"It sounds like dream stealers can do whatever they want in dreams? And they can affect reality through dreams."
Mu Fan's face was as pale as water and he muttered:
"Moreover, dreams are difficult to defend against, and the influence of the subconscious mind is omnipresent."
He Xiaopang nodded when he heard this:
"Dream stealers are indeed hard to guard against, but they are not as powerful as imagined."
"First of all, dream stealers are very fragile in reality, no different from ordinary people!"
"Secondly, the spiritual realm studied by dream stealers is very ethereal, so it is very difficult to level up. Whether high-level dream stealers exist is still a question."
"Thirdly, the subconscious mind is in the deepest part of the dream and is defended by the body's will. It is difficult for ordinary dream stealers to invade other people's subconscious minds and plant hints."
Mu Fan: "When will the Dream Thief arrive?"
"Just tonight."
He Xiaopang replied.
After dinner, Xia Yuqing caught up on her sleep at the hotel.
Mu Fan and He Xiaopang drove to the Moon Palace.
The night is getting darker, the street lights are dim, and the Moon Palace hidden among the green trees looks quiet and peaceful.
Black Mountain, Chihuo and the mysterious dream thief have all had dinner at the Moon Palace.
Huang Tianba had already arranged them in a guest room and asked the servants to move all the lavender from the garden into the room.
"Thank you, dear Miss Huang Tianba!"
The dream stealer's voice was hoarse, and he bowed and saluted: "The natural fragrance of lavender is more conducive to a deep sleep."
He raised his head, revealing his deep lead-grey eyes, which gave people the illusion of being sucked in.
There is a crystal coffee table next to the dream thief. There is a green copper candlestick on the table, but there is no candle in the candlestick.
Mu Fan sat on the sofa in the corner and looked at this mysterious dream thief carefully.
He was stooped, and the gray robe on his body was slightly old. His gray-white curly hair and weathered face were all wrapped in a cloak. He looked very old, but he had a pair of young eyes.
"Brother Fan, have you seen it?"
He Xiaopang touched Mu Fan with his elbow and whispered:
"Due to staying up day and night all year round and immersed in other people's dreams, Dream Stealer Conn's mental wear and tear is very serious, and he has already aged prematurely!"
"You would never guess that he is actually only thirty-six years old this year."
When Mu Fan heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched, God is dying prematurely!
Tieshan and Chihuo were sitting on the sofa on the other side, drinking black tea, saying nothing, and seemed to be vaguely anxious and uneasy.
At this moment, a maid in black walked in and presented a package to Huang Tianba:
"Captain, the lights in Mr. Jim Kelly's apartment have been turned off."
Jim Carrey is one of the three steel tycoons!
The three steel factories under his name account for half of the market share in Yongle District every year, and the remaining goods are sold to other places.
Huang Tianba turned to Conn and said: "Mr. Conn, it's almost time, let's get started."
"Okay, Miss Huang Tianba."
Conn's deep voice has a hypnotic effect:
"Are you ready with what I need?"
Upon hearing this, Huang Tianba took out an engraved gold pocket watch and a lock of black hair from the package, and placed them on the crystal coffee table:
"This is Mr. Kinkelly's hair and the pocket watch he carried with him. The servant took it out while he was sleeping."
Mu Fan and He Xiaopang were both shocked when they heard this and looked at each other.
Huang Tianba really has great powers!
He was able to steal steel tycoon Jim Carrey's personal belongings and cut off his hair!
"Please wait a moment, Mr. Conn."
Mu Fan stood up and walked to the dream thief.
Dream Stealer Conn raised his head, his deep lead-gray eyes dazzling:
"Mr. Mu Fan, do you have any advice?"
"I have a heartfelt request."
Mu Fan said sheepishly: "If you don't mind, can you take me to sleep with you?"
Kang En took a deep look at Mu Fan when he heard this, but seemed to look through him into the distance:
"I can share my dream with you, and during this time, you can be an audience."
"Just a spectator, do you understand what I mean?"
"certainly."
Mu Fan responded: "Just watching, not intervening in any events!"
"Please begin."
If you want to understand how dream stealers cast spells on other people's spiritual realms, there's no better way than to experience it yourself.
"Click"
The chandelier in the room was extinguished, and suddenly the room became dark.
The crimson moonlight outside the window poured in, faintly outlining the vague outline of the furniture, secretive and dull.
There was silence all around, the fragrance of lavender floated, and everyone's eyes turned to Conn in the center.
Dream Stealer Conn successively took out all the auxiliary items from the secret pocket on his waist, threw them into the candlestick in order, and began to sing in a low and hoarse voice:
"The seven-night flower that blooms at night relaxes the tired spirit..."
"Rough elk antlers prolong beautiful dreams..."
"The bone marrow of the white otter, breathe steadily..."
"Sperm whale oil wick guides the dream soul back..."
The hoarse voice and special rhythm flow slowly, with a long aftertaste that makes people drowsy.
Then, Dream Stealer Conn picked up Jim Kelly's hair and scattered it evenly inside the candlestick.
"The beginning of dreams, the source of trouble, the hair that carries joy and sorrow..."
"You will guide me to your master..."
He chanted and struck a black-headed match, and the silver flame suddenly became the only source of light in the darkness.
Mu Fan's pupils reflected silver flames, and he felt that all the thoughts in his mind were fading away!
What replaced it was a long-lost tranquility and peace that made him want to immerse himself in it.
At the same time, the heavy eyelids gradually dropped...
Then, misty blue smoke drifted out from the candlestick and rose upwards.
At this moment, Dream Stealer Conn had already wrapped Mr. Kinkelly's pocket watch chain around his wrist and hung the open dial directly above the candlestick.
The misty blue smoke surrounds the gold pocket watch, like smart vines winding up!
Suddenly, the hands of the watch started spinning very fast, round and round, like a spinning wheel of fortune, never getting tired.
The blue smoke spread further and enveloped Dream Stealer Conn.
Kang En, who was sitting cross-legged like a dark statue, made a strange gesture with his fingers and pointed at Mu Fan beside him.
The smart blue smoke jumped over Kang En's fingertips and wrapped around Mu Fan's body, like threads, like a dream.
Mu Fan felt like he was wandering in the warm sea water, and the regular sound of waves washing on the beach could be heard in his ears:
"Wow~~"
"Wow~~"
Immediately, Mu Fan's consciousness gradually blurred, and he felt that his body was sinking into the bottom of the sea!
The spirit body floated high into the sky, and colorful spots of light flashed before his eyes, and then completely fell into darkness.
silence.
Silence without a sound of wind.
Suddenly, an ethereal and ethereal voice came, as if it came from the mind and surrounded the ears:
"Open your eyes, Mr. Mu Fan."
Mu Fan slowly opened his eyes, surrounded by light blue smoke.
The dream stealer in gray robes was standing beside him, with an inexplicable smile on his lips.