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Is this man...

The bystander Xuelu couldn't believe his ears, and immediately felt relieved.

Thinking day by day and dreaming at night, the agent can firmly hold the male supporting role in his dream, so it's strange that Huo Lvxing didn't show up.

But why was he so "confident" in the dream, Xuelu covered his face in shame.

In the dream, the beautiful and confident "Xuelu" suspected that the man's motives for helping him were impure, and suddenly felt that the place where the man held his waist was hot, and he twisted his body uncomfortably.

He declined, "You are my savior, how can I call you by your name? I'd better call you brother."

As if to prove that he didn't have a unique idea in his refusal, he softly called out "Brother Lüxing".

The man was noncommittal, and continued to carry the "snow sack" down.

The relationship was broken, and the man was Xuelu's savior. Soon, the two became acquainted.

"...Your name is so cool," Xuelu said, "like the heroine of a novel."

The man said lightly: "It's very ordinary."

"Is this common? Then what kind of name do you think is unusual? Could it be 'Zi Chen', 'Zi Chen', 'Zi Chen', or Ri Tian, ​​Chang Tian, ​​Jing Tian?"

This joke was a bit cold, Xuelu couldn't help laughing.

The boy smiled inexplicably, and the man couldn't understand his smile.

He explained seriously: "To be precise, names with common character meanings are not very good."

common characters...

Xuelu thought, this big brother is still a programmer.A programmer with a muscle, cool.

"for example?"

"For example, my name 'Lu Xing', we all know what it means. But in another culture, another universe, it may have no meaning."

This sentence is inexplicable, would a normal person consider whether his name has meaning in other universes?

But Xuelu in the dream, perhaps in a crisis, in the slack of being rescued by a stranger, didn't feel anything wrong.

"If there is no meaning, it means that no one knows, no one praises... Is this what you want to express?" Xuelu followed his words, "I can't tell, you are quite narcissistic."

The man nodded: "You have a strong understanding."

"Then according to you, what kind of name can be guaranteed to have meaning in other universes?"

"Numbers and ordinary words are not acceptable. In the binary world, 2 to 10 no longer exist; in the world of conscious communication, words no longer exist." The man said, "But ordinal numbers, such as 'first, second, first Three', 'A, B, C', and the logical symbols 'greater than, less than' are always present."

In the dream, Xuelu was amused by the man's serious nonsense.

"You think too much, brother otaku," Xuelu said, "it would be great if a person's name can be chanted in reality, and it can even be chanted to another universe... You want to create a religion and make a name for yourself Wan, rush out of the solar system and unify the whole world? Almost done."

Being annoyed by yin and yang, the man just frowned in confusion, but was relieved again.

"I'm talking too much. What about you, what's your name?"

"Call me Snow Deer."

"Which Lu?"

"Fawn's deer."

The man replied with an obscure sentence, before Xuelu could distinguish the meaning, the whole world was twisted violently.

The moment before his vision was shattered, Xuelu, who was affected by the dream consciousness, woke up.

And realize two points that have been disturbed and neglected all the time:

One, no matter how fast a man walks, human legs cannot spread as fast as the flames. Why did the fire never strike in the dream?

Second, the "Xuelu" in the dream has a completely different personality from his own.

Aren't dreams based on one's own consciousness?Why is every development and trend out of control?

Just like...he is not the weaver of his dreams, but a simple spy.

"Damn it, Xuelu, wake up! What to do, he still didn't respond...he opened his eyes!"

Opening his eyes, Xuelu got up with undisguised anxiety about Shang Zuo's appearance, supporting his swollen temples.

They are still in the lobby of Xueyue Tower.

To be more precise, it was sunny, like a steamer in hell's day hall.

The heavy curtains had already covered all the windows, but it didn't work, the damn hot golden light still poured in from any gap with all its strength, and the stuffiness in the hall was five times, or even ten times that before the second ghost banquet.

Under the high temperature, the high-quality floor was deformed, the gorgeous wallpaper was peeling, and white smoke was coming from the pipes.

"The room temperature is at least 60 degrees Celsius," said Zuo Tianmao, who was only wearing thin suspender pajamas, with sweat sliding down his neck. "It's useless to turn on the air conditioner at 16 degrees."

"If after the third ghost banquet is over, if you haven't found a way to clear the level," Xuelu sighed, "this place will be a real hell on earth, and everything will be burned up."

What would happen if there were indeed two suns?

The violent increase in heat will cause the surface temperature to rise sharply, and the composition of the atmosphere will change. No matter whether this is the "earth" beyond the nineteenth floor, it will no longer be suitable for habitation, and human beings, this group of fragile parasites, will be the first to collapse .

"Where are the others? Back in the bathtub playing with ducklings, praying for the blessing of mother or god?"

Zuo Tianmao shook his head: "No. You're not stupid if you haven't passed the second ghost feast yet, so you're going to find clues separately."

