Although there are many worries, they are not endless.
To the lobbyist's uncontrollable surprise, the cloister was empty again.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Fu Qian blinked and verified a certain guess.
It is bright, windowless, and more than half of the place is a metal structure.
There is no doubt that this is an expensive underground building.
The reason why I am so sure is that in addition to the good ventilation effect despite the strict structure, a certain metal table in front of me even looks familiar.
If I remember correctly, I once used it as a hidden weapon and threw it on a certain Night Guard team leader. It seemed that the last name was Tan Tan?
Fu Qian never liked to waste his memory on remembering such irrelevant people. When he was trying to remember, a secret door in the corner of the wall was pushed open, and a familiar face cautiously looked out.
Who else could be there, of course it would be Miss Wen who once attained enlightenment here.
Yes, this is the basement of the Wen family's mansion where Ms. Eve died.
There are two explanations for the scene before me.
First, not long ago, because she shattered Wenli's last dream by using the name Ms. Eve, she was stimulated while she was sleeping and couldn't help but make a series based on this theme.
Second, it scared her awake at that time. This dream was her own.
Fu Qian is more inclined to the second type. On the one hand, it is natural that he trusts this kind of spiritual player and is not so insensitive to some strange phenomena.
On the other hand, Fu Qian did not think that Wenli's previous state was a deep sleep - it was a simple argument that Taylor was also sleeping.
Considering that person's night owl nature, Fu Qian preferred that it was daytime outside at this moment, and Miss Wen was just taking a nap at noon.
As for the sisters Weir and Little, if they were in Baerluk at this moment, it would really be night.
Of course these are just details and are innocuous.
…
"Mr. Fu, are you really here... Then I am now..."
His eyes were fixed on Fu Qian, and the next moment Wen Li's tone was full of surprise, and the speed of light proved his guess of subjective initiative.
At the same time, the illusory eyes on her head were also very active, and it was obvious that the scene in front of her made her doubt her own condition.
After all, I am not a professional dream walker, so I cannot switch my cognition so freely.
"Yes, this is your dream."
Faced with a meeting that could end at any time, Fu Qian nodded slightly and added fuel to the fire without hesitation.
"this--"
At that moment, Wenli's eyes almost expanded to the limit.
After being stunned for a moment, her first reaction was to raise her hand, slender fingers across one cheek, and gently caress her.
And with this movement, the shaky illusory eyes actually stopped the expansion, and even slowly stabilized.
In contrast, Wen Li's own eyes were slightly more confused.
Use your ability to relax yourself.
Fu Qian, who remained silent throughout the whole process, knew quite well what he was doing.
Miss Wen had indeed come prepared. She had already thought about how to work hard to keep the dream from being shattered.
…
"Mr. Fu, welcome."
When Wen Li spoke again, there was a strange sense of relaxation in his tone, as if he was walking in his own country.
"Is this place still familiar?"
She stepped forward and motioned for her to sit down wherever she pleased. She looked around with a smile.
"Of course, the ventilation ducts there are a safety hazard."
Before paying, he followed the good advice, and after sitting down comfortably, he gestured to a place above his head.
These words are not nonsense. In a certain time and space that no one knows, someone once got in from there.
whee……
With a pursed smile, Wen Li did not pursue the source of this comment and sat on the other side with his chin in his hand.
"My father once asked me if I wanted to demolish this place, but I refused."
I understand very well why Mr. Wen would have this suggestion.
I thought to myself before paying.
Miss Wen's experience of seclusion back then can indeed arouse people's imagination and worry about her feelings about this place.
"Mr. Fu, is there something you want me to do?"
Before Fu Qian could speak again, Wen Li, who was reminiscing a little, seemed to have thought of something, blinked his eyes and asked.
"When I was in the bookstore, I didn't finish talking..."
…
Not only did he come prepared, he also had a clear purpose.
Wen Li's performance was undoubtedly praised by Fu Qian.
The situation in front of me couldn't be more obvious. The previous dream communication was forcibly ended by me. After I woke up, I realized that there was something fishy, and tried to make me fall asleep again, looking for opportunities to verify the doubts in my mind.
But after all, her specialty is influencing emotions rather than hypnosis, so recreating the scene is still too difficult for her.
In the end, although the dream was successful, it was no longer in the bookstore, but in another scene with a common understanding.
After all, she is a talented girl who went to Beijing, and she deserves to be cultivated.
"Indeed there is."
Facing the volunteer's question, Fu Qian smiled slightly and raised his right hand.
…
At that moment, the whole dream seemed to have a wave of ripples - and it wasn't because of Wen Li.
As the owner of this dream, it can be seen that she is very excited about some misty guesses being verified, but the illusive eyes above her head are still well controlled.
The waves come from another higher will.
With the bottom line shown to each other in the past, Fu Qian does not think that Alakir will let himself do anything wrong in any dream in the next time.
Especially related to the emblem of the Abandoned Prison King.
The movement of reaching out at this moment is exactly the same as when shown to Li Te before.
Fu Qian had no doubt that if he chanted a few more words of honor, this dream would repeat the same mistakes as the previous one and be forcibly ended.
So he didn't read it.
Even the next moment, as the hand slowly opened, there was nothing in the palm, with no intention of trying to manifest anything.
"What is it?"
Wen Li, whose attention was also attracted, undoubtedly observed very carefully. After finding nothing, he asked doubtfully.
"Just kidding, don't mind."
Fu Qian smiled slightly, as if these words were spoken to her, but also to someone overlooking from an infinite height.
Since you are interested in becoming a senior partner, the communication atmosphere should naturally be more lively and relaxed.
And it seemed that this intention was successfully received, and the waves in the dream calmed down quickly.
As the saying goes, the principle of propriety lies in one mind.
Naturally, I was quite satisfied with this before I paid.
The reason why Arakir tolerated the joke and didn't directly flip the table was very simple - Wenli was much more valuable than Lit.
The value of the possibility of polluting her and trying to serve as a bridge to the advent made Alakir unwilling to give up easily.
And this is why I immediately confirmed with Miss Wen that she was dreaming.
Although it will intensify the impact, if you can stabilize it and have this layer of cognitive resistance, such as walking in your own country, it will become more difficult to be polluted.
As for what happens if you can’t stabilize your dream and wake up?