Conquest

    Chapter 517 [Amazing Dreams] (9 thousand words ~)

    Chapter 517 [Amazing Dreams] (9 thousand words ~)

    WakingWaking

    In a dream, a confusing sound seems to be noisy.

    Shaar turned hard and felt the hard bed underneath. He took a long breath and picked up the leaking blanket that was covered in the air and jumped barefoot.

    The weather outside is not bright, but years of habits have made him wake up at this time every morning.

    The broken wood room is a bit cold, and Shaar is thinking about it. Is it right to take advantage of the recent warm weather, and quickly fill the holes in the roof, and there are still a few beams to be repaired, so as not to snow in winter. If the broken house can't support it, then the father and the son can really sleep in the snow.

    Listening to the side, in the inner room, Old Man is still snoring and screaming.

    "This old drunkard is a scent of sleep…"

    Shaar muttered, pushing the door out of the house, first went to the jar and sipped a bowl of water, snorted and slammed, then picked up the pot to hold the water and threw it on the stove.

    The firewood was not enough. Shaar took some rusty axe from the wall and went outside to pick up a few pieces of firewood. Old Man said that he had to teach himself to work hard, but teach him to teach, that is, the ability to chop firewood. Which day can I practice a real expert?

    Going back to the kitchen, throwing the wood into the hearth, suddenly saw the fire pitchfork in the hearth. Shaar's heart moved as if it were faint, and an odd thought in his heart emerged, tempting him to reach out to the fire pitchfork.

    This black fire pitchfork has already lost its true color in the charcoal fire that has not been known for many years. It is in the hand and feels cold and heavy.

    Shaar holds the fire pitchfork in his hand, but there seems to be a strange familiar feeling in his heart, as if…Personal

    This room, I lived here from the beginning of the note, the old man's snoring in the room has not stopped, according to the usual practice, this Old Man is estimated to sleep until the sun to the top of the head will get up.

    In this room, everything is worn, familiar, leaky windows, leaky roofs, and leaky door panels. The pile of firewood outside the door, the burning black hearth, and the broken water tank…

    I have lived here for so many years, everything is familiar with the chest, and every day I have to do is to chop firewood, burn the fire…Even with your eyes closed, you can do it.

    Today seems to be no different from the past.

    But…Why do you always feel that something is wrong?

    As if all of this is a familiar scene, and then familiar with things, but one by one, there is a strange strange feeling in the heart.

    It’s a hell.

    Hidden, deep inside seems to have a voice crying desperately, reminding yourself: All this is wrong, it is wrong!

    But in the end, where is wrong, Shaar can't think of it.

    Looking at the burning fire, Shaar squatted in the hearth with the fire pitchfork. Suddenly, he seemed to instinctively smiled subconsciously.

    This kind of red fire, the color and the use of fire pitchfork to display Crimson Rage Ki is very similar.

    Crimson ……? ?

    Shaar suddenly saw a moment, and his mind suddenly became a little confused.

    Crimson Rage Ki? What is that device? How was the name so familiar, and inexplicably jumped into his heart. However, it seems to be something that I never knew…

    Looking at the fire, watching the water in the pot gradually boiling, and steaming hot, Shaar became more and more dazed.

    The days of seclusion in this valley are peaceful and calm. Probably, this is the happiest thing.

    Living in this valley for a lifetime, don't care about the wind and rain in the outside world, maybe…

    MaybeShould people live this life right?

    This day, it’s as usual.

    At noon, Old Man got up, drunk as usual, then drunk, and returned to bed again, but Old Man's cough seemed to be heavier than the previous days. People are becoming more and more lazy, and they have not even said a word to Shaar.

    Shaar went into the woods as usual, hit a few rabbits back, made a meal, and went to pick up some firewood in the afternoon. When the sun gradually went down, I returned home.

    After dark, he ate and sipped, and lay back on his hard bed, looking at the hole in the roof, thinking in his heart, tomorrow can not be lazy, have to hurry to repair the house.

    In such a meditation, sleepy, Shaar closed his eyes and began to sleep.

    He seems to have done some strange and fierce.

    In my dream, I felt like I was out of this small valley. When I walked outside, he dreamed that he had become a big general. He rode a horse and rushed to the battlefield with a thousand horses, but when he looked down, he took it. It’s not a magical spear or a sword, but a fire pitchfork in his hearth.

