Chapter 796 Asking for Help

After lunch, Shang Jianyao lay on the bed early.

He entered the "soul corridor" and couldn't wait to open the door of room "506".

The door was dark and dark, as if there was a vast ocean hidden in the depths.

Shang Jianyao knew that it represented the "sea of ​​origin" of the room owner, which was her spiritual world and the source of consciousness. As long as she could break through the dangerous darkness, she could reach there and talk directly to the room owner.

But based on the fact that the other party holds secrets related to Zhi Sui, the result of each vote by Shang Jianyao is not to take risks for the time being.

The appearance of this picture in front of him also means that the owner of the room is not dreaming at this time.

"Excuse me, I'll come back later." Shang Jianyao politely exited the room and closed the vermilion wooden door.

He went to his "Sea of ​​Origin" to play games for a while, and then returned to the door of "506" at the right time.

As the brass handle was turned, the back of the vermilion door opened. Shang Jianyao took a step forward and saw the blue sky.

His eyes lit up and he murmured to himself quite excitedly:

"Finally caught you!"

He once again "encountered" the dream of the owner of room "506".

Without hesitation, Shang Jianyao walked under the blue sky.

His surroundings changed.

The bright sunlight shines down, making the glass windows bright and clean, and making countless dust particles swim in the air.

Outside the window is a bustling street, which is somewhat similar to the family area of ​​the Fourth Research Institute, but only in a certain corner.

Many shops on the street are closed, and there are swarms of street stalls outside, which is exactly the opposite of the situation in human settlements such as Weed City.

At this time, a vague female figure was sitting on a rocking chair by the window, holding a book in her hand, bathing in the warm and clear sunshine, taking a sip of coffee from time to time and sighing:

"This is called life, this is called life!"

Shang Jianyao didn't care to carefully examine the composition of the dream. He thought about it and transformed into the cyborg monk Pudu Zen Master, intending to communicate with the owner of the room in a peaceful and compassionate manner and induce her to reveal the corresponding secret.

Putting on his monk's robe and cassock, Zen Master Pudu's eyes flashed red and he walked towards the blurry female figure in front of the window.

"Namo Ayodoro Sanyao Sanbodhi, the donor is well." Zen Master Pudu clasped his palms together and said hello.

Maybe it's because in the dream, the female figure's face is hazy and changes from time to time, making it difficult to see her true appearance.

She glanced at Zen Master Pudu who was in the state of a semi-mechanical monk. Not only was there no surprise or fear, but she asked slightly curiously:

"A robot can also believe in the old age and become a monk?"

"You don't know about the Monk Order?" Shang Jianyao's focus quickly shifted.

The female figure chuckled and said:

"But the essence of mechanical monks is still human."

"Robots are also people." Zen Master Pudu explained calmly.

The female figure suddenly realized:

"You're a Decepticon, the kind of robot that thinks you're human."

"I am from the Pudu Sentient Sect." The cyborg monk answered truthfully.

The female figure thought for a few seconds and waved her hand:

"Forget it, forget it, you can say whatever you like, don't delay me from sunbathing."

Only then did Shang Jianyao remember his purpose and asked as Zen Master Pudu:

"I have something to ask you."

The vague female figure said without looking back:

"I don't know. I don't understand. Find someone else."

"I can pay." Zen Master Pudu persisted.

The vague female figure made a joke:

"If you were a handsome guy, I would still consider it as a robot."

"You look down on robots!" Shang Jianyao, who values ​​emotions, asked angrily.

His body changes from cyborg monk state back to human.

Then, he rubbed his chin and directly asked the question without permission:

"Why does Zhi Sui keep humans in captivity?"

The vague female figure suddenly froze.

She slowly turned around and looked at Shang Jianyao.

The next second, she let out a sharp scream:

"ah!

"Don't come over!"

As the sound echoed, the entire dream quickly fell apart.

…………

Tarnan, Youmeng Hotel, in a bedroom decorated very girlishly.

The proprietress Aino sat up and said:

"You bastard! You won't let me go even during the day!"

After cursing a few words, she said to herself worriedly:

"What should I do? Why is that guy still lingering and hasn't given up yet? I've been confused day and night for so long!

"He has discovered my strategy. Staying up late at night and sleeping during the day is no longer working..."

Aino hesitated for a long time, and finally plucked up the courage to go out and find someone for help.

After all, rather than telling the secret and facing the cruel reality, she would rather lose face and pretend that she has never had such a thing as face.

