When he could almost smell the strange smell emitted by the night watchman, Sean was staring at two places at the same time: the "quiet contemplation" obtained in Shambhala practice, and staring at himself with various stress colors emerging in his heart. On the other hand, he was quietly watching the approaching giant.
No, you are not here to find me. Even though the thing was still coming at him, his poker was still so sure and shocking.
Just as Moonlight was doubtful about Sean's judgment, she saw the night watchman gently swaying his long tail and hovering about ten meters away from them. The massive head craned forward, peering into a chamber in the wall.
With a pop, the membrane of the chamber was broken. A man burst out of the chamber and passed under the Night Watcher, running as fast as he could. The man had a strong build and seemed to be a spiritualist. He threw out his spiritual hook while running and fled towards the far end.
Apparently, he had escaped from the dream before, but had been hiding in the chamber. Being watched by night watchmen, he had no choice but to run away.
The giant creature twisted and chased. Although the man was extremely fast, the night watchman seemed unhurried.
Its fingers traced strange trajectories in the air, and the strokes were lengthened as they moved, like fresh green scars in the air. The long three-dimensional traces seem to be runes unique to this place. In this corridor of eternal sleep, the runes inspired some kind of special permanent magic...
Since the night watchman had turned his back to him, Sean dared to stand up and watch. He saw that the whole corridor seemed to be stimulated to resonate with something. Starting from the night watchman, the fluorescence gradually increased gradually. When the strong light swept to the escaper, something suddenly floated around his head...
Sean squinted and saw that the thing floating out was... While he was still looking for the answer, he saw a strange scenery spreading under the man's footsteps. The shadows of the trees were thick, and it turned out to be a forest in the dark night. And what floated out of his mind had the answer - it was the night fog in the forest.
Apparently he had witnessed a similar scene. The man in black robe who had lowered his head before stared at it feverishly and spoke in a depressed tone, seeming to be happy to share this despair: "The night watchman inspired his nightmare. The nightmare will Defeat the mind of any escapee, without exception!"
They watched the man running through the forest of night mist that suddenly emerged. In the dense forest, something was running with him.
It was something gray and filthy. It has a towering body, countless limbs, and runs with a noisy movement. Its body was obscured by the rapidly passing shadows of trees and appeared to be fragmented. From time to time, it turned its huge, lifeless face and let out a chilling laugh.
The man's movements obviously became stiff. He threw out the spirit essence in an unorganized manner and pulled on his body, trying to get rid of the nightmare. But no matter how fast he ran, the nightmare that spread from his mind followed him like a shadow.
Trying to get rid of the nightmare was like trying to get rid of himself. It is precisely this urge to escape that devours people.
The man was too frightened, and his body lost its previous decisiveness. He seemed to have kicked something, and after a stagger, his body lost balance and rolled to the ground. His own fear finally burst out in the forest... No one could understand it. What does the main body of his nightmare symbolize? Onlookers can only vaguely distinguish broken wooden houses, mudslides, and drowned, solidified and wailing corpses from the ominous mass...
The night watchman swam several times, followed calmly, circled in the air, and danced some kind of strange dance above the devoured man.
The man's face appeared above the mud, breathing heavily and rolling his eyes. The night fog, the forest, and the monsters all slowly converged into his head.
"I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming..."
what sound? Sean was momentarily alert. As the night watchers circled and glided through the air, the corridors echoed with strange chants. It was the Raleye language recorded in the "Investigation Report". The grammar was perverted and jumpy, and the pronunciation was extremely hoarse and strange.
What unfolded in front of Sean and others was a scene that could be called a nightmare: a huge night watcher danced and circled in the sky, stirring the humid air in the corridor. Below it, a man gasping for breath is absorbing his filthy nightmare with his head. Around the stage, people in sleeping coffins are closing their eyes and chanting in unison in a language they have never learned. :
"Dream, dream.
Life is a great sleep, flowing in a hurry!
What is the difference between dreams and reality? What is the difference between dreams and reality?
What a fool to wake up! ——Long sleep and dream are enough to forget the cold winter!
Lalaye awaits you... fall into a dream, fall into a dream.
Life is a great sleep, flowing in a hurry! "
The night watchman stopped dancing, and stretched his giant claws downward toward the dreamer's head, which had absorbed more than half of the mud, forest, and night fog.
It seems that the narration can keep oneself focused without falling into drowsiness, and the moonlight is still shaking the card with difficulty: "A person who wakes up once will be put into the eternal dream jar - it is a kind of dream that is absolutely impossible to wake up from. Container, because..."
Before the narration was finished, Sean was so shocked by the scene before him that his mouth opened slightly - the bright green runes that were originally stuck in the air caught up and began to coil around the night watchman's fingertips. The head of the man on the ground, which clearly had a hard skull, suddenly bulged strangely. Then, under the stimulation of the bright green rune, his skull burst, and his brain was squeezed out of the Tianling Gai as if giving birth from an egg...
It is difficult for a sober person to completely maintain his sanity in front of such a scene. Fortunately, Sean and his team have tough souls that can withstand all this. However, the man in black robe was lying on the ground trembling as if he had a fever. It was only the glimmer of light in Evan Burns' palm that kept him from going crazy.
The man's brain floated upwards connected to his notochord, and some kind of mucus dripped on his empty body. Like some kind of precious jellyfish, it floated up into one of the night watcher's upside-down glass jars. There is no doubt that that is the "Eternal Dream Jar" that Moonlight mentioned.
Of course I can't wake up - Sean shook his head in disbelief: Even his body is gone, what else can he do except dream...
The lid of the jar was gently tightened, and there was a green glimmer flowing in the gyri. Kluwetan's minions seemed to have accomplished a great thing, holding the Jar of Everlasting Dreams that was no longer empty and swimming into the darkness with their long tails swinging.
…
They panted in the darkness for a long time, until everyone adjusted their minds to a relatively normal state before they dared to relight the bonfire. The green fire was lit, and everyone sat in silence with lingering fear. The man in black robe shrank and warmed himself by the fire, staring straight at the bonfire, seeming to be mumbling something...
"Why..." Sean broke the silence, "Why are there these things... Jar of Everlasting Dreams, Corridor of Everlasting Sleep?
"What does Kluwetan need so many dreamers?"
The man in black robe seemed shocked that Sean dared to call that name here. He raised his finger in front of his mouth in panic and shushed, and then looked around nervously.
"His name is Lucente." Moonlight raised her chin in the direction of the man, "The guy who woke up first before us. He didn't explore the details, so he's not very courageous. But here he has summarized a set of survival rules. If it weren't for him, our life here would be even more difficult..."
Lucente's voice became a little sharp due to complaints: "You explorers just don't understand awe! I always said that you should leave as soon as possible, but you just don't listen...!"
Ivan interrupted Lucente's complaint: "Xiao, you just woke up, and you must have many questions in your mind...
"It might be difficult to explain it to you just sitting here. Let's take you somewhere to see it."
Evan Burns stood up and led Sean towards the darkness of the corridor.
