Chapter 529 Phone Booth
"It's just a phone booth. Are you so excited?"
Truman didn’t know what the appearance of the phone booth meant. Because it involved the underworld show, I didn’t tell Truman in detail. I just smiled and patted him on the shoulder: “Old Chu, you are so knowledgeable about dreams. Do you know what the phone booth means in dreams?"
"Dreaming about a public telephone usually means that the owner of the dream is longing for some news. This image is relatively neutral and cannot be said to be good or bad." Truman replied casually.
"Since the phone booth represents hope and information, then why don't we go and check it out?" I felt better and after taking note of all the special buildings around me, "It's not without gain, at least it pointed out a direction. , let’s go to the phone booth first, and then go to the unlit neighborhood to check.”
"Black is the worst color in dreams. You are going to the tiger mountain knowing that there are tigers in the mountain." Truman stood behind me. He seemed to be a little afraid of heights and did not dare to get too close to the big clock: "Forget it, I will go to the tiger mountain today. I will accompany you to the end of your madness and see all the scenery, and this life and trip will not be wasted."
"The situation is not that pessimistic yet. There will be a chance to break the situation." Very few people can enter the deep dreamland, and only a few have enjoyed the wonderful scenery in front of me. Before I left, I pointed the camera of my mobile phone at the city below: "Dear water friends , what you are seeing now is the scene in the deep dream. This bizarre city is filled with all the lost memories. I have put life and death aside, and next, I will lead you to appreciate the mystery of the dream."
After a pause in my tone, I imitated the mysterious woman, holding on to the twisted steel bars, walking step by step to the big clock, stepping on the thickest pointer, and climbing to the top of the clock like an extreme athlete: "Maybe I I will sink into a dream, and maybe you will forget me, but at least we have seen this splendid scenery, this wonderful and unique one!"
Standing on the highest point of the 19th floor, I used my show phone to take pictures of the entire city. The weird and exaggerated architectural style, the black and white sky, the "thoughts" and other monsters hidden in the streets and alleys that flashed from time to time, all of this. The water friends in the live broadcast room were shocked.
The King of Bad Movies: "Your special effects are so awesome!"
"Yes, yes! This vision! Invincible!"
Teletubbies died of murder and rewarded 99 coins in the super thriller live broadcast room: "Don't ask me why I kneel down to watch the live broadcast!"
Master Tieling Biao rewarded the super thriller live broadcast room with 1 Yuanbao: "Anchor, is that wretched man next to you your manager?"
The King of Bad Movies rewards a super thriller live broadcast room with a paper boat! ! !
"Anchor, give me a chance! Our Worst Film Studio sincerely invites you to join! With a talent and team like yours, doing live broadcasts is really humiliating."
"Holy shit! Paper boat?! This is the first time I've seen such a gift!"
"There are also special effects!"
A white dragon boat floated past the live broadcast room, and the sudden huge reward was beyond my expectation.
Originally, I just imitated the mysterious woman and left immediately after pretending to be cool. Unexpectedly, I had an unexpected gain.
The King of Bad Movies: "Anchor, I'm your biggest fan. I watch every live broadcast you do! My studio is in Xinhu City. You can find it when you ask around. Our reputation in the industry is very good!" "
Looking at the barrage sent by the King of Bad Movies, I nodded: "Don't worry, your ID has told me that your studio's reputation will never be 'bad'. I will definitely come over when I have time."
A paper boat is equivalent to a hundred yuan, and I will be given at least ten extra points in the final scoring of the show! Just for these ten points, I must go and meet him in person.
"If you dare to reward a paper boat, according to the reward rules of the show, I'm afraid this guy is in danger." Out of morality, I felt it was necessary to talk to him in person and remind him, but the premise of all this is that I Able to escape from dreams.
The reward for the paper boat was an unexpected episode. I took my mobile phone and left the building with Truman.
There were no accidents during the process of going downstairs. Most of the doors in the high-rise building were knocked open. It was empty inside, and the thoughts had already flown away.
"We're lucky. We just have a time difference. If we wait for the party and the thoughts fly back, it will be difficult to go downstairs." Escaped from the building, I followed the route I had memorized before and walked through the streets.
After coming out of the building, Truman and I clearly felt that something had changed in the dream city, as if it had come to life. The buildings that had been built for countless years also became weirder, like monsters with their mouths open, waiting. Prey enters on its own initiative.
"Anchor, I always feel that we are being followed." Truman looked back from time to time and looked around, but found nothing.
"Speed up!" The feeling of being spied on always lingered in my mind, and I couldn't get rid of it. I used my eyes to check, but there was no gain, so I had to give up.
