long night fire

"Let me come, Xiaohong will help, you guys chat."

"It's such a happy decision!" Jiang Baimian responded before An Ruxiang was polite.

So, Long Yuehong and Shang Jianyao went to the kitchen and got busy, Jiang Baimian, An Ruxiang, and Bai Chen each pulled a chair and sat down.

"Why do you suddenly want to see me?" An Ruxiang asked.

Jiang Baimian looked around and found a neatly folded blue and white checked handkerchief and the same folded paper on the bedside table in the back of the room, and on the coffee table in the living room were several books from the old world. Children's teaching materials.

She withdrew her gaze and smiled with a slightly complicated expression:

"This should be the last time we come out to do a mission, so I want to meet up with old friends, hehe, I don't know if there will be a chance in the future."

"Get married, have children, and live a stable life?" An Ruxiang nodded slightly.

"Yes." Jiang Baimian pointed to Bai Chen, and then pointed to Long Yuehong at the edge of the kitchen, "Both of them are married."

An Ruxiang was taken aback for a moment, and said with slightly downcast eyes:

"pretty good."

"It's very good. The past will always be let go." Jiang Baimian changed the topic, "You said you were a killer before, so you should have been to many places and met many people, right?"

An Ruxiang was quite frank about this:

"Yeah, it's kind of familiar.

"what do you guys wanna ask?"

Chapter 25 dream

Jiang Baimian didn't hide anything, and asked directly:

"You should have met many members of religious organizations, right?"

"I've seen some." An Ruxiang didn't deny it.

Jiang Baimian further asked:

"Did any of them suffer from 'Wuxin disease'?"

"Yes." An Ruxiang gave a very affirmative answer, "It's no different from ordinary people's 'no heart disease'."

Jiang Baimian and Bai Chen looked at each other, thought for a moment and said:

"How does their probability of getting 'no heart disease' compare with ordinary people?"

She wasn't too sure about An Ruxiang's education level, so she was ready to explain in detail what probability was.

But An Ruxiang didn't ask back, and recalled for a while:

"Should be lower than ordinary people.

"I have only seen a dozen or twenty members of religious organizations suffer from 'innocent disease', but I often encounter ordinary people who become 'innocent people'."

This may be Zhisui's "blessing"... Jiang Baimian suddenly felt that if Shang Jianyao was in the living room, he would definitely say that, and if Gnava didn't keep the car and came up, he would definitely sing with Shang Jianyao.

She nodded and thought for a while before saying:

"Have you ever encountered a more unusual scenario involving members of a religious organization?"

An Ruxiang calmly replied:

"I'm not quite sure what you mean by special. The ceremonies of those religious organizations are quite incomprehensible. Sometimes, they will carnival all night, and sometimes, they will dance strange dances in the morning."

This reminded Jiang Baimian and Bai Chen of the radio gymnastics of "Supreme Eagle" and the carnival dance of "Holy Desire" sect.

They are indeed special to ordinary people.

Jiang Baimian gave some restrictions after deliberation:

"It's a special scene related to 'No Heart Disease'."

An Ruxiang thought for a while and said:

"Once, I sneaked into a manor and tried to assassinate its owner.

"I have obtained detailed information beforehand, knowing that he is a cultist, and every morning at [-] o'clock he will take out the treasured statue and pray on the balcony of the bedroom.

"As soon as I got into the shooting position, I saw that man turned into a 'heartless man' in front of the god statue, and the age he worshiped did not help him avoid bad luck."

"Maybe he did something blasphemous." Shang Jianyao walked out of the kitchen with two hot dishes.

Jiang Baimian ignored him, and asked An Ruxiang instead:

"What does that idol look like?"

"There is a mirror on the face, I only remember this feature." An Ruxiang glanced at the dishes on the coffee table.

"True self-teaching"...the "dawn" of the year of February...Jiang Baimian nodded invisibly.

She immediately smiled and said to An Ruxiang:

"It's almost time for dinner."

"Taste the taste, it came from the city lord's mansion." Shang Jianyao didn't think it was a shameful thing at all, but rather proud of it.

He handed the chopsticks in his hand to An Ruxiang.

The meal was very lively. Although An Ruxiang didn't talk much and had a cold personality, the "Old Tune Group" was never quiet. Either Shang Jianyao made fun of Long Yuehong, or Jiang Baimian stopped it. The guy said something inappropriate.

They were just about to fight.

An Ruxiang didn't show any disgust, she ate seriously, and listened to what the "Old Tune Group" was talking about from time to time.

After eating and drinking enough, Shang Jian Yao and the others bid farewell to An Ruxiang and returned to the jeep.

Jiang Baimian, who was sitting in the passenger seat, stared at the building and the pedestrians on the street and said:

"I'm going to the ice field tomorrow, this time going north from the Black Marsh wilderness, looking for clues about the company's experiments."

