Dahai took out the tin pot, and there was a button on the side that you wouldn't notice unless you looked closely.

After pressing the button, what came out was the clear water hidden at the bottom of the pot. Dahai took another two sips and then wiped his mouth.

Then Dahai performed an incredible operation, standing up the three sleeping people, with the head of the first one resting on the thigh of the second one, and the three people stood up in a triangle.

At the same time, each person's right hand passes through the other person's thigh, and his left hand passes through his own thigh and overlaps with the latter person's hands.

Both hands were clenched into fists, with only one index finger exposed, and the dream catcher he brought was hung on it.

At the same time, while only one foot is left for support, the other foot is pulled out and straightened, hanging on the two stacked hands to form a support, and the dream catcher is also put on.

Three people and nine dreamcatchers are superimposed into a strange performance art.

Dahai smiled with satisfaction and took out the biggest thing in the bag.

It was a huge ever-burning candle, the diameter of which was the size of a eating bowl, placed in the gap between the three of them.

Dahai also took out a device and put two patches on the double eyelids of the three people in sequence for testing.

A straight line of radio waves above the instrument fluctuated up and down regularly, and Dahai murmured excitedly: "What a good story, it makes you dream, right?"

After inspecting Lixia and Han Dong with satisfaction, Dahai patted the instrument when they detected the road and bridge.

Looking at the floating values ​​​​on it, I was a little confused: "Are you a nightmare? As long as you have a dream."

Dahai put away the instrument and lit the ever-burning lamp with a lighter. The candle was bright in the dark night, and the candle head rose upward.

Then a strange scene formed, the candle head began to circle around the dream catcher around the three people.

The smoke ring forms a circle, condensing without spreading.

Dahai laughed even louder, groping for the stone where the road bridge had just been, and sat down.

From the angle of the sea, only Lixia and Han Dong could be seen.

As for the road bridge blocked by Li Xia and Han Dong, Dahai's eyelids were jumping up and down quickly, which Dahai didn't notice.

…

One night a year ago.

Lu Qiao sat on the desk and looked at the only sentence in Word: Uncle Snake's plan.

But not a single word was written in the content. There were more than 20 notification messages on the cell phone on the table, all from the same supervisor.

Although the contents of the twenty pieces of text are different, they all express the same meaning. There is no need for the anchor to rush you after writing them!

It's obvious that he's already off work, and his salary is only 3,000 yuan.

"Give me three thousand, and I'll risk my life! Damn it!" Lu Qiao muttered, hammering at the keyboard, angrily holding on to the keys.

Looking at the screen, there are indeed a lot of garbled symbols and Chinese characters that I typed out.

There is a passage in it that I accidentally typed as: Control Control Control Dream.

At that moment, Lu Qiao felt that his two channels, Ren and Du, had been opened.

I didn't have time to delete what I typed, so I opened Baidu and entered: Kong Meng.

You wouldn’t know if you didn’t look it up, but there’s really some aspect to it.

In order to ensure nothing goes wrong, from Tieba to Baidu, from Baidu to Zhihu, from Zhihu to Wiki, from the little blue bird on the external network to the Youtu Turtle.

I finally understood what was going on and saw a new message from my supervisor pop up on my phone.

Ignoring it completely, Lu Qiao turned to look at his bed and began to try to control his dreams.

It is said to be dream control, but in fact it is also considered to be dream creation.

Use light sleep, that is, artificial intervention in the non-rapid eye movement period.

This allows you to enter the state of lucid dreaming, and the creativity you cannot think of is left to the dream.

Turn off all light sources in the bedroom, keep all electronic devices away from the bed, and sit on the bed for ten minutes to clear your mind.

Lie down and start recalling your last dream, or your most unforgettable experience.

The details, pictures, and sounds try to simulate the environment at that time, even the emotions and tastes.

Of course, the end of all the information shows that if you have the ability, you can even build your own dream.

The content in Lu Qiao's mind at this time was that when he was seven years old, his parents had forgotten him, and he almost drowned in the sea paradise. Thanks to the uncle beside him who found out in advance and dragged him ashore, the memory was still vivid in his mind.

Then Lu Qiao fell into sleep. It was not a good dream, it was a nightmare!

After waking up, Lu Qiao immediately sat on the computer and recalled the process of his dream.

In the ocean, I was injured, and the shark attracted by the smell of blood ate me.

My first reaction was that I felt that this dream was very unreliable and unrealistic, but I had already spent the night, and it would only be a matter of time before the company fired me if I couldn’t provide good content!

I had no choice but to come up with a prefix by myself. A rich man in XX City was so rich that he built an aquarium at home and raised a shark. Whenever someone disobeyed him, he would invite people to come to his home to swim and secretly smear people with bloody substances.

, then opened the gate and released the shark.

After laying the groundwork for the cause and effect, Lu Qiao took the thousands-word manuscript he had written and passed it on.

After all, it was an unfounded story, and Lu Qiao’s heart was trembling the moment he was told.

But there was really no time. The supervisor thought that Luqiao had been writing all night, and whether it was a dead horse or a living horse, he could only pull it out.

When Uncle Snake started airing, he relied on his own experience and had an older brother who he had followed before, and he pretended to be mysterious about what Lu Qiao had written.

The live broadcast that day gained 5,000 followers and more than 3,000 rewards.

One big brother even gave me two thousand-yuan gifts just to listen to Uncle Snake describe how this unfounded big brother got rich.

At the end of the live broadcast, Uncle She was extremely excited about the rewards, and of course he began to ask the company's copywriters, that is, Luqiao, to continue compiling such stories without stopping.

Lu Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, and then he would relax his mind before going to bed every day and then start to recall Uncle Snake's live broadcast, controlling the dream in the dream to create a second time.

During the first year of his junior year, Lu Qiao learned to control his dreams.

Uncle Snake relies on his wild, half-true and half-false jokes, coupled with real scenes of outdoor adventures, and his revenue from fans and rewards continues to increase, establishing his position as the number one brother in the company.

But dream control is a double-edged sword.

As long as you have content and pictures, dreams will be endlessly imagined and extended.

But without new images, dreams can't create anything new for you.

Just like taking medicine, the original dose of one tablet is enough to support the recovery of the disease.

However, after abuse, the dosage will continue to increase until tolerance develops and the effect is completely lost.

The same is true for dreams. Luqiao's dream has reached its limit.

Uncle Snake's live broadcast also encountered bottlenecks. As the story got longer, it began to make mistakes.

Gradually, there are more and more flaws, and the data is getting worse and worse.

So with what is happening now, the burden of change has returned to Luqiao.

Dahai's instrument read correctly, Li Xia and Han Dong had fallen asleep.

Lu Qiao did go to sleep, but Lu Qiao's sleep was different.

Luqiao, who was habitually controlling his dreams, began to construct the story told by Dahai in his mind.

Jiangzhe Province, Lukang District, Jiangxin Island, Jiangdu Temple, the temple enshrines the Four Water Gods.

Lu Qiao watched in surprise as the spectacular scene in front of him reflected what had happened, and he was drugged by the sea.

In his dream, Lu Qiao held his eyelids with his hands, slapped himself, and jumped up and down!

In the past, when I encountered nightmares, I would try to use this trick to wake myself up quickly.

But at this moment, these tricks completely failed, Luqiao reacted.

My body was anesthetized, and I couldn't wake up until the suffocating effect of Dahai and the anesthetic had dissipated.

During the time that he controlled his dreams and built it, Lu Qiao tried not to let himself think too much.

Sitting at the gate of Jiangdu Temple, my thoughts can never stop if I want to.
Chapter completed!