"It seems that I still underestimated the danger of deep dreams. I hope it's not something weird." I have a lot of cards, and it's not the end yet.
Now that our whereabouts have been exposed and there is no way to avoid the prying eyes, Truman and I are too lazy to hide and run wildly on the street.
"Anchor, this is not the way to go. I think it's better for us to find a safe place to hide first." Truman seemed frightened and felt something was wrong with everything he looked at. In fact, you can't blame him, in this completely unfamiliar world , nothing can be relied on, and murderous intent may be hidden everywhere.
"I'm afraid it's too late." I narrowed my eyes. The reason why I said this was because I saw the human-shaped shadows on the wall seemed to be moving with me and Truman!
"These abandoned memories seem to come alive." I lowered my voice and tried to look calm to prevent the human shadows from seeing anything.
"The streets and alleys of this city are full of human-shaped shadows. If they all come alive, there will be no place for us to hide!" Truman looked sad. He felt that he had seriously underestimated the horror of deep dreams.
"They are just abandoned memory fragments. In terms of threat, they should not be as big as thoughts, let alone compared with nightmares." When I comforted Truman, the humanoid shadows on the wall were already moving very clearly. They were like The water stains seeping out from the wall became increasingly clear.
"Let's go!"
Not daring to stop, we ran at full speed. During this period, Truman and I also encountered random thoughts, and finally shook them off with great difficulty.
Twenty minutes later, I arrived at the three-way intersection. Looking at the phone booth that was very inconsistent with the surrounding environment, I actually felt a little nervous.
I was standing on a high building overlooking the city just now. I used my discerning eye to observe carefully and found only this one phone booth. This shows that even in deep dreams, phone booths are extremely special and unusual.
"Is there any possibility that Ye Bing and Xia Qingzhi called me from this phone booth?" If the above speculation is true, then Ye Bing and Xia Qingzhi are probably not far from the phone booth. I only need to search this phone booth. It is possible to find them in the surrounding areas!
The phone booth is in the middle of the three-way intersection. There is no building that can block the view next to it. It is easy to expose yourself when you walk over. But at this time, I don’t care so much. I asked Truman to hide in a three-story blue building next to him. I raised my head and glanced around to make sure I had no thoughts, and ran decisively to the phone booth in the middle of the three-way intersection.
"Three-way intersections in dreams should represent choices and confusion, and the phone booth is right in the middle of the three-way intersection. What does this mean?" I opened the glass door and entered the phone booth. It was a cabinet-style phone booth with glass partitions all around. Open, there is a phone hanging vertically in the middle.
"This phone call is interesting." I picked up the phone and put it to my ear. I could hear a busy tone, indicating that the phone was working normally.
I looked at the phone buttons. In addition to the most basic numbers, there were two function buttons. One said hands-free and the other said message.
"It's a very ordinary phone call, but I don't know if I can make it." When I was wanted by the whole city, I wrote down the phone numbers of many people in my mobile phone. I just happened to give it a try: "Old Liu has superb Taoism and is upright. He never does anything bad, so there shouldn't be any problems if you give him a beating."
I casually pressed Liu Xiazi's mobile phone number. After waiting for a while, I still heard the busy signal in my ears.
Then I tried several more calls, including Ye Bing's, but without success.
"Is the method of using this phone different from that of a normal phone?" I held the phone, looked at the function keys on the phone, and pressed the message button with the intention of giving it a try.
The moment the button was pressed, the busy tone on the microphone disappeared.
I took a breath, concentrated on it, and tensed my nerves. After two or three seconds, a familiar voice came from the phone.
"Is anyone there? If you can hear this recording, please don't hang up the phone or leave right away. I mean no harm. I just hope you can listen to me for a few words. I seem to have forgotten a lot of things. I and this I feel out of place in the world, and I always feel like I am from another place. It feels very strange, as if I am sleepwalking..."
The message was very long, but after I listened carefully, I calmed down: "This is Ye Bing's voice, but the time flow rate between deep dreams and reality is different. She stayed here for too long, and it seemed that she couldn't even remember her own name. Forgot."
After hanging up the phone, I stood blankly in the phone booth: "How do I find her? In such a huge dream city, it is so difficult to find a woman who has almost lost her memory."
"Forget it, why are you thinking so much? I can't protect myself. Even if I find Ye Bing, I can't take her out." I turned to leave, but at this time I thought of another question, how did Ye Bing get through the phone number of the underworld show? of? How did she know the cell phone number of the show phone? How could she know something that even I, the anchor, don’t know?
Picking up the phone again, I ran my fingers over the number keys: "Did someone tell her? Or..."
With the mentality of giving it a try, I pressed my mobile phone number.