Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 156

As Li Lan started to speak, Li Zhuiyuan immediately felt a "brain fog" in his mind.

It is gradually covering up one's own memory and cognition, pulling oneself into that specific situation in the past.

Li Zhuiyuan expressed his understanding of this.

Although the dream ghost is in a state of panic and is gradually losing control of this place, at least for now, the dream is still a dream, and before its big framework collapses, it will still operate according to the established process.

That is, Li Zhuiyuan does not like this "gradual" process. He can feel that there is a force that is obscuring his memory.

This gave him the feeling that his intelligence was being insulted in person.

Since this kind of memory overwriting is irreversible, he would rather choose a more subtle way, or you can simply raise a cloud of dust or a flash of lightning, and then the scene changes instantly, allowing you to directly immerse yourself in the experience.

But on second thought, Li Zhuiyuan suddenly realized a contradiction, that is, before he was pulled back into the pickup truck by the dream ghost to listen to the radio and act as a guest commentator on the show, he should have been pulled into the dream by the dream ghost many times.

Logically speaking, my edges have been worn down a lot, and at least I should gradually tend to accept and become numb to this kind of dream.

How is it possible that when I fall asleep again, I still have to spend so much time to create a sense of immersion for myself?

So, Meng Gui, what were you doing before?
Brain fog is gradually forming, and Li Zhuiyuan can no longer remember some things. He can only think as much as possible in a limited time, even if it is just using a kind of thinking inertia.

Not appropriate.

Li Zhuiyuan admitted that he was far superior to his partner in terms of spiritual level.

But he would not take it for granted that these would make him stand out so differently in this dream.

Any abnormal phenomenon must have at least one objective factor.

Li Zhuiyuan quickly recalled the conversation between himself and Meng Gui in the pickup truck.

A guess arose in the boy's mind:
Meng Gui's submissive tone was directed to himself.

Therefore,
Is there a possibility,
It wasn't just Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng who had problems with their dreams.

Your own dream,

Actually there is a problem?
As soon as I thought of this, the "brain fog" was completely covered.

Li Zhuiyuan's memory was frozen a year and a half ago, when he had not yet returned to his hometown, Nantong.

The boy's appearance had also changed. He became shorter and his face rounder. The sense of physical strength brought by his persistence in basic breathing exercises disappeared, and the temperament that was both oppressive and calm that he had cultivated through his experiences was also wiped out.

Li Lan's arms were right in front of him. Li Zhuiyuan showed a happy smile on his face and threw himself into Li Lan's arms. The mother and son hugged each other.

"Mom, I'm so happy."

A loving mother and a filial son.

The boy at that time looked like this. He had not given up his expectations of his mother. Although he knew that his mother did not like him and even hated him, he was still obsessed with holding his mother's sleeve.

After hugging each other, they separated. Li Lan held the ticket in her right hand and held Li Zhuiyuan's hand with her left hand, and the mother and son walked into the amusement park.

Although there was no ticket inspector, Li Lan still handed over the ticket and checked it.

Li Zhuiyuan stood obediently beside his mother, revealing his curiosity and yearning for the amusement park from time to time.

He would also stand closer to the inside, trying not to block the way of other tourists.

Even though, there were no other tourists here except the mother and son.

This is just like in Lin Shuyou’s dream, when he was running towards his own temple which was on fire, the closer he got to the temple, the less he could see the people on the road. However, in that situation, Lin Shuyou would not care about such details, after all, he was a bit thick-skinned.

Therefore, dreams will also simplify some unnecessary things, which will not affect your sense of immersion.

The same phenomenon also appeared in Li Zhuiyuan's dream.

But what is different from the simplification described by Lin Shuyou is that even if the amusement park is crowded at this time, from the perspective of this mother and son, there is no difference between having it or not.

The mother and son were both acting anyway, acting in front of a living person, acting in front of a puppet... there was no difference between acting in front of the air.

At the entrance of the park, there is a freezer selling cold drinks.

Li Lan looked down at Li Zhuiyuan with a smile on her face. Li Zhuiyuan put a finger to his lips, then unconsciously raised his eyelids and secretly glanced at his mother. After meeting his mother's gaze, he immediately looked away.

"hehe."

Li Lan seemed to have "seen through" her son's little thoughts. She walked forward, asked the price into the air, and then picked out an ice cream from the freezer.

She gave the money, gave the change, and finally said, "Thank you."

