I'm fierce, I'm aggressive

In late February, Zanzibar City, Africa.

The afternoon is the hottest time of the day, the market in Stone City is full of people, and the relatively shady alleys are full of tourists who have a rest.

Xing Wen was wearing a pair of shorts and was drinking iced coconut milk by the door. Even so, he felt very puzzled.

After standing for a while, he turned around and went back to the house. The place where they lived didn't even have air conditioning, but there happened to be a darkroom where photos could be developed.

This was the first time he tried it. He took a photo with the Leica that Mu Chen had given him, and he felt distressed and excited when it was printed.

Naturally, there was not enough professional equipment to buy. It took Xing Wen a long time to adjust the appropriate liquid medicine. Bottles, measuring cylinders, thermometers and stopwatches were placed on the table in a mess. He felt like a scientific researcher.

I couldn't find a film developing tank, so Xing Wen found a bowl and filled it with developer solution, carefully soaked the film in the liquid, and began to shake up and down according to the adjusted time...

The door of the darkroom was suddenly slammed hard, and it shook several times like a bell.

Xing Wen was so shocked that he almost tore off the film, thinking it was another group of people having a convulsion, and hurriedly turned around and shouted: "I'm developing a paper!"

"Mr. Xing! We finally found him!" As a result, an extremely excited male voice came from outside, speaking English mixed with multi-national flavors: "We found it for you——your long-lost brother!"

Xing Wen's eyes lit up immediately, but he didn't stand up, the process of developing the image was too important.

"Crazy, Xing Wen!!!" Zhang Chengbin's voice came from outside the door, "Come out now!!!"

"It's so touching. The recognition of his brothers made him so excited." Another man's voice.

"Who the fuck is brother with him!" Zhang Chengbin yelled in English.

"Wait for me, brother." Xing Wen said politely in English, "Brother is preparing for the exam, I will come out as soon as I finish here."

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Three hours later, the washed film was clipped and left to dry naturally in the evening breeze.

Xing Wen smiled and poured Zhang Chengbin a glass of iced coconut milk, and sat down opposite him.

"What the hell?" Zhang Chengbin took a sip, "I was fishing on the beach in Zanzibar this morning, and I was picked up by a group of brothers and resisted?"

After hearing this, Xing Wen couldn't help laughing, "I didn't expect them to be so efficient."

Finding Zhang Chengbin was an important part of his journey, and it was also a plan that Xing Wen came up with.

Although Mu Chen disagreed, since he found it now, he would not give up the plan easily.

"Mu Chen said that he won't be able to contact you after December. He only knows that you have come to Africa." Xing Wen said.

Zhang Chengbin frowned: "I'm working for secrecy... You came here specially to find me?"

"Let's drop by." Xing Wen drank coconut milk, "I thought Africa would be so big, so I didn't have any hope."

"Ha." Zhang Chengbin sneered, "You're doing a fucking carpet search, if you can't find it, you're a ghost. You used to be honest, how did you come up with such a crazy idea? Who told you? Your long-lost brother?"

"I learned from someone." Xing Wen still smiled.

He originally drew a few portraits of Zhang Chengbin in Buddhism, pasted them everywhere, and then said affectionately, "This is my long-lost brother. I want to bring him back home and live a prosperous, strong, democratic, civilized and harmonious life together." , I didn't expect to find this, and someone directly packed it for him and delivered it to his door.

The African friends are really warm and friendly, which is so touching.

"You two are a perfect match... Don't talk about this, I'm still busy, so what's the matter with taking so much trouble to find me?" Zhang Chengbin asked.

"I want to entrust you with a job." Xing Wen put down the glass...

Zhang Chengbin was stunned, but he wasn't too surprised. After all, after thinking about it, Xing Wen didn't have anything else to look for him.

"Whose dream?" Zhang Chengbin suddenly became interested.

"My mother... Huo Wanrou." Xing Wen frowned slightly when he said this.

Zhang Chengbin laughed all of a sudden, the story here is definitely not simple.

"Can it be done?" Xing Wen stared at the other party.

"Of course I can." Zhang Chengbin slowly put away his smile, and crossed his hands on the edge of the table, "You can imagine the human brain as a computer, and dreams are equivalent to network connections. My job is to connect any two computers. together."

"Well." Xing Wen didn't want to care about the "scientific explanation" of such non-scientific things, "Then please help me once."

He wanted to try this way to see if he could find some evidence that would help defeat the research institute, or find an antidote for the potion in his body.

"There is only one chance." Zhang Chengbin said, "Everyone can only do the one and only Dream Transmigration commission in this lifetime... Have you decided to use up such a precious opportunity?"

Xing Wen was taken aback, then laughed: "Not many people know that they have this kind of opportunity."

"Nonsense, we receive an endless stream of commissions every day." Zhang Chengbin said calmly.

In this way, Mu Chen used the only chance on him.

If possible, he also wants to use this opportunity on Mu Chen, for example, go to Mu Chen's dream now, it should happen to be night in China.

