In the room, Liang Yuntian was obviously shocked by Fu Qian's actions.
I've seen people hurt themselves, but I've never seen anyone so cruel.
But in his disbelieving eyes, Fu Qian smiled.
In his perception, the terrifying pain only lasted for a moment and disappeared the next moment.
Instead, there was an indescribable sense of relief.
Before paying, make sure this is not the feeling of death.
The next moment, the scene in front of me suddenly shrank, everything quickly retreated, and finally disappeared at one point.
"You're here~"
A melodious sigh sounded, so close that it seemed to be right in my ears.
"You shouldn't be so resistant."
…
When his vision recovered, Fu Qian found himself in a long corridor with a tall figure in front of him.
On the wall behind the figure is a reddish-brown door, covered with mysterious patterns from top to bottom.
At this moment, the door has been opened, and there is almost substantial darkness inside, and nothing can be seen.
The tall figure was slowly turning around, and it was obviously the person who had just spoken.
In fact, whether this person can be defined as a human being is still open to question.
First of all, he has a human head, a typical middle-aged appearance, and even looks quite handsome.
However, underneath the head, the body has nothing to do with humans at all.
Sharp limbs, gray carapace, and vellus hair all over the body.
The swollen belly dragged all the way to the ground, and the long wings on its back were glowing with colorful oil paint.
At first glance, it almost looks like a giant flea.
"This is not the place you should come."
I looked over before seeing him, and this man spoke again.
"Oh why?"
To be honest, it feels inexplicably weird for a flea with a human head talking like this.
However, Fu Qian was already well-informed, so he didn't care about this small mental pollution, so he immediately responded with a straight-faced question.
"This is the prison of the soul, a place where nightmares linger, and twisted dreams are coupled here. It is an extremely dangerous place for any existence."
"I see."
Seeing this man's serious face, he nodded solemnly before paying.
"Don't you know your surname?"
"I have spent too long here, and the name has no meaning to me. If I just want a code name...
You can call me the Eclipse, or the Lobbyist, in fact I prefer the latter."
"Good lobbyist, can you tell me what those previous ones are?"
"It's just a help. As a wandering ghost, I just use my own abilities to help you get out of here."
"No one has been here for a long time. You can't imagine how surprised I was to find an intruder, so I offered a little help."
"The way you help is to blind my perception and then graft the other five senses to mislead me?"
That's right, this is the problem I realized at the last moment before paying.
He had always been unable to figure out why he was different from others in that his consciousness was in the pest instead of the host.
Obviously the degree of fusion is not high, and the simple differences in varieties are really unconvincing.
"Your sensitivity is beyond my expectation."
After Fu Qian finished speaking, the lobbyist's tone fluctuated for the first time.
"How did you find out?"
"Guess."
Very honest answer before payment.
Yes, he did guess.
Because of his feelings at the beginning of the mission, he had considered himself a pest for a long time without any suspicion.
But at the end of his conversation with Liang Yuntian, he suddenly had a strange idea.
At that time, Liang Yuntian was convinced that he was the chosen one.
He has a physique that is different from ordinary people, staying awake amidst the strangeness, and even the desire to devour. He firmly believes that these things come from himself and are not influenced and dominated by other things.
Such an idea is undoubtedly stupid in the eyes of one who knows the truth.
But think about it from another angle, because of the way I felt at the beginning and the ever-present sense of disharmony in my body, I concluded that I was a parasite. Is it possible that I was also fooled?
Is it possible that the feeling is not your own, but is just transmitted and replaced your own perception, so that you are convinced of it?
As soon as this idea sprouted, it quickly took root in my mind and couldn't go away.
So at the last moment of integration, Fu Qian stopped the car and decided to take a chance to try and make a mistake.
His initial thought was that the pest might be using this method to mislead him, so that he could accept it without reservation and not reject its manipulation.
So the first action before paying was to pull "it" out, hoping to see if anything special happened.
Facts have proved that it is indeed true, and it is even more exaggerated than imagined.
I actually arrived in a completely unfamiliar place and encountered a giant human-faced insect.
Guess...
Fu Qian's answer made the lobbyist in front of him fall into silence for a moment.
"I'm here anyway. Can you explain in detail about your help?"
Fu Qian pointed to the room behind the lobbyist.
"What does this mean?"
He had just observed that from here to the corner of the corridor, there were a total of five rooms within his field of vision, and each door had a different color and pattern.
"This is the Nightmare Corridor."
Faced with the immediate questions, the lobbyist finally spoke.
"You don't need to know its origin, you just need to understand that it is very dangerous."
"As for these rooms... they are the passage out of here."
"There are only five doors I see, and they are all passages?"
Fu Qian frowned and looked at him.
"Is your prison too open in all directions?"
"The two are not contradictory."
"Behind every door is a collection of special nightmares, and there is indeed a way out of here."
"As long as you get inside and meet certain conditions, you can find a way out of here."
"But since they are called nightmares, it is because they are far more twisted and dangerous than imagined, and they are not so easy to pass."
"And there's a reason why I'm called the Eclipse..."
The lobbyist stretched out a sharp front paw and pressed it against the wall next to him.
The next moment, centered on the point where he touched the wall, the flat wall suddenly became chaotic, with constant bulges and depressions, like a moving mosaic.
"This is Divine Eclipse. In principle, I can distort everything."
"You were in this room just now, and what I did was very simple. I used this ability to give you a blessing, which increased your possibility of finding a way."
"As for the specific manifestation of divine eclipse in nightmares, this is beyond my control."
"If you feel unhappy about this, I can also apologize."
"But what I have to say is that your behavior was too reckless and complicated the matter."
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