Chapter 142 The unknown lady
When Wei Wenxue was dragged into the dream for the first time, she knew something was serious.
No wonder the temple didn't strictly check the small box she was carrying, because there was no need.
No matter what tourists bring, in most cases they cannot be brought into their dreams.
Dream, she is standing in the dream now.
Carelessly flipping up her shoulder-length hair, Wei Wenxue secretly thought that something was even worse.
The environment in the dream did not give her much time to think. The statue suddenly appeared and chased her. She ran all the way to the square of the Main Hall, and she found the statue retreating.
Later, when she was looking for An Xiangwen in the square in her dream, she followed his line of sight and circled around, but did not see the black-haired young man.
Bai...Bai Su isn't here?
Baisu was indeed not in the first dream.
When she was dragged into a dream for the second time, Wei Wenxue understood why the black-haired young man came to ask her if she was dreaming during the day.
Doesn’t this mean that Bai Su has a big problem? Why didn’t he fall asleep!
Wei Wenxue didn't know the answer and didn't have time to think anymore, because the second chase from the statue began.
Wei Wenxue exerted her 100% ability to escape, and once again wondered why the weapon could not be brought into the dream.
If she could be brought in, she would definitely not be in such a mess!
She goes back... If she can go back, she must practice her ability to fight with bare hands, if she still remembers.
Wei Wenxue passed by something... When she passed by a woman lying on her back silently, she took the headband from her head and reluctantly tied up her hair.
Then she continued to run forward. If she guessed correctly, she would still be chased by the statue that had been behind her to the wide area in front of the Main Hall——
Turning the corner ahead, Wei Wenxue's thoughts suddenly got stuck.
She saw a black shadow floating down from the three-meter-high courtyard wall on the side and landing on the road directly in front of her.
The black-haired young man stood there, holding another young man with curly chestnut hair in his hand.
The latter covered his forehead in a daze, but the former's eyes were clear, and he quickly curved his face to reveal a bright smile.
Wei Wenxue heard the other party calling her - Miss Wei.
……
No, right?
An Xiangwen wondered if he had been on the "roller coaster" for too long and had ringing ears and misheard what Bai Su said.
The facial features of the strange woman in front of me are completely different!
He knew that Wei Wenxue was wearing a wig. After all, the girl with flaxen hair didn't wear the wig very well when she was driving. That face... couldn't be a human skin mask or something, right?
If it is true, then how did Brother Bai find out...?
"It's you, Miss Wei." Bai Su repeated, "Why don't you say hello?"
Wei Wenxue broke out in cold sweat. She didn't know for a moment whether the statue behind her was more terrifying or the white suit in front of her.
How did you recognize her? What was she wearing? The dress she wore in the dream was not the one worn by Wei Wenxue. It was the dress she was more accustomed to on weekdays, which was more convenient for movement.
Just... she and Wei Wenxue should be two completely different talents in the eyes of others.
"Is it difficult?" Bai Su raised An Xiangwen and tilted his head, "Your smell is exactly the same as Wei Wenxue."
"...?"
"Well, it seems a bit difficult for humans to understand." Bai Su held his chin, "Maybe... my sense of smell is more sensitive? I'm kidding, it's the smell of your soul."
At the end of the sentence, Bai Su squinted his eyes happily and gestured with the word "soul" again with his mouth.
An Xiangwen: "But didn't Brother Bai say that what we dream about is consciousness?"
Bai Su: "There's not much difference between the two. If you think about it, they both taste the same to me."
An Xiangwen: "So what does it smell like..."
The human being is very confused, feeling that he has entered a channel that he does not understand from the beginning of the conversation.
An Xiangwen tried to move, but failed to break free from Bai Su's hands. He could only maintain the position of being carried and asked: "So this is Miss Wei's true appearance?"
The curly-haired young man looked at the very nervous girl with a bun-shaped hair opposite him, his eyes puzzled: "The wig and the disguise mask are a bit too——"
"No." Bai Su interrupted An Xiangwen, "This is her original appearance, not Miss Wei's original appearance."
"Huh?" An Xiangwen's eyes turned into mosquito-repellent eyes, which is a bit confusing.
"What do you mean?"
"It means——"
"Can we discuss this later!" The black-haired girl was so nervous that she collapsed, "That thing behind me is still chasing me!!!"
The black-haired girl, who couldn't bring any weapons, was almost powerless and was about to be overtaken by the statue. She used her three-legged cat skills to block it twice, which made her arms numb.
If she continued to block him, her arm might be broken. The black-haired girl thought that there was no need to torture herself, so she could only turn around and continue running, and rushed to Bai Su in a few steps.
She ran past the black-haired young man, but the black-haired young man made no move.
Why doesn't he run away?
The black-haired girl paused.
Even though she had witnessed the other party falling from the three-meter-high courtyard wall against humanity, as light as a feather, and even holding someone in her hand, the black-haired girl still turned back.
"Let's go!" The black-haired girl reached out and grabbed Bai Su's arm. She wanted to lead him back, but she didn't drag him.
Black-haired girl: grass.
There was an urge to curse. The black-haired girl gritted her teeth and prepared to use her strength again. She couldn't just leave him where he was.
Except for the woman before, that person cannot be resurrected, and she cannot save it.
Before she could exert any force again, the black-haired young man gently stroked her hand down.
The next second, something heavy was placed on the black-haired girl's hand.
She was caught off guard and quickly raised both hands, but was still crushed by the weight. Her knees bent down and she knelt straight on the ground.
Of course, An Zhongwu Xiangwen's buttocks hit the ground after being delivered, causing pain to the curly-haired young man's tailbone.
Black-haired girl: "...Mr. An, you have lost weight."
An Xiangwen: "Wei Xiao...ah, what should I call you now? Forget it, but my weight is within the normal range!"
The curly-haired young man endured the pain in his butt and rolled over from the arms of the black-haired girl to the ground. The long-lost feeling of his feet in contact with the ground made him so excited that he wanted to cry.
It’s not easy, he can stand on his own.
An Xiangwen stood up on his own and also pulled the black-haired girl up with him.
In the background of the muffled sound of hard objects colliding with each other, An Xiangwen said quietly: "Don't be afraid, Brother Bai is very powerful."
The black-haired girl looked ahead blankly. Seeing the scene in front of her, she really had no intention of being afraid.
The statue chasing the black-haired girl was more agile than the one Bai Su and the others encountered now. The gesture that he wanted to grab directly by the neck and smash it to the ground again failed.
Bai Su simply changed his course of action. While being hugged by the statue's shoulders, he also grabbed the other's feet.
Then there were those "bang bang bang" sounds heard by humans, and Bai Su pinched the ankle of the statue as if dragging a dead corpse.
After being beaten several times, the statue cracked, and cracks appeared in front of the bent eyes, destroying the compassionate smile from the middle.
"Okay, now there's nothing in the way." Bai Su said in a brisk tone, "Unknown lady, can you tell me your name?"
I got home late from playing with my friends.
So why do friends think so much about going to CP to play (meditation)
Chapter completed!