Somatosensory sensations in reality are reflected in dreams, but what about thoughts in dreams?

I fired 14 shots, and each shot hit the target right between the eyebrows. It seems that it was not my luck, but my subjective consciousness that interfered with the dream.

Dreams are different from illusions. Except for the owner who created it, no one can change the illusion, but dreams can, because dreams originate from everyone's subconscious mind.

When Yan Zheng fired, he always wanted to kill the enemy, so he always hit the mark.

In the first dream, my chaotic thinking was controlled by others. That dream should not belong to me, but why could Lao Liu stay awake in other people's dreams?

Leaving aside the variable of Lao Liu, the first dream may be the dream of the restaurant owner. Once a person's consciousness reaches a certain level, he can control his own dreams and make all his wishes come true, and he can truly make his dreams come true.

The hotel owner should be the one who woke up in the dream, but why would he want to harm me?

Lao Liu's death was not for nothing, at least Lao Liu made the hotel owner's dream collapse, so the second dream should be my dream!

The scene of the canyon I saw on the bridge was not an illusion. It was probably the hotel owner who parasitized his dream in my dream.

Therefore, everything I saw in the second dream was familiar to me. There is a folk saying that dreams are the opposite of reality.

This statement is not groundless. In reality, I must have suffered from severe cold, so my dreams appear in a tropical environment.

Because I long for warmth, the problem is that my dreams can only be changed by my subconscious mind, but the other party can change my dreams at will.

Who is the other party?

Just when Yan Zheng was thinking deeply about solving the mystery of the dream, someone pushed the door in from the outside.

Yan Zheng's relieved heart lifted up in his throat again, knowing that he was dreaming was one thing, and the instinctive tension in his body was another. Yan Zheng's body under the bed was as tense as Gong Xuan's.

After the other party looked around the room, he was ready to leave.

Yan Zheng's heart was in his throat as he watched the other party prepare to open the door, when the other party suddenly bent down while holding the handle!

A huge face appeared in Yan Zheng's sight, with smiling eyes that frightened Yan Zheng and almost dropped the gun in his hand to the ground!

The sudden face made Yan Zheng's mind go blank. His body was stretched like a statue due to excessive fright and nervousness, and the blood on his face instantly flooded into his brain due to fright, making his face frighteningly white.

The other party just looked at Yan Zheng with a mischievous smile, as if he was joking with a friend.

The familiar face with no hatred in his eyes made Yan Zheng's tense body soften. Yan Zheng collapsed on the ground, took a deep breath to calm his inner emotions, and then got out from under the bed. The person who bent over followed Yan Zheng.

Zheng got out and stood up straight.

Yan Zheng stepped forward, punched the opponent in the chest and cursed with a smile: "Fat Cao, you scared me to death. Have you seen the group of monsters outside? Are they chasing you?"

Fatty Cao's face changed slightly and he said nervously: "I didn't meet anyone when I came to play with you!"

Yan Zheng's heart twitched because of Fatty Cao's words. Could it be that Fatty Cao is the original resident in my dream and has not been controlled by the other party? He came from other places in my dream. This room is also connected to my other dreams.

Could it be about my dream in junior high school? Fatty Cao was Yan Zheng’s junior high school classmate. The two of them played better when they were in junior high school, and the other party often came to play with Yan Zheng.

Yan Zheng didn't have any doubts about Fatty Cao's words, because Fatty Cao was the first normal person he saw in his dream (relatively speaking)!

Fatty Cao's expression was naturally not stiff, which was completely different from that of Zhui Yanzheng's wax figure. Fatty Cao just looked like a living person.

Yan Zhengru patted his chest with relief and said to Fatty Cao: "You should go back first. I have some things to do today. I will play with you another day!"

As he spoke, Yan Zheng wanted to push Fatty Cao away. Yan Zheng didn't really want to push Fatty Cao away, but wanted to use Fatty Cao's hand to push the door open and see if there was another scene outside.

