Chapter 346 Weird Talk

"What do you think the nightmare you experienced is?" Without directly answering Jiang Cheng's question, the middle-aged man looked at him and asked back.

"It's the past." Jiang Cheng replied: "Real history."

"The door that appeared at night should have the ability to distort time and space, and will randomly project us into another period of history in a completely incomprehensible way and give us a new identity."

"But history is destined to be unchangeable, so no matter what we do in the nightmare, whether we live or die, whether the mission is completed or not, it will not affect this period of history."

"After the mission is over, all traces of our existence will be erased, even those of us who have not had time to enter the door and leave in the future."

"Of course, all this is done in a dream." He paused, "In the dream we understand ourselves."

"Pa pa pa!"

The middle-aged man applauded and said with a smile: "Great guess!"

Jiang Cheng did not seem excited, but just stared at the man's eyes calmly, "But I guessed wrong, didn't I?"

He accurately captured the middle-aged man's wording.

Great guess. "If the girl didn't really hate you, I would have asked you to go back and sit down." The middle-aged man said with a hint of regret.

"You just mentioned randomness." He continued: "But according to what you said, if people are really just randomly projected into a period of history, why is every nightmare so dangerous?"

"For example, I drive along the river and throw a stone into the river from time to time. Will it be thrown accurately into the vortex under the water every time?"

"Wouldn't it be too coincidental?" The middle-aged man picked up the teacup and took a sip slowly.

Jiang Cheng's eyes flashed, "Go on."

"If my speculation is true, nightmares are nightmares. The middle-aged man said: "It may have been history, but now, it is just a projection of real history in the dark."

"This period of history has been deprived of light and beauty, leaving behind regrets, blood, cruelty, and those ghosts are the products of this nightmare."

"They do not exist in real history, otherwise it is impossible to find no clues in the documents. They only exist in this corresponding, distorted history. "

"Every distorted history is an independent nightmare, and every nightmare will give birth to corresponding ghosts."

Jiang Cheng seemed to realize something, his pupils began to change, and the look he gave the middle-aged man was different, just before he opened his mouth.

The middle-aged man straightened up, stared into Jiang Cheng's eyes, and said slowly: "So they are the biggest benefit."

"Oh, oh, sorry I'm late again!"

After a wooden door was pushed open, a figure rushed in at a trot, and then immediately came to his chair and sat down.

This is a rather old meeting room, with a pure black long table and two rows of high-backed chairs on both sides. The armrests of the chairs are engraved with strange patterns. If you look at it for a long time, your eyes seem to sink into it.

The table is placed with candlesticks, and the pale candles are burning faintly, emitting a white and lifeless light.

"Oh, did you delay our meeting? "The last person who came in said tremblingly. From the sound of his voice, he was a young man, but his face could not be seen clearly.

It was not the light, but he was wearing a stocking on his head, with only a few holes torn at the mouth, nose, and eyes.

The voice was also delicate.

"You still remember to come?" said the person sitting next to him.

It was a plain-looking woman, whose clothes were even more ordinary than her appearance. She was the kind of person who would disappear in the next second if thrown into a crowd.

"Sister Lu, don't be so fierce!" The man wearing stockings smiled meanly, "Be careful not to get married."

After feeling the latter's almost murderous gaze, the man in stockings raised his hands in surrender, "Okay, okay, I know, I'll call you No. 7 from now on, why are you so serious, you scared my little cutie."

After saying that, he turned his head and stared in another direction, where there was another person sitting, "Our Xiao Ranran is still the best." He squinted and said, "Very cute. "

In the dim conference room, a cold light suddenly flashed, and a finely crafted dagger was unsheathed, and the candle in front of the stockings man broke into two pieces in the middle.

The stockings man pursed his lips, and the sly voice stopped abruptly.

"Chen Ran, you are not cute anymore. I used to like looking at your face, but now it's just average." The stockings man pinched his waist and said.

"Otherwise, how can you say that Sister Lu doesn't like you?" The stockings man continued to complain and said: "You are still quite watery on the 6th. I will report you to the gentleman after the meeting."

"Don't talk nonsense." Li Lu took a deep breath: "This time, everything is clear, and preparations have begun on the 10th."

