Welcome to the world of strange dreams

Fu Minghui returned to the boundary of the seabed again.

The seniors were gone, and after the warship that stood like a flag began to shatter and collapse, other ships also disintegrated.

She never knew that destruction could be so spectacular.

It was like the end of an era, and the heroes turned and left.

The glory and glory of the past, pain or happiness, victory and defeat, all turned into the dust of time.

Like the dust rising from the bottom of the sea, it will eventually become silent.

Fu Minghui stood there, unable to move.

She saw many phantoms of humans standing up from the ruins of the warship cemetery, and then drifting to an unknown distance.

It seemed to be a void, and it seemed to be a darkness. It was impossible to see clearly or penetrate it. It was so far away that it was unfathomable.

And some of those people, or souls, looked like soldiers, wearing military uniforms from various countries.

There were also many ordinary civilians, even those dressed in modern clothes, but most of them had the appearance and physical characteristics of the residents of the island, and they just walked past her.

They really seemed to have passed through the wilderness between life and death, crossing from the real world into another unknown.

Thinking about it, the soldier probably died in that naval battle, but he didn't escape at that time. He was trapped for many years, and now he can finally leave.

Those local people must be ordinary people who were tempted to commit suicide by the wizards and were used as sacrifices to the Japanese.

"Thank you." Suddenly, a woman's voice came from behind.

Fu Minghui was excited.

There was a sudden sound behind An Jing. Even if the sound was very gentle, even if it was out of gratitude, he would still be startled, right?

She turned around instinctively, and then remembered that she must not turn around when called in a strange place, otherwise the sun fire on her shoulders would be extinguished, and it was already too late.

Fortunately, the other party didn't mean any harm, and she actually saw a beautiful smiling face.

It looks familiar, but I can't remember it at the moment.

The girl probably noticed her doubts, and suddenly tilted her neck, stuck out her tongue, and widened her eyes, showing a look of terror.

Fu Minghui instinctively took a step back, but he also recognized that this was the girl she saw hanging in the mangrove forest on the island.

Behind her, there were four vague figures, large and small, who must be their family.

All living things fear death, it is instinct.

But once transformed into the state of death, most people will look away and feel relieved unless they die unjustly or in vain.

After all, if you don’t want to let go, what can you do if you don’t let go?

Now this girl is like this, her expression is very relaxed.

"I no longer have to be trapped in this cold seabed. I can go where I need to go. Thank you very much." She said again.

Fu Minghui didn't know how to answer. Could it be that he said: Have a good trip?

So she just smiled and nodded.

The girl turned around to leave, but suddenly turned around and threw herself in front of Fu Minghui, "It's time for you to leave too!"

Saying that, he suddenly piled up.

Suddenly, Fu Minghui woke up from his dream.

After realizing that it was just a dream and not entering the border, she closed her eyes and sighed for a while.

"Are you having a nightmare?" A deep and rich man's voice came from beside him, the kind that could make one's ears pregnant.

Fu Minghui shook his head, "It's just a dream..."

Not a nightmare by any means, but not a sweet dream either.

But she didn't expect that the girl whom she had never met before and whose body she had only seen would come to say goodbye and thank her.

Even though my heart still feels cold and numb when I think about it, and I feel like I’m scared to death, coming out to work is meaningful after all.

Looking back, Luo Zhao was sitting next to her, and she felt even more at ease.

When we came back, we no longer had to pretend that we didn't know each other, so we naturally took the same flight.

Fu Minghui was very happy about this, thinking that even if the plane crashed, it would be nice to go to hell with Luo Zhao.

If she was stranded on a desert island, he could take her to survive.

This thought crossed her mind once and for all, and she was quite surprised: Could it be that her feelings for Luo Zhao had reached the stage of life and death?

It's a pity that she has a shaved head and a hot head...

She has such a secret crush that she often imagines various plots in her head, which is great for her.

"Then don't continue sleeping. The plane will land soon." Luo Zhao said, "We are almost home."

Fu Minghui quickly straightened up from where he was lying on his seat. He saw the scenery on the ground slowly getting closer through the porthole window and felt inexplicably happy.

Yes, we're home.

Every time I come back from traveling abroad, everything I see in China feels very familiar.

This is the Chinese people’s sense of belonging to their homeland.

After thinking about this, he looked at Luo Zhao again.

Luo Zhao seemed to understand the meaning in her eyes, nodded and said, "Don't worry, senior has returned safely as well."

This made Fu Minghui sigh again: There are so many black technologies in the 749th game! Moreover, Luo Zhao was traveling, but he brought all the equipment with him. Does this mean he was ready to fight at any time?

She originally put the finger bones of her predecessor in an exquisite box, but then she thought that when she went to a distant place to receive the spirit, she would call out the name of the deceased when crossing mountains and seas, so as not to lose him or her. .

But she started muttering in a low voice since she left the house. Luo Zhao was surprised at first, but when he heard what she said was "Senior, follow me, let's go home", he told her that it didn't have to be like this.

"Because the new container can lock the energy." His scientific saying.

"Well, no matter how far you go with the soul collecting magic weapon, your soul will not be lost." She said from the metaphysics school.

They can actually understand each other and reach the same goal through different paths.

"I'll pick you up early tomorrow morning." Luo Zhao said to Fu Minghui while waiting for his luggage after getting off the plane.

Among the three men traveling with them, except for Lu Dachui, Luo Zhao and Zhang Jianhui's luggage were all carried on the plane, which is typical of traveling around the world with a backpack.

But Fu Minghui and Yun Ke are different. Two girls, four big boxes. If it is not first class, it will exceed the scope of checked baggage.

But since they had to leave together, the two straight men had no choice but to wait.

Fu Minghui was still curious about how they successfully passed the security check. After all, on the surface, the procedures were the same as ordinary people.

And although she knew that Luo Zhao was talking about sending the finger bones back to see him, but... tomorrow morning?

"Aren't you even allowed to take care of the jet lag?" she sighed.

"It's only four or five hours, not counting the time difference."

"Can't you take a day off?"

"Isn't vacation just about rest?" Luo Zhao asked back.

Fu Minghui snorted and looked away.

He calls their experience on the island a vacation?

A narrow escape from death, continuous fights, evil spirits, heroes, and monsters are all here. This is clearly an adventure!

Is this a vacation? It's obviously a tribulation, right?

"You also want your senior to return to his hometown as soon as possible and be laid to rest, right?" Luo Zhao immorally threw out his trump card.

Okay, he was defeated.

Not only that, Luo Zhao continued, "I want to explain in advance that sending seniors home is not strictly within the scope of work tasks. Therefore, the bureau will probably not reimburse travel expenses..."

That's okay, I just went out to play and fight monsters.

This time it's a private matter.

Enter the fifth dream, named Big Hero.

Chapter 208 is still locked, so I applied for editor help to read it.

Because I changed it, but it’s still no good.

It's really annoying. From now on, I can only add symbols or other deformations between words that I think are dangerous.

I'm sorry that it affects everyone's reading experience, but I can't help it...

The chapter where I express my emotions in this way, the core of the whole story, I wrote with great reverence.