    After a while, this dream seems to have changed into a scene, and I am sitting with a beautiful and gentle woman. It’s just a dream, although the woman around me is gentle and pleasant, but she can’t see the other person’s face. It was just the girl in the dream, who claimed to be called Adeline for a while, and seemed to change her name for a while, called Daphne or something.

    Shaar is laughing.

    This dream is very cool…

    Get up in the morning on the second day, as usual, chopping wood, living, cooking, going hunting, cooking wood, making dinner…

    Looking at the hole in the roof before going to sleep, consider the matter of repairing the house. Interspersed with the sound of old Man coughing or snoring in the inner room…

    Everything is so calm in the days, so the day goes by. In the midst of calm, there is a kind of helplessness.

    The struggling voice in my heart seemed to be more and more eager to move, but every time Shaar would shake his head and smile.

    I have a little hunter in the mountains. I don’t have any skills. Where will there be any early days?

    As in the dream, I am a big general, holding a beautiful woman…Probably, just dreaming.

    Such a day, as if I had to live this life.

    Although there is also an impulse in my heart, I want to go out of this valley, go outside to see, go to Wildfire Town, or go further afield, go to Odin in the north, go to Byzantine in the south…

    However, each time these thoughts are born, the mind will immediately suppress these thoughts.

    What do you do, a small hunter yourself, live in this mountain, and it is quite good. Is not it?

    Such a day, as if it had been more than a dozen days in a row, Shaar was lying on a hard bed in the night, holding his head and looking at the hole in the roof, thinking about repairing the house, and then gradually fascinating, recollecting the days that these days come to do every night. The strange big General and beauty dreams are getting longer and longer.

    An inexplicable irritability in the heart seems to be getting harder and harder to suppress.

    "What the hell, how can there be so many distractions in the recent past?"Shaar muttered as if it was instinctive, and the subconscious blurted out: "Dora, do you think I am crazy?"

    The words blurted out and Shaar suddenly became a glimpse.

    Dora?

    Who is Dora?

    Why do you blurt out as if you are talking to someone?

    He was scared by himself and couldn't help but sit up.

    Dora? Fire pitchfork ? Crimson Rage Ki? Big General? Adeline? Daphne?

    What are the messes…

    Oh, some sleepy, my mouth is a bit dry, I want to drink water.

    "Come, Tatara, give me a bottle of wine!"

    The words almost blurted out, but Shaar suddenly became amazed, and the whole body suddenly chilled!

    Tatara ? Is it a strange name?

    Me, what happened to me? !

    He jumped out of bed in uneasiness, standing barefoot on the ground, his eyes looking around.

    The night in the valley was quiet, and only the sound of insects was occasionally heard in the grass. Look up, the moonlight is bright, and a full moon is in the head.

    The anomaly in Shaar's heart gradually subsided.

    Maybe you are really just because of those strange dreams that you have done these nights.

    Well, it must be a dream.

    It’s a dream…

    He bowed his head and laughed at himself, watching the shadow of the moon shining on the ground, and was about to turn back to sleep.

    Suddenly, Shaar suddenly panicked and suddenly remembered a strange thought.

    This…LikeNot quite right! !

    Suddenly, Shaar raised his eyes and looked at the moon in the sky. The moon was like a disc, and the moonlight was clean…

    Bright moon, bright moon…

    Yes! It is this moon!

    This moon is really too strange to be round!

    FANG FU.FANG FU.These days, these nights are full moons!

    Where is this weird thing in the world! Where is the truth of the full moon every day? !

    At this point, Shaar suddenly came out with a cold sweat, and listened to his ears. Suddenly he heard the old man’s familiar snoring as if he suddenly could not hear.

    Suddenly remembered, I seem to have not seen Old Man for many days. He seems to be in the back room every day. He hears him get up, drink, then sleep, snoring, coughing…Didn't see him come out to show up!

    No!

    No!

    Everything is so familiar, and I live my life with one eye, but after all, it is not right!

    The full moon in the sky is more and more strange in the eyes of Shaar.

    He subconsciously wanted to pick up the axe hanging on the wall, but I don't know why, my heart flashed a strange thought, but turned to the hearth, pulled out the black lacquered fire pitchfork, tightly Again.

