At the same time as Li Lan spoke, Li Chaiyuan immediately had "brain fog" in his mind.
It is gradually covering its own memories and cognitions, pulling itself into a specific situation in the past.
In this regard, Li Chaiyuan expressed his understanding.
Although the dream ghost is in a state of panic and is gradually losing control of this place, at least for now, the dream is still a dream, and it will still operate according to the established process before its big framework collapses.
That is, Li Chaiyuan didn't like this "gradual" process very much, he could feel that there was a force obscuring his memory.
This gave him the feeling that he was being insulted by someone to his face.
Since this memory coverage is irreversible, he would rather choose a more moisturizing and silent way, otherwise you can simply raise a piece of sand or a bolt of lightning, and then the scene will change instantly, allowing yourself to directly substitute it.
But after thinking about it, Li Zhuiyuan suddenly realized a contradiction, that is, before he was pulled back to the small pickup to listen to the radio as a guest commentator on the show, he should have been pulled into the dream by the dream ghost many times.
It stands to reason that I have been polished to a lot of edges, at least for this kind of dream, I should gradually tend to accept and numb myself.
How could it be that when you fall into a dream again, you still have to spend so long to arrange a sense of substitution for yourself?
So, what were you doing before you dreamed of ghosts?
Brain fog was gradually forming, and Li Chaiyuan couldn't remember some things, so he could only think as much as possible in a limited time, even if it was just a kind of thinking inertia.
It shouldn't be.
Li Chaiyuan admitted that he was much more than his partners on a spiritual level.
But he wouldn't take it for granted that with these, he could make himself look so different in this dream.
Any phenomenon that is counterintuitive must have at least one objective effect.
Li Chaiyuan quickly recalled the conversation between the dream ghost and himself on the small pickup truck.
A guess arose in the teenager's mind:
The dream ghost's soft tone was to himself.
so
Is there a possibility?
It's not just Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng who have problems with the dream.
My own dream,
In fact, something went wrong?
Just as I thought about it, the "brain fog" coverage was completed.
Li Chaiyuan's memory was frozen a year and a half ago, when he had not yet returned to his hometown of Nantong.
The boy's appearance at this time also changed, his height was shorter, his face was a little rounder, the sense of physical strength brought about by insisting on breathing basic skills disappeared, and the temperament that was both oppressive and calm cultivated by experience was also erased.
Li Lan's arms were in front of her, and Li Chaiyuan also had a happy smile on his face, throwing himself into Li Lan's arms, and the mother and son hugged each other.
"Mom, I'm so happy."
A loving mother and filial son.
Although he knew that his mother didn't like him, and even hated him, he still insisted on holding his mother's cuffs.
After hugging each other, Li Lan held the ticket in her right hand and Li Chaiyuan's hand in her left hand, and the mother and son walked into the amusement park.
Although there was no ticket inspector, Li Lan was still doing the action of handing over the ticket and checking the ticket.
Li Chaiyuan stood obediently beside his mother, revealing his curiosity and yearning for the amusement park from time to time.
He will also stand inside, leaning against it and trying not to obstruct the path of other tourists as much as possible.
Even so, except for their mother and son, there are no other tourists here at all.
This is like Lin Shuyou's dream, he ran to his burning temple, the closer he got to the temple, the more he couldn't see the people on the road, but Lin Shuyou wouldn't care about this kind of detail in that situation, after all, he was a little nervous.
Therefore, dreams will also simplify some things that are not necessary, anyway, it will not affect your sense of substitution.
The same phenomenon also appeared in Li Chaiyuan's dream.
But unlike Lin Shuyou's simplification, even if the amusement park is overcrowded at this time, there is no difference between having it and not having it from the perspective of the mother and son.
The mother and son are acting anyway, acting against living people and puppets...... There is no difference between acting in front of the air.
At the entrance of the park, there is a freezer selling cold drinks.
Li Lan looked down at Li Zhuiyuan with a smile, Li Zhuiyuan put a finger to his lips, then unconsciously raised his eyelids, secretly glanced at his mother, and immediately moved back his gaze after touching his mother's gaze.
"Hehe."
Li Lan seemed to have "seen through" her son's careful thoughts, stepped forward, asked for a price in the air, and then selected an ice cream from the freezer.
She gave the money, then asked for the money, and finally said: "Thank you."
