The moment the striped sheep eyes crawled out of their eye sockets, the dense eyeballs in the room shrank back as if they were frightened.

Even the floating ghost became transparent and disappeared.

"go back!"

Ning Xiuyuan reached out and pressed his left eyeball, stuffing this "independent entity" back into his eye socket.

As the eyelids blinked, they transformed into a pitch-black round pupil.

"Is this my subconscious dream?"

Ning Xiuyuan took a long breath to vent the horrifying scene he saw when he opened his eyes.

Yes, at this time he has entered the land of dreams.

The weird scene in the room is not so much the weirdness of the dreamland as it is the disturbance of Francis's dream by his personal dream.

Subconsciously, he always felt that he was under surveillance.

I think this is the origin of the dense eyeballs in the room and the ghosts.

Ning Xiuyuan stood up and glanced at the bedroom.

Most of the things in the room are there, but everything looks a little distorted, like flowers in a fog.

No!

The crystal lantern is still very real!

I saw a crystal lantern standing on the bedside table, emitting a faint candlelight that was not of this world.

Ning Xiuyuan's eyes flickered.

It should be noted that if you step into the dreamland with your mental body and want to carry something with you, you need to wrap it up in the dream with your spiritual body in advance.

Ning Xiuyuan only wrapped himself, not the crystal lantern.

But this thing still followed it automatically?

Is this fate? Or is this crystal lantern so special that it can reflect the world?

As soon as Ning Xiuyuan's thoughts arose, he suppressed them.

Because it doesn't make any sense.

He once carefully observed the lantern with a striped sheep eye, but unfortunately, he still couldn't find anything unusual about the lantern.

This made him basically certain that the power exerted on the horse lantern would probably far exceed the size of the horizontal striped sheep pupils.

Ning Xiuyuan's eyes moved away from the lantern and fell on himself.

At this time, he was still wearing the monk's uniform of the Church of Dawn. At his will, protective clothing, a pig-nose mask, protective glasses, an oxygen tank...a set of extremely sci-fi clothing covered his body.

'It seems that extraordinary power can still be exerted in the dreamland!'

'Yes, extraordinary power is integrated into the self, and the mental body is also one of the self. It is not surprising that one can use extraordinary power normally.'

Ning Xiuyuan thought to himself. After a little experiment and confirmed that he could come in disguise, he immediately felt relieved.

He reached out to lift the lantern and pushed open the dormitory door. The familiar yet unfamiliar scenery unfolded before his eyes.

Familiar stables;

Familiar Francis.

What is strange is that in the stable yard, the death and corrosion of Lynn's aberrations and the craters are still shocking;

The church in the distance soars into the sky, like a miracle from heaven.

Outside the church, there is a gray sky, the buildings are twisted and grotesque, like ultra-modern architectural art.

Angela mentioned to him that the land of Francis' Dreamland was affected by the dreams of Francis residents, and was generally similar in layout to Francis.

But in local details, there will be varying degrees of distortion and distortion.

Never enter residential buildings unless necessary.

This is not the lowest level of dreams where the environment, landforms, and cities are very stable - the fantasy dreamland.

This is a dreamland between fantasy and reality.

The dreams of countless creatures are blended here, and the environment will change as the creatures move around. In a densely populated area like a residential building, it is impossible to predict what kind of terrifying things the dreams will blend into.

Ning Xiuyuan took out his pocket watch and glanced at the time, which was ten o'clock.

Ten minutes beyond the agreed time.

Maybe Angela was delayed on the way.

Ning Xiuyuan waited patiently for a while, and about ten minutes passed, but Angela still hadn't come.

This time, Ning Xiuyuan couldn't sit still.

He frowned slightly, thought for a while, and left the groom's room.

Stepping into the street, the surroundings were deserted, and the whole city seemed to be shrouded in smog.

Ning Xiuyuan walked with a surprised expression.

Where the candlelight spread, several tattered living corpses with flat heads or broken legs were crawling around on the street.

In the dark alley, a huge werewolf was curled up in the garbage, chewing something, and you could vaguely see the toes rolling around his lips.

Outside the windows on the street, several weird, spider-like people with arms were lying on the windows, desperately peeping in.

When I walked to the clock tower on the surface, I looked up and saw that the huge clock disk had turned into a big eyeball, staring at Ning Xiuyuan.

"Tsk, tsk, this is Francis' dreamland? I wonder what the reaction will be if we provoke those monsters?"

Ning Xiuyuan clicked his tongue in surprise.

He who controls the horizontal striped sheep eyes can see through the essence of those terrifying monsters at a glance. They are woven out of the dreams of countless living beings.

They are either urban legends;

Or they are the dead who are still alive in people's hearts.

This makes the whole world seem weird and terrifying.

Ning Xiu walked across the street and saw Angela two hundred meters away from the nunnery.

She was huddled in the middle of the street, hugging her calves, burying her little head in her knees, and her whole body was shaking.

"Angela!"

"Ah -" Angela suddenly screamed, her whole body trembling more and more: "Don't eat me, don't eat me... wuwuwu... don't eat me!"

"It's me, Arthur!" Ning Xiuyuan couldn't help but smile.

"ah?"

Angela raised her face tremblingly, and when she saw Ning Xiuyuan, her mood completely collapsed.

"Wuwuwu, Arthur, I'm so scared! Wuwuwu, I don't want to come again... Wuwuwu..."

Angela looked frightened and collapsed on the ground, crying and snot dripping from her nose.

Ning Xiuyuan was dumbfounded.

Are you kidding me? Is this an extraordinary person?

"What's wrong? What happened to you?" Ning Xiuyuan approached and reached out to help Angela up.

Angela held Ning Xiuyuan's thick palms and became familiar with her companions, which made her collapse and finally recovered gradually.

She sniffed a little embarrassedly and described her experience.

It turned out that after she left the nunnery, she went to find Ning Xiuyuan. She didn't want to encounter too many monsters on the road. The more she walked, the more panicked and collapsed she became. Then she lost her composure and huddled on the road crying.

Of course, this is Ning Xiuyuan's understanding.

In Angela's words, this was because she had not been here for several years and the land of Francis's dream had changed too much, causing her to get lost and attacked by monsters, so she lost control of her emotions.

Uh, okay, the two descriptions are actually quite different.

"You said before that you came here once when you first became a transcendent, and then you never came again?" Ning Xiuyuan asked.

"Yes." Angela nodded, still looking at the surrounding darkness with some fear.

have to!

A greenhouse flower.

It was also because he overestimated all extraordinary beings.

Looking at it from another perspective, the so-called extraordinary people are actually people with special skills.

Timid, cowardly, proud, arrogant, surly... all kinds of human weaknesses, there are still some.

"I'll take you back! I know the way anyway." Ning Xiuyuan said.

"No... no, I'm fine, I can leave." Angela waved her hand and refused, feeling a little embarrassed.

In terms of extraordinary knowledge, she has always regarded herself as Arthur's predecessor.
To be continued...