Two hundred and seventeen. Waiting for you to dream
After that, the man began to look around for the exorcist, and at the same time used various self-harming methods to prevent himself from falling asleep. At this point, he showed Lu Li the cuts on his arms and the burns on his body, with ugly scabs crawling around like centipedes.
on the skin.
This is what he does to prevent himself from falling asleep.
The man found many exorcists in the past few days, but none of them failed to find supernatural traces on his body. It was not until today, three days later, that he found Lu Li.
This means the last time he slept was three days ago.
It also means that he will soon be unable to find anyone - Lu Li is not well-known in the exorcist circle.
The man's body was shaking and shaking. Partly because of the cold, and partly because of overwhelming sleepiness.
"They are right, there are no traces of weirdness on your body." Lu Li told the man. Neither he nor Anna found any malice in this poor man. He added: "But many weirdnesses are difficult to detect. I need to know
specific."
"What do you want to know?"
A flash of hope flashed in the eyes of the man standing on the edge of the cliff of despair.
Lu Li said: "If you can still recall the content of the dream."
"Of course...even though it has been a long time ago, I still remember some of the content, just like things in reality..." The man lowered his head again, showing his recollection.
"But I don't know how to describe it... These dreams have no logic. Some are fragments of people's lives, some are drifting on the sea, some are beyond my understanding, and some are just like reality. I am in normal life, as if
I suddenly took over someone else's body..."
The man told Lu Li that in his dreams he could clearly realize his existence and had the ability to think. Most dreams were just like normal people's dreams, bizarre and illogical. The only difference was that he knew it was a dream.
This kind of chaotic dream usually appears first, and the length of time it occupies is related to his entire dream. The longer the dream, the longer the chaotic dream. Until he sleeps for a while, the dream world becomes relatively stable.
For example, with the most basic logic.
However, the man told Lu Li that there would still be a lot of... confusions, or loopholes. For example, when playing a man, he would suddenly turn into a woman at a certain moment, for example, he would suddenly be unable to run, walk would be very difficult, and in dreams
Can be airborne briefly.
These relatively normal dreams will occasionally intrude into fragments of chaotic dreams, until near the end of the dream, they turn into chaotic dreams again, and then the man will wake up.
Chaotic dreams are like the singing parts of an opera.
Let’s put it in another way that is easier for Lu Li to understand: the opening, main film, advertisement, and ending of a TV series.
Lu Li asked: "Will you die in your dream?"
"Yes! No way..." The man shouted without thinking at first, and then hesitantly said: "I will die, but I can come back to life..."
"What happens after you come back to life?"
"Sometimes it will be a new dream, and sometimes it will continue."
"Wouldn't people in the dream find it strange?"
The man was stunned for a moment, and then revealed a fear that was completely different from the overwhelming despair: "Some will..."
Most of the time, the person in the dream will not notice anything strange, but there are also many times when he accidentally dies due to some kind of "loophole", such as suddenly realizing that he can fly hundreds of meters in the air and then losing control of his body.
When you fall to death and come back, the people around you will show fear and run away yelling.
And one that left a particularly profound memory for him.
He was a member of an adventure group. When the two of them went on an adventure together, a chaotic dream came to them. After a period of bizarre dreams, he returned to a normal dream, and his companion asked him where he had just been.
This weird thing will make the hair stand on end in front of a warm fireplace.
Lu Li fell into thinking.
It’s hard to tell whether this is a dream created by the man’s brain, or whether it really happened——
If he were on Earth, he could definitely tell that it was a psychological problem, but here...
"Did you notice anything strange or receive some kind of message in your dream?"
Lu Li asked. He paused slightly after finishing his words, and then added as if he had realized something: "Don't tell me the answer. If there is one, just nod your head and don't shake your head."
He should beware of the possibility that dreams could be infectious agents.
The man shook his head hesitantly.
"Are there any strange marks on your body?"
"In the dream, it's still——"
"Reality."
"No, I did all of this myself."
After thinking for a moment, Lu Li calmly told the man: "I didn't find any clues."
The despair on the man's face seemed real.
Lu Li suggested: "You have two options now: ask for help from the night watchman or investigators, or sleep here and let me observe."
"Night Watch... I know Night Watch, what are investigators? Can they treat me!"
"I don't know. If they can't do anything, there is only one way left that may be able to treat you." Lu Li took off the cap of his pen and looked up at the man: "I can tell you the addresses of the night watchman and the investigator."
Investigators don't mind civilians visiting and asking questions. For example, during the original investigator assessment, they took several civilians directly into the base. The reason why the investigators' base was hidden was just because they were afraid of trouble - they didn't have time to spend all day with those civilians.
"There is only one thing left...what is it...?" The man guessed something, but still asked.
"It's just what you think it is, death."
Sensing the man's hesitation, Lu Li continued: "Don't forget I said 'maybe'. No one knows whether eternal sleep represents endless dreams."
Not being able to escape after death is the most terrifying despair.
"If I sleep here...will you find the cause of the problem?" the man asked tremblingly, clenching his fists tightly in the damp sleeves sticking to his arms.
"I have no idea."
Lu Li wrote the address, pushed it on the table in front of the man, and looked up at him calmly.
The sound of the kitchen knife chopping vegetables came from the kitchen.
The man gritted his teeth and said, "You will treat me, right?"
"I will try to find a solution."
The man made some kind of determination: "I'm going to get treatment...here."
Perhaps the mystery of Lu Li and his unchanging calmness infected the man, and he planned to sleep here for a few hours and a few years.
"You can lie down on the sofa."
Lu Li stood up and said that he and the man came to the sofa.
The sound of chopping vegetables in the kitchen disappeared, and the man sitting on the sofa didn't notice that the blanket slipped silently and drifted into the bedroom.
This blanket belongs to her and Lu Li.
The man lay down on his back and looked at Lu Li in front of the sofa with no sense of security. But after a while, his eyelids gradually dropped and his breathing gradually became steady.
He fell asleep quickly.
It's like some existence is waiting for him to dream.
