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During this process, with the help of the thin moonlight shining through the window, he saw Shang Jianyao, who was on duty at night, looking at him.

"Woke up?" Shang Jianyao asked with a smile.

Long Yuehong was startled, and blurted out:

"Did you have that nightmare too?"

As soon as the words fell, Long Yuehong realized something was wrong:

Hey, this guy is obviously still on duty at night, so he didn't sleep at all, how could he be dreaming?

Sure enough, as he expected, Shang Jianyao laughed:

"What nightmare did you have?"

The conversation between the two attracted the attention of another night watcher, Bai Chen, and even Jiang Baimian, who was sleeping, slowly woke up.

In the entire room, only "Garibaldi" Giuseppe, who had exhausted his energy fighting his addiction, was still soundly asleep.

Long Yuehong considered for a while and said:

"I dreamed of the chief who died and died.

"I dreamed that when his body was carried into the incineration tower, he showed a hideous expression, and then screamed."

After the brief description, Long Yuehong looked at Jiang Baimian:

"Team leader, have you had similar nightmares?"

Jiang Baimian shook his head:

"I slept very well."

While Long Yuehong breathed a sigh of relief, she began to analyze herself with a little disappointment:

"Maybe the scene of the chief committing suicide by jumping off the building was so shocking that I was so impressed that I combined it with the death ceremony to scare myself."

"Now it seems that this may not be the case." Shang Jianyao raised his hand and touched his chin, "Since you said so, then it is probably not the reason."

"Hello." Long Yuehong was a little helpless to stop this guy from talking nonsense.

Jiang Baimian yawned, picked up the water bag, took a sip and said:

"Go to sleep, anyway, the chief is turned into ashes, uh, the relic is dead, even if there is any problem, there is no problem."

"Ghosts exist in this world..." Shang Jianyao said lightly, suppressing his voice.

Long Yuehong was about to refute, but Shang Jianyao already gave an example:

"DiMarco."

Jiang Baimian and others were at a loss for words.

After DiMarco was physically destroyed by the "Old Tune Group", he did exist as a "ghost ghost" for a while.

He is an awakened person in the field of "Bodhi", and so is the chief, otherwise he would not have mastered "Sky Eye".

That is to say, the chief conscious body has a high probability of being able to survive outside the body for a period of time.

In the popular sense, this is "ghost".

After several seconds, Jiang Baimian exhaled and said:

"DiMarco wouldn't survive long without a physical body.

"The chief died last night, uh, into the new world."

"He must be better than DiMarco." Shang Jianyao retorted.

"But such a big qualitative change is impossible, unless he can still move on the dusty soil after entering the 'new world'." Jiang Baimian turned his body sideways, looked at the night outside the window, "sleep, sleep, big What kind of ghosts are you talking about in the middle of the night?"

Shang Jianyao stopped continuing this topic and said instead:

"I'm thinking..."

"Don't even think about it." Jiang Baimian responded with disgust.

However, her attitude is not too tough, and there are a lot of jokes in it.

"I was wondering if Master Zenaga needs to sleep..." Shang Jianyao seemed to be facing an eternal problem.

The translation of his question is, how much do the awakened people at the level of the "spiritual corridor" need to sleep.

Bai Chen near the door immediately replied:

"Should be, at least DiMarco will."

If not, the "Old Tune Group" would have never had a chance of destroying DiMarco's body.

Shang Jianyao followed this sentence and said:

"Then Master Channaga, is he sleeping now?

"I don't think he looks like the kind of person whose day and night are reversed."

Uh... If Master Zenaga is sleeping right now, there is no way to monitor us with "his-mind" and prevent us from escaping?Hearing Shang Jianyao's question, Long Yuehong flashed through some thoughts in an instant.

The same goes for Jiang Baimian and Bai Chen.

This is what Shang Jianyao wanted to express.

"Zen Master, have you slept yet?" Shang Jianyao asked the air in front of him.

No one answered him.

Seeing this, Bai Chen thought about it and said:

"You want to propose running away now?"

"Master Channaga didn't look at us, it doesn't mean that there are no other monks watching." Jiang Baimian shook his head, "This is the headquarters of the 'Crystal Consciousness Cult', and there are strong people like clouds."

"Yes, yes." Long Yuehong deeply agreed.

If it weren't for the series of weird events and wonderful coincidences that have happened from last night to now, he thinks it is the best choice to stay in Sikaluo Temple honestly.

Anyway, the plan of the "Old Tune Group" is to wait for the initial city turmoil, so where should we wait?

And within ten days, there will be turmoil in the original city, and the "Crystal Consciousness Cult" should be left alone.

"How will you know if you don't try?" Shang Jianyao encouraged his companion.

