Chapter 2766
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dream.
From a scientific point of view, it belongs to a special phenomenon caused by the brain, spirit, and soul still being partially active after they enter a sleep state.
It may be the extension of the time encountered during the day, it may be some long-lost memories, or it may be pure cranky thinking...
These intricate things kneaded and combined together, and finally formed a dream.
In dreams, they often feel that everything is reasonable. People in dreams are rarely aware of the existence of dreams.
Some people even have more radical remarks on this.
Those people claim that reality is nothingness and dreams, and dreams are the real world.
Dreams and reality, real and fake.
In a sense, this is a relative thing.
At least Luo Chuan thought so.
Sometimes, dreams are more like memories of the lost past to him, and he is quite looking forward to dreaming about stories about the past again.
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But these are not important now.
Luo Chuan's attention was all on Yao Ziyan, this girl seemed to have had a rather strange dream.
"What did you dream about?"
Yao Ziyan frowned slightly, trying to recall: "I dreamed that I seemed to be fighting with someone."
Luo Chuan: "..."
"Fighting? I'm familiar with this!" the dragon girl said happily.
Of course, no one paid any attention.
Luo Chuan's expression became serious. Obviously, the battle that Yao Ziyan talked about should not be an ordinary fight with the enemy.
As the God of Destiny, her perception has always been keen.
If something doesn't feel right about it, then it's really unusual.
"Sit down and talk."
As soon as the speaker's voice fell, the surrounding environment changed at some point, and several people came to the balcony where the topic of discussion was once again.
It was early morning, but here it was eternal night.
The starry sky is like a curtain, and everything in the distance is blurred in the deep night.
"What happened?" Luo Chuan asked.
Yao Ziyan tried hard to recall the memory in the dream: "I feel like I have become another person, in the boundless white mist, holding a staff, fighting with the enemy."
"Enemy? What kind?"
As the God of Destiny, this kind of inexplicable dream is likely to indicate some crucial information.
Luo Chuan felt that Yao Ziyan's answer was very important.
"I...don't know." After pondering for a long time, Yao Ziyan shook her head lightly, "I don't remember clearly, I seemed to call him... a neighbor?"
Fighting with neighbors, huh?
Luo Chuan raised his eyebrows, not knowing what to say.
"What about the fighting method?" An Weiya was more interested in the fighting itself.
Hearing the question from the dragon girl, Yao Ziyan's expression became a little embarrassed at that moment.
"Uh... just smashing it with a stick."
"Is this how the staff is used?" An Weiya couldn't understand.
The way Luo Chuan looked at Yao Ziyan also changed. Is this girl so violent in her heart? This is to use the staff as a mace, right?
Or is it because of the influence of the great sage in Glory that his cognition of the staff has changed to a "melee weapon"?
"First of all, I want to make a statement." Yao Ziyan noticed Luo Chuan's gaze, and seriously emphasized, "In the dream, I experience it as a bystander, and I didn't do all of this!"
"Yeah, I know." Luo Chuan nodded repeatedly.
For some reason, Yao Ziyan always feels that this guy is perfunctory her.
Forget it, don't bother to care about it.
"Then which of you won?" An Weiya began to care about the result of the battle again.
"Of course it's me." When mentioning this topic, Yao Ziyan seemed quite proud, but soon realized that it was a bit inappropriate to say so, "It's the 'me' in the dream."
"I know that the two of you are not the same person." Luo Chuan didn't want to get too entangled in this issue, "But for the sake of convenience, let's treat them as one for the time being."
"...Okay." Yao Ziyan nodded reluctantly.
"I'm a little curious, why are you fighting?" Luo Chuan asked another question.
"Because my neighbor is a bit irritable, and every once in a while he will make some disturbances, and only by beating him can he temporarily settle down for a while." Yao Ziyan said.
The tone is taken for granted, and it seems that it is really her own opinion.
"So, why did you fight?"
"The neighbor started to be restless again, and even disturbed my life, and had a lot of impact on my guests."
"guest?"
Luo Chuan heard a new name from Yao Ziyan's mouth.
"Um……"
Yao Ziyan wrapped her fingers around a strand of hair on her chest, and her expression was a bit inexplicable, "You should be familiar with that guest Luo Chuan, that is Herman from Saint Nia, the detective Mr. .”
"No, why did he become the guest in your dream again?" Luo Chuan tried hard to think about the connection.
At the same time, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.
Sure enough, dreams are all inexplicable fragments of information mixed together.
baffling.