Then, Li Lan tore open the wrapping paper, revealing a cute ice cream with a panda face. She handed it to her son.

Li Zhuiyuan reached out to take it, then he took a bite and raised his arm. Li Lan bent down and also took a bite.

The mother and son chatted and laughed, and began to look for attractions in the amusement park.

If viewed from the perspective of God, that is, the dream ghost, even if it has not deliberately arranged anything, this dream is already weird enough.

This mother and son performed an extremely delicate "non-physical" performance in an empty amusement park with no outsiders around.

The ice cream was quickly finished. Li Zhuiyuan threw the packaging bag and the small wooden stick into the trash can, then opened his hands, looking a little embarrassed.

Li Lan took out a tissue from her pocket and carefully wiped her son.

After wiping it, she gently tapped her son's nose with her finger, and the mother and son looked at each other and smiled.

Unfortunately, there are no outsiders.

Otherwise, this mother and son will definitely attract a lot of people's attention.

A cute, sensible and delicate child like a porcelain doll, and a beautiful young mother with excellent temperament. Every move of the mother and child seems to interpret the standard meaning of the word "mother and child".

The dreams here should be terrifying.

Just like what Tan Wenbin, Runsheng, Lin Shuyou and Yin Meng experienced here.

In fact, for Li Zhuiyuan, this dream was also terrifying.

Because in that split second that outsiders couldn't see, Li Lan would reveal a hint of rejection in her eyes, and would suddenly use a little more force when wiping her fingers.

All the fleeting details revealed Li Lan's disgust for herself.

The cruel thing was that she knew her son could catch it.

What's even more cruel is that she knew her son was aware of the situation and she could have acted flawlessly.

The cruelest thing was that she did it on purpose, depriving her son of the false warmth and satisfaction that he had worked so hard to create when he was performing wholeheartedly.

She was mocking, she was sneering, as if she was facing a... self-deceiving little freak.

They are probably the most loving mother and son in the world.

Therefore, she knew better how to make her son uncomfortable and let him experience the feeling of having his skin torn off.

Every time she saw his acting gradually breaking down due to his trembling heart, she felt a little relieved in her heart.

"Son, how about we take a ride on a pirate ship?"

"it is good."

Li Lan went to buy a ticket.

The moment she turned around, Li Zhuiyuan raised his hand and began to rub his eyes gently as if there was sand in them.

With his hands covering his eyes, the young man revealed a calmness and indifference that was inconsistent with his age.

After buying the tickets, the mother and son lined up in front of the empty pirate ship.

They can even pull each other and ask them to look together when they "see" some interesting people, and they can also chat and laugh about it.

As soon as one starts, the other can follow immediately.

In a happy and expectant atmosphere, Li Zhuiyuan and Li Lan boarded the pirate ship.

The pirate ship began to sway back and forth, with the amplitude gradually increasing.

Li Zhuiyuan began to cheer, and Li Lan hugged her son and smiled happily.

Originally, this "good atmosphere" should have continued.

But somehow, in Li Zhuiyuan's perspective, the one-eyed captain wearing a hat on the bow of the pirate ship turned into an image of a white-haired old man.

Although the old man is old, he is in good spirits and in good health.

He stood at the bow, ignoring the swaying of the ship and the "wind and waves", and was smiling kindly to himself.

Look at his smile, then turn around and look at your mother's smile.

They are the same, yet they are very different.

"Little Marquis Yuan... Little Marquis Yuan... Little Marquis Yuan..."

The old man called out.

Li Zhuiyuan once heard her mother's secretary, Aunt Xu, call her parents at home. At that time, Aunt Xu spoke in a very strange dialect.

Aunt Xu said that his mother also speaks this dialect, but he has never heard his mother speak it. As far as he can remember, his mother has never spoken to her grandparents in her hometown on the phone.

The pirate ship's swaying amplitude reached its maximum value.

The old man at the bow's body slowly began to crack. He was breaking apart, but he was still looking at himself. The kind expression on his face did not change, and he continued to call his name.

Li Zhuiyuan grabbed the railing of the seat in front of him with both hands and lowered his head.

Li Lan: "Are you scared, son?"

Li Zhuiyuan nodded vigorously: "Mom, this is so scary."

Li Lan: “It’s almost over.”

The pirate ship gradually stabilized, and this round was over.

When Li Zhuiyuan mustered up the courage to look up again, he saw the old man whose boat was shattered.

