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"The little ghost is screaming."

The tour guide in the golden cloak wiped the knife with a fine cotton cloth, and his tone was quite calm. He was even in the mood to joke to the tour guide in the scarlet cloak: "I called you, but you didn't find the corresponding thing."

"Not a ghost, not a demon."

Maria's father came back from circling the ice cave with a cross in his hand and wiped a circle of holy water, but the expression on his face became more solemn.

It's not a ghost or a demon, so they can't find or see it. It can only be said to be something worse... and more terrifying than them.

"Is it...those things?"

Miao Fangfei's grandma narrowed her eyes slightly, lowered her voice, and looked sharply at the scarlet cloaked tour guide. As soon as she said these words, the fire in the furnace dimmed, like an invisible wind blowing in. The shadows of everyone were reflected on the ice wall of the ice cave. The numerous ice surfaces cut like diamonds reflected countless shadows, like ghosts and ghosts. , weird and scary.

Everyone was silent for a while, and then B1's mother took a deep breath and said: "Impossible, if the monster in the abyss can catch up here, then how bad will the situation over there be-"

"careful!"

"Mother--"

A sharp sound broke through the air, and just as another "Mom" sounded, the tour guide in the golden cloak moved very quickly, and suddenly the sharp knife flew out of his hand. In less than a second, the blade was firmly nailed to the ice wall, blocking a shadow. The sound was like a roar of flames, and the ice cave was instantly reddened by the firelight that came from nowhere.

The firelight reflected everyone's dark shadows, and it was mixed in everyone's shadows, making it difficult to see clearly and easily ignored. However, everyone saw it when the tour guide struck with a flying knife. This shadow was not big and did not look like a human. However, it had a pair of inhuman sharp horns on its head, bat-like wings and a long tail on its back. Paired with the firelight that came from nowhere, it looked like a demon!

The priest couldn't help but pray, but he knew that this was definitely not a demon. The knife was smeared with his holy water, and even the big devil in hell screamed in pain. However, the shadow did not react at all. It moved to the ice wall next to it like a real shadow. Then it was printed on the blade of the blade, completely unafraid of the holy water on it, making the entire blade dark and permeable.

"Pretend to be a ghost."

The tour guide in the golden cloak snorted coldly and stepped forward without fear to draw his sword. But his arm was held down by a touch of scarlet, and a few strands of black hair swayed slightly beside the scarlet hood. The knife, together with the shadow on it, fell into the hands of the red cloaked tour guide.

"do not move!"

The golden cloaked tour guide fiercely slashed his hands to grab the knife, but his speed was not faster than hers. A strong smell of blood filled the air, and the tour guide in the scarlet cloak slashed his wrists with a knife at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to detect. The blood dripped and glowed with a strange blue-purple color under the dim light, but the blood on the knife was The black shadow did not burrow into her wrist, nor did it expand or grow in size. It was still reflected on the knife.

"Not something from the abyss."

She said hoarsely, looking at the dagger with interest, ignoring her bleeding wrist. When the golden cloaked tour guide grabbed the knife, she ducked sideways, but her strength and movement skills were not as good as this man's. The knife was taken away, and she didn't bother to care about her injuries. She raised her wrist casually and asked B1's mother to bandage her. The tour guide in a golden cloak was sternly lecturing beside her. This man also tilted his head, and the left ear went in and the right ear came out. Like a Persian cat that ignores people, it is obvious at first glance that it is still thinking about the knife. This imposing golden cloak does not draw the air away, and it is even more impossible to give her the knife.

"Even if it's not something in the abyss, it's something else that's more dangerous. You—"

"I'm not dangerous!"

Seemingly displeased by what she said, Shadow spoke again, his voice coming from the knife, and he was a little aggrieved: "I'm here to see my mother, please return me to my mother's hands quickly."

"Look for mom, which mom you're looking for."

The knife in her hand spoke, but the tour guide in the golden cloak was still very steady. She reached out to grab it but missed it. She sneered and pointed the tip of the knife at herself, and then pointed at the tour guide in the scarlet cloak. He said unceremoniously: "My son and her son can't even crawl. How can a child of your age be able to talk?"

"Of course you are not my mother."

The black shadow said matter-of-factly, a small ball of black peeking out from the knife, and the pair of sharp corners looked evil. I saw it shouting affectionately to the scarlet-cloaked tour guide: "Mom, I am the second child, your future child!"

"Second child?"

Everyone listened to what it said with great seriousness, and looked at the scarlet cloaked tour guide with a strange look. She was calm and said calmly: "What is your name?" At the same time, she shook her head slightly to show that she only had one child. And the 'second mistress' the shadow mentioned was obviously a nickname.

