I have read a lot of random stuff on Doudou.com, and I understand some physiological aspects. In addition, as an elf, my understanding of some monster-related things is similar, and it has a lot of twisted logic.

The floating dream worms are like some pure yin spiritual creatures. The difference is that the state of mental absorption is equivalent to a dream, so it is difficult to contact. You just need to catch it.

It is difficult for ordinary people to see and touch the Yin spirits, mainly because the physical body limits the soul's spiritual dispersion. In fact, the essence of the human soul is far beyond the physical body. Even so, in the state of ordinary people, passing through the Yin spirits will also feel a certain coldness.

Gou Junbao, on the other hand, does not have that problem. He is suspected to be an evolver of a special type and has undergone multiple trainings and developments to improve himself. With the nourishment of magic power and the influence of magic crystals, he has already surpassed the limits of the human body with his multi-faceted improvements.

It is entirely possible to touch things of a spiritual nature just like touching real objects, including dream bugs.

The reason why Gou Junbao is suspected rather than confirmed is mainly because Qin Xiaoxia is too busy to confirm this matter.

Doudou's random talk made Qin Xiaoxia unable to help but think about this possibility. It is foreseeable that if Gou Junbao really has such a strange ability to conceive, it is definitely not as simple as a tadpole swimming.

However, Gou Dandan was just an accident, and Gou Junbao and Xiao Lili probably would not be able to accept Gou Ge deliberately creating non-human offspring, even if it was just tadpoles.

In fact, Doudou's reminder made Qin Xiaoxia think of another research possibility. In short, Gou Junbao would inevitably continue to contribute some essence.

"Cousin, cousin? Are you listening to me? How about it, can I have one? I'll ask the Red Banshee to make me a dog leash!"

Listening to the gurgling call of Doudouji on the phone, Qin Xiaoxia, who was standing on a lighthouse in the castle, hung up the phone directly, but the expression on his face was a little ambiguous, and he pinched his chin with one hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

Su Su on the side looked at her mentor's thoughtful expression, her left leg slightly bent against the inner thigh, her mind full of random thoughts.

"Teacher, you won't really let Brother Gou..."

"beep."

The call has been disconnected.

Doudou sat down on the rattan chair by the river with an unhappy look on his face.

"I failed again. How much fun it is to use the Dream Bug to steal dreams..."

The water flowed in the air as the Red Banshee swam. She opened her mouth but didn't say anything, only adding a sentence in her heart.

"Doudou, I think your cousin is almost convinced by you..."

…

On the other side, as time slowly approached noon, Luo Yuguan and Ping Lei began to feel uneasy again.

"That old man won't come, will he? How about we give him a call?"

"That's not good. Doesn't it show that we don't trust them?"

As he said this, Ping Lei's cell phone rang with a text message reminder, which was sent by that "Master Mo".

He said he was waiting for them downstairs in the dormitory.

The two looked down from the balcony and found the old man standing there waving at them.

"Hey guys, you don't have to wait for us for lunch, we have things to leave!"

Luo Yuguan left a word, then he and Pinglei picked up their phones and ran out.

"Hey? Can you lend me your desktop computer? There's something wrong with my laptop system."

"random!"

When the voice came back, the person had already run far away.

After a while, the two came downstairs and Mr. Mo nodded at them.

"Let's go. It's not convenient here. Let's go to a nearby hotel and get a standard room. We'll find a way to catch the thing that's bothering you tonight."

What Mr. Mo couldn't understand was that although he had originally planned to choose a hotel that was more remote, before he could say it, Luo Yuguan and Ping Lei made it clear that they didn't want to choose a hotel near the school and insisted on running to a hotel a few kilometers away.

Seeing that the old man looked confused, the two men explained awkwardly.

The nearby hotels were nicknamed "gun towers" by the students of the school. At night, especially on holidays like today, the heart-wrenching screams filled the entire building.

They didn't know whether it would affect the old man's behavior, but for two men, no matter how close they were, it was not a good idea to go to a "brazil tower" to get a room together, and it was near the school. If they were just going to sleep, why didn't they go to the dormitory? As for exorcism...