There were hands here, feet there, and blood everywhere. His head was fixed on the seat in front of him, staring at him.

Li Lan took Li Zhuiyuan's hand and went down. When getting off the boat, the boy's legs felt weak and his breathing became rapid.

"Son, do you want to take a break?"

"No, thanks." He would not cause trouble to his mother because of himself.

All kinds of troubles can be created for children, but they must be within a limited scope, just to show the cuteness of the children and to set the stage for the mother's performance.

"Shall we go play bumper cars?"

"Okay."

Still buying tickets and queuing.

When it was the mother and son's turn, they got into a car together.

This is a circular venue with many trolleys.

On the smooth ground, there are paintings of boys and girls wearing costumes of various ethnic groups holding hands.

When the indicator light came on, all the cars inside, even if no one was driving, started moving.

Li Lan signaled to Li Zhuiyuan to drive. Li Zhuiyuan held the steering wheel and stepped on the pedals. The bumper car accelerated and soon collided with the car in front.

"Ouch!"

"Ouch!"

The mother and son uttered the same cry.

Next, turn the steering wheel, disengage, and crash into another person.

"boom."

"hehe."

"Ha ha!"

They were just bumping into each other, looking for a suitable opportunity, preferably from the side, to crash into other cars. Then the mother and son seemed to hear non-existent screams from the cars at the same time, and then laughed together.

But as he was driving, Li Zhuiyuan suddenly saw that in the area in the center of the venue where there was originally a painting of a little girl, the little girl left the picture and sat up.

She was wearing a red Hanfu, very dignified, sitting quietly on a small stool with her feet in front of her.

She is very quiet and beautiful. Although her eyes are unfocused, even if bumper cars are speeding around her, she doesn't pay any attention to them and just looks straight ahead.

Somehow, when he saw her, Li Zhuiyuan also calmed down.

The boy even leaned slightly to the side, creating a little distance between him and his mother, at least not as close as before.

Li Lan asked, "Are you tired?"

"Ah."

"Then mom will open it."

Without waiting for Li Zhuiyuan to respond, Li Lan reached out and grabbed the steering wheel, then stepped hard on the pedal.

This time, the bumper car did not hit other cars, but drove straight to the center of the venue.

The speed was so fast that there was no time to react. Li Zhuiyuan's eyes widened and he immediately saw the girl being run over by the bumper car he was in.

The boy's body began to tremble.

Li Lan continued driving, stepped on the reverse pedal, and then rolled back again.

The boy clenched his hands, his well-manicured nails digging into his flesh.

Li Lan drove her car into the car again.

The boy raised his head and felt a strong sense of suffocation.

Li Lan: "Son, is my mother driving well?"

The boy gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.

Li Lan ran over it again, over and over again, back and forth.

"Son, how is mom's technique?"

"Son, is mom awesome?"

"Son, what's wrong with you today? Are you so timid?"

The ending sound sounded.

All the bumper cars came to a stop.

The people who did not exist in the car began to get off and leave. Both the "adults" and "children" looked like they were still not satisfied.

Normally, the ticket price for bumper cars in an amusement park is the most expensive among all the rides, and the experience time is not long.

Li Lan asked, "Son, can we play again?"

At this time, you can leave one person on the bus and ask another person to pay, so you can continue to play without having to queue.

Li Zhuiyuan opened his eyes, and in his sight, the center of the venue was already a sea of ​​red.

The originally red Hanfu had already been torn to pieces by the constant crushing.

Although he didn't know why, just now, Li Zhuiyuan had countless urges to vent in his heart. He wanted to tear off his own skin with his own hands, and then tear off the skin of the woman next to him as well.

He really wanted to stand here covered in blood, to face her and the world.

Because he couldn't stand this inexplicable pain.

But every time this impulse reached the critical point, Li Zhuiyuan would always feel a cool and soft touch on his forehead, gently caressing it.

It smoothed out its frown time and time again, pulling its mentality that was on the verge of collapse back from the edge of the cliff.

He didn't know why this cliff suddenly appeared in front of him, nor did he know why there was a rope on his body to prevent him from jumping off the cliff.

But he cherished the rope very much, like a drowning man who finally longed for a breath of fresh air.

Then he turned his head and looked at his mother who was sitting next to him and was still eager to continue playing.

Li Zhuiyuan smiled and replied:
"Okay."