"Think about it, I'll use it up." Xing Wen said, "But can you choose the right dream, what if the other party is dreaming of being chased by a monster?"

"Mr. Mu didn't ask as much as you did back then." Zhang Chengbin glanced at him, "Let's talk about it first, the fee is not low."

"How much?" Xing Wen suddenly had a heart attack.

Zhang Chengbin slapped silently.

500? 5000? ...or five hundred million?

"I set the price myself, and the asking price depends on my mood." Zhang Chengbin said, "Since I have cheated enough money from your wife, I will charge you five sesame cakes."

Xing Wen's face became a little hot all of a sudden, and he remembered the voice "My husband loves you too" that I yelled at the beach in Australia before.

So far, colleagues still think that there is a rich woman chasing him, and make fun of him whenever they have the opportunity.

Zhang Chengbin smiled, and pointed at the silver ring worn by Xing Wen's left hand. A cute fox head was engraved on it, which was drawn by Xing Wen himself.

"If you have a wedding, remember to invite me." Zhang Chengbin said.

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The program of the black technology of wearing dreams is much softer and simpler than what Xing Wen thought.

Zhang Chengbin stayed with them for many days, eating and drinking, and finally squatted on a chair and gnawed corn to pick a suitable time for Xing Wen to fall asleep.

"The wave shape is quite stable. I believe you won't be bitten to death by monsters after entering." Zhang Chengbin moved out a small machine like an old-fashioned TV.

Xing Wen originally thought that he would have to make a lot of messy preparations, but in the end he just drank a cup of milk and lay down on the bed as usual.

"Is this the beginning?" Xing Wen looked at Zhang Chengbin who was sitting on the chair next to him, hesitated for a while and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"Why do you and your fox ask the same question?" Zhang Chengbin didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"No." Xing Wen turned his head slightly, "Just asking casually, you suddenly don't charge money, I'm afraid you'll poach my kidney away."

Zhang Chengbin laughed so hard that he kicked the edge of the bed, then cleared his throat: "I reiterate the rules."

"First of all, time conversion. Most people sleep for six or seven hours in reality, but it takes about two or three days in the dream." Zhang Chengbin said, "Of course, it's another matter if the dream master wakes up halfway."

"En." Xing Wen replied with his eyes closed, he was thinking about Mu Chen's appearance when he heard these words.

"Then you can't reveal your identity. Once you are exposed, you will be forced to retreat from the dream, but I believe you will not be exposed in such a short time." Zhang Chengbin paused for a while, and continued: "Finally, the most serious point—— Don't die in a dream, you won't be able to wake up after you die."

Xing Wen was originally calm, but after hearing this sentence, he gradually felt horrified.

It's not that he was worried about himself, the chance of him having an accident in just two days is very low, he thought of Mu Chen again.

Just a little bit, Mu Chen died in his dream.Bloody, Xing Wen can still clearly remember the feeling of holding the dying Mu Chen in his arms.

"Of course you can also cheat like Mr. Mu, provided that the owner of the dream believes what you say." Zhang Chengbin seemed to understand what he was thinking.

If it is Huo Wanrou who has been engaged in scientific research for more than ten years, the probability of not believing it is still very high.

"That's it, I know everything." Xing Wen said.

After waiting for a long time, Xing Wen didn't wait for Zhang Chengbin to speak again.

When he wanted to open his eyes, he realized that he seemed to be on the verge of falling asleep.

So fast?

This feeling is nothing special, just like going to sleep every night, but this time it is more like falling asleep in a state of extreme exhaustion, and the whole body sinks deeply.

He could hardly feel any strangeness or dissonance, and he found himself in a room different from the one he fell asleep in.

It looked a little strange at first, but he remembered it after a few seconds.

This is the room he lived in when he was a child, in elementary school... that is, before he was seven years old, and then he was sent to a relative's house for foster care.

But why did you come back here?

It stands to reason that if it is Huo Wanrou's dream, there is a high probability that she should go back to the research institute, or to the house where she lives now.

On the desk in front of him was a matt pad, with crooked words on it, and his name was copied all over it.

Xing Wen suddenly came to his senses, and stood up from the chair in a hurry.

"I...fuck." Xing Wen opened his mouth, and then said "fuck me" again.

It's really fucking ruining the three views to swear in such a childish voice!

Feeling the low-altitude perspective that he hadn't experienced in 20 years, Xing Wen took two steps forward and looked down at his palm.

It was a very soft, seemingly harmless little hand.

Xing Wen: "...fuck me."

The author has something to say: So, the real milk star came on the stage.

May I ask Mr. Mu if you want to give me a hug~

"The only thing that can see through the truth is your old Gong, who looks like a child on the outside but is an adult on the inside."

感谢在2019-11-2323:58:26~2019-11-2423:09:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: what are you talking about? How many handfuls of 3;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 23 bottles of Qianyu; 5 bottles of what are you talking about; 1 bottle of Qi hyx;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!