After all, I still have to study in college here for two years, so it’s better to stay far away.

…

That night, the three of them had dinner early and waited in the room.

Although sleeping can be done at any time, Mr. Mo and others think it is better to match the biological clocks of both parties.

Before they knew it, it was 10 o'clock. The old man was sitting cross-legged in front of the door, while Luo Yuguan and Ping Lei were lying down and sleeping.

"No! I can't sleep!"

Ping Lei opened his eyes.

"Me too... I was too nervous to sleep at all."

"Oh, this is really troublesome. Let me, an old man, help you."

Mr. Mo stood up and shook his arms twice. In a flash, the two men fainted.

After a while, there was a knock on the door. After the door was opened, more than a dozen men and women including Mo Qingxue came in.

Two of them were each carrying a bonsai pot, which was sent by Cui Ying from the Shencheng branch.

Everyone gathered around the two beds, looking at the two boys as if they were watching a peep show.

No one spoke, just waited.

"Does it have to be a natural sleep? Does it not count if you faint?"

When everyone had this thought, the mental state of the two people in front of them changed, and those who were close to them felt their hair start to stand up slightly.

Here we come!

"Very good, everyone get ready."

After saying this, Mr. Mo took out a small black cloth roll from his waist and spread it out to reveal a row of sharp silver needles inside.

Since the floating dreamworms will only leave when the object they are attached to dies, just follow their nature.

"Excuse me, young man, please die for once!"

Holding four silver needles in each of his left and right hands, a hint of purple magic emerged on them. The old man's movements were as fast as lightning. With a few quick movements, he locked the hearts and lungs of Luo Yuguan and Ping Lei in the shape of four pillars on their chests.

The eight silver needles were trembling slightly, and waves of magical power were transmitted through them in a trance.

Luo Yuguan and Ping Lei stopped breathing immediately, their faces turned pale in a short time, and then their limbs twitched and they fell silent.

Almost instantly, everyone present got goosebumps.

Two red shadows suddenly rose from the two "corpses", just like two giant blood-red leeches.

The insect body was as big as a bed, much larger than the two people being sucked in.

"This is just a tiny floating dream worm!?"

"Run! Block them!"

The old man roared and rushed to the window first, his blood and energy surging, emitting a burst of heat.

Two of them picked up Luo Yuguan and Ping Lei at once, pulled out the silver needles, and kicked each of them.

With two "bangs", the two beds were stood up and pressed against the wall at the head of the bed, leaving enough space in the room.

Many of the currently known ghosts cannot directly pass through walls. Floating dream worms are not ghosts and there is less information about them, but at present, they should be similar.

A dozen people surrounded the two large red bugs that were curled up in the middle and used their mental perception to block the entire room, isolating it from the mental fluctuations of other dreaming bugs in the outside world.

But other than that, I dare not act rashly for the time being.

Using hook claws, fists, palms, and even swords, as soon as there is the slightest movement, more than a dozen people will kill.

There is no way. The swallowing pocket flowers in the two pots are only as big as a rugby ball. Even if they grow more than ten times larger, they cannot swallow a bug.

One minute, two minutes, the old man who had originally given the order to kill did not take action, but waited with everyone else in confusion.

"Why don't they react at all? What are they doing?"

"Is it a defensive posture?"

Mo Qingxue suddenly thought of something and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"Are you waiting to be 'floated'?"

The air in the room became still.

"They can't be that lazy, can they? They are in great trouble right now..."

"I really am too lazy to move even if I die..."

Everyone seemed to understand why floating dreamworms were so rare.

So, we pushed them out and kept an eye on them at all times to prevent them from flying away like two balloons and being loaded onto a truck like cargo.

When a van drove into the secret area of ​​the headquarters from the road outside the town, Doudou was a little confused.

It was only when we were unloading the goods that we realized they were actually two lazy dreamers.

However, the size is very different from what the Red Banshee said. Isn’t it said that it is usually as big as a washbasin?

Once you get inside the secret realm, you won’t have to worry about the bugs running away.