Afterwards, Li Lan tore open the wrapper, which was a cute piece of ice cream with a panda face, which she handed to her son.
Li Zhuiyuan stretched out his hand to take it, and then, he took a bite, then raised his arm, Li Lan bent down and took a bite as well.
The mother and son chatted and laughed and began to look for amusement projects in the amusement park.
If you look at it from God's point of view, that is, from the perspective of the dream ghost, even if it hasn't deliberately arranged anything, this dream is weird enough.
The mother and son, in the empty amusement park with no outsiders, performed "no physical objects" extremely delicately.
The ice cream was eaten quickly, and Li Chaiyuan threw the packaging bag and the small wooden stick into the trash can, then opened his hands, a little cramped.
Li Lan took out a facial tissue from her pocket and wiped it carefully for her son.
After wiping it, he put his finger on his son's nose and tapped it, and the mother and son looked at each other and smiled.
Unfortunately, there are no outsiders.
Otherwise, this pair of mother and son will definitely attract the attention of many people.
Cute and sensible children like porcelain dolls, beautiful and beautiful young mothers, every move of mother and son seems to interpret the standard meaning of the word "mother and child".
The dream here should be terrifying.
Just like Tan Wenbin, Runsheng, Lin Shuyou and Yin Meng experienced here.
In fact, for Li Chaiyuan, this dream is also terrifying.
Because Li Lan would have a moment of rejection in her eyes that could not be seen from an outsider's perspective, she suddenly applied a little force when wiping her fingers.
All kinds of fleeting details reveal Li Lan's dislike for herself.
The cruel thing is that she knows that her son can catch it.
What's even more cruel is that she knows that her son knows that she can act perfectly.
The cruelest thing is that she deliberately made her son lose the false warmth and satisfaction that he had worked hard to create when he performed with all his heart.
She was mocking, she was laughing, as if she was facing a ...... Self-deceiving little freak.
They are probably the most connected mother and son in this world.
Therefore, she knows better how to make her son uncomfortable and let him experience the feeling of human skin being constantly torn off.
Every time she saw his acting skills that were gradually uncontrollable due to heart tremors, she could get a little relief in her heart.
"Son, can we take a pirate ship?"
"Okay."
Li Lan went to buy tickets.
The moment she turned around, Li Zhuiyuan raised her hand, as if her eyes had entered the sand, and began to rub it gently.
With the cover of his hand, the young man's eyes revealed a touch of calmness and indifference that did not match his age.
After buying tickets, the mother and son lined up in front of the empty pirate ship.
They can even pull each other when they "see" some interesting people, signal to watch together, and talk and laugh about it.
One starts, and the other can be connected immediately.
In a pleasant and expectant atmosphere, Li Chaiyuan and Li Lan boarded the pirate ship.
The pirate ship began to sway back and forth, gradually increasing in amplitude.
Li Chaiyuan began to cheer, Li Lan hugged her son, and smiled happily.
Originally, this "beautiful atmosphere" should have continued.
But somehow, from Li Chaiyuan's point of view, the one-eyed dragon captain wearing a hat on the bow of the pirate ship turned into the image of a white-haired old man.
Although the old man is old, he is energetic and his body is very strong.
He stood at the bow of the boat, ignoring the shaking of the hull and the "wind and waves", and was smiling kindly at himself.
Look at his smile, and then turn your head to look at your mother's smile.
The two are the same, but the two are very different.
"Xiaoyuanhou...... Xiaoyuan Hou...... Little Yuanhou ......"
The old man called.
Li Chaiyuan had heard his mother's secretary, Aunt Xu, call her parents at home, and Aunt Xu was speaking a very strange dialect at that time.
Aunt Xu said that his mother can speak this dialect, but he has never heard his mother speak, and in his memory, his mother has never spoken to his grandparents in his hometown on the phone.
The swing amplitude of the pirate ship has entered the maximum value.
The old man at the bow of the boat slowly cracked his body, he was broken, but he was still looking at himself, the kind expression on his face did not change, and he continued to call his name.
Li Chaiyuan grabbed the railing of the seat in front of him with both hands and lowered his head.
Li Lan: "Are you afraid, son?"
Li Chaiyuan nodded vigorously: "Mom, it's so scary."
Li Lan: "It's almost over."
The pirate ship gradually stabilized, and this round was over.
When Li Zhuiyuan plucked up the courage to raise his head again, he saw the old man who had shattered a boat.