    It seems that the black lacquered fire pitchfork in the subconscious is more secure than the axe.

    Holding the fire pitchfork and looking around, everything seems to be so calm and peaceful, but the sense of crisis in the heart is getting stronger and stronger!

    What's really going on? What happened

    Shaar began to talk to himself, and soon the voice grew louder and louder. Finally, he stood up at the fire pitchfork and pointed at the sky: "This hellish moon, where is the circle so bright?!"

    Suddenly, it seems as if a strange thought has surged.

    Everything around, this house, this valley, this broken house, this woodpile, this kitchen, this hearth, everything that was originally familiar, suddenly became so strange!

    In my mind, countless strange pieces flashed, as if they were dream scenes.

    Fire pitchfork, Crimson Rage Ki, battlefield, Grand General, Adeline, Daphne…

    Suddenly so many things were stuffed into my mind, as if I had to smash my head. Shaar's eyes widened, as if looking for something, but what he was looking for, he couldn't even tell himself.

    Finally, deep in my mind, suddenly there was a faint, if there was no sound, the voice seemed strange, but it seemed to be very familiar.

    "Shaar! Waking Wake up! Shaar! Wake up! ! ”

……"Hong!"

    Deep in my mind, as if there are countless Thunders! Shaar's tinnitus, it seems that a lightning bolt, tearing apart the tears of consciousness in the consciousness!

    Deep down, all the uneasiness, all the confusion, a little bit clear and thorough!

    Finally, in front of you, the world, the valley, the house, the woods, the sky, everything seems to suddenly become a huge whirlpool, and it starts to spin fast! And Shaar is standing in the middle of this whirlpool, standing up with fire pitchfork, watching all things with vigilance!

    The world seems to be distorted. All the familiar scenes are instantly transformed into shadows in the vortex, dissipating invisible, and finally looking at it, as if you are in a fog of nothingness, whether it is going up and down, Before and after, it seems that you can't see the margin and the end!

    I…This…What was happening? where this is

    Shaar slammed his head and his head was groggy, almost bursting out.

    Fortunately, the familiar voice deep in my mind rang again, with joy and gratification in the tone.

    Thank God. You are finally awake! This spiritual magic is so powerful, I am still worried that you are really trapped inside, then we are all finished! ! ”

    Shaar took a deep breath and the conscious consciousness finally returned to him little by little. He frowned and tried to say: "You…Dora? ”

    "Crap, isn't I still someone else?!"Dora’s voice was anxious: “Are you really awake?!”

    Shaar smiled and took a few deep breaths: "It seems like it is awake…Hell, what happened to me? Seems to be dreaming, I…I seem to have returned to my home in the valley, as if I have returned to the days of a few years ago…Me

    Just shut up. Now I have no time to discuss your dreams! Shaar! We are very dangerous now! You, can you still remember what happened? ! ”

    Shaar tried to think about it: "The underground cave…Crystal deposit layer…The skeleton of the ancient dragon, and the bottomless hole…"He finally looked up and exclaimed: "Ah! Yes! That bottomless hole! I remember the three of us went down the bottomless pit together, then…And then

    His thoughts became clearer and clearer, and finally he vomited and looked calm: "I remember that we hadn't seen the bottomless flight for a long time, then it was suddenly dark, nothing could be seen, I blinked again. At that time, the two guys who were holding them in their hands disappeared, and they became me alone! Then there was a dark attack. I couldn’t see anything, I couldn’t feel anything, and finally…Finally, it seems to pass out. ”

    Speaking of this, Shaar frowned: "Where are we now?" Is it underground? Why can't you see anything here? Are fog everywhere? ! ”

    "Shaar, you listen!"Dora's voice became very serious: "We are not at the bottom of what hole, but…I am afraid that we are unconsciously being counted, we have a magical spirit! This magic should be very fierce, now you are not at the bottom of what is bottomless, but…Instead, they are sucked into their own spiritual consciousness! In other words, you are trapped in your own dreams! Shaar, do you understand? If you can't think of cracking this magic, then I am afraid that you will be trapped in your own consciousness forever in the future, and you will never get out! ”

“……”Shaar said, "I…My own consciousness? ! Spiritual magic? ! ”

