Monster Collector [Unlimited]

After seeing everything, Xie Changli returned to the cold and damp cemetery again.

Another voice sounded: "I see, you are me from the future. It seems that I managed to leave here in the end. But, what's the situation with those people?"

There was some doubt in the voice of the speaker. According to his previous plan, the children would naturally retrieve his body for him, allowing him to reshape his body and return to the world in the huge dreamland formed by this ability.Who are those people who are running in to disrupt the situation now?

"Infinity Service Company," Xie Changli said calmly, finally realizing where the familiar feeling came from when he first received the invitation from Infinity Service Company, "It turns out that the layout has been started since then."

The plan had already started, Xie Changli felt a bright white light seeping through the heavy damp soil above his head, squinted his eyes slightly, and indulged himself into the core of the entire dream world.

That is, a dream composed of his own past memories.

"Huh?" Mo Daocheng, who was still dealing with the monsters that kept coming up, was puzzled. They saw the world in front of them gradually melting and disappearing. Only the special ward that was highlighted at the beginning still existed firmly. in there.

"Let's go." Yan Yao reacted quickly, striding forward in the disappearing corridor of the ward, but in a short while, the three of them had arrived in front of the special ward, pushed the door open and entered.

The two children were still lying there quietly on the hospital bed, unaffected by the gradually collapsing world.

The paper masks on their faces are still the funny smiling faces, and the smiles are getting bigger and bigger, and gradually a golden light is revealed.

Qiao Meng hesitated: "What should we do now, try to attack these light groups first?"

"No," Yan Yao had already exchanged information with Mo Daocheng, and quickly came to a conclusion, "According to our previous inference, this world is likely to be a multi-layered dreamland. The process of the collapse of the outside world just now It is implying changes in the dream, but there is no change here, which can show that these two children are one of the important pillars of the dream."

Mo Daocheng agreed with him: "The light balls on these children are most likely what they are dreaming about."

"It should be the key to breaking the game." Qiao Meng nodded, and while opening the props, he tentatively touched the baby's golden light cluster. In the next second, he disappeared in place.

Yan Yao: "It seems that this is an opportunity to enter the next dream. Xiao Qiao has a bad temper and will act impulsively. Coupled with the age limit of the baby, the dreams may be more bizarre and difficult to control. I have to talk to him Enter the same dream, and the other one will trouble you."

After speaking, he also entered the baby's dreamland without hesitation.

Mo Daocheng sighed, and looked out the window a little anxiously, hoping to see Brother Xia who had teamed up with him appear in time. However, the outside world had been eroded, leaving only a black void.

He was a little uneasy, but he still entered the dream that belonged to children.

"You are here." A gentle and pleasant voice came to my ears.

Mo Daocheng was dazzled by the sudden bright sunlight, and subconsciously raised his hand to block it, only to realize that he was carrying a briefcase in his left hand and was wearing a white coat.

In front of him was a huge manor.

Flowers are blooming behind the carved railings, and the water splashed by the fountain in the center reflects a faint rainbow in the sunlight.

The housekeeper and two maids were looking at him, showing a little surprise at his blankness, and emphasized again: Doctor Mo, are you okay? "

So I'm a doctor now.

Mo Daocheng collected himself and quickly began to act professionally: "I'm fine, first take me to see the master's family and the patients I have to serve."

"Young master's situation is more complicated." The butler did not become suspicious, nodded, and took him forward, and began to introduce the situation in his mouth, "I was born with a congenital deficiency, and then I was frightened later. He has been suffering from serious and minor illnesses since he was a child, and his wife has worried about him. Recently, the young master has become more lethargic than before, and his private teacher said that the family lessons arranged by his wife have not been completed several times. "

Good guy, private teacher, Mo Daocheng clicked his tongue secretly in his heart, the child who looked pitiful and tied to the bed was also raised by Wan Guan's family before.

They walked along the path all the way to this bustling, bright and sunny manor. After the butler introduced the relevant content, he didn't say much, and the maid next to him also followed silently, trying to create a scene in the bright scenery. An indescribably weird atmosphere.

Mo Daocheng narrowed his eyes slightly, always feeling that the bright sunlight would be even more glaring, so he subconsciously raised his hand to cover his forehead, and cast his eyes on a small building among the several buildings in the center.

It just so happened that the attic window of the small building was opened, and a figure flashed indistinctly.

Mo Dao intentionally had a premonition in his heart that the one who just flashed past was probably the young master he was going to see a doctor this time.

But before he stopped to ask about the small building, the housekeeper who was leading the way stopped and said with a warning tone: "Doctor Mo, please be careful, we are about to see Madam."