Here are the hands, there are feet, there are blood stains everywhere, and his head is fixed on the seat in front of him, staring at himself.
Li Lan took Li Zhuiyuan's hand down, and when he got off the boat, the boy's legs were a little weak and his breathing was a little rapid.
"Son, do you want to take a break?"
"No, no." He will not cause trouble to his mother because of himself.
All the troubles that belong to children can be created, but they must be within a limited scope, just to reflect the cuteness of children and set the stage for the mother's performance.
"Then let's go play bumper cars?"
"Okay."
Still buying tickets and queuing.
After it was the turn of the mother and son, the two sat in a car together.
It is a circular venue with many trolleys inside.
On the smooth ground, boys and girls wearing costumes of various ethnic groups are painted holding hands.
When the indicator light came on, all the cars inside, even if no one was driving, started moving.
Li Lan motioned for Li Chaiyuan to drive, Li Zhuiyuan held the steering wheel, stepped on the pedals, and the speed of the bumper car picked up, and soon collided with the car in front of him.
"Ouch!"
"Ouch!"
The mother and son let out the same cry.
Next, turn the steering wheel, disengage, and crash into another person.
"Bang."
"Hehe."
"Haha!"
Pure bumping around, looking for a suitable opportunity, preferably from the side, crashing into other cars, and then the mother and son seemed to be able to hear the non-existent screams of the car at the same time, and then laughed together.
But while it was open, Li Zhuyuan suddenly saw that in the center of the venue, the area where a little girl was originally drawn, the little girl left the picture and sat up.
She was wearing a red Hanfu, very dignified, sitting quietly on a small bench, with her feet in front of her.
She was very quiet, she was also very beautiful, although her eyes were not focused, even if there were bumper cars speeding by, she didn't pay the slightest attention, just simply looked straight ahead.
Somehow, when he saw her, Li Chaiyuan also became quiet.
The boy even leaned slightly to the side, a little distance away from his mother, at least not as close as before.
Li Lan asked: "Are you tired?"
"Hmm."
"Then mom will open it."
Without waiting for Li Chaiyuan to respond, Li Lan reached out and grabbed the steering wheel, and then pressed the pedal with her foot suddenly.
This time, the bumper car did not hit other cars, but drove straight towards the position in the center of the venue.
The speed was very fast, there was little reaction time, Li Chaiyuan's eyes widened, and he immediately saw the girl being crushed by his bumper car.
The boy's body began to tremble.
Li Lan continued to drive, stepped on the reverse pedal, and then ran back again.
The boy's hands were clenched, and his well-repaired nails were embedded in the flesh.
Li Lan drove over again.
The boy raised his head and felt a strong sense of suffocation.
Li Lan: "Son, is your mother driving well?"
The boy gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.
Li Lan ran over again, again and again, back and forth.
"Son, how is your mother's skills?"
"Son, is your mother amazing?"
"Son, what's wrong with you today, are you so timid?"
The end sound sounded.
All the bumper cars stopped.
People who did not exist in the car began to get out of the car and leave, whether it was an "adult" or a "child", their faces showed unsatisfied.
Normally, the ticket price of bumper cars in amusement parks is the most expensive of all projects, and the experience time is not long.
Li Lan asked: "Son, can we play again?"
At this time, you can leave one person in the car and let another person pay, so you can continue playing without queuing.
Li Chaiyuan opened his eyes, and in his line of sight, the center of the venue was already red.
The Hanfu, which was originally red, had already been torn and broken under constant crushing.
Although he didn't know why, just now, Li Chaiyuan had countless urges to vent in his heart, he couldn't wait to tear off the human skin on his body with his own hands, and then tear off the human skin of the woman next to him.
He really wanted to stand here bloody, face her, face the world.
Because he couldn't bear this inexplicable pain.
But every time this impulse reached a critical point, Li Chaiyuan's forehead would always have a cold and soft touch, gently stroking it.
It smoothed out its furrowed brows again and again, and pulled its mentality on the verge of collapse back from the edge of the cliff.
He didn't know why this cliff suddenly appeared in front of him, and he didn't know why there was a rope on his body to stop him from jumping off the cliff.
But he cherished this rope very much, like a drowning person, and finally craved a ray of fresh air.
Turning his head again, he looked at his mother sitting next to him who was still eager to continue playing.
