"What's the noise!"

A curse suddenly came from the distant horizon.

When his head hurts, Fang Yuhao feels that his temple is hit and his mind is slowly awake.

He suddenly realized that the extinguished candle magically restored its light, and Old Man Li was looking at them with a puzzled look on his face.

And the two of them climbed onto the table without knowing it!

The cold corpse that had just been touched turned into a statue on the table...

Fang Yuhao shivered.

This was his second time to be hit by this mysterious illusion, even if he had already raised one thousand times of caution.

He felt that he was awake, but in fact he had already fallen into trouble without realizing it.

"Oh shit……"

He didn't know why his title of "Sober I" was useless at all.

"Things given for free are always so unreliable."

Shi Dapeng also woke up slowly, his skin trembled a few times, and the scalded scar on his arm was still there.

"Uncle Li, why are you okay?" Fang Yuhao asked after a while.

"Because I'm sleeping... I'm the king of my own dream. Who dares to come in and commit rashness?" Uncle Li yawned and said with a sleepy look: "The skill of controlling dreams is a powerful protection. Otherwise, if you can't sleep well, the gods will be finished."

"I saw you two wandering in a confused look on their faces, and they wanted to open the door and walk out several times. But in the end they all held back."

"If you walk out the door, hehe... it was Mr. Chenghuang who saved you."

Thinking back to the scene just now, Shi Dapeng's face turned blue and white, and he had not recovered from that kind of fear.

This kind of thing is too weird, the heart is not big, and it is really a bit unbearable.

The atmosphere gradually became immersed.

After a while, Old Man Li suddenly said, "It seems that even the City God can't cover us anymore. This world is almost the world of demons and monsters..."

“I have encountered several small and medium-sized worlds like this, called the corruption place by the locals.”

"Here, the ideology of life has undergone a fundamental change in meaning, which is different from the one in our world."

"It's not good, it's not good. If we see living people tomorrow, we have to be more cautious. If we can, we should avoid it. It's better not to contact them. People in this world will definitely not be easy to get along with..."

The atmosphere was very silent. Fang Yuhao didn't know what to say and couldn't think of a good idea.

The outside turned into a strange world where demons danced around. Even the righteous city god here seemed to be unable to protect them. This was simply hell difficulty!

I don’t know what happened to Captain Zhao and others, and whether there is a possibility of survival.

"Uncle Li!" Shi Dapeng glared at his eyes and showed a sense of horror.

A big black hand, like a shadow, slowly reached in from the gap above the Chenghuang Temple...

This time it's true, not an illusion!

"You go and block it!" Mr. Li kicked him forward.

Unexpectedly, the coward reacted very quickly and she was shocked to the back.

"Young man, what are you afraid of? I missed me when I was young... I was not as cowardly as you." Uncle Li kept sighing.

As he said, he grabbed the candle with both hands!

A thick shadow suddenly appeared on the wall, which was the shadow of Mr. Li under the candlelight.

Immediately afterwards, the shadow grabbed the black big hand quickly.

An incredible scene appeared, and this big black hand was actually captured by Mr. Li's shadow!

It struggled wildly, like a living loach!

A strange throbbing of the soul was born in Fang Yuhao's heart, as if it was the crazy scream of the black big hand, which made his head faint slightly.

"Buzz" and a sharp look appeared on Mr. Li's face and blue veins burst on his forehead.

The monster disappeared, as if it was crushed by a shadow.

After doing all this, he seemed a little tired and said, "Young man, take it easy. If you are surprised for a long time, your will will be greatly reduced and you will easily have hallucinations. This kind of shadow monster is very common, and it is found in many worlds, but as long as there is light, it will not do anything to you."

“It will keep trying to cut off the light…”

"But if you lose the light and you are still awake, you have to fight against it..."

So that's it.

Is the light in the hallucination considered light?

Looking at the candle flames that were flickering, Fang Yuhao couldn't help getting closer, as if only in this way could he gain more sense of security.

The three of them sat there for a while.

Various strange hallucinations continued one after another, Fang Yuhao gasped heavily, and could no longer tell whether it was reality or illusion.

At this moment, Uncle Li seemed to remember something, shook his head and said, "It won't work if this continues. We have become the main target of attack. Have you brought gold?"

"Yes, yes, a golden ingot! It weighs half a pound!" Shi Dapeng was sweating profusely by various hallucinations and said hurriedly. This thing was the spoil brought from the tomb world, only half an egg in size, not big.

"Shi Dapeng, you scrape some gold powder and sprinkle it on the surface of the City God statue to add some fairy spirit."

"Fang Yuhao, you keep this candle. If something approaches, you know how to do it?"

"I know." Fang Yuhao nodded quickly. Since this thing is afraid of light, there is nothing to be afraid of.

After saying this, Old Man Li continued to snore. According to his words, as long as the door is not opened, there will be no major issues, at most a little mental attack...

"You can scrape the gold powder quickly."

Shi Dapeng swallowed, hesitated for a moment, took out a dagger, and really started to scrape the golden ingots.

Fang Yuhao was on guard carefully.

He secretly watched Shi Dapeng's work.

I saw the other party scraping off the powder-like thing from the ingot and sprinkling it directly on the statue, without too many unnecessary steps.

But this action seems to bring an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.

After careful examination, there were cracking marks on the statue, which were very obvious, as if the whole body was about to break.

"Shi Dapeng, what does it mean to construct a dream?" he suddenly said.

Shi Dapeng shivered and almost fell down from above: "Fuck, you're scared to death... Can you whisper?"

Fang Yuhao grinned.

"When a person is asleep, the power of the subconscious is far greater than that of the manifestation. The subconscious... You know, it is equivalent to your overall cognition, almost equivalent to a program, and it is difficult to be affected by the objective environment. The subconscious is much stronger than the manifestation."
Chapter completed!