The face of the person in front of him was like a melted clay man, with facial features flowing to different positions on his body, but each of them could retain its original function.

After Wang Huai looked carefully, the villagers took the hat back, opened the mouth on his forehead and made a low voice: "Did you see it? No good will happen when you go in, so don't go."

"We must go in, please point out a clear way." Wang Huai said sincerely.

"Then go and find the village chief, the village chief knows."

"Then where should I find the village chief?"

"Sleep for a night, and you'll have it in your dream."

After saying that, the villagers no longer paid attention to Wang Huai and continued to do manual work indifferently, regardless of how they called it.

When he found that the other party stopped talking, Long and Hu said in anger: "This person is so rude. What does it mean to have a sleep?"

"That's it." The dwarfs also shouted, "Let's beat him up now."

"Stop quarrel, people have already made it clear. Get the bedding ready and let's have a good sleep."

Setting up a tent on the open space in the village, Wang Huai arranged for Zhong Yue and Long to guard the place, and the others got into bedding and fell asleep soon after.

Just as he closed his eyes, Wang Huai felt that someone was shaking from the bed. When he woke up, he saw several teenagers looking at him with curiosity.

Before Wang Huai could react, the boys ran out happily and shouted while running: "The new one is awake!"

He crawled out of the tent in confusion. When Wang Huai saw that his companions woke up almost at the same time, he looked around in confusion.

"I remember we were asleep, why did we suddenly wake up?" Cen Quan fiddled with Hu Zong on his chin in confusion, "And have you noticed that the scene outside seems to be wrong."

Wang Huai also saw it and found that the scene outside was indeed different.

The village before was a random combination of piles of meat, but now it has become a resort like a paradise.

The climate outside the tent is pleasant, and the famine is in full bloom. The square paddy fields are full of rice, and the heavy grains are full of hope.

There are no insects in the sky, only the blue sky and the white clouds of birds. Occasionally, you can see birds skimming through the sky, which is so quiet that it makes people intoxicated.

Hui Xin had never seen such a sky before. She has been staring at her head since she walked out of the tent and said from time to time: "It's so beautiful, is this the sky? Why is it so blue?"

"Because light is composed of colored light in different bands, so blue is because blue light is easily scattered." Lian Wushuang said with his nose, "It will be like that after watching it for a long time. I will do an experiment next time to reproduce it for you."

"Liang Wushuang, don't destroy this artistic conception at this time, okay?"

Wang Huai was sure that he had just slept in the tent, but after waking up, he came here, making him suspect that this place was not a reality, but an illusion or a dream.

Calling Xia Sheng, Wang Huai asked, "You are the temple prayer of the Queen Yunlei, and you also have the ability to hold illusions. Tell me, is this illusion?"

Xia Sheng waved his hand to pray, then shook his head and said, "It's not an illusion, it should be a dream."

"This dream is quite real. Where is the tiger?"

Hu also woke up from the shock brought by the sky, looked at Wang Xiu and asked in confusion: "Brother, what..."

He smashed the tiger's arm with one punch, and Wang Huai immediately recovered not long after seeing the other party's arm.

After the other party's arm was healed, Wang Huai stared at the other party and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"Why don't we change it and try it?" Hu said angrily.

"I even feel pain, this dream is really extraordinary."

Outside the tent, Wang Huai saw two groups of sarcomas standing outside the tent, and seemed to be talking about this constantly.

But their voices sounded like bubbles rising from the mud of the swamp, and they couldn't understand what they were saying.

After staring at one of the sarcoma for a while, Wang Huai said uncertainly: "Zhong Yue?"

Hearing Wang Huai's words, Cen Quan was startled and couldn't help asking: "Mr. Wang, are you sure? Why did Zhong Yue become like this?"

"Ninety percent sure."

"It's actually 90% of them. People who know the truth are different."

"Don't be so cool here, Cheng Ji, please make sure it out for me."

Cheng Ji walked over, staring at the sarcoma with white eyes for a while, and then said, "That's right, it's Miss Zhong."

After confirming that the other party was indeed Zhong Yue, Wang Huai tried to write words on the ground and expressed his thoughts with his actions, but he could not pass them over.

It seemed that after falling asleep, his communication with people outside was cut off. Even though he knew that the other party was Zhong Yue, he could not pass on his thoughts.

He hugged the sarcoma hard, and Wang Huai said, "Don't worry, we're fine. We'll come back when we've finished the investigation."

As if he felt Wang Huai's determination, the sarcoma finally stopped talking and stared at them motionlessly.