Li Zhuiyuan smiled and replied:
"Okay."
Li Lan handed a piece of money to Li Chaiyuan, which was a large denomination, but it could only be renewed once.
Li Zhuiyuan left the bumper car, walked to the empty ticket office, handed over the money, then smiled in front of him, turned sideways, and pointed to the bumper car his mother was riding.
Then, Li Zhuiyuan ran back and sat back in the car.
Coming and going, there was a sticky sound of "creaking" from the soles of the shoes, which stabbed the boy's eardrums.
"Mom, okay."
"Okay, let's keep playing."
"Okay."
"You come and drive, Mom take a break?"
"Hmm!"
Li Chaiyuan took the steering wheel and put his feet on the pedals to prepare.
He had already realized that deep in his heart, it seemed that a large piece was missing.
He didn't know where this piece went, but he could keenly sense that this piece continued to play a role.
This seems to be a tug-of-war.
The other end of the rope seems to be more than just my mother.
Similarly, there seemed to be another figure standing beside him.
There are no clue conditions, no known information, he only knows that he cannot lose.
The indicator light came on again, and a new round of the game began.
Li Chaiyuan drove the bumper car and began to collide with other cars.
Li Lan just watched her son play with a smile at first, but after a while, she seemed to find that her son was only looking for a car collision on the edge, so she stretched out her finger to the center.
"Son, go there, go there."
Li Zhuyuan turned his head to look at the center, and he saw the girl in red Hanfu appearing there again, still sitting on the bench, with her embroidered shoes neatly stepping in front of her.
The boy turned the steering wheel and drove towards her.
The violent trembling in his heart resurfaced, and he began to tremble again, a tremor from his heart, a strong urge to tear everything off his body, resurfaced again.
But at this moment, the girl smiled at him.
At this moment, Chase Li became quiet, and he also smiled.
"Bang!"
He crashed over.
Li Lan: "Is it fun?"
Li Chaiyuan: "It's so fun."
Li Lan: "Then go back quickly."
Li Chaiyuan: "Okay, Mom."
The impact again and again, the crushing again and again, in exchange for the trembling of the heart again and again, but as the number gradually increases, the inner resistance is gradually decreasing.
In this round of the game, Li Lan did not take over the steering wheel.
In the next round of the game, and in the next round, all the boys were still playing.
He screamed loudly, he laughed happily, and his face was covered in sweat.
Finally, it was Li Lan who said: "Son, take a break."
"Okay."
Li Zhuiyuan let go of the steering wheel with both hands, leaving two wet handprints.
The mother and son left the bumper car and walked out.
On the way, Li Chaiyuan looked back behind him, in the center, the girl was still sitting there.
She didn't blame herself for what she had done to her, she still looked at him like this, smiling at him, as if there were countless bright stars hidden in her eyes.
Li Chaiyuan's face also filled with a smile.
The boy couldn't describe this feeling specifically, it seemed to be a kind of trust, so much so that she didn't need to speak, just a simple look to understand each other, and any superfluous explanation was a useless burden.
Li Lan asked: "It seems that my son is really having fun."
"Well, I'm very happy."
Li Chaiyuan doesn't know what kind of environment he is in now, and he has not broken through the memory coverage under the "brain fog".
But from the perspective of the dream ghost, even if there is no other bad and tricky affection, it is also a headache for such an opponent.
If it were someone else, this kind of forcibly dragging in and forcibly polishing over and over again could erode step by step until it collapsed.
But here in the boy, even though the dream ghost had already peeked at and calculated the most suitable dream, what the boy showed was actually not numb......
He's adapting!
All the scenes you mobilize that can cause him to lose control of his emotions will be overcome by him one by one, and in the end, in his heart, there will be no more waves.
He was even able to gain some kind of happiness from this process of overcoming extreme emotions.
However, he is not without flaws.
What he was hiding, what was he maintaining, he had another critical point, he only needed to break a small hole by himself, and what greeted him was a complete collapse.
But the question is......
Outside the amusement park ticket gates.
The figure holding a candle and bowing his head stood there, and when it wanted to go inside, the ticket railing in front of it never opened for it.
The dream ghost slowly raised its head, revealing its face that was indistinguishable between men and women.
This face was full of confusion.
It felt that it had found another way to break through the boy's defenses, but the problem was that as the creator of this dream, it was actually blocked outside of this dream.
