After Xiaobai left, Wayne was still thinking about its words.
"Anyway, it doesn't take coercive measures against me. Maybe it's because it can't do that?"
He took out the diary that was placed prominently on the table.
Although he expected that Chris would one day find some plausible clues from this diary, he didn't know if it was because she was too disciplined that she never looked through it once.
He wrote today's content.
After hesitating for a long time, I only wrote one sentence: Xiaobai, something doesn’t seem right.
He threw the diary into the drawer and walked around the study in frustration, racking his brains for possible countermeasures.
According to the information it told him, the strange dreams he had were all because of the intrusion of power from another world.
That kind of power can "witch" some strange or even imaginary things, thus presenting a contaminated and distorted effect.
Now those dreams don't have the power to really hurt themselves, but they will become stronger and stronger and gradually affect everyone in this world.
After understanding it, Wayne always felt full of a sense of violation.
But if the truth is as Xiaobai said, the violation is normal.
Because that is indeed another completely unrelated world system that wants to devour the world he is in now.
The plan given by Xiaobai is to use the powerful magic from that high-dimensional world to fight against the danger in the bud.
In this way, as long as you work hard enough, you can maintain peace in the real world to the greatest extent.
"Let's see... wait until the real world is really affected..."
In addition to the hot pot monster I dreamed about this time, on the day of the school party, I also fell asleep suddenly and dreamed of a dark forest.
The same silver moonlight is also full of unreality.
Is that also a force from another world affecting me?
Wayne was very impressed by the strange words that appeared at that time.
"Ask me, do you also feel...pain? What does this mean?"
He felt that it must be a certain person or a certain consciousness that wanted to convey some important message to him.
Compared to Xiaobai's words, inexplicably, he found that voice that he had never met before to be more credible.
However, Wayne didn't know how to connect with that voice again.
"I came into contact with Poppy dolls and then fell into the dream."
He was sure of this, and the sleepiness he felt at that time was completely sudden.
So, after washing up.
Under the worried eyes of the maids, Wayne ran to the courtyard with a thin blanket and got into Xiaobai's doghouse.
Xiaobai was relaxing on the cushion given to him by Pokerland. When he saw his sudden appearance, he jumped up in fright.
"What...what are you going to do?"
"Do me a favor. I'll sleep in your bed today, and you can sleep in mine."
Wayne was not in the mood to say anything to it, so he pushed Xiaobai off the mat and rolled himself up with a thin blanket.
Warmth and peace enveloped me.
Xiaobai looked at himself standing on the cold open ground in shock, and then at Wayne occupying his warm bed.
Then, it became furious.
"Woof woof woof woof!"
The shrill and sharp barking of dogs echoed throughout the Duke's Mansion.
It bit the cushion under Wayne, trying to take back his bed.
However, due to insufficient bite force, the pad fell out of the dog's mouth several times.
"You're so useless."
Wayne scoffed.
Except for being more agile when jumping, in other aspects, its physical fitness is no different from that of an ordinary puppy.
Sometimes he couldn't help but wonder if it was the dog in front of him who summoned a huge thunder and lightning that day.
"The thunder and lightning you called that day, try it again."
Xiaobai didn't say a word, but kept barking at him, making him upset and unable to sleep.
Wayne was so evil that he wanted to catch it and teach it a lesson.
But it was very agile and avoided Wayne's claws, and it saw the opportunity and jumped back into the mat.
"I told you that you can sleep in my bed! Today, this kennel belongs to me!"
Wayne dragged the mat and shook it, trying to get rid of it.
Xiaobai glared at him, kept barking, and refused to leave, stubbornly guarding his kennel.
Neither one person nor one dog would give in, and they struggled with each other in the dog house.
Dogs want to bite people, people want to hit dogs.
Without using magic, the man and the dog evenly fought to a draw, and the battle fell into a stalemate.
"What's wrong with letting me sleep for one night?!"
Wayne was furious.
He felt that he had raised this dog in vain, remembering that he had worked so hard to take care of it when it was weak.
Just when the short intermission was over and the second half was about to start, the door of the dog house suddenly made an unusual "bang!" sound.
Chris broke in through the door.
"What...are you doing?" Her expression was hard to explain.
…
Under the impartial and impartial arbitration of Miss Chris, Wayne's unreasonable claims were dismissed.
Moreover, we must shake hands with Xiaobai and make peace.
There was silence in the air for a while.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have robbed your nest." After Vern said this with difficulty, he grabbed a dog's paw and shook it.
Chris nodded with satisfaction, "Well, as long as we shake hands, we are still good friends."
Which plane's rule is this? Playing house? !
Wayne was filled with resentment.
Xiaobai made a "woof" sound with no meaning.
Wayne actually saw pride and smugness in its actions.
Before Wayne could continue to say harsh words, Chris dragged Wayne away from the kennel.
"So, why do you suddenly want to sleep in a doghouse?"
She wanted to hear his reasons.
"Uh..." Wayne said, "Actually, I just don't sleep well. I've been having nightmares lately."
"So you want Xiaobai's mat?" she asked.
Wayne nodded sincerely.
"Just do something else. Why are you trying to compete with Xiaobai?"
Hearing this explanation, Chris was angry and funny.
She thought for a moment: "Let's do this. I'll stay with you first, and then I'll go back to my room when you fall asleep."
Wayne:! ! !
Ah, this...isn't this bad?
Rationally, he told himself that he should refuse sternly without any pretense, but emotionally he was a little reluctant.
He followed Chris back to the bedroom with a confused look on his face.
"Go to sleep."
Chris moved a stool to the bed and prepared to sit down.
"Ah, won't you sleep with me?" Wayne blurted out.
Chrissy:? ? ?
"What are you thinking!" She raised her finger and flicked him hard on the head.
"Go to sleep!"
With a bad voice.
Wayne said aggrievedly.
It was you who said the ambiguous words first, so I misunderstood them.
But seeing that Chris was already a little angry, he didn't dare to tease her any more, so he lifted the quilt and lay back down.
A dreamless night.