    "Yes."Dora flies quickly: "I think it should be the ancient dragon!" The dragon magic, mastered by ancient dragons, is far more powerful and esoteric than today's dragon race! The mana of the ancient dragon is far more powerful than the ordinary dragon race. The magic of this kind of spiritual attack is enough to confuse the powerful opponents and trap each other forever in their spiritual world! This is a very fierce skill possessed by the legendary ancient dragon. ”

    Shaar was stunned and looked at the boundless fog around him, muttering: "I, my own spiritually conscious world?" Hell, isn't the world in my consciousness a fog of nothingness? ”

    "Of course it is not, just like a human dream. This spiritually conscious world is based on the emotions, memories, and hidden secrets in your heart, or all the most familiar things and memories. Your most memorable, favorite, most hated, most disgusting, or the most feared, the most worried most worried…In short, the various things that make up the human heart are extremely complicated. ”

    After a pause, Dora continued: "You said that you just lived in the valley of your hometown, that is part of your inner world. Your life in the valley of your hometown should be the most familiar scene in your subconscious. So, after you are trapped in your own spiritual world, it is like dreaming. The nature of dreaming is what you are most familiar with. But you finally woke up and found that it was wrong. It was unreal to discover that the world, so once you wake up, the world of the valley disappears! ”

    So,And now? What do we do now? How to get out? ! ”

    "I, I don't know…I only know that any magic is not impossible to crack, especially the magic of this spiritual class, there is always its weakness, this weakness must exist, but we have not found it yet. Now your most important thing is to keep your mind, stay awake, don't be confused by anything! I think that the dream that I just created is broken, but there should be other things in your spiritual world. What you like, dislike, hate, fear, everything can happen! do you understand? Keep your heart and stop falling in! ”

    Shaar nodded, smiled, looked around, his heart crossed, holding the fire pitchfork and strode out.

    In this fog, I don’t know how long it’s been gone. Suddenly the fog in front fades down, and the vagueness seems to have seen some outlines. Shaar immediately feels refreshed and raises vigilance. He holds the fire pitchfork and sets the posture. Slowly walked over.

    Finally, the fog in front of me suddenly disappeared instantly! In front of Shaar, it was a huge hall with luxurious furnishings. In front of it, there was a flashing door and a huge terrace outside.

    On the terrace, a woman in a white robe, her body is graceful, and her golden hair is like a waterfall.

    Shaar suddenly got amazed and lost his voice: "Daphne ?!"

    In front of this scene, it is the room and terrace where Daphne lives in the Imperial Capital Imperial Palace!

    Daphne turned his head back, and the beautiful face looked at Shaar, the bright eyes, and immediately gave a surprise, exclaimed: "Summer, Shaar?! How did you come? ”

    She immediately opened her arms and rushed toward Shaar, with a fragrant wind, and the soft body flew into Shaar's arms. Shaar had not had time to move, and the fire pitchfork in his hand kept a high lift. But the body of the woman in her arms has been posted, and a pair of white arms hooked Shaar's neck.

    Despite the harsh reminder of Dora before, Daphne in her arms seemed so real, the undulating body was attached to her body, the curve of her familiar body, and the smell, everything seemed to be so real.

    Daphne's voice whispered in Shaar's ear: "You, haven't you left Imperial Capital?" How come back? ”

    I…MeShaar only felt that his mind began to gradually become blank. Although he tried his best to remind himself that all of them were illusions, the clear voice in his heart was getting more and more bleak…

    "I …Shaar took a deep breath, and finally, his hand fell, and Daphne in his arms: "I…Let me see you. ”

    "Mm."Daphne in her arms snorted and slammed Shaar hard. He whispered: "I miss you very much, I…I have been regretting, regretting leaving you, regretting not following you, I…"

    Shaar was more and more unable to resist, but at this time, suddenly there was an exclamation behind him!

    The exclamation voice was crisp, and Shaar suddenly turned back and saw a familiar figure!

    Adeline is standing behind him.

    The pitiful creature seems to be wearing the same men's clothing as when I first saw it. The hair is bunched up, and I am surprised to stare at myself, taking advantage of Daphne in my arms.

    "you! YOU! you guys! ! Shaar! You, how can you! How can you! ! Daphne, you, you…"

    Adeline's eyes quickly shed two lines of tears, and the sad expression made Shaar almost instantly broken. He seemed to subconsciously loosen Daphne in his arms and was about to reach out.