"Why is he late too?" Chen Ran glanced at the door and asked with a frown.

"Don't treat me as if I don't exist, okay." The stockings man said in a dissatisfied tone: "Look at me, look at me, by the way, can you let me go this time, I'm going to be bored to death at home, wearing a mask to take care of the children, do you think it's that easy for me? "

"That kid is so cunning, if he is recognized by mistake," the man in stockings covered his chest, "it would be scary."

Li Lu and Chen Ran ignored him, he was the only one who kept talking. They were waiting for No. 10, this time's mission

Almost at the same time, Li Lu and Chen Ran turned their heads to look at the man in stockings, the former even asked in a stern voice: "Where is No. 10?"

"Oops, I met him when I came here just now. I didn't like him, so I solved it easily." The man in stockings said nonchalantly: "The stupid look of No. 10 in my impression is not that of him. I find him annoying."

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"Okay, okay, I'm leaving first."

The man in stockings jumped down from the chair and skipped away.

The wind blew, the candlelight swayed slightly, and on the chair where the man in stockings had just sat, a hot silver 4 appeared on the back of the chair.

"Let me ask again, except for this little brother, there is no new member, right?" asked a man in a white shirt with meticulously styled hair.

The man calls himself Liu Guo, a pretty decent name.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Jiang Cheng squatted on the ground, "Where is this? It's so scary. You are not bad people, are you?"

He squatted in the corner, obviously rejecting everyone who came to comfort him, and looked very weak.

"Get up, we are not bad people. We have explained everything that needs to be explained to you. If you don't believe us, there is nothing we can do." A sunny-looking young man wearing a baseball jersey came over and said comfortingly.

"Jiao Tailang, don't touch me!" Jiang Cheng said, "I don't think you are a good person. Who among the serious men would give you such a name?" He pulled his neck and said.

"You and the cute girl opposite are in the same group, right?" Jiang Cheng pointed at another person and said angrily: "Don't think I don't know what evil intentions you two have."

"Don't be so arrogant!" The cute girl named Hua Luo became angry after hearing this.

The fat man watched helplessly as he saw that under the dress, the hair on the other person's legs was thicker than his own, as if he was wearing woolen pants.

This mission came very suddenly. Fatty came in in a daze. Fortunately, he saw the doctor as soon as he opened his eyes.

There are 11 people in total on this mission.

And there are a lot of weird ones, besides Jiao Tailang and Hua Luo, the two most crooked ones, there is also a guy with black stockings on his head.

Silk Stocking introduced her name as Lu Huaxu and he was a veteran, so everyone didn’t need to remember his face.

Another person also echoed, saying that he was also weak. She reiterated that although she was weak, she was not a newcomer.

Her name is Yulan and she is a Chinese teacher.

There was also a female student named Chu Jiu. As soon as Jiang Cheng came in, she stared straight at her. Chu Jiu was so frightened that he immediately shrank to the person next to him.

"Don't be afraid." A woman with a neat black ponytail and glasses glanced at Jiang Cheng, comforted Chu Jiu nonchalantly and said, "It will be fine."

Chu Jiu seemed to trust her and nodded repeatedly.

This woman's name is Chen Yi. She has a very special temperament about her. She stands at the edge of the crowd, looking at everyone with a pair of cold eyes.

"Don't you think it's cold here?" A boy wearing sportswear and casual shoes said, holding his shoulders.

His name is Wei Jinting, and he claims to be studying for a graduate degree in computer science, and he is determined to be a coder who will not be bald before the age of 30.

After listening to what he said, Jiang Cheng squatted there and stretched his neck, and said with a sigh: "Brother, I advise you to be more open-minded. Hair transplantation is not expensive now."

He glanced at Hua Luo, then tilted his head and continued: "Just be careful not to go astray. Now that the atmosphere is open, there are many perverts in society."

Flowers fall: ""

"Hey." The fat man said to the figure in the darkness: "Brother, what's your name?"

The man in the darkness raised his head, "I don't have a name." He paused, "You can call me Wu."

"Is he the boss?" Jiang Cheng said with a wink.

The fat man licked his lips when he heard this, and after a while he said, "Brother, I'm not talking about you, your name is a bit pretentious."