Trying to pretend to be human today

Chapter 135 Notes and Dreams
"Didn't dream?" Baisu raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure?"

The news heard from the abbot of the temple does not seem to be false, and the nightmare-like lethargy of human beings last night was also true.

How come, didn't you dream?

Baisu stared at An Xiangwen's head, and seeing the latter sent chills down his spine.

An Xiangwen was sore all over and tried to retreat, trying to avoid Baisu's gaze.

He always felt that Baisu was thinking about something very dangerous.

The fact is also the same, Baisu once again came up with the idea of ​​what a delicate organ the human brain is, and has the urge to open the skull to have a look, it seems that just poking in from the bottom of the eye socket is not enough.

Why didn't you dream?The dark-haired youth lowered his eyes.

An Xiangwen flinched for a while, and got off the floor from the other side of the bed.

The moment the body left the hard bed, the muscles released a soothing sound, and the humans slowly opened up the distance. He looked to the side and found that Baisu's eyes were following him.

Isn't it just not dreaming?Oh no...it seems like a dream?

In fact, people seldom remember their dreams completely. It is enough to have a little impression of the beginning and end of the dream. If they can remember the whole thing, it probably has a superior memory.

Or, in a certain aspect of the brain is more developed, An Xiangwen will not be able to remember the proper nouns for a while without reading the professional literature.

But why is Baisu so obsessed with dreams?

An Xiangwen couldn't figure it out, and asked hesitantly, "Brother Bai, did you have a nightmare last night?"

Then An Xiangwen was looked back by Baisu with the eyes of looking at useless things.

An Xiangwen:? ? ?

The curly-haired youth had a sad face.

He sleeps very uncomfortable at night, and no matter how he wakes up, he will be disgusted by others.

An Xiangwen thought for a while, and decided to save his impression in Baisu's mind: "Brother Bai is like this. Most of the time, dreams will be forgotten after waking up, so it's normal not to remember."

"And the quality of my sleep last night was...better?" An Xiangwen described his feelings, "I haven't slept so deeply for a long time, and I slept until dawn. Brother Bai, you know that when I sleep in the hospital, I will get old at night. Awake."

That's because human beings were dragged into a dream by the thing behind the temple last night, so it's strange to wake up.

Baisu couldn't find out the content from the human beings, so he could only give up.

It seems that what Buddha does not want to cause panic now.

He threw An Xiangwen away after using it up, and waved for the humans to wash up.

An Xiangwen dragged his sore body to go, grinning his teeth as he walked, and kept complaining that the accommodation conditions in the temple were really hard.

Human beings came back from washing, and communicated with other tourists, and found that everyone's sleep experience at night was similar.

I slept soundly, and my back hurt.

Because I can't think of any other reason, everyone can only attribute it to the fact that the bed board is too hard.

The doubts raised by some people who like to sleep on hard beds were ignored, and the small voice was drowned in the noise of most people.

When An Xiangwen returned to the room, he didn't see Baisu, but only saw Baisu's things still in the house.

Probably out for a stroll?

An Xiangwen picked up his mobile phone, quickly read the message he received last night, locked the screen after replying, and picked up the power bank to charge it.

Then he found that the power bank's power was reduced by half.

An Xiangwen's pupils trembled.

"Why... Isn't this a new one!" The curly-haired youth turned over the small piece of metal equipment and looked at it, "Why did it run out of electricity!"

After thinking about it for a long time, the human being sighed and threw the power bank into the bag, and replaced it with a new one.

He doesn't bring much other things, but the power bank is definitely enough.

After charging the battery, An Xiangwen sat back on the bed and kept wrapping his right arm back, trying to relieve the soreness on his shoulders.

After moving his arms twice, An Xiangwen saw Baisu's book on the table in front of him.

When the black-haired youth left, he didn't take the things back, and just laid them flat on the table.

Speaking of which, Brother Bai seemed a little...weak today?
An Xiangwen touched his chin. Although he was weak, he was not easy to get close to, but his temperament was slightly peaceful.

It's almost the same state as in the hospital. Could it be that Brother Bai was injured?

An Xiangwen thought about it for a while, and felt that the way his brother Bai threatened him in the morning could hit him eight times. The injury might be his illusion.

Hey, Brother Bai is Brother Bai.

Humans withdrew their thoughts and looked back at the table in front of them.

This seems to be the notebook where Brother Bai wrote those strange things.

An Xiangwen felt a little itchy when he recalled his glimpse.

How about... he sees?

Anyway, Brother Bai is not here now.

The human quietly stood up, and moved to the table little by little.

The cover of the book is ordinary, just the kind that can be bought in stationery stores everywhere.

There was a pen in the middle of the book, so An Xiangwen simply opened that page, so that it would be convenient for him to turn back and cover it... Go.

The human's eyes widened suddenly.

He was shocked to see the map of the temple drawn for each route, which was far more detailed than what they had walked through yesterday during the day.

Looking further down, the scribbled strokes drew a covered head, with only a hole in the face revealing a red light, wearing a purple cassock... He, he—

An Xiangwen saw that there was a black fountain pen sandwiched between the notebooks.

He felt dizzy.

It may also be sleep stupid.

Otherwise, how can you see other colors from the black painting?
……

Baisu did go out for a walk, he went to find Wei Wenxue.

The female pilgrim lived on the other side, and he knocked on the door before calling out.

The situation of the flaxen-haired girl was similar to that of An Xiangwen, her arms were not arms, her legs were not legs, and she still staggered a little when she walked out.

Compared with An Xiangwen's big heart, Wei Wenxue was a little more puzzled.

"Mr. Bai, are you also...?" She looked puzzled.

The black-haired young man who had nothing strange nodded in agreement, and rubbed his neck pretendingly: "Yes, so I came to ask you."

Wei Wenxue paused, and chose to exchange information.

"I felt... last night..." The flaxen-haired girl hesitated, she wasn't sure if her memory was wrong, "I didn't seem to be lying on the bed, but I woke up during the day..."

Wei Wenxue remained silent, covering her back that seemed to have been bumped several times.

Baisu understood the movements in seconds.

Isn't it the monk who helped "help" him to bed?Probably hit it.

"Maybe I was too sleepy, I went to bed in a daze and don't remember." Baisu helped the monks round up, and then changed the subject, "Did Miss Wei have any dreams at night?"

"Dream? No, right... I slept very hard." Wei Wenxue pressed her forehead, "I haven't slept like this for a long time."

It should be said that she has been sleeping very lightly, it shouldn't be...

Wei Wenxue couldn't figure it out, but Baisu came to a conclusion after asking two familiar humans.

They were indeed dragged into the dream net last night, but they woke up with no memory.

Does it mean...you can do whatever you want in your dream?

After all, no one will remember when they wake up.

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