Speaking of which, the housekeeper has only mentioned the wife so far, but not the master. Maybe it is because the things he is responsible for belong to the family's internal affairs, or maybe because the lady is a widow.

Combined with the child's medical record he had seen before, Mo Daocheng tended to guess the latter.

The hall was obviously much more gloomy, and the coolness brought by the air conditioner made Mo Daocheng's skin crawl as soon as he entered.

A lady is sitting on a sofa.

Wearing a white cheongsam, she has a graceful figure and a clear complexion. Her wrinkle-free face makes it impossible to tell that she is married and has children.

It's just that her glance always made Mo Daocheng feel uncomfortable. It was obviously a calm and quiet look, but it always reminded him of the magma under the deep sea. The calmer the more suppressed the madness.

The housekeeper began to introduce: "Dr. Mo is the second-ranked brain expert in the world, and he is especially good at diagnosing and treating children with encephalopathy. He brought his team here today, and he should be able to do a comprehensive test on the young master's sleepiness problem."

Madam nodded, picked up the teacup, and looked at him: "I will trouble you about Xiaoli."

Mo Daocheng nodded quickly: "That's what it should be, and I can't bear to see such a young child suffer."

"Drowsiness really slows down the progress of teaching," said the lady slowly. "His father was already able to independently create the picture of sunrise on the sea that won the Children's Golden Paintbrush Award when he was four years old. Now he is also four years old. I let him He watched flying birds in the attic for three months, and now he can't even draw anything decent."

Mo Daocheng's eyelids twitched, and subconsciously persuaded him: "The child is still young, so there is no need for such a great pressure."

"Time waits for no one," Madam said to herself, "just like his father's favorite sculpture, imperfect things need to be sculpted from the original shape, and they must be sculpted repeatedly before they can be completed."

The two communicated for a while, and the more Mo Daocheng listened, the more speechless he became.

He has no doubt now that such a young child may be forced to be sent to a mental hospital. To be precise, this lady may need more systematic treatment than her child.

Mo Daocheng had nothing to say, so he could only dryly introduce some of his conjectures about the current illness according to the contents of the folder in his hand.

After a cup of tea cooled down, the madam finally nodded to some of his thoughts, and signaled the housekeeper to take him to see the patient.

Today is a sunny day.

After Xie Changli finished eating, he always felt that something had been forgotten in his dream.

Today is circled on the calendar, and the doctor my mother hired is coming soon.

Xie Changli yawned, the familiar sleepiness hit him, the deep dark dream seemed to stretch out countless hands, trying to drag him in and sink him into this deep quagmire.

"Cuckoo?" A pigeon knocked on the window.

Xie Changli braced himself and walked to the window. He was not tall enough, so he had to stand on tiptoe vigorously to push the window open and let the pigeon in.

The big fat pigeon has been familiar with this kid for a long time. As soon as the window was opened, it swaggered in and landed at his feet.

"I left some corn kernels for you during the meal." Xie Changli simply sat cross-legged on the floor, and sprinkled the few corn kernels he had secretly hidden in front of the pigeon.

Recently he has been falling asleep during class, the problem is so serious that my mother had to dismiss the tutors, and now sitting cross-legged on the ground, no one will suddenly come in and ask him to keep up.

But the big fat pigeon left contentedly after eating a few corns, and didn't give him a chance to hug and stroke it a few times.

Xie Changli stood at the window watching it fly away, then turned his head and glanced at the lock on the door.

The last time I went downstairs seemed to be half a year ago.

It would be great if I could fly, fly out of this attic, fly out of the manor, no one can find my place.

He lowered his eyes, just in time to see the housekeeper's grandfather walking in with a man in a white coat.

It's a doctor.

Xie Changli yelled, his eyelids drooped, unable to resist the exhaustion in his heart, he hugged his little bear and walked to the bed.

At this moment, he heard some noises in his closet.

Xie Changli managed to pull himself together, grabbed the little bear and walked towards the closet, carefully opened a gap, and looked up.

A handsome man with a sword curled up ridiculously in this closet, and when he saw him, his face showed a surprised and unprepared expression.

Xia Shen didn't expect that he would enter a new dream immediately after agreeing. When he came in, he was stuffed in such a small cabinet. When he wanted to go out, he found the cabinet door opened, and there was a small long distance outside the door.

About five years old, with black hair and black eyes, wearing star pajamas, hugging a bear, so cute that anyone's heart will melt.

Xia Shen raised the corners of his mouth unconsciously: "Changli, I..."

Snapped--

Xie Changli closed the cabinet calmly, and touched his forehead with the back of his hand.

No fever, but hallucinations.