In those days, families generally paid more attention to the eldest son and were more serious, and they didn't give nicknames very often. Instead, they would give nicknames to the second and third children in the family, such as Erxiao, Erdan, Badansan, etc. There are also some more indecent names. After all, cheap names make a living. When this black figure was asked about his name, he said matter-of-factly: "I don't have a name yet, my mother didn't give it to me."

It said sadly: "After all, I will die... We are all your children now or in the future. We are the future. We die because you will encounter life dangers on this journey. The future is dead, It is equivalent to no 'now', and the 'past' will come to an abrupt end."

"The evil talk deceives the public."

The tour guide in the golden cloak scolded, not being distracted by its words: "Speak less, what is your purpose?"

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"I just came to see mom."

The shadow whispered, somewhat reluctantly: "Mom, I'm leaving. I, I can only live on this knife. Don't throw away the knife. If possible, I will come back to see you."

"Wait! Don't leave and speak clearly. Can this little brat be saved?"

Seeing the black shadow disappear, the werewolf finally couldn't help but hugged the little wolf tightly and asked, but he didn't get any response. There is no trace on this knife either. He wanted to grab the knife, but was glared at by the golden cloaked tour guide, and stopped angrily. He cursed unwillingly: "Really leaving? Shit! Why is it so special? My wolf cub became like this."

"Your cub is born, but it's not born yet."

The tour guide in the golden cloak said impatiently. He handed the knife to the tour guide in the scarlet cloak. He took out the little breathing ferret from his arms and looked at it. He seemed to be in a trance. None of them refuted whether these little animals were their current or future children. After all, they felt an indescribable throbbing in their hearts the moment they picked them up.

Ferret...her son's name does have the word "snow" in it.

"There is indeed something fishy about this."

Tang Xiang's father said in a deep voice, his rough fingers subconsciously touching the turtle's back. It was cold and lifeless.

"We are already late. We have to rush to the scenic spot as soon as the blizzard subsides. We don't have time to think about anything else."

"No matter what, it's best to keep these little things with you. It's best to keep them in front of you."

During the discussion, many parties reached an agreement. The wind outside had stopped. Although the snow was still heavy, it was much better than the violent storm just now. The priest, B1's mother and Tang Xiang's father packed up their equipment and prepared to go to the ice crevice in the snow to fish out the two black and white lambs. Although doing so is very dangerous and they are very likely to fall into a trap, they are bold and careful people who are not afraid of risks.

"Sit here, sit down."

The scarlet cloaked tour guide wanted to go out with him, but was stopped by everyone. The tour guide in a golden cloak half-supported and half-pushed her to Grandma Miao's side. He asked her to sit on the bed and cook on the stove, and added some sugar to her enamel cup of hot water. The tour guide kept thinking about it with a cold face, but she shouted: "You're a twin, don't run around. ...Why are you so careless? My wife can't figure out anything."

"The little thing on the knife is the only thing that can talk to us now. Although I don't know whether it is true or not, but if it is true and all the others are dead, it means it is also dangerous. You should not move around."

In that era, most people had children early, and everyone did have children. It would be correct to say that their children all corresponded to animals. Only the dark shadow was the most special. Everyone secretly murmured in their hearts, suspecting that it had not been born yet and was still in the tour guide's belly.

"I do not--"

Although the tour guide in the scarlet cloak objected coldly, he was still hesitant in his heart and secretly pressed his lower abdomen with his hand.

…

"How's it going? How was my performance? Did they doubt me?"

In the dream, the crystal dragon said anxiously.

"Yes, they think my mother is pregnant."

Bingyi smiled and waved his hand, dispersing the sparks from his fingertips. He was supposed to be in a dream, and using extraordinary powers would naturally affect the dream. Bingyi tried to get involved with the person in his dream, but almost fell into the dream. He tested out that once he used his extraordinary power on the dreamer, he would be pulled into the nightmare, so he found another way and only ignited the Loki flame.

The flames did not burn into the dream. The dreamer could not see the fire or feel the heat, but he could glimpse the light of the flame. The dragon hunter cannot appear in the dream. When it blocks the flames, it casts a shadow in the dream. So they acted together, like a blind man and a mute playing a double act. Bingyi acts as an eye, seeing clearly the actions of the person in the dream and telling the dragon hunter how to act. The dragon hunter acted as his mouth, revealing what Bingyi wanted to say.

He didn't say "Mom, save me", but only vaguely revealed "past, present and future". If their parents were experienced tourist guides in the past, they should have known what to do. And Bingyi also needs their choices after this short exchange to get a preliminary understanding of their characters and attitudes to prepare for the next step.