To be honest, if that haunting guy was willing, she would sincerely beg for mercy and ask him to let her go.

Aino put on his colorful clothes, gave a few instructions to the hired hotel receptionist, and went straight to Nanke Temple.

Her target is Zhou Yue, Guanzhu Zhou.

The Taoist priest couldn't remember other people's faces, so he naturally became Aino's first choice.

When the time comes, as long as she doesn't give her name or makes up a false name at will, Zhou Yue will not remember who came to her for help, and she will plead for help with tears and snot in her eyes.

This perfectly suited Aino's needs.

All the way to Nankeyuan, through the open brown wooden door and a patio, the proprietress entered the pavilion painted with cloud patterns.

At this time, many believers were sitting in rows of black back chairs, facing the shrine with the dragon symbol, praying with their eyes closed.

Zhou Yue stood in front of the symbol composed of broken mirrors, still wearing the old-world classical style white robe, with a hemp rope tied around his waist, and his black hair draped down his shoulders.

Ainuo struggled for a while, walked up to Zhou Yue and shouted:

"Zhou Guanzhu."

"What's the matter?" Zhou Yue asked with a smile.

Ainuo didn't know who the other party thought he was, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"I would like to ask your teacher for help."

Zhou Yue opened her eyes slightly:

"Ms. Aino, are you in trouble? No wonder you haven't appeared recently."

"..." Ainuo was stunned for a moment, "How did you recognize me?"

Although she didn't put on any disguise, she didn't need to disguise herself when facing Zhou Yue.

Zhou Yue replied calmly:

"You are the only one in Tarnan who would wear clothes of this style."

Aino looked down at her unusually gorgeous skirt and said angrily:

"What if there is an outsider who comes to Tarnan today and happens to like to dress like this?"

"Then admit it, just admit it. It's not like I didn't admit it..." Zhou Yue muttered softly.

Then, she opened her hands, raised her body slightly, looked somewhere in the void and said:

"Everything is a fantasy, why take it seriously?"

Aino was speechless.

"Ms. Aino, what trouble have you encountered?" Zhou Yue asked with concern.

Having come to this point, Aino could only reach out and cover his face and said:

"Does your sect train awakened people who are good at 'hypnosis'? I've been having nightmares lately, and I hope I won't have any more dreams."

She still doesn't want to tell the truth.

Zhou Yue doesn’t care either:

"I will help you ask."

She did what she said, left the main hall where the shrine was, entered her room, and sent a telegram to the headquarters.

Not long after, Zhou Yue came out and went straight to the colorful and clean skirt:

"We in the Mirage Sect have similar awakened ones, but it may take more than ten days or even a month to come here."

"That's a bit long..." Aino frowned.

Zhou Yue said with relief:

“It’s just a nightmare anyway, nothing serious.

"Everything is a fantasy, why take it seriously?"

Ainuo's face suddenly collapsed, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Yeah, it's just a nightmare, let it be, no one will die!"

If he can ask, that's his skill. If he can't, I'll just ignore it!

…………

In Yecao City, Shang Jianyao excitedly told Jiang Baimian and others about his experience.

"In other words, the reason why the person in room '506' doesn't dream at night is because she sleeps during the day?" Long Yuehong asked in surprise.

Shang Jianyao praised:

"This should be.

"What a talent. He actually gave me a hard time for several months!"

Jiang Baimian then smiled and said:

“But this approach treats the symptoms but not the root cause, and it can only be used to prevent the disease for a while, but not for a lifetime.

"Hey, from now on, you can try it day and night, use your abilities, and try to get the answer as soon as possible."

"Okay!" Shang Jianyao replied with bright eyes.

In the afternoon, the "Old Adjustment Team" left the rented house, walked across the street, and went around the alley where Afu's gun store was located.

The shop was quiet, with only the owner, Ah Fu, concentrating on repairing the second-hand guns he had collected.

When he felt someone entering the store, he raised his head and looked at the door.

Because Bai Chen and others had made excellent disguises, Ah Fu didn’t recognize him for a moment, so he stood up and asked:

"Guys, what gun do you want to buy?"

"Where's Aunt Nan?" Bai Chen asked directly.

Ah Fu is Aunt Nan’s younger brother.

Ah Fu finally recognized the "Old Tune Group" and his expression suddenly became sad:

"At the end of last year, my sister, my sister got 'unintentional disease'..."