It cannot make any modifications to this dream.
This also means that no matter how many times the dream is reincarnated, what the boy experiences here is the first version of the dream.
If the first version of the dream is really effective for it, even if it is only 0.99, then continuous multiplication can continue to weaken it.
But if this version of the dream is 1 for the boy. No matter how many times you multiply it, it will be ineffective.
If it's really 1, then forget it, at least it can be trapped here, but what if it's 1.01?
This is also the reason why the dream ghost pulled the boy out of the dream again, he was worried that if it continued, his dream would only continue to enhance the boy's state of mind.
The most obvious manifestation is that every time you dream, the time you need to cover the teenager's established cognition is getting longer and longer.
But after pulling him out, he himself actually ...... took the initiative to walk in again.
But this is not the most exaggerated.
The dream ghost took a step back, and its figure suddenly came to the center of the bridge.
On both sides, there are lakes.
On the lake on the east side, turtles, large and small, are swimming on the lake, stretching out and seeming no end.
On the lake on the west side, ghosts were swimming below, and countless hands kept sticking out of the water, as if they were suffering some kind of torture, trying to catch something to replace themselves.
The dream ghost looked at the candle in his hand.
Originally, the candle flame was red.
Now, one-third is blue, one-third is black, and only the red is left in the middle, and it continues to be compressed.
It was its dream, but it had gradually lost control of it.
It doesn't know why this happened, it really can't figure it out.
As a dream ghost, this should be its home court, and it should dominate everything here.
This is also the most daunting part of it.
What kind of horror exists?
In this way, can you forcibly intervene in your absolute home field?
The dream ghost closed his eyes.
The next moment,
It opens its eyes.
It lay in a pond, a burning candle, standing on its chest.
The area around the pond was pitch black, but through the faint light of the candles, more than a dozen vague figures could be seen.
They all sat cross-legged by the pond, each doing the movements in their hands.
Some are pinching their fingers, some are divining with turtle shells, some are throwing lots, some are planning, and some are shaking coins......
The calculated telekinesis formed bursts of halos around it.
This is an absolutely luxurious lineup, in this world, there are really not many forces that can send this kind of deduction formation.
The dream ghost and them are not a group, they have always been wary of each other.
They want to arrange their own killing, at least useless.
I need this blessing from them, to obtain a higher blessing of deduction, so that my dream can go further.
Both sides, each takes what they need.
But the problem now is:
Who are the people you want me to kill?
no
Do you really know who I want to kill?
no
you
How did you dare?
At this time, a figure walked in from outside, his figure was completely wrapped in a gray robe, not showing the slightest, and even the sound he made was distorted.
The dream ghost didn't know what their identity was, they made the most sophisticated hiding and concealment of themselves, not only in reality, but also in the cause and effect of heaven, erasing the traces of their actions.
"Can you stop?"
The other party sent out an inquiry.
Dream ghost: "Yes, but I think let's enjoy it for a while."
"Don't be too greedy, you have received enough blessings, stop quickly, so as not to have too many dreams at night."
Dream ghost: "I like long nights, I prefer dreams."
To tell the truth, it is impossible to say.
Dream ghosts know very well that if they tell them the real situation in their dreams, the first thing they will do is to decouple from themselves and even suppress themselves in turn.
However, it seems that they also feel that this matter is 90% certain, and they don't feel that there will be any problems under such careful arrangement, just like when they first started.
"Finish early."
"Okay."
The dream ghost closed his eyes again.
It can't end.
Only everyone goes into the water together,
Only then can I have a chance to take advantage of the chaos and go ashore.
……
The man in the gray robe turned around and walked out, he pushed open a door, outside the door was gloomy darkness, and inside the door, the torches were bright.
Although there is only one door, the forbidden formation in the middle is complex and dense, and it is completely two different pattern environments.
There was a well in the house, the mouth was very large, but not too deep.
The wall of the well was full of chains, and talisman paper was attached to the chain, trapping something inside.
The locked thing sometimes takes on the appearance of a human, sometimes it turns into a bird, but no matter how it changes, the chains that trap it are still extremely stable.
In the room, there was another person, who was also wearing a gray robe.
Two people in gray robes stood opposite each other across the wellhead.
They come from the same family, but they don't know each other.
Because although this family has a main family, the main family can only manage its own family on weekdays, and the family branches are scattered like stars, and even the surnames are different from each other.