Although I am sure I am dreaming now, the group also encountered a problem, that is, how to wake up.

If you realize that you are dreaming, you should be able to wake up.

If it doesn't work, then let yourself feel a little pain and you will wake up.

But no matter how Wang Huai beat Hu, the other party showed no sign of waking up. It was only certain that they were trapped in a dream and could not leave for the time being.

Telling others about the present speculation, Wang Huai concluded: "From the current situation, we have been dragged into the dream. However, when we move in the dream, the real body will also move."

Pointing to the outside, Wang Huai added: "Also, the situation between dreams and reality seems to be the opposite. In reality, the outside is a world made of flesh and blood. But here, everything seems very normal."

"In the end, we are already trapped in our dreams, so we have to find a way to get out of here. So I suggest that our goal afterwards is to get out of here."

Seeing that no one objected, Wang Huai clapped his hands: "I didn't feel the danger here, so this place should be safe. Everyone starts to explore freely and look for various clues."

After arranging the task, Wang Huai walked directly to the bronze door to find his suspected partner.

The man in the previous hat was the only one who could communicate with him and understand his own language.

The other party must be the object of communication, and it is worth looking for.

On the way to the Tongmen, Wang Huai discovered that the people who had locked him in the house had now come out.

Their clothes are simple, but they look quite leisurely.

The old child was lying by the window and looking at him curiously. The residents who repaired the fence at the door also smiled friendly to Wang Huai.

If it weren't for knowing the truth here, Wang Huai would have thought this was a good place.

Next to the thick copper door, Wang Huai saw the old man he had talked to before.

In reality, the other party has been creating something with bones and flesh that cannot be seen.

But in the dream, Wang Huai saw the other party being weaving bamboo strips and humming a small song from time to time, looking no different from an ordinary old man.

Walking to the old man, Wang Huai asked, "Old man, are you the village chief?"

Putting down the bamboo strips, the old man took off his cloak and turned around, showing a kind smile: "Yes, I am."

"I want to know..."

Before Wang Huai finished asking, the old man rubbed his shoulders and said weakly: "Oh, I feel that my shoulders are sore when I get old. Can I help me with a little favor? I don't have high requirements, just clean the yard."

Looking at the weedy yard, Wang Huai didn't talk nonsense, rolled up his sleeves and started working.

While working, he thought about what these weeds correspond to in reality, but after thinking for a while, he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

It is better not to know some things too thoroughly.

While Wang Huai was working, the old man was lying on the recliner while knocking his legs crossed his legs, holding a cigarette gun in his hand.

Looking at Wang Huai's actions, the old man praised: "Looking at your appearance, I thought you were a young man, but I didn't expect that I would be a good person in my work."

"I've done it before, but I've never forgotten it."

"Okay, do more after doing it."

After packing the weeds together, Wang Huai wiped the sweat off his head and asked casually: "What do you call me?"

"It's a bit strange, right? I cried very strangely when I made a sound. My father woke me up more than a dozen times in one night, and finally gave me this name annoyed."

Wang Huai was stunned and turned his head to look at the other person, vaguely finding some familiar feelings from the other person.

After a smile, Wang Huai said, "Then have you heard of Empress Yunlei?"

"No, what's wrong? Is there anything special about this god?"

"Well, if you encounter any trouble in the future, just pray to Queen Yunlei."

After praying, you will become insects, begin to believe in the Queen Mother Yunlei with all your heart, and survive this great disaster.

After that, Empress Yunlei will be transformed into a righteous god, thus establishing the next encounter between her and Wang Huai.

The effect of turning fruit into cause appears again, allowing Wang Huai to act as a bond, connecting the cicada elders of later generations with the current him.

After cutting half of the weeds in the yard, the village chief knocked on the ground and said to Wang Huai: "Okay, take a break. I can probably guess what you want to ask, these jobs are almost enough."

Take out some wild fruits from the inner room, and the old village chief placed them in front of Wang Huai.

When he found that Wang Huai didn't dare to move, the old village chief laughed: "Don't worry, this thing is the same in reality. There are not many such things, but there are still some after all."

Only then did Wang Huai put the wild fruit into his mouth, and he felt sour and astringent. It was not a good thing.

However, the old village chief seemed to be looking at some delicious delicacies, carefully putting the wild fruits into his mouth and chewing them carefully with saliva.

A wild fruit was in her stomach, and the old village chief said with emotion: "This thing is very few. If I hadn't felt that you were destined to be with me, I wouldn't want to entertain you."

"It's really destined to be."
To be continued...