"He seems to have broken into the white mist for no reason. I just wanted to guide him in the right direction, but the neighbor suddenly made a noise." Yao Ziyan helplessly spread her hands.
Maybe she didn't even realize that when she talked about it, she described it from the perspective of a witness.
"What happened after that? What happened?" Luo Chuan rubbed his chin, "After the relationship between your neighbors has been adjusted."
"Then I had a simple meal and pointed out the direction for Heman to leave." Yao Ziyan spread her palms, "I don't remember what happened next."
"Have you had a meal?" Luo Chuan looked at Yao Ziyan.
Now he seriously doubts whether it is really just a dream.
Even the hobby of cooking is the same...
"Eh..." Yao Ziyan turned her head, a little embarrassed, "Anyway, I don't know what's going on, and I also like to cook in my dream."
Regarding the question that the demon Ziyan in the dream also has a hobby of cooking, because it is full of flaws, Luo Chuan thinks it is better to pass it by for the time being.
"I have a bold guess." Luo Chuan said in a deep voice.
"I also have a bold guess." An Weiya continued.
"Me too." Yao Ziyan sighed.
The speaker looked at Yao Ziyan, as if he wanted to see something unusual from the latter.
Of course, it was in vain in the end.
"Last night, there was a concussion reaction in the prison that almost reached the stable threshold, which lasted for a while and then quickly subsided."
Luo Chuan lightly tapped the table with his fingers, making a rhythmic sound, "And Xiao Yan had such a strange dream last night, do you think there is some kind of connection between these two things?"
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dream.
From a scientific point of view, it belongs to a special phenomenon caused by the brain, spirit, and soul still being partially active after they enter a sleep state.
It may be the extension of the time encountered during the day, it may be some long-lost memories, or it may be pure cranky thinking...
These intricate things kneaded and combined together, and finally formed a dream.
In dreams, they often feel that everything is reasonable. People in dreams are rarely aware of the existence of dreams.
Some people even have more radical remarks on this.
Those people claim that reality is nothingness and dreams, and dreams are the real world.
Dreams and reality, real and fake.
In a sense, this is a relative thing.
At least Luo Chuan thought so.
Sometimes, dreams are more like memories of the lost past to him, and he is quite looking forward to dreaming about stories about the past again.
Remember the website m.26ksw. cc
But these are not important now.
Luo Chuan's attention was all on Yao Ziyan, this girl seemed to have had a rather strange dream.
"What did you dream about?"
Yao Ziyan frowned slightly, trying to recall: "I dreamed that I seemed to be fighting with someone."
Luo Chuan: "..."
"Fighting? I'm familiar with this!" the dragon girl said happily.
Of course, no one paid any attention.
Luo Chuan's expression became serious. Obviously, the battle that Yao Ziyan talked about should not be an ordinary fight with the enemy.
As the God of Destiny, her perception has always been keen.
If something doesn't feel right about it, then it's really unusual.
"Sit down and talk."
As soon as the speaker's voice fell, the surrounding environment changed at some point, and several people came to the balcony where the topic of discussion was once again.
It was early morning, but here it was eternal night.
The starry sky is like a curtain, and everything in the distance is blurred in the deep night.
"What happened?" Luo Chuan asked.
Yao Ziyan tried hard to recall the memory in the dream: "I feel like I have become another person, in the boundless white mist, holding a staff, fighting with the enemy."
"Enemy? What kind?"
As the God of Destiny, this kind of inexplicable dream is likely to indicate some crucial information.
Luo Chuan felt that Yao Ziyan's answer was very important.
"I...don't know." After pondering for a long time, Yao Ziyan shook her head lightly, "I don't remember clearly, I seemed to call him... a neighbor?"
Fighting with neighbors, huh?
Luo Chuan raised his eyebrows, not knowing what to say.
"What about the fighting method?" An Weiya was more interested in the fighting itself.
Hearing the question from the dragon girl, Yao Ziyan's expression became a little embarrassed at that moment.
"Uh... just smashing it with a stick."
"Is this how the staff is used?" An Weiya couldn't understand.
The way Luo Chuan looked at Yao Ziyan also changed. Is this girl so violent in her heart? This is to use the staff as a mace, right?
Or is it because of the influence of the great sage in Glory that his cognition of the staff has changed to a "melee weapon"?
"First of all, I want to make a statement." Yao Ziyan noticed Luo Chuan's gaze, and seriously emphasized, "In the dream, I experience it as a bystander, and I didn't do all of this!"