    Adeline's face showed an angry expression, pointing at Shaar and yelling: "Shaar! You said, you will only love me! You said it! Why are you doing this to me! Daphne! I treat you like my own sister! Why do you want to……He is my husband! ! It is my husband! ! ”

    With a bang, Adeline didn't know where to pull out a short sword, and he rushed toward himself. Where Shaar dared to reach out to resist the short sword that stabbed himself, he could only step back and forth. But Daphne, who was not in his arms, greeted him, loudly: "Adeline, me, I am…"

    With a bang, the short sword stabbed into Daphne's heart, and suddenly the blood flowed out. Shaar's horrified body was soft, and Daphne swayed, and then stepped back and forth, finally falling into a pool of blood.

    Adeline bit his teeth, staring at Shaar, and looking at the dagger in his hand: "I, I hate you!" I hate you! ! Shaar, you don't want me, I will die! ”

    After that, Adeline's cross sword is on his neck!

    When the blood was splashing, Shaar exclaimed, and suddenly he jumped up and shouted: "No…"

    Suddenly, the sky turns around, and everything around it turns into countless whirlpools, and instantly disappears into invisible…

    As everything around him turned into a fog of nothingness, Shaar sat on the floor and gasped.

    "Fake, all fake! Everything is fake…"

    Dora's voice popped up again, but with a bit of ridicule: "Oh, Shaar, all the illusions here are the consciousness that exists in your own heart. I am afraid, have you always had this kind of fear in your heart?" Hēi hēi ……If you owe your emotional debt, you will always feel guilty, hahahaha…"

    "Hmph!"Shaar finally calmed down and annoyed and snorted: "Let's shut up, Dora!"

    Just in my heart, but it is still guilty.

    In fact, this scene, which happened only, seems to have stabbed the real weakness of his heart.

    Whether it is a pitiful creature or a Daphne, it is his heart's love. Since the entanglement with Daphne, Shaar's heart is naturally a huge flaw in the pitiful creature. I am always worried that if the two women meet in the future, what will happen to the scene, the scene of that scene is indeed a fear in his heart after a nightmare…

    Looking back at the scene where the two women were both fragrant and jade, and fell in the pool of blood, Shaar’s heart became more and more scared. Gradually, an anger was born.

    He jumped up abruptly, holding the fire pitchfork pointing at the top of his head and shouting loudly: "damn it! Are you using this scene to scare Father? ! Come on! What other skills do you have! All come out! Let the uncle see, what other weird scary things you have! Come on! Let’s go.

    He called for a while, but where did he respond?

    Shaar roared for a while before finally calming down, but the sorrow in his heart was more and more intense, biting his teeth: "Hell! How can this place go out! Dora, what do you do? ”

    Dora’s voice was remembered after a while, slowly saying: “Dream is a dream. Speaking of it, this dream is actually your own consciousness. That is to say, this dream is you, you are a dream. If I want to "wake up" from my dreams, I don't know how to prepare them. However, I have an idea…"

    "what idea?"

    "Do you think, when ordinary people dream, how do you wake up in the end?"

    "Yeah?"Shaar snorted: "I don't know this, I should have been sleeping myself, and I naturally woke up."

    Dora smiled and said: "I am not talking about the normal state, but the special state, such as…Stimulus

    “Go on.”Shaar frowned.

    "If someone has a nightmare, they will often be scared by the scenes of too much horror in their dreams. When they are excited, they will wake up from their dreams. Or it is external force intervention. For example, when dreaming, someone hits this person outside, and the reaction caused by pain will wake up. In short, all kinds of possibilities are there. However, all of them have a common characteristic. ”

    "What?"

    "You think, ordinary people dream, even dreaming of various scenes in their dreams, but once they wake up, that is to say, they return to the real world, the 'self' in the dream disappears! To be precise, you are in your own dreams. You are also you, this dream is also you. But more accurately, this dream is your true consciousness, and now you are actually just a projection of your own dreams. If this dream is over, as long as your own 'projection' disappears, then this dream naturally does not exist. ”

    Shaar is a bit confused: "I? Is it projection? Let me disappear? ”

    "Yes, dreams are based on one self, and then experience everything in the dream, but if this 'I' does not exist in the dream, then the dream naturally does not exist."Dora's voice was a bit cold.

