Chapter 345 Boundary
"Tourists are generally not allowed to come here, so please come quietly and quietly."
Liuying blinked her beautiful eyes and stretched out her hands towards the towering commercial buildings behind her. The shining neon signs were as charming and moving as the glow in her eyes.
The night is illuminated by gorgeous neon lights, and fireflies are the most dazzling light in the night.
If An Ming were to give his evaluation, it would be that the presence of fireflies makes the night gentle, and this is the unique charm of fireflies.
Xing originally wanted to shout out something passionate like "An unknown guest was here!", but after hearing Liuying's advice, he held it back.
It's not that she's obedient, but mainly because she's a reliable nameless passenger. How could she make the same mistake twice?
A true assassin must kill people invisibly, lurking in the shadows, and truly make everything false and everything allowed.
Xing felt that An Ming had a deep understanding of the ways of assassins, otherwise how could he avoid the Shura Field at the most critical moment every time? This was not an ordinary assassin, but the assassin in Wang Wei's poems ().
Sanyueqi was unusually silent, quietly gazing at the building at the other end of the dream. Liuying had mentioned before that it was a dream under construction and was not part of Pinoconi's dream for the time being.
But why does she seem so familiar?
In those bizarre dreams, she seemed to have stood on the top of a tall building, opening her arms to embrace the dreamy pink and blue sky.
At that time, she truly had wings and flew to the sky of her dreams.
But March 7th does not feel sad now. The scenery she has passed by must have had her own will, so all she needs now is feeling.
Accept everything here, sadness or happiness, pain or laughter.
Sanyueqi smiled slightly and said softly: "Pinoconi is indeed the star of dreams. Just standing in this dreamy land, I can't help but fantasize about happiness."
"March..."
An Ming seemed to see again the strong girl who had smiled at him on the overpass, but that was only for a moment. The person in front of him was only Sanyueqi. He didn't want the innocent and cheerful little Sanyue to bear the heavy past.
But memory is an important part of a person. Even if An Ming wants to think so, the fact is that it cannot be changed.
"I don't care about that kind of thing."
The breeze lifted the pink hair on March Seven's temples, and the corners of her mouth that were raised upwards were revealed between the intertwined fine hair. "I'm very happy to be able to remember those important past events."
Although they were only fragments, she was finally able to confirm that An Ming existed in her past.
The psychedelic dream that lingered for countless days and nights was not a bubble, but a real past that was frozen in the even more distant past of the six-phase ice.
It’s okay if you just let it go like this. It doesn’t matter if you haven’t remembered everything yet.
March 7th was just a little relieved that all the efforts along the way were not in vain. No matter how cold the ice was, no matter what kind of past it froze, it would melt again one day.
She is who she is.
"Everyone on the train likes the cheerful little Sanyue," An Ming said with a smile, "That beautiful girl who always smiles without worries, it's best if she keeps smiling."
"No, what about me?"
Xing knew that he was ruining the mood, but he couldn't help but ask questions at this time.
Sanyueqi rolled her eyes cutely and said with a suppressed smile: "Who knows~ maybe it's the train's complaining machine that's hard to say."
"Isn't this right?"
Xing refuted seriously. Logically speaking, March was the one who started to make comments, so why was it her turn now?
She wants to be the woman of Tianzun!
"The secret base has to pass through the border area guarded by the Hound Family. We have to go around it carefully," Liuying said, thinking of another way and suggested:
"Maybe the clock trick?"
"Hypnosis APP activated!"
Xing raised the screen of her mobile phone in a very professional manner, turned on the watch face, and used the clock trick on the guard outside the door in the distance. Now she was completely adept at using it.
An Ming was grateful from the bottom of his heart that Xing was still a beautiful girl no matter how abstract she was. If it was Qiong, she might have become the terrifying demon known as Pinocchio.
After all, Xing didn't have the tools to commit the crime. Although he always spoke in abstract terms, that was how he actually acted.
For example, the most you can do now is use the clock trick to adjust the guard's mood to sad, and then you can see the guard crying and leaving his post.
"See, it's easier than you thought."
Xing's tone was full of regret. It was because the clock trick could not be used outside of Pinoconi's dream. If it could be brought back to the train, who knows how much fun it would be.
Although Fu Xuan said that he didn't care, he was still very curious about what the secret base that Liuying mentioned looked like. Although Pinoconi was not so friendly to Lord Taibu from the beginning, the scenery here was indeed very novel.
An Ming walked in the front as usual, while Liuying and Fu Xuan walked half a step behind. The moment his right foot crossed the first step of the Dream Building Border, he noticed something was wrong.
The invisible force behind him pushed him straight forward. The moment he turned around, he saw an invisible barrier rising from the stairs, blocking everyone from moving forward.
"How dare you plot against me, Xing Zun? You are so brave!" Xing immediately took out his baseball bat, ready to strike the attacker with his sword of justice.
"Stop shouting, this is a trigger mechanism," Fu Xuan's Dharma Eyes on his forehead lit up slightly, and he could easily see that the barrier in front of him was different from the formation, and contained more dream elements, so it naturally could not be cracked with real logic.
As for brute force cracking...as soon as I thought of the owner of the barrier in front of me, I naturally gave up this option.
"Is it a barrier set up by the robins?"
Liuying quickly figured out the reason. If there was anyone who had the tightest control over dreams, it was naturally Pinocchio's real master.
"The barrier is not offensive, it's just an invitation for me to come in and talk."
An Ming spread his hands. Although he had thought about meeting the robin alone, he had never expected it to be in such a straightforward way.
The robin firmly isolated the rest of the irrelevant personnel outside the dream-building border, and the flashing red alert also reminded them that the hound family would soon be dispatched to surround this place.
"I'll take everyone to hide first," Liuying looked at An Ming tenderly and nodded slightly, "Go and have a good talk with her."
She believed that Robin had no reason to hurt An Ming. After all, not every girl in her dreams was as open-hearted as Fu Xuan.