This is a method of avoiding disasters and a means of inheritance.
Only at a certain time, when summoned by the master's family, would their group gather together to act on the basis of hiding their identities.
After the incident, they will disperse and become incognito again, without knowing each other.
"I didn't expect that after all these years, someone in their family started to walk the river again."
"Xu learned the lesson of the failure of the last time he went to the river, and this time this person walked quietly.
If it weren't for the deep entanglement between the ancestors and the Liu family, leaving an opportunity to calculate the changes in the river, I'm afraid that no one would really be able to find out in the rivers and lakes."
"Maybe I just left and haven't had time to make a name for myself."
"This is not necessarily, the old lady of the Liu family has never been a good character."
"She's old."
"Yes."
"Are you curious about this person?"
"I'm not curious, it's stupid, I've never seen a fish that knows how to cooperate and obediently enters the net by itself.
I even wonder if it is cost-effective for us to put on such a battle and pay such a huge price just to get rid of him?"
In order to isolate the causal relationship as much as possible, they were also extremely careful when promoting the layout, so they spent a lot of resources and tried not to leave traces in person.
But this time, the other lines were advancing very smoothly, and there was one line, which was extremely troublesome.
In the end, he had to send a clansman to personally correct it, and after correcting it, he committed suicide.
Therefore, although the bureau was arranged by them, they did not know who they wanted to kill.
Because only those who do not know can be innocent.
"I can't give the Dragon King Qin Dragon King Liu a chance to get up again, these two families are all crazy."
"I know, but I'm looking forward to it, the old lady of the Liu family went crazy first."
"This is what we want to see."
"The dream ghost is almost over."
"Then be ready to suppress it, let this Birch form devour the dream ghost, and completely annihilate the traces."
"This Boqi form god was suppressed by the Liu family in history, but it is also in line with cause and effect."
Saying that, the two gray-robed men straightened their chests together, and their voices changed from the previous gloomy to righteousness.
"Dream ghosts are difficult to deal with in the world; We have put in a lot of effort to unite with those who walk the river to set up this situation, just for the right path, to get rid of this evil spirit!"
"Our generation of righteous people, everyone can sacrifice, just to seek clarity in the rivers and lakes, peace in the world, and the heart of eliminating demons and defending the Tao, heaven and earth can be learned!"
……
After a short rest, Li Chaiyuan and Li Lan walked into the haunted house together.
Nowadays, haunted houses require a lot of cost to create light and shadow effects, and in order to save costs and create a terrifying atmosphere, they often run in the direction of down-to-earth or even grounded.
The coffins, paper figures, black and white impermanence, torture and other scenes are arranged in terms of physical discomfort, as long as they scare you, it is worth the price.
Li Chaiyuan and Li Lan led the way and visited the haunted house.
The mother and son were "frightened" to the point of being confused.
Li Lan will hug her son, and Li Chaiyuan will also hug her mother.
The haunted house is very dark, and the requirements for the details of acting skills are not high, so both mother and son can get respite and relaxation.
After all, no matter how good a senior actor is, he will feel tired after a long time.
However, there were some scenes that made Li Chaiyuan's heart shake.
He saw a big man squatting on the ground gnawing on corpses.
I saw a woman lying in a coffin and suddenly sat up, she was made of paper figures and had very white skin.
I saw young people who were possessed by evil spirits and kept hitting the wall.
I saw a man who was bitten by two child ghosts.
When passing by these four scenes of them, Li Chaiyuan's expression changed on his face, and it was not all pretending, even if he knew in his heart that they were fake.
After walking out of the haunted house, Li Lan tidied up her hair and deliberately avoided her son, not wanting her son to see his mother's frightened side.
Li Chaiyuan was repeatedly telling the classic scenes in it, fairy tales.
After Li Lan finished cleaning up, she squatted down, looked at her son, and said with a smile: "Our family is Xiaoyuan, but they are really brave!"
Saying that, she reached out and hugged the boy into her arms, patted the boy on the back, and comforted: "It's all fake, it's all fake, be good, don't have nightmares at night, Xiaoyuan is a brave and strong child, right?"
Li Chaiyuan turned his head slightly and looked at his mother's delicate earlobe.
He could even imagine the sarcastic smile behind him, on the corner of his mother's mouth.