Although he was taking advantage of his childhood friend in his dream, Yan Zheng still had a trace of unnoticed guilt in his eyes.

Fatty Cao stood up and turned around and asked, "Are you playing a hide-and-seek game? Can you take me with you?"

Yan Zheng choked with sobs and didn't know how to explain to Fatty Cao. The footsteps chasing outside had stopped. Yan Zheng was now eager to confirm the situation outside the door and urged again anxiously: "You go back first, we will play hide and seek another day!

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Under Yan Zheng's stern scolding, Fatty Cao felt aggrieved and reluctantly put his hand on the doorknob again. The moment his hand was on the doorknob, a cunning and cruel smile appeared on Fatty Cao's face.

From an angle that Yan Zheng couldn't see, the sinister and terrifying smile on Fatty Cao's face was similar to Wang Xinlong's last smile, with the corners of his mouth raised and his mouth narrowed into a straight line.

Although Yan Zheng was not able to see Fatty Cao's entire expression, the corners of Fatty Cao's mouth were enough to make Yan Zheng suspicious now.

Yan Zheng stepped forward and held Fatty Cao's mouth, put the muzzle of the gun against Fatty Cao's vest, and pulled the trigger. There was a muffled sound, and a big hole opened in Fatty Cao's chest, and a bloody rose bloomed instantly on the door panel.

Red blood as thick as wax quickly condensed on the door panel. Fatty Cao's body became weak and weak, and he fell from Yan Zheng's arms to the ground like mud. His grown-up eyes were full of disbelief.

Yan Zheng looked at Fatty Cao's body and explained coldly: "You acted very similar, but you shouldn't have shown that proud smile at the end. You know, that smile was really annoying, so I remember it deeply. Every time

Every wax man I beat to death had that kind of smile, and then he got up from the ground and continued to chase me after a while. Whether you are true or false, I have a little suspicion, which is enough for me to shoot, and even more

Besides, this is in a dream, I don't feel any guilt for beating you to death."

After listening to Yan Zheng's story, Fatty Cao's face on the ground showed a weird smile again, and then his limp body became stiff, and the smile on his face gradually solidified.

My body was like an unsealed Terracotta Warriors, trying to get up from the ground.

Yan Zheng's pupils shrank suddenly and he ran out of the door.

Yan Zheng ran out the door and was so frightened by the scene outside that he almost peed his pants. The entire empty hall was filled with everyone Yan Zheng knew from elementary school to university.

All the students turned their backs to Yan Zheng, as if they were listening to the principal's speech during the opening of the school motto. The queue was neat and the scene was quiet.

As Yan Zheng opened the door, the silence was broken, and the classmates who had their backs to Yan Zheng all turned to look at Yan Zheng.

How would you react if a group of people with stiff expressions and eerie smiles looked at you?

Yan Zheng didn't know what other people's reactions were, but at least when he saw it, the blood in his body seemed to freeze.

Yan Zheng swallowed his saliva with difficulty and ran away. Yan Zheng's running was like a starting gun in a game. Following the order, the wax figures in the hall swarmed towards Yan Zheng.

Yan Zheng was followed as if by a group of zombies, which made people despair. Yan Zheng ran back to the corridor on the fifth floor. This corridor connected to the hall on the fifth floor. There were two extensions on both sides. The extended corridor was

In the school corridor of Yan Zheng's junior high school, there was a side window at the end of the corridor. That half-open side window became Yan Zheng's last hope of escape.

When Yan Zheng was about to run to the end of the corridor, the beggar ran out from the side stairs at the end and joined Yan Zheng.

As mentioned above, the corridor of Yanzheng School has three flights of stairs. The middle staircase is the main staircase and is divided into left and right sides.

There are two side stairs near the end of the window, next to the toilet, and the distance between the stairs and the side window is about ten meters.
Chapter completed!