Then Tang Meng talked about some things about Lingbao. Zhou Zhe listened carefully and asked another question:

"By the way, Brother Tang. You mentioned last time that there are dream weaver, divination master, dream master, etc. I tried it two days ago and thought I might have the talent of dream master?"

"Did you try?" Faced with Zhou Zhe's question, Tang Meng was stunned for a moment: "What did you try?"

Zhou Zhe said for granted: "I fell into a dream. That day, I saw a dream nearby, so I went in and took a look and found that it was my neighbor opposite me!"

"Can you act freely at the bottom of the dream world?"

Zhou Zhe was also stunned: "Isn't this normal situation?"

"Of course not." Tang Meng said: "The dream world is filled with vast black fog. Some people say that it is a torrent of fragments of the dream world of sentient beings. In such a torrent, unless you have the corresponding dream-induced objects for you to ferry and pull in the black fog, you can only follow the flow."

"But there are also some dreams with inheritance that can move in the black fog. But it is also very difficult."

Zhou Zhe asked, "What about you, Brother Tang?"

"The dream world does not reflect the distance of reality. In reality, it may be just a few steps away, but it may be out of reach in the dream world." Tang Meng smiled slightly: "If I spend one night, I can go to the dream outside the room, but it surprised me a little. It should be the credit of that spiritual treasure, it is worthy of being the true spirit that generates a domain, and it is indeed extraordinary..."

Tang Meng seemed reluctant to talk about Zhou Zhe's spiritual treasures, and asked in a different way: "Okay, it's a good thing that you have the advantage of being able to act in the black fog. Tell me what you asked, what did you do in someone else's dream?"

Zhou Zhe briefly said about Liu Mengfei. After listening to it, Tang Meng laughed and asked in a while when Zhou Zhe was unclear, "You said you successfully made the girl buy fried dough sticks as breakfast the next day according to your hint. Then let me ask you, how many times have you entered someone else's dream?"

Zhou Zhe thought for a while and said, "Four times."

Tang Meng asked again: "Then you shouldn't have done anything you shouldn't do in someone else's dream?"

Zhou Zhe hurriedly said, "Of course not. Four dreams, one was that she dreamed of being abused when she was a child, and I stopped her; one was that she dreamed of playing in the playground; the other was that I talked about work with her in the dream, and the other was that I had the hint of eating fried dough sticks for her last time."

Tang Meng said: "Hehe, you have entered someone else's dream four times and left a good impression. With this level, she has done such a small thing. As far as I know, those real dream fighters can sow strong psychological hints for people in just a few words, and can even control people to sleepwalking while sleeping. You can calculate how much worse you are than others..."

Zhou Zhe was stunned.

"Although dreamers look dazed and confused, it is easy to fool them, but most people are hard to remember what they have dreamed when they wake up, let alone do things according to your dream instructions. In addition to some trivial matters that are unrelated, once they encounter something contrary to their personal will, your hint will immediately collapse..."

"Although you have unique advantages, if you want to become a dream fighter, you should study it slowly."

Tang Meng is not a dream fighter, and he can't mention too much, so he can only tell him some taboos when dreaming.

For example, it is unethical to not create nightmares without reason to intimidate others;

For example, you must leave before the dream ends, otherwise your mental damage will occur, etc.

There were more and more people in the wine hall, and even guests were found at several tables next to it. Zhou Zhe glanced at the time and found that it was already at night before he knew it.

There are so many things I want to ask that I didn't even notice the passage of time.

"Brother Tang, it's so late, why don't I treat you to supper?"

Tang Meng smiled and agreed: "Okay."

The two found a porridge shop, ordered fresh porridge and some side dishes, and sat in the corner.

Zhou Zhe consciously asked Tang Meng to talk for a whole day, and he continued to ask when he was not embarrassed to eat, so he chatted about some casual anecdotes.

After the meal was finished quickly, Tang Meng put down the spoon, wiped his mouth with a tissue and said, "Zhou Yuan, today is a farewell meal between us. I will resign at the newspaper tomorrow. We will not meet in the short term."

Zhou Zhe was stunned.

"Brother Tang, what's wrong?"