Li Lan handed a bill to Li Zhuiyuan. It was a large denomination and could be renewed only once.

Li Zhuiyuan left the bumper car and walked towards the empty ticket counter. He handed the money over, then smiled at the person in front of him, turned sideways, and pointed to the bumper car where his mother was sitting.

Afterwards, Li Zhuiyuan ran back and sat back in the car.

As the shoes moved back and forth, a sticky "crunching" sound came from the soles, which hurt the boy's eardrums.

"Mom, it's okay."

"Okay, let's continue playing."

"Okay."

"You drive it, Mom, can you take a break?"

"Ok!"

Li Zhuiyuan took over the steering wheel and put his feet on the pedals in preparation.

He had already realized that there seemed to be a big piece missing deep in his heart.

He didn't know where this piece had gone, but he could keenly sense that it was still playing a role.

This seems to be a tug-of-war.

It seems that the other end of the rope is not just his mother.

Similarly, there seemed to be another figure standing next to him.

There were no clues or known information. He only knew that he could not lose.

The indicator light comes on again and a new round of the game begins.

Li Zhuiyuan drove the bumper car and started colliding with other cars.

At first, Li Lan just watched her son play with a smile. After a while, she seemed to find that her son was only looking for cars to hit at the edge, so she pointed to the center.

"Go there, son. Go there."

Li Zhuiyuan turned his head and looked towards the center. He saw the girl in red Hanfu appeared there again, still sitting on the bench, with her feet in embroidered shoes neatly placed in front of her.

The boy turned the wheel and drove towards her.

The violent trembling in his heart reappeared, and he began to tremble again, trembling from the bottom of his heart. A strong urge to tear off everything on his body reappeared again.

But at this moment, the girl smiled at him.

At this moment, Li Zhuiyuan calmed down and smiled.

"boom!"

He bumped into it.

Li Lan: “Is it fun?”

Li Zhuiyuan: “It’s really fun.”

Li Lan: "Then go back quickly."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Okay, Mom."

Repeated collisions and crushings brought about repeated tremors in my heart, but as the number of collisions increased, my inner resistance was also gradually decreasing.

In this round of the game, Li Lan did not take over the steering wheel. In the next round, and the round after that, it was still all the boys driving.

He shouted very loudly, laughed very happily, and his face was covered with sweat.

Finally, it was Li Lan who spoke up: "Son, take a break."

"it is good."

Li Zhuiyuan let go of the steering wheel with both hands, leaving two wet handprints.

The mother and son left the bumper car and walked outside.

On the way, Li Zhuiyuan looked back and saw the girl in the center, still sitting there.

She didn't blame herself at all for what she had done to her. She just kept looking at him and smiling at him. It seemed as if there were countless shining stars in her eyes.

Li Zhuiyuan's face was also filled with smiles.

The boy couldn't describe the feeling specifically. It seemed to be a kind of trust, so high that she didn't need to speak. A simple look was enough for them to understand each other. Any extra explanation would be a useless burden.

Li Lan asked, "It seems my son is really having fun."

"Well, I'm very happy."

Li Zhuiyuan doesn’t know what kind of environment he is in now. He has not broken through the memory coverage of “brain fog”.

But from the perspective of Meng Gui, even if there were no other troublesome things, it would still be a headache for it to face such an opponent.

If it were someone else, this kind of forced dragging and repeated forced polishing would eventually erode it step by step until it collapsed.

But in the case of the boy, even though the dream ghost had already glimpsed and calculated the most suitable dream, the boy did not show numbness...

He is adapting!

All the scenarios you create that could cause him to lose control of his emotions will be overcome by him one by one, and eventually, they will no longer cause the slightest ripple in his heart.

He can even gain some happiness from the process of overcoming extreme emotions.

However, he is not without his shortcomings.

What is he hiding, what is he maintaining? He has another critical point, and he only needs to break a tiny hole in it, and what will greet him is a complete collapse.

But the problem is...

Outside the amusement park ticket gate.

The figure holding a candle and lowering his head stood there. When he wanted to go in, the ticket gate in front of him did not open for him.

The dream ghost slowly raised its head, revealing its androgynous face.

This face is full of confusion.

It felt that it had found another way to break through the boy's defenses, but the problem was that as the creator of this dream, it was blocked outside of this dream.

It cannot make any changes to this dream.

This means that no matter how many times the dream cycle occurs, what the boy experiences here is the first version of the dream.