As he said that, he smiled teasingly: "After sleeping, my teeth became sharper, huh? This is because my boyfriend is here, so I am willing to relax my nerves."

Xuelu also laughed, and lowered her head in embarrassment.

He is not old-fashioned, but he is not a person with a strong "sense of humor". He can make people laugh with witty words, criticize people, or make fun of people.

Not disdain, but born without this awareness.

But the words of "yin and yang strangeness" just now came out naturally without any lag.

As if he was the character himself, the kind of wisecrack that had come out of those pretty lips thousands of times to sting.

Xuelu was a little confused.He couldn't help but leaned down to look at the smooth, thin and sexy ankle like a work of art, without any wounds there.

"You're a little absent-minded," Huo Lvxing said suddenly, "What's wrong? Are you having nightmares again?"

"Well," Xuelu said softly, "again."

Because Huo Lvxing was "fortunate" to appear in the dream, Xuelu explained in more detail.

"...This theory is quite interesting," Xuelu narrowed her eyes amusedly, "Maybe it's because you gave yourself the code name 'A' and asked me to arrange such a play."

After the words fell, Xuelu froze for a moment.

A?

Yes, why A?

A has many meanings.The abbreviation of Ace in poker, and so on, but the most straightforward, it is the first letter of the English alphabet and the first letter of a vowel.

Huo Lvxing didn't say the reason why he chose "A" as the code name. It doesn't matter if A is related to "logic symbol" or "ordinal number".

As if he had just woken up from a big dream, or regained his sanity after a long hangover, his golden eyes slowly looked at Huo Lvxing closely like the bright sun on the resurrection day when the holy fire descended from the sky.

"I want to know, why did you use A as a code name? Don't fool me with 'deep meaning'. It's just a letter that doesn't have any meaning in other universes."

In the scorching hot room, the man is still wearing a neat three-piece suit. He sits on a simple cloth sofa, as majestic as he is in the crown of the highest power.

At this moment, the specially arranged big wavy curly hair hung down, and the haze covered the dark golden eyes.

"Why don't you talk? It's like this again, it's always like this, when it comes to key issues, you are silent!" Xuelu sneered, "I won't quarrel with you this time, let me guess, for you, it's another It's a truth that a 'fragile kid can't take' when you know it, right?"

"Why don't you just freeze me in the freezer to keep it fresh? Or stuff me in a vacuum-preserved display case studded with your goddamn 'fragile little beauties' favorite jewelry? Then sink a few feet underwater Kilometers away, don't let the cruel world pollute my eyes?"

"Calm down," Huo Lvxing said in a deep voice, "I don't want to hide—I have indeed considered what you said, but I won't do it."

"Think about it? You really thought about it?" Xuelu stood up impatiently, under the huge strange oil painting, he felt that his mood seemed to melt into the chaos, "Do you know what you are talking about?" I'm sorry," the man clasped his hands, "now is not a good time to talk, can you wait out? Let's find a suitable place, and then... you can ask me these questions again."

"So that you can seek time and weave lies? It's this sentence again, 'Wait to get out, wait to get out, wait to get out'!" Xuelu roared, "Last time! You said that Uncle Zhang has entered a cage, and you can't do anything. I understand, and I don't either. He will find trouble because of this. But now, Uncle Zhang has become a player!"

"Listen, I'm not here today to settle old scores. Just tell me what the code 'A' means, okay?"

"..." The man took a deep breath, "This time, you really shouldn't know anymore. The last thing I want to do is to hurt you. You have always understood this, haven't you?"

"How do you define injury?" Xuelu shook her head impatiently, "Physical injury? A broken leg, or something else? But for me, those are trivial things. I am afraid of pain, but I am not afraid of injury."

"You are hiding the truth about me now, just like last time you pretended to be hiding my uncle Zhang! You are hurting me!"

Huo Lvxing's heart suddenly became heavy.It was an indescribable sadness, falling, falling...

He seemed to be back in that building again.

That dim building, which seems to have endless floors, leads to the highest and deepest sky.

Steps spiraling down layer by layer, falling into the abyss, countless times of violent and desperate knocking on the door, and black blood dripping on the steps...

No, perhaps, all of them never really left there for a moment.

It was the third time that Xuelu had dreamed back, and Huo Lvxing couldn't imagine how he survived when he listened to his fragmented retelling like a plea for help.But he tried to do it.

But Xuelu, the biggest variable, this beautiful and smart little villain, he has never been able to stop him, maybe not this time.

That seductive charm, like the sweetest honey, is that sense of ambivalence.Sometimes, he is pure and clean like an angel, and sometimes, he is like the purest devil, full of desires without any concealment.

Arrogance, Greed, Anger, Sexuality, and Intellectual Curiosity.

Is a great thirst for knowledge a bad thing or a good thing?Huo Lvxing never thought about this problem.

"Then tell me, what should I do?" The man's rare, blank tone revealed, "You said, the unknown makes you suffer—even if I remind you, knowing will make you suffer even more?"