"Try it and die?" Jiang Baimian reflexively used a sentence he learned from entertainment materials in the old world.

She went on to say:

"Moreover, Master Zenaga is good at 'prophecy', maybe there is a prophecy that we will not be able to escape here tonight, so I went to sleep with confidence."

"There are always errors and ambiguities in things like 'prophecy'." Shang Jianyao cited an example relying on his rich reserves of old world entertainment materials, "Perhaps, the real meaning of 'prophecy' is that we will not escape from the door, But we can open the window and climb down layer by layer."

"It's a little dangerous." Long Yuehong said truthfully.

He was referring mainly to himself.

Shang saw that Yao's genetic improvement effect is good, and his balance ability is extremely strong, not much worse than that of apes. When he was in the red stone collection, he was able to walk on the collapsed buildings as if walking on the ground.

And Channagar was very sincere about taking care of the "Old Tune Group", but they were still not allowed to bring military exoskeleton devices into the room, and they were only allowed to hold light weapons.

"It's also possible that Master Zenaga was not asleep at all, and has been staring at us secretly, trying to grasp our escape plan and find out what ability we have to hide." Jiang Baimian urged angrily, "Go to sleep, go to sleep."

"He Xintong" is not omnipotent. If the members of the "Old Tune Group" haven't thought about a certain ability, Zennagar will not know it.

Seeing that the team leader was as immobile as a mountain, Shang Jianyao let out an "ah" in disappointment.

Long Yuehong had already calmed down the bad mood caused by the good nightmare, lay down again, pulled up the quilt, and prepared to continue to sleep.

At this moment, there was a "dong" sound from the door of their room.

It seemed that someone was knocking on the door outside.

"Boom!"

There was another knock on the door, and Jiang Baimian, who had not yet laid down, became extremely solemn.

Shang Jianyao turned and looked at the wooden door, and said gloomyly:

"A ghost is coming..."

Bai Chen originally wanted to open the door to see who was looking for her and others in the middle of the night, but after a glance, she noticed the unusual reactions of Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao.

"What the hell..." Long Yuehong muttered and sat up.

At this time, Jiang Baimian asked Shang Jianyao in a deep voice:

"Is there no one?"

No one... Long Yuehong's expression froze instantly.

"There is no human consciousness outside." Shang Jianyao no longer used the tone of telling ghost stories, but answered seriously—with the "interaction" of knocking on the door, even an awakened person who can hide his own consciousness can no longer hide his consciousness. Hid his feelings.

This made Long Yuehong and Bai Chen even more fearful and tense.

From Jiang Baimian's reaction and the question he asked, they could see that the team leader also thought that there was no one outside!

The next second, there was another "boom".

"Open the door and have a look." Jiang Baimian pulled out the "Ice Moss" pistol with his backhand.

Seeing that Yao had wanted to do this for a long time, Shang suddenly reached out and opened the door.

The corridor outside is dark and clean, and there is only one street lamp at a distance, and the hot wind at night passes through without hindrance.

Nobody really exists.

Long Yue got out of bed quickly and picked up the pistol.

"No one." Shang Jianyao leaned his upper body into the corridor, glanced left and right, and said in a drawn-out tone, "Who is knocking on the door?"

No one answered him.

This psychological quality... Long Yuehong finally calmed down his excessive emotions, thinking with a little envy.

"Wait a little longer." Jiang Baimian ordered Shang Jianyao.

She wasn't too nervous, after all, this was the headquarters of the "Crystal Consciousness Cult", and Zenaga was a compassionate monk.

As long as this Zen master didn't blackmail himself, the probability of the problem being serious would not be high.

The "Old Tune Group" waited for a while, but did not hear the sound of "dong".

"It's boring..." Shang Jian Yao shook his head and closed the door.

"Boom!"

Shang Jian Yao had just closed the door when there was another knock.

This scared Long Yuehong almost to jump up.

Jiang Baimian thought for a moment:

"See how long 'he' will knock."

"Okay!" Shang Jian Yao became excited again.

The sound of "dong" sounded from time to time, and it didn't appear for a long time until the end of the seventh track.

This made Giuseppe wake up in a daze.

"Knocked seven times." Jiang Baimian concluded.

She looked at Bai Chen and the others, pondered for a moment and said:

"What do you think is the situation?"

Seeing that Yao had already prepared a draft, Shang replied directly:

"Returning Soul Night! Chief's Returning Soul Night!"

"Then why did he knock on our door?" Long Yuehong asked back in a little panic.

"Because he left the note to us!" Shang Jianyao's logic is always very clear at such times.

"Then why seven blows, no more, no less?" Long Yuehong asked again.

Shang Jian Yao laughed:

"Seven-level pagoda!

"Seven is the lucky number for the 'Crystal Consciousness Teaching'."