After all, it was not their intention to interrupt the communication with the person in the dream, but the dragon hunter felt that he was being excluded. It's a coincidence that the dragon hunter came to the dreamland to help this time. Next time he may have to go into battle himself.

"Don't worry... maybe it's because... the dream... is over..."

They hadn't spoken a few words before the dragon hunter's voice became erratic. Ever since the priest and others went out to look for sheep in the snow, their dreams had become blurry. Is this the dream coming to an end? Bingyi felt waves of dizziness and nausea. He couldn't help but close his eyes. The second before his vision returned to darkness, he saw the crystal dragon trying its best to throw some crystal clear scales at him.

"As long as... I feel the fluctuation... I will... come..."

The dragon hunter is a truly good person, especially to his friends, who can go through mountains of swords and seas of fire.

What does he need? What can I do to help him?

Even Bingyi was touched, and he still kept thinking about it when he was confused before falling asleep. Until he fell into a deep sleep, he was slowly awakened to consciousness by the call of "Director Bing, Director Bing".

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"We've already arrived at the visitor center. How long have we slept..."

"...It's freezing to the point of choking me..."

"Director B is not awake yet..."

"He has to deal with two people. He has to run two fields. He must be tired..."

"Let him sleep a little longer..."

As the words were spoken, Bingyi slowly opened his eyes, and surprised voices of "Director Bing, you're awake!" came from around him, but his breath was uneven, as if he was weak. After opening his eyes, he looked ahead and saw that the sky was still gray and gloomy, and large tracts of snow were falling from the sky. Outside, it was no longer a wilderness road, but the parking lot of the Skaftafell Visitor Center.

The five-hour drive passed by in a dream.

The bus arrived at the stop, but the tour guide did not move, and the passengers did not want to get off the bus. They were all discussing the dream they had just had. During the exchange, they discovered that although everyone was not human in their dreams, the corresponding dreams were not exactly the same.

"I froze to death very quickly...I didn't see anyone."

B1 said depressedly that after falling into an ice crevice and freezing to death in his dream, he fell into darkness until he woke up.

"I died after being taken back. I saw——"

Werewolf Walker said in a low voice, telling the people he saw in the ice cave. Based on everyone's dreams, everyone found that their two brigades were divided into three waves as the two brigades in the dream dispersed——

Director C, Director B, Wei Xun, Miao Fangfei, Werewolf Walker, Tang Xiang, and Maria are in a group of seven

Lisa, Dan Lin, Shao Yuan, Yao Jinghe, Yin Guangyuan, Roger, Philip, Yin Qiaoqiao are a group of eight

Miranda, Di Feiyu, Heydrich, Betty, Charlie, Yu Xiangyang, and Bai Lian lay in a group of seven.

"We said it was a group of seven, but in the dream there were eight people."

Miranda sighed: "After all, Director C corresponds to two people."

"Yes, I didn't see anything corresponding to Director C at the time. He should have been with you at that time."

Werewolf Walker shrugged and complained: "Damn it, if Director B had been here with us at that time, maybe we wouldn't have to die."

According to Miranda and the others, they were supposed to have died in the avalanche in their dreams, but a cat appeared and took them out of the snow nest one by one like a divine help, so they all survived in their dreams. , but they were all frozen and seriously injured, unable to communicate with the person in their dreams.

"It must be Director C."

Di Feiyu smiled and said, after all, the cat in the dream and Director Bing's vision were almost exactly the same.

…

He has never been to Miranda's dreamland.

However, Bingyi did not correct him out loud. He even nodded slightly when Yu Xiangyang looked over with a smile. The sound of even breathing came from his arms, and the phantom cat was still sleeping soundly in his arms. Bingyi had countless thoughts running through his mind, and subconsciously wanted to put his hand on the phantom cat, but was pushed back by the ferret Wei who had not yet returned to human form and was pressing the lizard egg in a slightly difficult and twisted posture.

Thinking that it was competing for favor (Xun always seemed very childish when he turned into an animal guard), Bingyi wanted to touch it perfunctorily, but when he started to do it, he suddenly remembered something. He raised his hand to look and found that there was a crystal clear piece between his fingers, like an ice sculpture. Crystal dragon scales.

These are the dragon hunter's scales.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

The ferret barked softly and dug its hind paws back and forth in his palm, reminding him to put it away quickly. At this time, the passengers were still discussing.

"This shouldn't be something that really happened in the past, it's just a dream."

Miao Fangfei suddenly said: "Our families are not of the same age in the dream."

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