Chapter 005 Chapter 5
So...she dreamed of Fan Xue?
No, to be precise, I should have dreamed that she turned into Fan Xue?
What kind of strange dream is this?
Xia Meng's forehead was full of question marks.
But this time, she remembered something——
This storage room looked familiar. It was a bit like one of the crime scenes that Fan Xue had described when Wang Xiangyi was conducting a forensic psychiatric evaluation on her. It was in an art classroom at Hua University, and the victim was a senior girl from the Academy of Fine Arts.
That was also Fan Xue’s last crime.
Fortunately, the victim survived.
It was the clues provided by the victim that finally helped the police catch her.
What's going on?
So now she was replaying the crime scene in her dream?
Xia Meng became interested.
You know what, this dream was quite a coincidence.
She experienced Fan Xue's perspective in person, and perhaps she could find more breakthroughs for tomorrow's interview.
It’s just that she rarely remembered the content of her dreams in the past. I hope that when she wakes up tomorrow morning, she can still remember the important details.
Xia Meng relaxed and was about to turn around to look around when an ethereal voice suddenly sounded in her ears.
"What are you waiting for?"
"She stole his love from you! She made you so miserable!"
"She knew he already had a lover but she still kept pestering him. She's a bitch!"
"Don't hesitate, kill her! Punish her! Make her pay the price! Let her feel the pain you've endured!"
"As long as she's gone, the one you love will be back with you! Everything you once had will still belong to you!"
It was the voice of a young woman.
His tone was earnest and encouraging, and seemed full of concern, as if he was considering Fan Xue wholeheartedly.
Xia Meng looked around in surprise and found that there was no one around.
The voice seemed to appear in her ears out of nowhere.
What's this?
Is this Fan Xue’s voice?
But this voice did not sound like Fan Xue's voice.
Fan Xue's voice is cooler and gentler.
But now this voice, although very gentle at first, was also a bit sharp, and Xia Meng felt it was a bit irritating to her ears.
She wanted to raise her hand to rub her itchy ear bone, but at this moment, she found that her body was completely out of control.
I can't lift my hands.
After standing still for a while, his body seemed to understand what the voice said. He slowly turned around and walked step by step towards the other end of the art classroom.
The art classroom is L-shaped. When you turn the corner, you can see three arched windows at the end of the room.
The moonlight at night shone through the windows on three sides, making the classroom much brighter.
Xia Meng saw the figure sitting in the moonlight at a glance.
...Saying "sitting" is not quite accurate.
It should be said that the man's arms were wide open and his wrists were tied to the railing beside the windowsill.
The railing was not high enough, so the man could only sit on the ground with his long legs half bent and half stretched.
Judging from his figure, he should be a man.
He was wearing a loose white shirt and pants, with his shirt open, revealing his well-defined chest and abdomen. The picture looked a bit like the crucifixion of Jesus.
The man lowered his head, with his slightly long hair hanging down, and Xia Meng couldn't see his face clearly.
So she walked towards him -
Of course, not of her own volition.
Her "Fan Xue" body was walking towards him.
The voice in my ear is still whispering, urging me——
"Hurry up! Kill her!"
"This place has been abandoned for years, no one will find it!"
"After tonight, she will disappear from this world forever! This is her karma!"
"Everything that she took away and that originally belonged to you will return to you!"
“Get started—!”
The last three words even revealed a hint of madness.
At this moment, Xia Meng finally heard a sense of familiarity in this voice.
This familiar madness was very similar to Fan Xue in the interrogation room at that time.
Xia Meng didn't have time to think about the strangeness of this, as the current situation did not allow her to think any further.
She picked up a small hammer from the side - this should be a tool used for sculpture.
When he picked it up, it hooked down other tools nearby, which fell to the ground one after another, making a long series of crisp sounds of metal collision.
The sound seemed to finally startle the man with his head down.
He moved his head slightly.
Xia Meng wanted to make a sound to wake him up.
This dream is so weird.
If she allowed things to continue like this, she might become a murderer in this dream.
The silver lining is that dreaming about killing someone is not illegal.
Otherwise, during the past few years of her love-hate relationship with Lao Wang, she would have ended up in jail for betraying her teacher and ancestors in her dreams.
At this time, Xia Meng couldn't open her mouth and couldn't make any sound.
She could only watch herself walk towards him step by step.
Bare feet stepped on the floor, almost silently.
The man was completely unaware of the approaching danger and remained motionless with his head lowered.
In a trance, Xia Meng even felt that the slight movement he made just now was probably just her illusion.
Perhaps it was the wind blowing in through the window that ruffled his bangs.
Getting closer and closer.
Until Xia Meng walked to half a meter away from the man.
The hand holding the small hammer raised the hammer high and aimed at the man's head with ready momentum.
The devil's whispering voice continued:
"Smash it down!"
"Smash it down! All disasters and nightmares will end!"
"Smash it! You can take back everything that belongs to you!"
"Your honor, your happiness, your applause and cheers, everything that belongs to you will all return to you!"
Xia Meng subconsciously wanted to close her eyes.
But her eyelids were completely out of her control and she stared at the person in front of her.
That's too bad.
Even if it's just a dream.
This blow of the hammer would probably make her feel as if her hands were really stained with blood.
This dream is so real.
It is so real that it is hard to even describe it as a "dream".
The voice became sharper.
"Quick! Smash it down--!"
He raised his arm high and swung it quickly towards the man's head.
Just when Xia Meng thought she was about to be forced to witness a bloody scene with her own eyes, the unconscious man suddenly moved.
The man almost flew up into the air, and the restraints on his hands could not hold him back at all.