After a pause, Jiang Baimian sighed again:

"I don't know when the next time I go to Wild Grass City will be..."

This made Long Yuehong and the others quite sad.

"As long as you have a strong desire to come here, you will come here again sooner or later." Shang Jianyao didn't feel so much, but was full of firm belief.

Jiang Baimian glanced sideways at him in the driver's seat:

"Remember to go to '506' for rounds and get this matter resolved as soon as possible so as not to affect your mental state on the way."

She called the fact that Shang Jianyao went to the "506" room to see if there were any dreams as a ward round.

"Old Ge, come and drive!" Shang Jian Yao immediately couldn't wait.

……

Tarnan, The Dream Hotel.

The proprietress Ainuo stood up unsteadily and walked to the bathroom.

She was in a trance, feeling like she would faint at any moment.

Holding on to sleep is too much torture!

For the strong-willed it might last a few more days, but Aino was never one for the strong-willed.

Thinking of facing the cruel reality of not sleeping for several days, she felt that having nightmares was not such a terrible thing.

Even if it really involves that secret, Zhi Sui may not necessarily hear what was said in the dream!

It's impossible for Zhi Sui to be watching me all the time, right?I usually dream, and occasionally I dream about that past, but it doesn't matter much... Ainuo, who was struggling to get out of the bathroom, decided to close his eyes and not care about anything.

Just treat it as a normal dream!

As for whether there are foreign bastards in the dream, how would the dreamer know?

Those who don't know are not guilty!

Ainuo immediately threw himself onto his comfortable bed, pulled off the quilt and covered it up.

Deep exhaustion surged in an instant, and she fell into a deep sleep before she had time to comfort herself.

……

On the "Soul Corridor", Shang Jianyao pushed open the door of "506" and checked the room on time.

He took a step forward, looking at the bedroom scene slightly illuminated by starlight, he laughed "haha":

"It's only been a few days and you can't hold it anymore?"

The complacent Shang Jianyao immediately entered the dreamland.

He found a female figure lying on the bed in the bedroom, wrapped in a quilt, sleeping soundly.

On the corresponding ceiling, a figure was hanging from the chandelier, shaking slightly, and there were suspected figures floating in every corner of the room.

"Nightmare like a ghost story?" Shang Jianyao walked over excitedly, lay down on the ground, and looked under the bed.

Sure enough, there was a pale corpse lying there, with a swollen face and round eyes.

After staring at each other for a few seconds, Shang Jianyao stood up in disappointment:

"It's not very creative."

He sat by the bed and pushed the female figure wrapped in a quilt:

"Wake up, wake up!"

The female figure woke up in a daze, startled by the figure beside the bed:

"what!"

Amidst the screams, she sat up abruptly, embraced the quilt, and shrank to the head of the bed:

"who are you?"

Shang Jianyao pointed at the corpse on the chandelier with great acting spirit and said:

"Did you forget? I am the ghost exorcist you invited."

"Ghost!" The vague female figure yelled for a while, and then asked tremblingly, "He, is he still alive, can he still move?"

Shang Jian Yao laughed:

"I've crushed him.

"We have known each other for many years and have become good friends. I won't lie to you..."

The female figure was visibly relieved.

In the dream, she couldn't think concretely, and couldn't remember if she really knew such a person.

Shang Jianyao started chatting with her until he was exhausted and left the room directly.

Seeing him open his eyes and sit up, as if he was thinking, Jiang Baimian asked with concern:

"Is there a result?"

"No, I forgot to ask." Shang Jianyao replied very calmly, "I doubt the ability of the owner of the room in my dream."

"How to say?" Jiang Baimian also sat up.

Shang Jianyao thought about it and said:

"She should have activated her ability when she said 'ah' for the first time.

"I feel that I have become quite arrogant. Although I have the opportunity to use 'thought guidance', I have to make up stories and try to persuade normally, but the result has not been able to dispel her vigilance."

"It's normal to be affected by other people's dreams." Jiang Baimian commented truthfully, "However, this shouldn't be a big problem, because in the dream, she is in a state close to unconsciousness, and you can think and plan, Sober enough."

If this is not enough to deal with the owner of the room, Jiang Baimian will suggest that Shang Jianyao go to the "Sea of ​​Origin" to see if he has split into a personality with a lower IQ than the reckless Shang Jianyao.

"It makes sense!" Shang Jianyao clenched his right fist and struck his left palm.

He then rubbed his chin again and said:

"Actually, unconsciousness is even more dangerous. Maybe when she is stressed, she will simulate the dangerous things she has encountered in the past.

"Based on this, anything can appear in her dreams, and I'm really afraid that I will face Zhi Sui directly."

Jiang Baimian nodded:

"My advice is to act first.