Zuo Tianmao, who had already left when the two were arguing, but came back without knowing when, suddenly made a sound.

The beauty with green eyes said softly: "Sometimes... no matter which choice you choose, it is painful. A or B? There is no 'as everyone likes' choice, and what we can do is to make a 'choice' and accept it. its consequences."

Xuelu stared closely at Huo Lvxing's eyes: "I accept the consequences. How about you?"

Huo Lvxing couldn't.

What Zuo Tianmao said was correct, but he overlooked one point, that is, the pain of the person making the choice is often impossible to ignore.

In the hall, a vision suddenly appeared.

barking.

In all directions, one after another, as if warning of a dangerous aura, abrupt and fierce.Ten, one hundred, one after another.

Don't say enough, Xueyue Building has no living things except for the 10 surviving people.

The barking of the dog was shrill and piercing, and the barker was disturbed.

Xuelu covered his ears in pain, but it was useless, the barking sound was extremely penetrating, he grabbed the pillow and covered his head, and he recovered a little.

"What the hell!" Zuo Tianmao was also extremely irritable, "Ultrasonic attack? Damn it..."

He rushed to the window and opened the curtains, but the heat wave was almost solidified in the courtyard, not to mention the dog, there was no player.

Huo Lvxing's situation was a little better, he stood up solemnly, and made a quick decision: "You can't stay in the lobby, go, go upstairs!"

With a terrible headache, as if an electric drill was drilling into the brain, the three of them quickly went up to the second floor.

But the situation upstairs was not much better. Xiaotu and Dahai rushed out of a bedroom, sweating all over their heads, whether it was heat or pain.

"...Damn it, where are the dogs, kill them!"

The sea rushed to the railing to overlook the first floor, but the hall was obviously empty.He looked at the three people upstairs: "Could it be in the yard?"

"There's nothing in the yard." Zuo Tianmao covered his ears in pain, "Where are the others?"

"Lola and the others are on the third floor, Lao Zhang...they're here!"

Before the words finished, Lao Zhang and Great White Shark came out from the room at the corner of the corridor.

Old Zhang is holding a bunch of messy notebooks and papers, which may be clues.The great white shark's head was wrapped in three layers of blankets, only its eyes were exposed, and the corners of the blanket were soaked in sweat.Both of them had painful expressions on their faces.

After getting used to it, Xuelu split his mind to think: Is this dog barking an indiscriminate attack?

"I find it more comfortable with my head covered," Jaws muffled, "but it's too damn hot!"

"Wrapping... In the final analysis, it's a sonic attack!" Xuelu deduced, "Let's go! There is a private theater on the third floor, which should be the best place for sound insulation!"

This is the only way to do it now, a few people hurried upstairs and found the audio-visual room in the corner, where the three of Lola were already waiting.

Seal the heavy door, and Dahai used the tape and newspaper he found to fill in the gaps that might leak sound.

The barking of the dogs was still there, but far away, as if through a thick layer of glass.The heart-piercing headache was gone, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately it's not a mental attack," Xiaotu sighed, "otherwise we would have to finish the game without props or equipment."

"It's not a mental attack, but it's just an ordinary dog ​​bark?" Laura frowned, "Why does an ordinary dog ​​bark have such an attacking effect?"

Everyone can't tell.

Because the sound insulation is good, the ventilation effect is poor. I didn't notice just now because I was avoiding strange noises. The heat in the theater is several times that of downstairs.

The central air conditioner is like a decoration, making a dilapidated operating sound. Even if it is attached to the air vent, it can only feel cool for a moment.

"What time is it..." Meteor smiled wryly, "I long for the ghost feast like never before, really, at least it can cool down."

No one had a watch, Zuo Tianmao thought for a while: "I looked at the wall clock before going upstairs, it was past 15 o'clock."

That means there are still more than eight hours of suffering.

Sweating profusely and scorching heat, Xuelu had no energy all over his body. He huddled under an air outlet, nestled on the futon sofa in the theater, and his energy was exhausted.

Let alone thinking, it is difficult to insist on not passing out.

Suddenly, a cold hand stroked his forehead, temporarily clearing his mind like a clear spring in the desert.

He opened his eyes slightly, it was Huo Lvxing.

The man involuntarily picked him up from the single sofa, sat down by himself, and then hugged the little villain who punched and kicked him nicely.

The strange thing was that Huo Lvxing wore the most clothes in the audience, but his body was cool, as if he had just walked out of the cold winter.

"Go to sleep for a while," the man closed his eyes with ungloved hands, "it's only eight hours, once you wake up, it's over."

Huo Lvxing's deep and gentle voice was like a hypnotic spell, Xuelu actually fell into a deep sleep.

He heard the obscure words at the end of the last dream again.

"Listen... not enough slots. How did you get in? Died on December 12st, or alive?"

The author has something to say: It’s been a bit difficult to give birth recently, woohoo, this dungeon will end with Xiaoxue’s past, and another dungeon will be over after every day~~