After filling up the magic circle again, Jiang Han tried the dream pacifier and fell asleep.
She has gradually developed this kind of resistance against the sleepiness of dreams, and she feels the softness with clear will, allowing herself to fall into dreams.
As soon as the dream emerged, Jiang Han found that he suddenly appeared in a curtain of rain.
It was cold, filled with mist, and the crackling rain hit Jiang Han, causing her to sneeze twice in a row and her body shivered.
She is no longer a siren now, but a succubus. She is afraid of rain and cold.
"No wonder so many succubus sisters like to say 'warm me'... Hey, I also want to find someone to warm me now." She shook her head, casually cut off a large banana leaf with her succubus tail, and lifted it up
Get up and cover your head.
After a moment of obstruction, she paid attention to the unusual weather.
This downpour is really terrible. The terrain in the mountains and the exposed high-temperature stone slabs around the hamster hole are not only the overwhelming downpour, but also the drenching wind in the rain, and the terrifying water mist.
It was so diffuse that the mountains and fields seemed to be covered in a vast expanse of white, with only the sound of rumbling rain sliding down the slope into the river.
Her lips turned white from the cold, and she quickly closed her eyes, slightly improving her dream state.
I put on a blue and gold raincoat, and also put on a warm jumpsuit and sweater underneath. I also wore an extra pair of pantyhose under the jumpsuit, and put on boots to protect the temperature. Finally
I also wrapped a towel under my raincoat.
The whole person is dressed like a Siberian hamster.
This finally brought a touch of warmth, and Jiang Han rubbed his hands:
"Hoo, ho...it's so cold, so cold. How did this dream become so real?"
As her authenticity improved, she found that her creative ability had also disappeared in this world, and she soon began to think about quitting.
Death in a dream will not cause any problems, but it will temporarily destroy one of the witch's thinking lines. For witches who want to run their thinking lines at full capacity every day, this is a price that is difficult to bear.
But Jiang Han is still relatively brave. On the one hand, the company gave her too much money, and on the other hand, she now has seven thinking lines. Even if one of her thinking lines cannot be used for a few months, it doesn't matter. It can't be squandered!
I casually made some furry bearskin earmuffs to protect my ears.
This bear skin comes from the bear skin feel of Jiang Han's ice bear. Although he feels a little sorry for his own bear, when Jiang Han thought about the best fur for keeping warm, he immediately thought of the fat ice bear, and then the bear
The leather earmuffs are directly imagined.
"I should be considered a user of cloud earmuffs... There are indeed a lot of fakes in the dream." She muttered, stood on tiptoes, and her consciousness floated to the sky. Her field of vision suddenly increased, and she finally saw the hamster hole clearly.
the orientation.
Then she used her imagination to fix the attribute of not falling down, and walked quickly through the forest and across the muddy mountain road in the pouring rain.
After only a short while, she could smell the strong fragrance of tea permeating the rain, as if it was raining tea from the sky.
"Sniff...sniff, huha, it's still Pu'er!" Jiang Han's nose twitched.
As she walked further into the fog, she saw the hamster hole.
There is a lantern hanging outside this cozy hut, and it feels like steaming tea is brewing inside.
Jiang Han hesitated for a moment, thought about it, and pointed his little paw towards the door:
Boom! Boom! Boom!
"Is anyone home?"
squeak
The door opened slowly, and Miss Vera looked at her helplessly.
The mood to question him seriously was gone all of a sudden... Vera sighed.
It's really strange that I actually have a good impression of these crazy witches who killed the rebels crazily, and I don't have much anger... She fell into an eerie silence again.
Seeing that Vera fell silent, Jiang Han pinched his face, shook it from left to right, and put his hands by his side:
"Won't you invite me in?"
"Oh, please come in." Vera stepped aside and said.
Quite sensible... Jiang Han slipped into the hamster hole with satisfaction. He glanced around for a week after entering the door. He sat down at the dining table skillfully and picked up the knife and fork to eat the cured ham hanging above the table.
Cut off a few pieces of meat and stuff it into your mouth.
This little bourgeois girl! Even the cured ham is high-end!
...Jiang Han thought happily that in Vera's dream, she had tasted at least a hundred different kinds of delicious food, which made one wonder how an ordinary village girl could have so much knowledge about food.
"What's your status among the crazy witches?" Jiang Han's gluttonous performance made Vera helplessly ask.
Miss Saint sat opposite, grabbed a piece of ham, and ate it slowly.
"My status? Or my strength?" Jiang Han said vaguely.
From the current point of view, the saint has initially transformed into a witch, and revealing the fact that she is a witch is also within the scope of choice.
She emphasized:
"But we are not called [Crazy Witches], we should be called [Witches]."
The language of Testenango tends to be English, so the pronunciation of witch and witch is basically the same, which makes Vera a little confused.
Jiang Han had no choice but to say these two words separately in the language of the witch world.
"It's a witch. This word is a bit difficult to pronounce...but I remember it."
Vera nodded solemnly, tapped the table with her hand, and tapped her knuckles lightly:
"I seem to have undergone some changes..."
The boss has changed, she is no longer a siren, and she has eternal eyes... Jiang Han wants to roll her eyes.
She looked over and let out a sigh.
"Your eyes... hmm?" Jiang Han gestured to his eyes with both hands and pointed to Vera's right eye.
It was the first time I saw such beautiful starry black eyes, which seemed to be able to suck people in. They had a rare, cold beauty.
Filled with overflowing magic.
Jiang Han averted his eyes, afraid that if he looked at her again, he would become possessive.
"It just changed today. I don't know why... I was gradually changed after being attacked by you crazy... witches. Does this have anything to do with you?"
"There shouldn't be...but it's possible." Jiang Han said a contradictory statement.
Witches are a somewhat weird race to begin with. Many things are related to them, but ordinary witches cannot see that many magical events in other worlds are caused by witches.
For example, in a world similar to the witch world, a daily world with low magic power, there are also witches.
Created various vampires, ghosts, or wonderful legends of castles in the sky.
Therefore, when the witch explores another world, it is not surprising to find traces of her predecessor's arrival. On the contrary, it is a very normal thing.
Even among the witch race who likes to stay in the solar system, there are occasionally energetic adventurers.
So Jiang Han couldn't be sure whether Vera's eye came from the influence of a witch.
But in short, let’s use Angelette’s Law to deal with it!
"As long as there are strange things happening in the world where we appear, we can just assume that there is a witch with such evil taste."
