Chapter 173

"Damn it, stop that brat!" Jiang Lin just wanted to go up to stop her, and dragged Lou Qianrao over, but unexpectedly, a tree branch hit her body, the kind that passed through...

Tsk, it became a virtual image again.

"Boss, boss?" Jiang Lin turned her head abruptly when she heard the voice, and looked at the man with a distorted painting style on the ground.

Suddenly feeling that the voice didn't seem to come from her, Jiang Lin turned her head and looked behind her again. Sure enough, there was someone there, and it was the normal Lou Qianrao!
It turned out that it wasn't her who was twisted and deformed on the ground.This is quite similar to Si Dao's side.

Sometimes the dream is to dream of the first perspective and integrate into a plot, and sometimes the dream is to look at "self" from the perspective of a third party. Now, this dream is the second situation.

When Lou Qianrao saw Jiang Lin, she rushed over and gave Jiang Lin a big hug.In the dream, she does everything out of her subconscious mind, which is what people say that she thinks day by day and dreams at night, and whatever she does in the dream can reflect the real you.

Seeing Lou Qianrao like this, Jiang Lin unconsciously gave a doting smile, stroking her hair as if she were treating her illusory sister.

Next, Jiang Lin planned to wake up Lou Qianrao and make her realize that she was dreaming.

But obviously, compared to Si Dao's smooth progress, Lou Qianrao spent a lot of effort on his side, because this guy's reaction was a bit slower, and his mental power was not as strong as her and Si Dao's.

After finally getting Lou Qianrao to understand, Jiang Lin began to reveal her purpose again.

"I want to see the deepest part of your consciousness, which requires you to keep dreaming."

Lou Qianrao was stunned, "How can I keep dreaming?"

"It's very simple. We can just follow the plot in your dream. If you keep dreaming, there will always be a moment when you touch the depths. At that time, you should see something interesting." Jiang Lin always felt that there should be more than Si Dao. With that kind of black chain, maybe it also exists in the depths of Lou Qianrao's consciousness.Because, she seemed to hear voices in herself before, and she didn't think it was a pure illusion.

"Okay." Lou Qianrao responded.

Then Jiang Lin watched Lou Qianrao's weird dream with her.

"Can you control the painting style? It's strange that everyone is like a building block and softened." In fact, Jiang Lin couldn't understand what Lou Qianrao was dreaming about!
Lou Qianrao blushed, "This, concubine, oh no, I can't do it."

In fact, Lou Qianrao knew a little about these dreams, because they were all spelled out from past memories, and they were all not good memories.

"That's your brother." Jiang Lin pointed to a melted building block covered in blue and white clothes.

"Uh, um." Lou Qianrao nodded shyly.

"Have you been bullied too badly?" Jiang Lin poked Lou Qianrao's shoulder.

"No way, if I resist my brother, he will definitely go back and tell my mother..." Lou Qianrao couldn't help but tremble when thinking about it now.

"That's not your mother, that kind of person doesn't even have the qualifications to live in the world, rotten person, scum!" Jiang Lin stroked Lou Qianrao's hair, "It's all over, isn't it?"

"Passed?" Lou Qianrao was a little dazed, then nodded with certainty in her eyes, and fixed her flickering eyes on Jiang Lin, "Yes, it's all passed!"

Now she is full and happy.

At this moment, the picture changed suddenly. To the surprise of Jiang Lin and Lou Qianrao, the room below turned into a room, which looked familiar...

In other words, can you sigh that the painting style is finally back?
(End of this chapter)

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