If the first version of the dream is really effective, even if it is only 0.99, then continuous multiplication will continue to weaken it.

But what if this version of the dream, for the boy, is 1? No matter how many times you multiply it, it will have no effect.

If it is really 1, then it’s fine, at least it can be trapped here, but what if it is 1.01?
This is also the reason why the dream ghost pulled the boy out of the dream again. It was worried that if it continued, its own dream would only strengthen the boy's mood.

The most obvious manifestation is that each time a boy falls asleep, the time required to cover his established cognition is getting longer and longer.

But after I pulled him out, he actually... walked back in on his own initiative.

But this is not the most exaggerated thing.

The dream ghost took a step back, and its body suddenly came to the center of the bridge.

There is lake on both sides.

On the east side of the lake, turtles of varying sizes were swimming on the surface of the lake, stretching out with no end in sight.

On the west side of the lake, ghostly shadows were swimming below, and countless hands kept reaching out of the water, as if they were enduring some kind of torture, trying to grab something to replace themselves.

Meng Gui looked at the candle in his hand.

Originally, the candle flame was red.

Now, one third is blue, one third is black, and the only red left is the middle beam, which is still being compressed.

This was its dream, but it was slowly losing control of it.

It doesn't know why this happened, it really can't figure it out.

As a dream ghost, this should be its home ground, and it should dominate everything here.

This is also the most frightening thing for it.
What kind of terrifying existence is this?
Can you forcibly intervene in your absolute home turf in this way?
The dream ghost closed his eyes.

next moment,
It opened its eyes.

It lay in a pond, with a burning candle standing on its chest.

It was pitch black all around the pond, but with the faint light of the candles, a dozen blurry figures could be seen.

They all sat cross-legged by the pond, each doing their own movements.

Some were counting with their fingers, some were fortune-telling with tortoise shells, some were throwing fortune sticks, some were using an abacus, and some were shaking coins...

The calculated mental power formed halos around.

This can be called an absolutely luxurious lineup. In this world, there are really not many forces that can send out such a deduction lineup.

Meng Gui and they are not in the same group. In fact, they have always been wary of each other.

They want to plan to kill people themselves, or at least disable people.

I need their blessings to obtain higher-level deductive blessings so that my dreams can go one step further.

Both parties get what they need.

But now the question is:
Who is the person you want me to kill?
Do not,
Do you really know who you want me to kill?
Do not,
you,

How dare you?

At this time, a figure walked in from outside. His body was completely wrapped in a gray robe, revealing nothing. Even the sound he made was distorted.

The dream ghosts didn’t know what their identities were. They hid and covered up themselves in the most sophisticated way, not only in reality, but also in the law of cause and effect, erasing all traces of their actions.

"Can you stop now?"

The other party asked.

Meng Gui: "Okay, but I want to enjoy it for a while longer."

"Don't be too greedy. You have received more than enough blessings. Stop it now, or you will have more troubles."

Dream Ghost: "I like long nights, and I like more dreams."

To be honest, it's impossible to tell.

Meng Gui knew very well that if he told them the true situation in his dream, the first thing they would do was to break away from him, or even suppress him in turn.

However, it seems that they also feel that this matter is a sure thing, and they don't think that anything will go wrong with such careful arrangements, just like when they first started.

“Let’s finish it soon.”

"it is good."

Meng Gui closed his eyes again.

It can't end.
Only when we all go into the water together,
Only then will I have a chance to take advantage of the chaos and get ashore.

……

The man in the gray robe turned and walked out. He pushed open a door. Outside the door was gloomy darkness, while inside the door, torches were brightly lit.

Although there is only a door between them, the restriction formation in the middle is complex and dense, forming two completely different environments.

There is a well in the house. The well mouth is large but not too deep.

The walls of the well were covered with chains with talismans stuck on them, trapping something inside.

The locked object sometimes turns into a human and sometimes into a bird, but no matter how it changes, the chains that trap it remain extremely strong.

There was another person in the room, and he was also wearing a gray robe.

Two people in gray robes stood facing each other across the well.

They are from the same family, but they don't know each other.

Although this family has a head family, the head family can only take care of its own family on weekdays. The family branches are scattered like stars in the sky, and even the surnames are different from each other.

This is a way to avoid disasters and also a means of continuing inheritance.

Only at specific times, when summoned by the master, will this group of people gather together and act while hiding their identities.