"Yeah, I know." Luo Chuan nodded repeatedly.
For some reason, Yao Ziyan always feels that this guy is perfunctory her.
Forget it, don't bother to care about it.
"Then which of you won?" An Weiya began to care about the result of the battle again.
"Of course it's me." When mentioning this topic, Yao Ziyan seemed quite proud, but soon realized that it was a bit inappropriate to say so, "It's the 'me' in the dream."
"I know that the two of you are not the same person." Luo Chuan didn't want to get too entangled in this issue, "But for the sake of convenience, let's treat them as one for the time being."
"...Okay." Yao Ziyan nodded reluctantly.
"I'm a little curious, why are you fighting?" Luo Chuan asked another question.
"Because my neighbor is a bit irritable, and every once in a while he will make some disturbances, and only by beating him can he temporarily settle down for a while." Yao Ziyan said.
The tone is taken for granted, and it seems that it is really her own opinion.
"So, why did you fight?"
"The neighbor started to be restless again, and even disturbed my life, and had a lot of impact on my guests."
"guest?"
Luo Chuan heard a new name from Yao Ziyan's mouth.
"Um……"
Yao Ziyan wrapped her fingers around a strand of hair on her chest, and her expression was a bit inexplicable, "You should be familiar with that guest Luo Chuan, that is Herman from Saint Nia, the detective Mr. .”
"No, why did he become the guest in your dream again?" Luo Chuan tried hard to think about the connection.
At the same time, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.
Sure enough, dreams are all inexplicable fragments of information mixed together.
baffling.
"He seems to have broken into the white mist for no reason. I just wanted to guide him in the right direction, but the neighbor suddenly made a noise." Yao Ziyan helplessly spread her hands.
Maybe she didn't even realize that when she talked about it, she described it from the perspective of a witness.
"What happened after that? What happened?" Luo Chuan rubbed his chin, "After the relationship between your neighbors has been adjusted."
"Then I had a simple meal and pointed out the direction for Heman to leave." Yao Ziyan spread her palms, "I don't remember what happened next."
"Have you had a meal?" Luo Chuan looked at Yao Ziyan.
Now he seriously doubts whether it is really just a dream.
Even the hobby of cooking is the same...
"Eh..." Yao Ziyan turned her head, a little embarrassed, "Anyway, I don't know what's going on, and I also like to cook in my dream."
Regarding the question that the demon Ziyan in the dream also has a hobby of cooking, because it is full of flaws, Luo Chuan thinks it is better to pass it by for the time being.
"I have a bold guess." Luo Chuan said in a deep voice.
"I also have a bold guess." An Weiya continued.
"Me too." Yao Ziyan sighed.
The speaker looked at Yao Ziyan, as if he wanted to see something unusual from the latter.
Of course, it was in vain in the end.
"Last night, there was a concussion reaction in the prison that almost reached the stable threshold, which lasted for a while and then quickly subsided."
Luo Chuan lightly tapped the table with his fingers, making a rhythmic sound, "And Xiao Yan had such a strange dream last night, do you think there is some kind of connection between these two things?"
dream. From a scientific point of view, it belongs to a special phenomenon caused by the brain, spirit, and soul still being partially active after they enter a sleep state. It may be the extension of the time encountered during the day, it may be some long-lost memories, or it may be pure cranky thinking... These intricate things kneaded and combined together, and finally formed a dream. In dreams, they often feel that everything is reasonable. People in dreams are rarely aware of the existence of dreams. Some people even have more radical remarks on this. Those people claim that reality is nothingness and dreams, and dreams are the real world. Dreams and reality, real and fake. In a sense, this is a relative thing. At least Luo Chuan thought so. Sometimes, dreams are more like memories of the lost past to him, and he is quite looking forward to dreaming about stories about the past again. Remember the website m.26ksw. cc But these are not important now. Luo Chuan's attention was all on Yao Ziyan, this girl seemed to have had a rather strange dream. "What did you dream about?" Yao Ziyan frowned slightly, trying to recall: "I dreamed that I seemed to be fighting with someone." Luo Chuan: "..." "Fighting? I'm familiar with this!" the dragon girl said happily. Of course, no one paid any attention. Luo Chuan's expression became serious. Obviously, the battle that Yao Ziyan talked about should not be an ordinary fight with the enemy. As the God of Destiny, her perception has always been keen. If something doesn't feel right about it, then it's really unusual. "Sit down and talk." As soon as the speaker's voice fell, the