Welcome to the world of strange dreams

After Luo Zhao replied, she made another suggestion.

"I don't think you need to follow them so closely. If you are here, they may naturally feel nervous and some things are not easy to communicate."

It's also possible that some information won't appear at all.

"Just protect it secretly."

It wouldn't work if she didn't protect her, she was afraid.

The reason why we chose a time when Luo Zhao was free was because he didn't want him to be busy directing things outside. If she entered the border before the coordination time, he might suddenly have to put aside his work and come directly to protect her.

She couldn't help much other than being a good bait, but she tried not to cause trouble.

She didn't know that in addition to her role in absorbing ghosts, her ability to hear and respond was a powerful help to Luo Zhao and others.

If this was a game, she would be the nanny.

It is easy to attract hatred and be chased by the opponent, but it has made great contributions to the side and definitely needs to be protected.

Luo Zhao replied to her, explaining the time when she could enter the border.

In fact, Luo Zhao was worried, but he also felt that maybe she needed a little initiative and a little exercise. Anyway, he would definitely protect her and never let her get hurt.

Fu Minghui was very tired, but in order to resist the sleepiness, he simply played games for a while. Until ten o'clock in the evening, the time agreed with Luo Zhao, she immediately went to bed to "sleep".

The strange thing is that she can usually fall asleep with her head on the pillow. Sometimes the energy of something in the boundary resonates with her, causing her to temporarily lose consciousness, including but not limited to fainting, being trapped, or taking a nap. Today she is obviously sleepy. Very, but not sleepy at all.

Finally, she was really irritable from tossing and turning, so she got out of bed and got a glass of water.

Just then, I felt a light flashing through the window.

It seemed like there was some kind of light show.

She hesitated for a moment, then moved towards the window.

Suddenly, a round, black thing came out of the window.

Head!

She was startled and the water glass in her hand fell to the ground.

But the panic lasted less than a second, and then she realized she had entered the border.

It just happened so suddenly!

It was such a sudden attack!

It’s so unconventional!

She probably fell asleep accidentally and was pulled in.

Human consciousness is so difficult to control that you can't even tell whether you are awake or asleep, and sometimes you can't tell the difference between dreams and reality.

She looked at her watch.

really.

The water glass hit her feet directly before, but she didn't feel any pain or wetness.

This explains the problem...

Looking at the ward, where is hers? It is clearly 403!

However, Zhen Xiaotao was missing on the bed, and the quilt was lifted, as if he had walked out on his own.

Now, the head at the window raises, who is it if it's not Zhen Xiaotao?

"Ah, I was caught by grandma." Zhen Xiaotao smiled a little guilty and a little embarrassed.

Then, the whole person jumps in.

That vigorous and agile...

But don’t you want to imitate Sadako? Even when he was in a vegetative state, Sadako's films were widely circulated.

But wait! grandmother? Did Grandma Zhen show up too?

Fu Minghui turned around quickly, only to find that besides her and Zhen Xiaotao, there was no third "person" in the room.

"Are you looking for a weapon to hit me?" Zhen Xiaotao quickly begged for mercy, "Don't fight, don't fight. Grandma, I was wrong. I don't dare to come back late next time."

"You are only allowed to eat one bowl of rice today!" Grandma Zhen said angrily and dotingly.

Fu Minghui swore that she didn't speak.

But she opened it, and the voice came from Grandma Zhen!

That sentence also came directly out of her head, not what she had in mind.

She was very surprised and immediately ran to the bathroom in the ward after she realized what she was doing.

When I saw my face and figure in the mirror, my surprise turned into horror.

Why does Grandma Zhen look like this?

Is she possessed?

No, she can control the body and the brain.

If he is not possessed, why can't he control his words?

"Hurry up and eat!" she heard "herself" say.

Turning around and walking out of the bathroom, the scene suddenly changed.

It was a home environment. Although Fu Minghui had never seen it before, he could tell that it was Zhen Xiaotao's previous home.

It was very lively outside the window. The house was large and in a good location. It was obviously the previous house, the house before it was sold to treat him.

I saw Zhen Xiaotao holding a bowl, looking at "grandma" pitifully, and then started to fill the rice with herself.

Because he was punished and could only eat one bowl, he took the rice shovel and pressed it again and again. Finally, it became heavy and sharp, and he could hold all three bowls.

When Fu Minghui heard "himself" smile softly, he suddenly felt joyful, happy and satisfied in his heart.

But it is also sour, full of love, full of nostalgia, and I can never let go.

She remembered that the old couple told her what happened to Zhen Xiaotao before. This little scene was something they had always loved.

Fu Minghui tried his best to relax and not resist various feelings.

If it is being used, then use it.

She didn't know if this was Zhen Xiaotao's or Grandma Zhen's fantasy, but she was willing to be the mediator between them if they could get together.

Scene after scene, most of them are scenes of a family of three having a meal happily.

One time, Grandma Zhen was frying lotus roots in the kitchen. Zhen Xiaotao was so anxious to eat that she jumped around like a monkey.

Fu Minghui felt that "he" smiled again, with an incomparable sense of pampering.

But Zhen Xiaotao suddenly looked blank after eating a few lotus roots, "No, this is not made by my grandma. It's too crispy. I like the soft ones."

Fu Minghui didn't know how to answer, but in the blink of an eye, the scene burst like a bubble.

Fu Minghui even felt uncomfortable for a moment. When his eyes focused again, he found that he had returned to the place where Zhen Xiaotao had been for so many years, or in other words, the place where his soul was.

That coffin place.

The lid of the coffin was open, but there was still a dark hole at the bottom that led nowhere.

Zhen Xiaotao was sitting outside, looking confused.

After seeing Fu Minghui, he suddenly shed tears, "What happened to my grandma? Is she... dead?"

Fu Minghui looked down at himself, she was finally her.

If Grandma Zhen occupied her body, she did not deprive her of her feelings and let her go quickly.

But she didn't know how to answer Zhen Xiaotao.

"Where am I now?" Zhen Xiaotao asked again, looking very distressed and holding her head tightly, "I can't remember! I can't remember! But when my grandma appeared, I immediately thought of her. Others, I I really can’t remember.”

"You... traveled through time." Fu Minghui hesitated and said firmly, "Didn't you know that before? You traveled through time and space into a game world. But you have to go back, you know? This is not your territory!"

"But I like it here." Zhen Xiaotao showed a blank look, "I can do anything here, I am the hero who saves the world! If I hadn't held on, the world would have collapsed long ago."

The game is like that.

The player is God.

Second update.

As I write this, I also miss the time when my grandma would cook for me...