After the matter is over, they will disperse again, hiding their identities again and not knowing each other.

“I didn’t expect that after all these years, someone in their family would start to walk the river again.”

“Perhaps he learned from the failure of the last person who tried to escape the river, so this time he left quietly.

If our ancestors had not had a deep feud with the Liu family, leaving behind an opportunity to calculate the unusual movement of the river, I’m afraid no one in the martial arts world would have been able to discover it.”

"Maybe he just left not long ago and hasn't had time to make a name for himself yet."

"That's not necessarily true. The old lady of the Liu family has never been an easy person to get along with."

"She's old."

"Too."

"Are you curious about this person?"

“Not being curious is stupid. I have never seen a fish that is so cooperative and willing to go into the net.

I even doubt whether it is worthwhile for us to go to such great lengths and pay such a huge price just to eliminate him. "

In order to isolate the cause and effect relationship as much as possible, they were extremely cautious in their layout and promotion, thus consuming huge resources and trying not to personally operate the operations as much as possible to avoid leaving any traces.

But this time, all other lines were progressing smoothly, except for one line that was extremely troublesome.

Finally, they had to send a member of the tribe to correct the situation. After the correction, he committed suicide.

So, although they were the ones who set up the trap, they didn't know who they wanted to kill specifically.

Because, he who is ignorant is innocent.

"We can't give Dragon King Qin and Dragon King Liu a chance to rise again. These two families are all crazy."

"I know, but I'm looking forward to the old lady from the Liu family going crazy first."

“That’s what we want to see as well.”

"The Dream Ghost is almost over."

"Then prepare to suppress it, let this Birch's spirit devour the dream ghost, and completely destroy all traces."

"This Boqi's body and spirit were suppressed by the Liu family in history, which is consistent with cause and effect."

As they spoke, the two grey-robed men straightened their chests and their voices changed from gloomy to righteous.

"The dream ghost is a scourge to the world. We have put in a lot of effort and joined forces with the people walking on the river to set up this trap, just for the sake of justice, to get rid of this evil demon!"

"We are righteous people. We are willing to sacrifice everything. We only hope that the world will be clear and peaceful. Our heart of eliminating evil and defending justice is witnessed by heaven and earth!"

……

After a short rest, Li Zhuiyuan and Li Lan walked into the haunted house together.

Nowadays, it costs a lot to create light and shadow effects in haunted houses. In order to save costs and create a horror atmosphere, they often go in the direction of being down-to-earth or even down-to-earth.

The coffins, paper figures, the Black and White Impermanence, torture and other scenes are arranged in any way that is physically uncomfortable. As long as they scare you, it's worth the price of the ticket.

Li Zhuiyuan and Li Lan led the way and finished the tour of the haunted house.

The mother and son were so frightened that they were at a loss.

Li Lan would hug her son, and Li Zhuiyuan would hug his mother.

The haunted house is very dark, so the details of the acting are not required to be high, and both the mother and the son can get a chance to breathe and relax.

After all, no matter how outstanding a veteran actor is, he will feel tired after acting opposite veteran actors for a long time.

However, there were some scenes that shocked Li Zhuiyuan.

He saw a big man squatting on the ground and gnawing on the corpse.

I saw a woman lying in a coffin and suddenly sitting up. She was made of paper and had very white skin.

I saw a young man who was possessed by an evil spirit and kept banging his head against the wall.

I saw a man being torn apart by two child ghosts.

When passing by these four scenes, Li Zhuiyuan's face showed changes in expression, and it was not entirely fake, even though he knew in his heart that they were fake.

After walking out of the haunted house, Li Lan tidied her hair and deliberately avoided her son, not wanting him to see his frightened mother.

Li Zhuiyuan repeatedly narrated the classic scenes in the film in his childish words.

After Li Lan finished cleaning up, she squatted down, looked at her son, and said with a smile: "Our Xiaoyuan is so brave!"

As she spoke, she reached out and held the boy in her arms, patted his back and comforted him, "It's all fake, all fake, dear, don't have nightmares at night. Xiaoyuan is a brave and strong child, right?"

Li Zhuiyuan turned his head slightly and looked at his mother's delicate earlobe.

He could even imagine the sarcastic smile on his mother's lips behind him.

Perhaps, the mother also knew that she could imagine her current expression.