surrounding environment changed at some point, and several people came to the balcony where the topic of discussion was once again. It was early morning, but here it was eternal night. The starry sky is like a curtain, and everything in the distance is blurred in the deep night. "What happened?" Luo Chuan asked. Yao Ziyan tried hard to recall the memory in the dream: "I feel like I have become another person, in the boundless white mist, holding a staff, fighting with the enemy." "Enemy? What kind?" As the God of Destiny, this kind of inexplicable dream is likely to indicate some crucial information. Luo Chuan felt that Yao Ziyan's answer was very important. "I...don't know." After pondering for a long time, Yao Ziyan shook her head lightly, "I don't remember clearly, I seemed to call him... a neighbor?" Fighting with neighbors, huh? Luo Chuan raised his eyebrows, not knowing what to say. "What about the fighting method?" An Weiya was more interested in the fighting itself. Hearing the question from the dragon girl, Yao Ziyan's expression became a little embarrassed at that moment. "Uh... just smashing it with a stick." "Is this how the staff is used?" An Weiya couldn't understand. The way Luo Chuan looked at Yao Ziyan also changed. Is this girl so violent in her heart? This is to use the staff as a mace, right? Or is it because of the influence of the great sage in Glory that his cognition of the staff has changed to a "melee weapon"? "First of all, I want to make a statement." Yao Ziyan noticed Luo Chuan's gaze, and seriously emphasized, "In the dream, I experience it as a bystander, and I didn't do all of this!" "Yeah, I know." Luo Chuan nodded repeatedly. For some reason, Yao Ziyan always feels that this guy is perfunctory her. Forget it, don't bother to care about it. "Then which of you won?" An Weiya began to care about the result of the battle again. "Of course it's me." When mentioning this topic, Yao Ziyan seemed quite proud, but soon realized that it was a bit inappropriate to say so, "It's the 'me' in the dream." "I know that the two of you are not the same person." Luo Chuan didn't want to get too entangled in this issue, "But for the sake of convenience, let's treat them as one for the time being." "...Okay." Yao Ziyan nodded reluctantly. "I'm a little curious, why are you fighting?" Luo Chuan asked another question. "Because my neighbor is a bit irritable, and every once in a while he will make some disturbances, and only by beating him can he temporarily settle down for a while." Yao Ziyan said. The tone is taken for granted, and it seems that it is really her own opinion. "So, why did you fight?" "The neighbor started to be restless again, and even disturbed my life, and had a lot of impact on my guests." "guest?" Luo Chuan heard a new name from Yao Ziyan's mouth. "Um" Yao Ziyan wrapped her fingers around a strand of hair on her chest, and her expression was a bit inexplicable, "You should be familiar with that guest Luo Chuan, that is Herman from Saint Nia, the detective Mr. . "No, why did he become the guest in your dream again?" Luo Chuan tried hard to think about the connection. At the same time, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart. Sure enough, dreams are all inexplicable fragments of information mixed together. baffling. "He seems to have broken into the white mist for no reason. I just wanted to guide him in the right direction, but the neighbor suddenly made a noise." Yao Ziyan helplessly spread her hands. Maybe she didn't even realize that when she talked about it, she described it from the perspective of a witness. "What happened after that? What happened?" Luo Chuan rubbed his chin, "After the relationship between your neighbors has been adjusted." "Then I had a simple meal and pointed out the direction for Heman to leave." Yao Ziyan spread her palms, "I don't remember what happened next." "Have you had a meal?" Luo Chuan looked at Yao Ziyan. Now he seriously doubts whether it is really just a dream. Even the hobby of cooking is the same... "Eh..." Yao Ziyan turned her head, a little embarrassed, "Anyway, I don't know what's going on, and I also like to cook in my dream." Regarding the question that the demon Ziyan in the dream also has a hobby of cooking, because it is full of flaws, Luo Chuan thinks it is better to pass it by for the time being. "I have a bold guess." Luo Chuan said in a deep voice. "I also have a bold guess." An Weiya continued. "Me too." Yao Ziyan sighed. The speaker looked at Yao Ziyan, as if he wanted to see something unusual from the latter. Of course, it was in vain in the end. "Last night, there was a concussion reaction in the prison that almost reached the stable threshold, which lasted for a while and then quickly subsided." Luo Chuan lightly tapped the table with his fingers, making a rhythmic sound, "And Xiao Yan had such a strange dream last night, do you think there is some kind of connection between these two things?"
