"Did I destroy your plan?"

The Mother of the Swamp thought Lu Li was doing this on purpose.

"No, you saved me."

If the Mother of the Swamp had not arrived, he had become a compost at this time.

Retreat the umbrella mushroom and mucus to cover the area, Lu Li observed the strangeness of the usurped consciousness: "Its delirium affected me."

The weirdness that manipulates hallucinations is always difficult to deal with, just like an evil spirit with all kinds of strange rituals.

The bright, evil red and black spots are like tumor warts spread all over the umbrella. We should be glad that its mucus is not toxic, otherwise the mother of the swamp would not have time to save Lu Li.

"Delibular? I have not noticed the power from his strange body..."

Lu Li frowned and observed the umbrella mushroom again: "Can you get its memory...sensing its power form?"

"If you need it, I can know its memory...its weak power will not make me lose."

Of course, Mother of the Swamp knew the final outcome of the ghost girl she had seen.

That kind of thing will not happen to Him who is already a strange God.

"Leave it to you."

Lu Li remembered the ghost of the tuxedo again and asked about its whereabouts. The Mother of the Swamp replied that he had taken it to the Agate Lake Camp.

The obscure atmosphere gradually surging, and Lu Li stayed away from the boiling obscure in the warning of the mother of the swamp.

The umbrella mushroom faded strangely and slowly sloughed into mud that could not melt into the soil, and was swallowed by the mother of the swamp without any consciousness.

"A stone can give people a dream, it is deep in the house."

The Mother of the Swamp whispered again, pointing out that there was another murderer who caused delirium.

Because of the mother of the swamp, Lu Li did not need to do a multiple-choice question of "going or not", he only needed an oil lamp that could illuminate the surroundings and stepped into the dilapidated haunted house.

The place where it was still familiar, it has not changed or even been quite intact. It seems that the survivors who were plundering subconsciously avoided this haunted house, just like the navigators avoided the tsunami or sinking noun.

"Ghost...house, why is the name and layout of this place so weird?"

The Mother of the Swamp Hundreds of years ago wondered why the classroom was adjacent to the ward and why there was a dry well in the room.

"Hazed houses are a kind of business. People in the old era would come to haunted houses for fun and excitement."

"You will catch the weirdo for fun?"

"It's humans who pretend to be ghosts."

Lu Li's eyes swept across the things covered with thick dust, and the scene of dust fading slowly appeared in front of him.

The staff wearing uneven pale makeup and white cloak peeked behind the window to make faces, but they couldn't scare Lu Li.

I couldn't scare Anna next to me either.

"Why do they dress so strangely?" Anna stared at the haunted house staff who frightened the tourists.

"Their outfits are more in line with the ghosts of people than real ones."

"Is the real ghost...I am like this!" Anna's short hair was messy and lowered her voice, her clear eyes staring at Lu Li through her hair.

Lu Li's eyes fell on the cheek that became weak due to his disorganized hair: "You are a real ghost, but it does not fit people's concept of ghosts."

"I always feel like you're talking bad about me..."

"No."

“What ‘no’?”

The vivid scene faded, and large pieces of dirty cloth hung on the window frame, dust covering everything within sight.

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A gentle whisper continued to ring in my mind: "You are in a daze again..."

"Delibia has appeared again, do you feel it?"

“There is nothing here.”

“How far is it.”

"Just in front, deep here..."

Lu Li remained silent, followed the guidance of the Mother of the Swamp, and passed through the familiar and strange gloomy scenes

"It's there...the stone that gives you a dream."

Mother of the Swamp signaled the office next to the haunted house. Then Lu Li thought that he could go around directly from outside instead of retracing the haunted house.

In the office that had not yet dried up mucus, a pure white stone not covered with mucus lies quietly on the desktop.

This strange stone has an irregular polyhedral appearance, with smooth cross-sections as if cut and polished, like a work of art or apart from something.

As he observed, Lu Li found that its color was not pure white. Unlike any color on the spectrum, its pure white is more like a kind of "light", a "light color" that does not emit light, as if it does not belong to this world, but a meteorite from the starry sky.

"I still cannot sense its power...but memory tells me that touch will fall into a beautiful dream."

Like Lu Li, the Mother of the Swamp cannot feel any power from the pure white stones.

"Only approaching and touching?" Lu Li realized something.

"Yes."

But Lu Li's first two deliriums occurred when the distance was still far away.

Watching the pure white stone quietly, as if it was attracting Lu Li to find it.

In this dark world, don't believe in any unreasonable goodwill.

However, the Mother of the Swamp can help Lu Li resist any hostility.

His power came, permeating Lu Li's palm, and with him, he touched the pure white stones on the table.

"what's on your mind?"

The illusory white palms swayed in front of my eyes.

"It seems like you've been in a daze after you come in. Is something wrong?"

Lu Li was slightly stunned, the focus was back from the desktop to Anna's delicate cheeks, and many memories were obscured by the fog and no longer clear.

"nothing."

"Okay..." Anna tilted her head and stared at Lu Li for a moment, and decided to let him go: "Where are we going next? Beach or lake? I want to see the Belfast coast and Agate Lake for a long time, and the seagulls there!"

"good."

"good."

Lu Li's answer and his whisper in his mind rang at the same time, and then woke each other up.

The palm has been removed from the pure white stone.

"I returned to my time when I was still a princess...it could actually affect me."

Lu Li and the Mother of the Swamp each had a short dream.

"Bring it back, the dream master who masters the dream may know something."

"Um."

Lu Li put out the oil lamp, lifted the lampshade, and put the pure white stones into the lampshade. As long as he didn't touch it, he wouldn't seem to be forced to enter a beautiful dream, although Lu Li's previous two deliriums became confused.

The discovery of pure white stone forced the second old Belfast trial to die. Carrying an oil lamp with pure white stones, the Mother of the Swamp sheltered Lu Li to return to the Agate Lake camp.

The Eternal Dreamer has not yet woken up, and Lu Li and his true body and twisted figure are waiting in the Vine Church with the arrival of the Mother of the Swamp.

Residents were studying in the school building, and there were no many walking figures in the camp in the afternoon. After fifteen banyan trees guarded the front of the Agate Lake camp, they built protection.

There were two hours left before evening, and the Eternal Dreamer woke up and called Lu Li and them into the room.

"You brought a piece of debris..." The Eternal Dreamer stared at the light in the oil lamp.

"Do you know it?" Lu Li said.

"Well... I can't tell you what it is, but it can help your dreamer. And the dilemma you are facing... Lu Li, maybe you need a psychologist."

Thirty-four. Return again
Chapter completed!