Lumian subconsciously looked around and saw familiar tables and chairs, bookshelves, wardrobes and beds.
This was his bedroom, but it was shrouded in a faint gray mist.
Lucid dreaming? I had a lucid dream? Lumian's pupils dilated instantly.
Lucid dreaming refers to the fact that although you are dreaming, you maintain your waking thinking and memory ability, which is a fairly rare state that can be triggered with a higher probability by specially trained people.
Previously, in order to unlock the secret of Lumian's gray mist dream and help him completely eliminate this hidden danger, Aurore had used different methods to create lucid dreams many times, but he had failed.
And now, Lumian inexplicably regained consciousness in the dream.
After a brief period of shock and stunning, Lumian regained his thoughts and thought of a possibility:
"Is it caused by the tarot card representing the 'Seven of Wands'?
"The woman said that this card helped me unlock the secrets of my dreams......
"So, what it does is put me into a lucid dream state where I can really explore this area shrouded in gray mist?
"Hmm...... Compared with my previous impression, the gray fog seems to be much lighter now, a lot of ......."
In the blink of an eye, Lumian turned sideways, quickly walked to the reclining chair, propped up the table against the wall with both hands, and looked out the window.
What caught his eye was not a familiar scene.
This dream did not replicate the village of Kordu where he lived.
Under the light and thin gray and white mist, the most eye-catching thing was a towering mountain peak, which was purely composed of brownish-red stones and reddish-brown soil, extending twenty or thirty meters towards the sky.
Surrounding the peak are circles of buildings that have either collapsed to the ground or have been burned black, making it impossible to see what they look like when they are intact.
From where Lumian was, they looked like destroyed tombs, arranged neatly in the form of a circle.
And the entire area, the ground is pitted, there are many gravel, and there is not a single weed.
In addition, the fog at high altitude turned thick and white, and Lumian had no way of confirming whether there was a sun, only knowing that it was extremely dark here, like a night with only starlight shining.
After observing carefully for a while, he whispered to himself:
"Is this the whole scene of the dream?"
This dream that had troubled him for many years, what was his real state like?
After a brief fainting, Lumian thought about a more realistic question:
"Where is the so-called dream secret hidden?
"On that mountain peak, or inside some destroyed building?"
Lumian didn't leave the bedroom eagerly, entered the area, explored the dream, still staying in place, looking at every place he could see.
Suddenly, he felt a figure flash in the ruins of the building surrounding the mountain peak.
Due to the fact that the house he was in was only two stories high, the height was not enough, and although the gray mist was thin, his presence could not be ignored, and Lumian could not be sure whether he was hallucinating for a while.
After a while, he exhaled slowly and said to himself in his heart:
"Don't rush, be patient, don't rush, be patient.
"It seems that this dream really has a lot of secrets, it doesn't seem to belong to me entirely, and exploring blindly is likely to lead to danger......
"Well, I'll go to that woman early tomorrow morning to see if I can ask for details, and then decide what to do......"
In the midst of his thoughts, Lumian retracted his gaze, ready to get out of this dream and sleep peacefully.
But in a sober state, he didn't know what to do to really wake up for a while.
After failing to hint again and again, he lay down on the bed, trying to make his mind chaotic, simulating the state he had been in when he was asleep.
Unknowingly, after an unknown amount of time, Lumian sat up abruptly and saw the pale golden sunlight penetrating into the room through the curtains.
"Finally woke up......
"Sure enough, falling asleep in a dream will restore that muddled state, and then you will be able to get out of ......."
Lumian breathed a sigh of relief and muttered to himself silently.
At this moment, there was a knocking sound at the door.
"Auror?" Lumi felt relieved, worried about something bad would happen.
"It's me." Auror's voice came into the room.
Lumian turned over and got out of bed, walked quickly to the door, held the handle, and pulled back.
Outside the door was indeed Aurore, she was wearing a white silk nightdress, and her long golden hair was softly draped behind her.