    Shaar gradually understood something and frowned. "Let me disappear?" How to disappear? ”

    "It's very simple, as long as you die in your dreams, then naturally…"Dora slowly said: "You are now the 'I am' in this dream. If this 'I am' died, it would be like a nightmare, the dream is dead, and I am scared, maybe Will wake up completely and return to the reality outside."

    I…Dead? ”Shaar frowned: "How come? Can't I commit suicide? ”

    "why not?"Dora slowly said: "In any case, this is in a dream, and it is not really dead. Ordinary people dream, they often dream of a lot of horrible scenes, such as falling from the sky, that is, their dreams of life and death, the dream of 'I am' dead, naturally will be awake, so we may wish to try . ”

    "Self, suicide?"Shaar raised his fire pitchfork and hesitated.

    Dora sighed: "It's just a dream, try it. If it doesn't work, let's think of other ways." Everything here is illusory, and it is not really asking you to die. You just saw it, Daphne and Adeline are both dead in front of you, are they all fake? Anyway, it is fake, what are you afraid of? ”

    After a pause, Dora's voice gradually dignified: "Shaar, maybe this is the only way."

    Shaar flashed a few thoughts in his heart and couldn't help but put the fire pitchfork on his chest and looked at the fire pitchfork in his hand. He took a deep breath: "Maybe…Maybe you are right, anyway, anyway…All of this is fake, I am in a dream, not really going to die, right…"

    He said, he took a few deep breaths and turned the fire pitchfork upside down. He was stabbed against his chest!

    Just as the fingers tried to force, Shaar suddenly blessed the soul, and suddenly a thought was like a lightning in his heart! He suddenly took his hand and put the fire pitchfork down!

    Gradually, Shaar's mouth slowly appeared a sneer.

    The fire pitchfork in his hand quickly pointed back at the top of his head. Shaar realized that Crimson Rage Ki was displayed by him, and his body was full of crimson light!

    "Ha ha ha ha! Good cunning stuff! Almost, this uncle is really on your job! ! ”

    Shaar laughed wildly, with anger in his voice.

    “What?”Dora's voice is a bit weird.

    "what did I say? You are the old dragon of cunning! Father was almost fooled by you to commit suicide! Damn it, your despicable rotten bones, really good means, if not for Father enough to be vigilant, really committed suicide here, it is stupid to get home! ! ”

    Shaar's fire pitchfork in his hand, a crimson light flashed, hate: "Hey! When do you want to pretend to be Dora? Are you really a stupid father? ! Lie to me is in my own consciousness? Lie to me in my own dreams? I bother! ! ! ! Make such a realistic illusion, if it is a careless, really really your way! In fact, I am not in my own dreams at all! Not even in my own space of consciousness! I am in this underground cave now! However, these fogs, as well as the scenes I just saw, are the psychedelic magic that you made, right? ! It’s just some illusion spell! However, I guess you have some magic like reading minds, Insight, my mind, can sneak into some of my memories, and also can see the existence of Dora! So I faked Dora's voice to fool Father to commit suicide! ! ”

    I…I do not understand what you say! Is this kid crazy again, nonsense? ”Dora's voice still refuted.

    "damn it, still not giving up? Hahaha! Do you know where your biggest flaw is? You cunning the old dragon, decaying rotten bones! ! If you pretend to be otherwise, maybe I am not easy to detect, but you are pretending to be Dora's voice! AH HA…. I would like to ask you, Dora was originally a soul attached to the spiritual space of my consciousness. Since you said, I am in my own space of consciousness, then Dora should be here too! However, why is this 'Dora', but still only heard its sound, not seeing its shape? Joke As you said, I am already in my own space of consciousness, then you Dora, there is still a voice in my mind! If I am just a 'projection', then how can you still have this Dora in my mind? ”

    Speaking of the last sentence, Shaar shouted: "Not ready yet!! If you have the skills, I will have a hard time playing with you! ! ”

    Finally, Dora's voice disappeared, replaced by a hoarse scream like a sigh!

    The sound of the screaming, as if the words are thick, the sound is harsh!

    "Good savvy humans…"

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