Then pretend to be sad and cooperate with her?
Li Lan gently pushed Li Zhuiyuan away and looked at Li Zhuiyuan's face. From the depths of the boy's eyes, she saw a fleeting sadness and pain.

"There's a crossword puzzle game up ahead, shall we go there?"

"Okay."

Li Zhuiyuan continued to be led by Li Lan.

He knew that he and his mother had the same disease. He often saw his mother taking deep breaths in front of the mirror over and over again every morning before going out.

But for some reason, when he was with his mother in the past, he would try his best to please her, and besides doing so, he could actually gain some very special comfort.

Like a kind of satisfaction, an attachment, an inertia, a sustenance?
In fact, he never really acted. In addition to acting, he was involved in some other things that were unfamiliar to him.

However, this time when he came to the amusement park with his mother, he found that he could not find that strange emotion.

It seems that it would be okay if I couldn't see her. It seems that it would not be bad if I could leave her. It seems that it would not be so bad if she didn't appear in my life. It seems that I wouldn't have to be so tired?

That thing... seemed to be lost forever all of a sudden.

Li Zhuiyuan raised his head and looked towards the sky.

I seem to have lost a lot of things all of a sudden?
"Son, what's wrong with you?"

"Mom, I'm a little tired."

"That's great. Let's do some puzzle games and relax."

"Ah."

The problem-solving booth is very large. It is a relatively large activity in the amusement park. There are three long corridors side by side with screens inside. After solving a problem, you can go to the next table.

Finally, you will get some rewards based on how many questions you solve.

Of course, you have to buy tickets, and the prizes are not expensive. Many of them are word puzzles or even brain teasers. If controlled well, tourists will have fun and the park will also make money.

"Son, shall we have a competition?"

"Okay."

The mother and her son walked towards a long corridor.

There should be a staff member behind each table, or when it is not busy, one staff member will look after two or three tables, but here, there is no one.

The questions are right on the table, answer them yourself.

The mother and son don't need to check the answers, the one they solve is correct.

Li Lan paid the money.

The question-answering begins.

The first question is a photo as big as a table, which is full of identical faces. You are required to find the different one within a limited time.

The difficulty is extremely high because there are so many small photos, which should not appear in this environment.

But neither the mother nor the son felt anything unusual.

After all, there was no one in the entire amusement park, so they didn't think there was anything strange.

Li Zhuiyuan just took a quick glance and pointed out the different small box, then walked around the screen and went to the next question.

He himself was a little surprised. Logically speaking, no matter how good his memory was, it shouldn't be so fast to remember so many faces and find the differences between them at once.

For example, my own mother is still at the first question.

The second question is an arithmetic problem, but it uses a special Bagua method, allowing you to substitute these special symbols and calculate the answer.

Li Zhuiyuan still just took a quick glance and the answer came out. He wrote down the answer and went to the next question.

He still felt strange that he didn't seem to need to be familiar with these special symbols. As long as he took a look at them, they would move naturally and tell him the final result.

The third question is a color question, which requires you to dip a brush into paint and complete the painting on the table.

When you look closely at the painting, it seems to be still moving, with streams flowing, mountain breezes blowing, and the weather surging.

This is no longer a topic that should appear here. Even if we don't consider the compatibility with the meteorological rhythm, the painting skills alone are enough to mesmerize 99% of the people in the amusement park.

Li Zhuiyuan picked up the brush and made a few simple strokes, which were smooth and natural.

The next question is a puzzle, a puzzle that is stacked very high for you to complete.

Li Zhuiyuan spread out the puzzle, looked at it for a while, and then began to piece it together. It didn't take him too long to finish the densely packed small pieces.

I basically didn't think much, and most of my time was spent on doing the puzzle.

After it was pieced together, it showed a dragon poking its head out from the clouds.

It would probably take a normal person several days and nights to complete this task.

Before Li Zhuiyuan went to the fifth question, he deliberately walked back and came to the corridor. He saw that his mother had just finished the second question and was holding a paintbrush, working on the third question.

Mom, why have you become stupid?
Li Zhuiyuan turned around and walked towards the table for question five. Due to the angle and the three screens between them, the mother and son could not see each other at this moment.

But when Li Zhuiyuan walked to the table for question five, he was stunned.

Because there was a person sitting behind the table.

Li Zhuiyuan couldn't see the man's face clearly, or even his clothes, but he only knew that there was a person sitting there.

"Who the hell has nothing better to do than drag me into my dream?"

(End of this chapter)