After pondering for a while, Tang Meng sighed: "It's okay to tell you something... the person who attacked me a week ago was the person who 'secretly attacked'."

"Secret attack?"

Tang Meng knew that Zhou Zhe was not clear about these things and explained: "This is a killer organization composed of dreamers. The man last week was sent by this killer organization."

Killer Organization... Zhou Zhe has only seen this word in novels and film and television works.

"The secret attack is very famous, mainly because of its mystery. Because all its mission delegation and information transmission are in the dream world, all its members are dreamers, and assassination operations are basically invincible."

"But at the same time, this is not a very strict organization. The undercover attack is more like an intermediary, collecting money, transferring it to members, and then earning commissions. Members do not know each other, and one member may even collect money to assassinate another member."

"According to the rules of undercover attacks, the employer's mission objectives will be evaluated and quoted, and then the full payment will be collected. A killer will be assigned to assassinate the target.

If the mission unfortunately fails, the next secret attack will send a stronger killer to carry out the mission.

Only after three consecutive failures will the assassination be stopped, and the quotation for the target will be greatly increased, allowing the employer to make a second payment.

As long as the employer is willing to accept it, then continue the cycle..."

As he said that, Tang Meng smiled: "In other words, I will face at least two assassinations from the Dreamer before I can take a breath. If you continue to follow me, you may be involved in something like the last time. This is not like the small disasters and disasters I encountered before, but the danger of accidentally dying. So, it is better not to meet again."

"Brother Tang..."

Tang Meng smiled and waved her hand: "Don't worry. Last time I was careless and was defeated by that little thief. Next, I have to deal with it, so I don't have time to take care of the newspaper's work. Maybe one or two months later, I will solve the remaining two killers and come back to work.

If I failed three missions, my value will increase at least ten times. If I buy a murderer, I may not be willing to spend so much money to continue to cause trouble for me, and I will be purified by then."

Zhou Zhe took a deep breath: "Brother Tang, do you know who came out and hired the killer?"

Tang Meng shook her head: "There is no evidence. The killer attacked just took the money to kill people, not asking who the employer was. So even if the killer was captured alive, it would not be possible to ask anything. However, their offer was not cheap. They could afford so much money and were willing to pay so much money. You can probably guess that it was nothing more than the one in the capital..."

As he said that, Tang Meng smiled: "But, there is no need for you to know this..."

Standing up, patted Zhou Zhe on the shoulder, Tang Meng smiled as if she had first met: "Thank you for your supper. I'm leaving, goodbye."

Zhou Zhe wanted to stand up, but Tang Meng pressed him on the stool.

He opened his mouth but made no sound.

Tang Meng had already made a decision, and his words obviously could not change his determination.

Seeing Tang Meng walking away from her back, Zhou Zhe sat in her seat for a while before checking out and leaving.

After returning home, he pondered until late at night. Looking at the red moon hanging high outside the window, Zhou Zhe finally let out a long sigh and made his own decision.

After making this decision, his mood suddenly became much lighter. Thinking back to what Tang Meng said during the day, Zhou Zhe put on the Void Gloves, held the mask and the immortal chess cup in his hands, and entered the dream world.

In the vast black fog, Zhou Zhe looked at the gloves in his right hand and the mask in his left hand, and a smile appeared on his face.

Lingbao can indeed be brought into dreams!

Holding the mask, Zhou Zhe was so energetic that he was focused, but he was focused. After a while, he was touched by some thoughts, which made Zhou Zhe finally understand the effect of the mask.

Wearing a mask allows you to hide your movements - not invisible, but to be ignored by others by reducing your sense of existence.

The reason why Tang Meng was so easily attacked that day was probably because the killer used this mask.

This thing is indeed a good treasure for the killer.

Since that's the case, I'll call you a "low-key mask" in the future... Zhou Zhe put away the mask, stroked the Xu Ling gloves and sensed it. The inspiration he got was basically the same as what he had tried in reality.

Zhou Zhe held a little fantasy again and took out the immortal chess to sense it. After a while, he had no choice but to put it away.

Maybe as Tang Meng said, he has not yet been recognized by immortal chess, so he cannot trigger inspiration.

Zhou Zhe raised his head and looked in the direction of his neighbor.
Chapter completed!