Chapter 1362 Anzhi Is Not a Dream Body

Far away from the woods was the din of the sending-off convoy leaving camp. Femas looked blankly in that direction. He was already very close to Binhai Town. Even if he didn't catch up in time, there would be no danger.

Its wariness towards this Xinghai has slowly melted unconsciously, not because it likes to be praised, but because this Xinghai pointed out something that it has long thought of but has been avoiding—this is not surprising, because This sea of ​​stars was created by it, it is a part of it, and it was born by adhering to its will. It understands its heart better than anyone else, and it is different from the old tea that is loyal to its original appearance.

"Are you leaving?" Femas asked.

Xinghai nodded.

"But...how do you get out? This is my mental image world, or...a closed loop formed by my spirit, not a real space that actually exists. Neither you nor the Xinghai have the ability to leave on their own. ?” Femas asked.

If you don't leave its mental world, how can you enter Zhang Zian's dream world?

"Meow~ That's why I need you to send me out~" Xinghai said.

"Shall I send you out? How?" Fimas was at a loss, it had never done such a thing before, and it never even thought about it.

Xinghai tilted his head, and smiled teasingly: "Meow~ You need to figure out a way~ But you will think of it~"

Femas: "..." I hate two things the most, one is using your brain, and the other is showing off!

"Then... will you come back?"

During this journey, Femas has always believed that the old tea played a leading role, and he was an assistant, while Xinghai was just a mascot, but even so, he was used to the existence of Xinghai and was used to Watch it catch butterflies while the convoy is resting.

Xinghai tried his best to look like he was thinking, but then he chuckled and said irrelevantly: "This is the world you created, Fei Max."

Femas: "..."

Too much information flooded into its mind at once, and it was too lazy to use its brain, "In short, you can handle another elf, right? Although you said that I created it, not the original Xinghai, but I feel that you also Very strong!"

Xinghai restrained his smile, and said seriously: "That elf is very strong, the dreamland is its home field! Any foreign objects that invade the dreamland will be suppressed by it.

You may lose most or even all of your power~ Therefore, whatever you or I do is at best just a guide, whether you can wake up or not depends on Zi'an's own will~"

Femas sighed: "So it's up to Zian himself... What I don't understand the most is why he fell into a deep sleep of his own will. If not, how could he cause such a big trouble?"

When Fei Max was talking to Xinghai, the young version of Laocha was thinking about what Fei Max told him. Although limited by the history, it couldn’t understand some of them, but it can generally understand it. .

"The old man can guess a thing or two." It narrowed its eyes and smiled.

"Oh?"

Fei Masi was stunned, because the old tea in the real world is better than this young version of old tea in terms of experience and experience, and the old tea itself is diligent and studious, and has learned a lot of new knowledge about human beings from TV, such as Fei Max doesn't know about rapid eye movement sleep or something like that... Then why is the old tea in the real world in a state of bewilderment just like Fei Max, but this young version of the old tea just listens to it? Dare to make wild guesses after just a few words?

The young version of Laocha saw its intentions, and said with a smile, "Because the old man doesn't know Zhang Zian, but the real old tea knows it. That's the difference - if you don't care about things, if you care about it, it will cause chaos. The old man can stand on the sidelines." From the angle of speculation, the real old tea does not work.”

Femus chewed carefully, it seemed to be the reason.

Lao Cha raised one of his front paws, lowered his head and looked carefully, "Brother Fei, you always say this is your mental image world, and the old man is just the projection of the real old tea in the mental image world. In fact, the old man does not fully agree with you. Because the old man has been observing carefully, this world is so real, every plant and tree, every breath and breath, there is no sign of fiction at all... So, the old man insisted, maybe you are wrong, brother Fei, you The so-called real world is actually a dream..."

Fei Masi wanted to refute, but Old Tea raised his claws to stop him: "Reality and illusion are just a difference in thought. I don't want to believe that I am false, and I don't want to believe that everything we have experienced in life and death is a fiction. And it has become a fait accompli, the old man wants to see what Binhai Town is like, and wants to witness the happy marriage of Miss Wu's family, so the old man would rather believe that all this is true... Presumably, Zhang Zian is also the same."

"Because the dream is so beautiful, I want to believe it is real; because I have something to look forward to, so I don't want to wake up." Old Cha sighed.

"Because of sentient beings, I was trapped in a dream... However, a dream is a dream after all. If you don't realize it's a dream, it's fine. Once you realize it, no matter how beautiful the dream is, you shouldn't be too attached to it, because it is destined to be false."

"Sentimental?"

Fei Masi didn't understand, what is the necessary connection between sentient beings and being trapped in the dream?

Old Cha smiled with his beard: "Brother Fei, have you ever heard a sentence - Ruthless can solve Guan Hunmeng, don't believe Zhuang Zhou's right and wrong."

Femas shook his head blankly—after all, it is too difficult for a foreign dog to understand ancient Chinese poetry...

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. Brother Fei, you just need to know that only people with strong feelings will be trapped in dreams. So this old man envies you for being able to meet such a human friend."

Old Cha smiled and looked eastward.

On the eastern horizon, the top of a mountain is faintly exposed. The top of the mountain is indistinct, as if shrouded in clouds and mist.

Although the mountain doesn't seem too far away, Wangshan is running dead.

Is that... the Hidden Misty Mountains?

Binhai Town is really coming soon.

Femas suddenly remembered that he had been wondering why such a world of mental images came into being, why not other countries, why not other eras? What is the purpose of wandering in this mental image world?

It seems to understand somewhat now.

Everyone has a Binhai Town in their hearts, just like a sacred place in their hearts, a peaceful paradise where they can escape from reality.

The process of arriving here is an experience of re-understanding yourself.

Fei Masi's eyes were unprecedentedly clear, staring sideways at the young version of Laocha, "Old Cha, you made a mistake in one thing."

"Oh? Would you like to hear more about it?" Old Cha asked with a smile.

Femas suddenly raised the volume, and roared loudly: "Don't confuse my mental image world with that kind of dream that fools people!"

Then, it woke up.