Swamp Mother thought Lu Li was doing this on purpose.
"No, you saved me."
If the Swamp Mother had not come, he would have become a pile of manure.
After retreating from the shroud of mushrooms and mucus, Lu Li observed the strangeness of the usurped consciousness: "Its delirium affects me."
The weirdness that manipulates hallucinations has always been difficult to deal with, just like evil spirits with all kinds of strange rituals.
Bright, evil red and black spots are like warts all over the umbrella cover. You should be lucky that its mucus is not toxic, otherwise the mother of the swamp would not be able to save Lu Li in time.
"Delirium? I didn't notice the power from its strange body..."
Lu Li frowned and observed the mushroom again: "Can you get its memory... and sense its form of power?"
"If you need it, I can know its memory...its weak power will not make me lose it."
Of course the Swamp Mother knows the final outcome of the ghost girl she once saw.
That kind of thing would not happen to Him who is already a strange god.
"Leave it to you."
Lu Li thought of the Tuxedo Ghost again and asked about its whereabouts. Swamp Mother replied that she had taken it to the Agate Lake camp.
The atmosphere of obscurity gradually filled the air, and Lu Li stayed away from the boiling obscurity under the warning of the Swamp Mother.
The mushrooms strangely lost their color, slowly withered into mud that did not melt in the soil, and was swallowed up by the mother of the swamp without realizing it.
"A stone can give people sweet dreams, deep inside the house."
The Swamp Mother whispers again, pointing out that there is another murderer causing the delirium.
Because of the mother of swamps, Lu Li didn't need to make a multiple-choice question of "go or not". He only needed an oil lamp that could illuminate the surroundings to step into the dilapidated haunted house.
The familiar layout is still maintained here, unchanged and even quite intact. It seems that the survivors who originally searched subconsciously avoided this haunted house, just like sailing competitors avoiding the terms tsunami or sinking.
"Ghost House, why is the name and layout of this place so weird?"
Hundreds of years ago, the Swamp Mother wondered why the classroom was adjacent to the ward and why there was a dry well in the room.
"Haunted houses are a business. People in the old days would come to haunted houses for fun and excitement."
"Are you going to capture weirdos for fun?"
"It's humans pretending to be ghosts."
Lu Li's eyes swept across the things covered with thick dust, and the scene of the dust slowly fading appeared in front of his eyes.
Staff members with uneven pale makeup and white cloaks peeked out from behind the windows and made faces, but they didn't scare Lu Li.
He couldn't scare Anna next to him either.
"Why are they dressed up so strangely?" Anna curiously stared at the haunted house staff who scared the tourists.
"Their costumes are more in line with people's conception of ghosts than actual ghosts."
"Is a real ghost... like me?" Anna messed up her short hair, lowered her voice, and stared at Lu Li through her hair with clear eyes.
Lu Li's eyes fell on the face that was soft due to the disheveled hair: "You are a real ghost, but you don't fit in with people's concept of ghosts."
"I always feel like you are talking bad about me..."
"No."
"What 'no'?"
The lively scene has faded from color, large pieces of dirty cloth hang on the window frames, and dust covers everything in sight.
The gentle whisper continued to ring in my mind: "You are in a daze again..."
"Delirium has appeared again, do you feel it?"
"There is nothing here."
"How far is it?"
"Just ahead, deep here..."
Lu Li remained silent and followed the guidance of the Swamp Mother, passing through familiar and unfamiliar gloomy scenes.
"There it is...the stone that gives sweet dreams."
The Swamp Mother motioned to the office next to the exit of the haunted house. Then Lu Li thought that he could go directly in from the outside instead of walking through the haunted house all over again.
In an office covered with slime that has not yet dried up, a pure white stone not covered with slime lies quietly on the table.
The appearance of this strange stone is an irregular polyhedron, with a smooth cross-section as if it has been cut and polished, like a work of art or detached from something.
As he observed, Lu Li discovered that its color was not pure white. Unlike any color on the spectrum, its pure white was more like a "light", a "light color" that did not emit light, as if it did not belong here.
This world is a meteorite from the starry sky.
"I still can't feel its power...but my memory tells me that if I touch it, I will fall into a sweet dream."
Swamp Mother, like Lu Li, cannot feel any power from pure white stones.
"Only close and touching?" Lu Li realized something.
"Yes."
But Lu Li's previous two episodes of delirium occurred when he was still far away.
He stared at the pure white stone quietly, as if it was attracting Lu Li to find it.
In this dark world, don't believe in any unwarranted kindness.
However, the Swamp Mother can help Lu Li resist any hostility.
His power came and filled Lu Li's palm, touching the pure white stone on the table with him.
"what's on your mind?"
The illusory white palms waved in front of my eyes.
"It seems that you have been in a daze since you came in. What happened?"
Lu Li was slightly startled. The focus returned from the desktop to Anna's delicate face. Many memories were obscured by the fog and were no longer clear.
"nothing."
"Okay..." Anna tilted her head and stared at Lu Li suspiciously for a moment, then decided to let him go: "Where should we go next? The beach or the lake? I have wanted to see the Belfast coast and Agate Lake for a long time, as well as the seagulls there.
!”
"good."
"good."
Lu Li's answer and the whisper in his mind sounded at the same time, and then they woke each other up.
The palm has moved away from the pure white stone.
"I go back to when I was a princess...it actually affects me."
Lu Li and Swamp Mother each had brief sweet dreams.
"Bring it back. The Lord of Dreams who controls dreams may know something."
"Um."
Lu Li extinguished the oil lamp, opened the lampshade, and put the pure white stone into the lampshade. As long as he didn't touch it, it seemed that he wouldn't be forced into a sweet dream, even though Lu Li had been delirium twice before.
The discovery of the pure white stone caused the second Old Belfast Trial to be aborted. Carrying the oil lamp containing the pure white stone, the Swamp Mother protected Lu Li and returned to the Agate Lake camp.
The Eternal Dreamer has not yet woken up, so Lu Li and the true form and twisted figure of the Swamp Mother who followed him are waiting in the Vine Church.
Residents studied in the school building, and not many people were seen walking around the camp in the afternoon, after fifteen banyan trees guarded the front of the Agate Lake camp.
There were still two hours before evening, when the Ever Dreamers woke up and called Lu Li to enter the room with them.
"You have brought a fragment..." The Ever Dreamer looked at the light in the oil lamp.
"Do you know it?" Lu Li said.
"Well... I can't tell you what it is, but it can help you as a dreamer. And the dilemma you are encountering... Lu Li, maybe you need a psychiatrist."