He raised his legs and straightened his body, and his long legs instantly and accurately kicked the tool out of her hand.
The next second, Xia Meng felt her arm being pulled violently by a force.
The moment he lost his balance, he felt dizzy and was thrown to the ground by this man.
Xia Meng was thrown down so hard that she saw stars in front of her eyes.
The moment she regained consciousness, someone pressed down hard on her neck and held her body tightly, with his breath gently on her face.
"Who are you?"
A clear voice, with a low and alert tone.
Xia Meng vaguely felt that she had heard of it somewhere before.
She looked up in surprise.
Moonlight streamed in through the window, illuminating both of them.
Xia Meng finally saw his face clearly.
I also saw my face clearly reflected in his eyes.
His face.
She had just seen him not long ago.
The firelight illuminated him, making him look like Apollo, the sun god in ancient Greek mythology.
Now in the moonlight, his facial features appear even more profound and delicate.
Looking at each other at such a close distance, Xia Meng found that his dark gray eyes were extremely beautiful.
Why did I dream about him again?
Xia Meng had despaired of the logic of this dream.
Forget about previewing, this dream might be about wanting to hang herself along with her logic.
He stared at her, then slowly raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise, "Why is it you?"
Obviously, he recognized her in his dream.
Xia Meng felt the pressure on her neck loosen. He let go of her and was about to get up, but she raised her hand and grabbed his arm as if possessed by a demon - yes, she had regained control of her body without knowing when - she subconsciously grabbed him, then slightly raised her head and moved closer to his face.
She opened her eyes wide, trying hard to see her reflection in his eyes.
She was not mistaken just now.
It was actually her own face.
That's not right!
She saw it clearly through the glass just now. Wasn’t she facing Fan Xue’s face?
His body stiffened, as if he was not used to being too close to a girl.
He let her stare at him, blinking nervously, and asked in a low voice, "What are you looking at?"
Xia Meng didn't notice his awkwardness.
She touched her face in confusion: "I'm looking at what I look like."
This facial contour is definitely her own face.
She lowered her eyes again and looked at her hand carefully. It was indeed her own hand.
The man looked even more confused than her when he heard this.
Then he stood up straight, leaned over and reached out to pull her.
He smiled at her. "I was in such a hurry this afternoon that I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Li Zhou, Li for dawn, Zhou for daylight. What's yours?"
Dawn, daylight.
Even the name is full of light.
The name suits the person.
Xia Meng didn't bother to be polite with him. She grabbed his hand and used the force to stand up.
Xia Meng: "My name is Xia Meng."
Li Zhou tilted his head and asked, "The Xia Meng from A Midsummer Night's Dream?"
Xia Meng smiled and said, "Yes."
Li Zhou also laughed: "It sounds very nice."
Xia Meng: "Thank you."
Before he could finish his words, the ground suddenly shook violently.
It was like an earthquake.
All sorts of small objects in the art classroom suddenly rolled all over the floor.
Xia Meng was not paying attention for a moment and subconsciously reached out to grab the nearest support point - Li Zhou's arm.
Li Zhou raised his head, looked around, and muttered in confusion: "How did I get into the mental picture?"
Upon hearing this, Xia Meng looked up in surprise and almost stuttered: "Spirit...is this a spiritual image!?"
Isn't she dreaming!?
Isn't he the one she dreamed about?
Are these all true?
ha? ? ?
Li Zhou nodded firmly: "It can't be wrong."
The air here is filled with the aura of spiritual power.
He lowered his head and asked, "Is this your mental picture?"
Xia Meng quickly shook her head: "No, I'm not a special human."
Li Zhou was stunned.
He: "You're not? Then why are you in the Black Tower today?"
In his impression, didn't the Black Tower never allow ordinary humans to approach?
Xia Meng: "It's a long story. I just followed the teacher to do something."
"But..." Li Zhou lowered his head and sniffed, saying doubtfully, "It's a bit strange. I clearly smelled the scent of the Sentinel's spiritual power on you this afternoon."
A very faint breath.
Therefore, he initially mistook her for a low-level sentinel.
"The smell of mental power?" Xia Meng subconsciously raised her hand and smelled her wrist, but it was obvious that she could not smell anything.
Xia Meng didn't take it seriously.
The Sentinel's mental strength... maybe it's because she's come into contact with other Sentinels.
Isn’t Zhou Qi just a sentinel?
Moreover, there are so many sentries coming and going in the Black Tower, it would not be surprising to be exposed to anyone's scent.
Li Zhou tilted his head to look at her, his eyes full of curiosity. "But now, I can smell more of the guide's scent on you. It smells good."
Xia Meng: “?”
The breath of a guide?
Ah...isn’t the guide beside her Lao Wang?
She blinked.
In a few short seconds, countless miscellaneous books on sentry directions that she had read before flashed through her mind.
The book seems to mention that Sentinels are often prone to violent tempers and negative states, and therefore require a guide to use their spiritual power to channel and purify them*.
Sentinels and Guides are usually paired.
If a Sentinel doesn't reject a Guide's spiritual power, and even feels comfortable, friendly, fond of, or attracted to it, then there's a high probability that they're a good match and are well-suited to becoming a combined Sentinel. There's even a chance they're destined to be each other's spouse.
The union between the sentinels is divided into spiritual union and physical union.
Therefore, there is a high possibility that the paired sentinels will develop into a romantic relationship.
Thinking of this, Xia Meng looked at Li Zhou with a hint of sympathy.
Could this person's destined partner be Lao Wang?!
...I really don’t know whether to sympathize with him or with his wife.
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