". It seemed that as long as you entered this door, you would immediately change.

You have to be knowledgeable and talented, and you can teach yourself without a teacher.

Their understanding should be based on their rich occult knowledge and supernatural abilities, and it is indeed a matter of course.

Only Father Carter's description this time constructed a fairly reliable dream theory through various details of daily practice, peeling off various phenomena and reducing them to a basic principle to clarify the truth of dreams.

Of course, this truth must not include the conclusion "I am a sand sculpture"!

"Father, why is your dream so dark? As a clergyman, shouldn't your heart be filled with light, the white color of love and dreams? Also, my dream is colorful black. Why is this so?

explain?"

"Colorful black, probably because you are a sand sculpture."

Father Carter unabashedly expressed his malice towards me: "Also, white dreams are a unique color when they are on the verge of being broken. They do not belong to the holiness you talk about. And from a theoretical analysis, white means that the spirit is overloaded.

The paleness caused by it has nothing to do with the nature of my work."

Hum hum, Father, your research on dreams is so in-depth, does it reveal that you have devoted your limited life to the unlimited career of sleep?

"..." Father Carter's expression clearly showed that he knew what I was thinking, but he deliberately pretended not to know and continued the topic on his own.

"Of course, it is reasonable for you to think that there is something wrong with my dream. This goes back to the field of psychology. The impact of a person's childhood experiences can almost determine the emotional tone and personality characteristics of his or her life."

"I was sent to a church school since I was a child, and then directly went to a vocational school for clergy. I spent almost my entire childhood and adolescence in an environment with a strong religious atmosphere. Therefore..."

"Father, this is not the right word to use!" The blind student immediately discovered Hua Dian, "Is there any necessary connection between the religious education you received and this kind of dream where demons dance wildly?"

Father Carter said in a complicated tone: "Well...actually what I want to say is that all the students in these missionary schools can tell ghost stories, and can even tell various religious stories in the textbooks very well.

It was so terrifying that it left a deep shadow on my childhood. For the whole three years after I entered school, I didn’t dare to go to the toilet alone at night..."
Chapter completed!