Perhaps, my mother also knew that she could imagine her current expression.
Then perform a divine injury and cooperate with her?
Li Lan gently pushed Li Zhuiyuan away and looked at Li Zhuiyuan's face, and from the depths of the boy's eyes, she saw a touch of fleeting sadness and pain.
"There's an anagram game ahead, shall we go there?"
"Okay."
Li Chaiyuan continued to be led by Li Lan.
He knew that he and his mother had the same disease, and he could often see his mother taking deep breaths in front of the mirror over and over again every morning before going out.
But for some reason, when he used to get along with his mother, he would try his best to make her happy, and in addition to this, he could actually gain some kind of special comfort.
Like a kind of satisfaction, a kind of attachment, a kind of inertia, a kind of sustenance?
He has never really acted, and he has invested in some other things that he is unfamiliar with.
However, this time he came to the amusement park with his mother, and he found that he could not find that unfamiliar emotion.
If you can't see her, it seems that it's okay, if you can leave her, it seems good, if she doesn't appear in your life, you don't seem to be so tired?
That thing...... It was like suddenly, lost forever.
Li Zhuyuan looked up and looked at the sky.
I seemed to have lost a lot of things all at once?
"Son, what's wrong with you?"
"Mom, I'm a little tired."
"That's just right, do a problem-solving game and relax."
"Hmm."
The problem solving booth is very large, this is a relatively large event in the amusement park, there are three corridors side by side, there are screens inside, after solving a problem, you can go to the next table.
Finally, according to the number of problems solved, you can get some rewards to choose from.
Of course, you also have to buy tickets, and the prizes are not expensive, many of them are anagrams and even brain teasers.
"Son, shall we come to the competition?"
"Okay."
The mother and son walked to a corridor alone.
There should be a staff member behind each table, or when it's not busy, a staff member takes care of two or three tables, but here, there is no one.
The questions are placed on the table and answered by yourself.
The mother and son didn't have to compare the answers, what they solved was correct.
Li Lan paid.
Answering the questions begins.
The first question is a photo the size of an entire table, full of unified faces, asking you to find out where the different one is within a limited time.
The difficulty is not ordinary, because there are too many small photos, and it should not appear in this environment.
But the mother and son didn't feel anything unusual.
After all, there was no one in the entire amusement park, and they didn't find anything strange.
Li Chaiyuan just glanced at it, stretched out his finger to the different small grid, and then went around the screen to the next question.
It stands to reason that even if his memory is good, he shouldn't be so fast if he wants to remember so many faces and find the difference at once.
For example, my mother is still stuck in the first question.
The second question is an arithmetic question, but it uses a special gossip method that allows you to substitute these special symbols and calculate the answer.
Li Chaiyuan still just glanced at it, and the answer came out, he wrote down the answer and went to the next question.
He still felt strange that he didn't seem to be familiar with these special symbols, and they really moved naturally at a glance, telling him the final result.
The third question is a color problem, which requires you to dip a brush in paint to complete the painting on the table.
When you look closely at this painting, it seems to be still moving, the stream is flowing, the mountain wind is blowing, and the weather is surging.
This is no longer the topic that should appear here, even if you don't consider the rhythm of the weather, just painting skills are enough to stuck 90% of the people in the amusement park.
Li Chaiyuan picked up the brush and made a few simple strokes, which were smooth and natural.
The next question is a puzzle, a very high puzzle for you to finish.
Li Chaiyuan spread out the puzzle part, looked at it for a while, and began to splice it, and it didn't take too long for him to finish it.
I basically didn't think much about it, and most of my time was spent on puzzles.
After spelling it out, it was a dragon poking its head in the clouds.
Normal people fight this, I'm afraid it won't take a few days and nights.
Before Li Chaiyuan went to the fifth question, he deliberately walked back, came to the corridor, and saw that his mother had just finished the second question, holding a paintbrush, and doing the third question.
Mom, why did you become stupid?
Li Chaiyuan turned around and walked towards the table for the fifth question, because of the angle, and separated by three screens, the mother and son could not see each other at this time.
But when Li Chaiyuan walked to the table of the fifth question, he was stunned.
There was actually one person sitting behind the table.
Li Zhuyuan couldn't see the man's face clearly, or even his clothes, but he only knew that there was a person sitting there.
"Who the hell is idle and has nothing to do, pulling me into a dream?"
(End of this chapter)