"Not dreaming?" Bai Su raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure?"

The news I heard from the abbot of the temple does not seem to be false, and the nightmare-like sleepiness of mankind last night also really happened.

How could it be, not dreaming?

Bai Su stared at An Xiangwen's head, making the latter's spine run cold.

An Xiangwen had to retreat even though his whole body was sore, trying to avoid Bai Su's gaze.

He always felt that Bai Su was thinking of something very dangerous.

This is also true. Bai Su once again had the idea of ​​​​the human brain being a sophisticated organ, and had the urge to open the skull and have a look. Simply poking in from the bottom of the eye socket seemed to be no longer enough.

Why aren't you dreaming? The black-haired young man lowered his eyes.

An Xiangwen shrank for a while and got off the ground from the other side of the bed.

The moment his body left the hard bed, his muscles made a soothing sound. The human slowly pulled away. He looked to the side and found Bai Su's eyes following him.

Isn’t it just that I’m not dreaming? Oh no…it seems like I am dreaming?

In fact, people seldom remember their dreams completely. If they can have some impression of the beginning and end of the dream, it’s enough. If they can remember everything, it probably means they have a superior memory.

Or maybe, because his brain is relatively developed in some aspect, An Xiangwen will not be able to remember proper nouns for a while without looking through professional literature.

But why is Bai Su so obsessed with dreams?

An Xiangwen couldn't understand and asked hesitantly: "Brother Bai, did you have a nightmare last night?"

Then An Xiangwen was looked back at by Bai Su as if he were looking at something useless.

An Xiangwen:???

The curly-haired young man’s face was full of grief.

He felt very uncomfortable when he slept at night, so why did he still feel disgusted when he woke up?

An Xiangwen thought for a while and decided to save his impression in Bai Su's mind: "Brother Bai is like this. In most cases, dreams will be forgotten after waking up, so it is normal not to remember."

"And the quality of my sleep last night was... better?" An Xiangwen described his feelings, "I haven't slept so deeply for a long time. I slept until dawn. As you know, Brother Bai, I was always tired at night when I slept in the hospital.

Wake up."

That's because human beings were dragged into a dream by that thing behind the temple last night. It's strange that they can wake up.

Bai Su couldn't find anything out from the humans, so he had no choice but to give up.

It seems that the Buddha doesn't want to cause panic now.

He threw An Xiangwen away after using it and waved his hand for the human to wash up.

An Xiangwen dragged his sore body there, grinning as he walked, and kept complaining that the accommodation conditions in the temple were really difficult.

After the humans came back from washing, they also communicated with other tourists and found that everyone’s sleep experience at night was similar.

I slept deeply, and my back ached.

Because I can't think of any other reasons, everyone can only attribute it to the bed board being too hard.

The questions raised by some people who like to sleep on hard beds were ignored, and the small voices were lost in the noise of most people.

An Xiangwen didn't see Bai Su when he returned to the room, only Bai Su's things were still left in the house.

Maybe you went out for a walk?

An Xiangwen picked up his mobile phone, quickly read the messages he received last night, locked the screen after replying, and picked up the power bank to charge.

Then he discovered that the power bank was half empty.

An Xiangwen's pupils are earthquake.

"How could it be... Isn't this a new one?" The curly-haired young man turned the small piece of metal equipment over and over to look at it, "Why is the battery running out!"

After thinking for a long time without understanding, the human sighed and threw the power bank into his bag and took out a new one.

He doesn’t carry much else, but the power bank is definitely enough.

After the battery was charged, An Xiangwen sat back on the bed and kept circling his right arm back, trying to relieve the soreness in his shoulders.

After moving his arms twice, An Xiangwen saw Bai Su's notebook on the table in front of him.

The black-haired young man did not take the things back when he left, but just laid them flat on the table.

Speaking of which, Brother Bai seems to be a little... weak today?

An Xiangwen touched his chin. Although he was weak, he was not easy to get close to, but his temperament was slightly peaceful.

It’s almost like the state in the hospital. Could it be that Brother Bai is injured?

An Xiangwen thought about it and felt that the way his brother Bai threatened him in the morning could hit him eight times. The injury might be his delusion.

Hey, Brother Bai is Brother Bai.

Human beings retracted their thoughts and returned their gaze to the table in front of them.

This seems to be Brother Bai's notebook where he writes those strange things.

An Xiangwen felt a little itchy when he recalled his startling glance.

How about... let him take a look?

Anyway, Brother Bai is not here now.

The human quietly stood up and moved to the table little by little.

The cover of the book is ordinary, the kind you can buy everywhere in stationery stores.

There was a pen in the middle of the book, so An Xiangwen simply turned to that page, which made it easier for him to turn back and cover it...

The human's eyes suddenly widened.

He was shocked to see the map of the temple drawn along each path, which was far more detailed than what they walked during the day yesterday.

Looking further down, scrawled brushstrokes drew a covered head, with only a hole on the face to reveal red light, and a purple-red cassock on the body... He, he——

An Xiangwen saw that sandwiched in the middle of the notebook was a black pen.

He felt a little dizzy.

Maybe he was too sleepy.

Otherwise, how can we see other colors from the black painting?

……

Bai Su did go out for a drive, and he went to find Wei Wenxue.

A female pilgrim lived on the other side. He went to the door and knocked on the door before calling her out.

The situation of the flaxen-haired girl was similar to that of An Xiangwen. Her arms were not arms, her legs were not legs, and she staggered a little when she walked out.

Compared with An Xiangwen's big heart, Wei Wenxue is a little more puzzled.

"Mr. Bai, you too...?" She looked confused.

The black-haired young man who looked nothing strange nodded in agreement and rubbed his neck pretendingly: "Yes, so I came to ask you."

Wei Wenxue paused for a moment, but chose to exchange information.

"I... felt... last night..." the flaxen-haired girl hesitated. She was not sure if her memory was wrong. "I didn't seem to lie down in bed, but I woke up during the day..."

Wei Wenxue remained silent, covering her back as if it had been bumped several times.

Bai Su understood the action instantly.

Wasn't it the monk who helped "help" him into bed? He probably hit him.

"Maybe I was too sleepy. I went to bed and couldn't remember." Bai Su helped the monk to calm down, then changed the topic, "Did Miss Wei dream at night?"

"Dream? No... I slept like a baby." Wei Wenxue pressed her forehead, "I haven't slept like this for a long time."

It should be said that she has been sleeping very lightly, and she shouldn't...

Wei Wenxue couldn't figure it out, but Bai Su came to a conclusion after asking two familiar humans.

They were indeed dragged into the dream web last night, but they had no memory when they woke up.

Does it mean... you can do whatever you want in your dreams?

After all, no one will remember it when they wake up.

Thanks to Captain Orangutan↑ for the 1500 coin reward!

Thanks to Mr. Peach for his 100 coins and unniki for his 100 coins reward
Chapter completed!