Chapter 369 (Top) The basement in the dream

   Chapter 369 (Part 1) The basement in the dream

  Lin Xingjie felt like she was dreaming.

  If it wasn’t for being in a dream, then everything she saw now would not have appeared.

In the next second, she and Zhu Qingyue were holding Sister Lian’s arm, watching Xu Xiangyang confront Meng Zheng in the skin of “Dragon Po”, and watching the man who made her look like a ghost for some reason. The guy was dismembered by an invisible sharp blade, saw his arms and thighs fall off, blood splattered all over his body, half of his head fell off, but a new brain was born at the back of his head…

And in the distance, with a black umbilical cord behind it, a monster crawling like an insect, it has the appearance of a baby, the size of an armored truck, and the appearance of a zombie that has been dead for many years, and its crawling speed is very fast. , full of greed that can’t wait to devour its prey, a pair of pure black pupils staring at himself and others;

   Farther away, a woman with a height of several hundred meters stands tall in the sparse wilderness of Asakusa, facing the huge eyeball with a diameter of several kilometers in the center of the clouds.

  If this is a painting, the painter uses three levels of “near, middle and far” to describe it in detail, but each part is completely out of tune with each other, and every detail looks so weird and crazy.

   But the next second, she changed places and came to her dream.

   Aside from whether she is really dreaming or not, even if it is everything that happens in reality, ordinary people will definitely doubt whether she is having a nightmare if she sees the above with their own eyes; but she has long been accustomed to it.

  The horrific sight, the threat of the supernatural, she was used to—or had to get used to. If she can’t get used to it, she will have a nervous breakdown sooner or later. After all, she is the representative of the threat, and she needs to use the threat in her hand to fight other threats anytime, anywhere.

   She can tell where is the dream and where is the reality.

  Because in reality, there are always people who like and love by her side, so no matter where she is, her heart can always quickly settle down and calm down;

   More because, she knows very well that real dreams are not like this.

  Lin Xingjie’s dream has no monsters, no ugliness and hideousness, no maddening evil; there, there will always be a dark and lightless world,

  Dream, sometimes it is the invisible sea, she can only hear the sound of the waves crashing against the reef and the wetness from the bottom of the soles of her feet;

  Sometimes it is a wilderness, in fact, it is no different from standing on the seashore. She also can’t see any scenery. It is nothing more than the place where her feet are no longer wet and muddy beach, but rough land.

  Real Dreams…

   Often she is alone.

   No matter what you see, you can only face it alone.

  Lin Xingjie was used to this kind of thing a long time ago, but in the past year, she has become unaccustomed to it, so her fear of dreams is also deepening.

   Although there is nothing there, there is nothing to fear.

  —yes, a real dream, like now.

  Lin Xingjie is still standing barefoot in front of the vast darkness. This time, her feet are not muddy or gravel, but flat and cold, like artificially regulated ground.

  The world in the dream is more likely to be a vast hall with no edge in sight, and the darkness spreads endlessly in all directions.

  The only thing Lin Xingjie could see was a rusted iron door that appeared in front of her at some point, and was automatically opening without wind, leaving a small gap.

   This scene is very familiar, so she quickly remembered the beginning of her childhood memory that she had long forgotten: one day, when she was playing as a child, she found a basement at home. It was so out of place in the surrounding environment, which aroused Xingjie’s curiosity, so she walked down the stairs, ready to push the door open—

   Then the bottom is gone.

  In the incomplete memory, there is no follow-up content. Afterwards, she couldn’t remember if it really happened, let alone what was in the basement, she couldn’t even remember if there was such a basement in that house.

  The only thing Lin Xingjie remembers is that she did live in a house on the outskirts of the city with her parents when she was a child, until one day her father disappeared, and her mother took her to Jinjiang City. From then on, the girl’s life no longer had the happiness that came from her family.

   And, even this content, I only recently remembered it, with the help of some people…

  Lin Xingjie was not without interest in what happened later. But this kind of interest is like seeing a book that you can’t stop reading, and as a reader, you can’t wait to turn the page; but if you have to stop, no one can stop and force her.

  What happened in the past is already doomed and cannot be changed. What everyone needs to care about is only the present, right?

   When Lin Xingjie remembered this incident, he recalled what Meng Zheng said by the way:

  Dream is her dream, no outsiders can interfere. In the awake state, it should be able to be controlled.

   You can’t do whatever you want in reality, but in a dream, everyone can do anything.

   She held her breath and controlled her mind according to the method that she almost destroyed the fragile dream at that time. After a while, a wave of ripples traveled under her feet and spread in all directions.

   However, after the turbulence, the scene of the world is still stable, the darkness is like a fog, and it is thick and undisturbed, unaffected by the slightest.

  Ripple returned to her feet again.

   No matter how many times Lin Xingjie tried, the final result was the same. In the end, the boundless hall seemed to have adapted to her struggle, no matter how hard Lin Xingjie tried, it was still unbearable.

  Lin Xingjie waited for a while, but finally his eyes couldn’t help falling on the door in front of him.

   There is no way, after all, this thing is the only thing she can see… touch in this dream, and if she wants to escape from the dream, the only possible entrance and exit is also behind this door.

Although she has been waiting here until some changes in the outside world cause her to escape from her dream, it is also a way – she fell asleep suddenly, Xu Xiangyang and the others will definitely find something wrong, and then try their best to wake her up, maybe she is still like Sleeping Beauty. Like being woken up by a lover’s kiss.

   But Lin Xingjie didn’t like this passive approach.

   Moreover, if you have to measure the speed of brain activity, it should be based on the electrical signal conduction in the nerves, which is faster than human imagination; therefore, the time flow of dreams and reality may not be on the same track.

   And now, she can’t even feel the passage of time accurately.

   Therefore, Lin Xingjie finally made that decision.

  Behind the door is a flight of stairs going down, and the end of the stairs is dark, leading to some invisible place.

   The door to the basement seems to be a little wider than before…

   may just be his own illusion.

   Her heart beat slightly faster, and she felt palpitations for a while.

   The ability of a psychic medium is so dangerous, and a divine medium with a far superior scale is a person who is always in the abyss.

   Alone overlooking the darkness, there is a cliff not far from your feet, and you will be shattered if you take a few steps forward.

  —that feeling came again.

   This time, Lin Xingjie walked to the edge of the abyss with the clearest, calmest, and unprecedented determination.

   She put her hand in front of the door, and the feedback from her fingertips was clear and real: the cold wooden board and the dust stained on it were all exposed, without the slightest dullness.

  The door of the basement slowly opened inward with a “babble” sound.

  …

  Lin Xingjie walked into the door and saw a man with his back to him, standing in front of a large wooden table, supporting the table with both hands, as if he was leaning over and looking at the information on the table seriously.

  The light in the basement is dim, except for a light bulb with a dim yellow halo hanging above the table.

  The man heard footsteps from behind and turned his head to look.

   His age is between thirty and forty years old, and he is the type that is not too old. He is thin, wearing a white shirt, disc glasses, and slightly curly hair. He looks bookish at first glance, with a kind smile on his face, giving people the feeling of a teacher standing on a classroom podium.

   Seeing the girl standing at the door, the smile on the man’s face became more gentle, and he waved to her.

   “Lin Xingjie, you are finally here.”

   He said, with a tone of emotion, but also like nostalgia.

   (end of this chapter)