"How is it?" She seemed pretty sure that Lumian had just woken up.
Lumian did not hide it and told Aurore what happened to him.
Aurore nodded as if thinking:
"The function of that card is to make you have lucid dreams......"
She then asked:
"What are you going to do next?"
Lumian said "Hmm":
"Wait for something to eat, I'll go to that woman to see if I can get more information and find out her true intentions."
"Yes." Aurore did not object.
She then said:
"I will also write to someone to ask about the dreams you describe to see what those things represent."
Speaking of this, she glanced at Lumian's suddenly nervous expression, and a smile bloomed:
"Don't worry, I will do some embellishments, and I won't throw everything at once, the principle of step by step is what I taught you.
"Well, when communicating with that lady, don't force it, try to be friendly, this doesn't mean that we are afraid of her, it's just that one more friend is better than one more enemy."
"No problem." Lumian solemnly agreed.
…………
Village of Kordu, Old Tavern.
As soon as Lumian approached the bar, he rushed at the tavern owner Maurice, who was a part-time bartender. Bennett:
"Which room does that foreign woman live in?"
The old tavern itself is also the only inn in the village, with six rooms on the second floor for accommodation.
Morris. Bene is not fat, nor burly, like most villagers, he has black hair and blue eyes, and his biggest feature is that his nose is always red, which is brought about by frequent drinking.
He is the parish priest Guillaume Guillaume. Bene's people, but they are not close, and they belong to distant cousins.
"Why are you asking this?" Morris. Bene asked curiously, "That kind of woman from the big city will look down on a country bumpkin like you?"
He has a noticeable inquiring expression on his face and a strong interest in abnormal relationships between men and women.
"Aren't you also a hillbilly and a barefoot man?" Lumian scoffed, and then casually made up a reason, "That woman lost something last night, I found it this morning, and sent it to her."
"Really?" Morris. Bene expressed doubts about Lumian's credit.
Eight of the ten sentences of this guy were made up.
"Otherwise? Do you think she can take a fancy to me?" Lumian is justified.
"Yes." Morris. Benet was persuaded, "She was in the room near the square, across from the bathroom."
After watching Lumian walk up the stairs, the tavern owner muttered softly while wiping his glass:
"It's not impossible, sometimes people want to try new flavors......"
His muttering voice was just right for Lumian to hear.
…………
On the second floor of the tavern, Lumian found the only bathroom in the dimly lit aisle, and then saw a white paper sign hanging on the brass handle of the dark red wooden door opposite.
It reads in Intis:
"Resting.
"Please do not disturb."
Lumian looked down for a few seconds, and instead of rushing forward to knock on the door, he took two steps back and stood against the wall.
He planned to wait here for the lady to go out.
The previous wandering life taught him that when opportunities arise, he must make extremely decisive attempts and try his best to seize them, without the slightest hesitation, without thinking about the past, without caring about face, and without being cowardly and timid, otherwise the opportunity will inevitably be lost, and he will fall into an even more tragic vicious circle.
Time passed minute by minute, and Lumian stood there, not at all irritable.
If there were a bystander here, if it weren't for his occasional tampering, he would probably have treated him like a statue.
Finally, the door creaked open.
The lady changed into a long dress with light green and white edges, and her brown hair was tied up at the back of her head.
She swept Lumian with her pale blue eyes for a second, then looked down at the paper sign on the doorknob, and asked with a smile:
"How long have you waited?"
She was not at all surprised that Lumian was here.
Lumian took a step forward and said:
"It doesn't matter."
He tried to keep his tone calm and less eager.
"What do you want to ask?" The lady said quite directly.
"It's right here?" Lumian looked left and right.
The lady smiled and replied:
"If you don't care, I don't mind."
Lumian had actually observed that Ryan, Leah, and the others who originally lived in this place seemed to be absent at this time, and there was no one else on the second floor of the tavern except himself and the lady in front of him.
He organized the following words:
"What secret does that dream hide?"
The lady laughed out loud:
"This should be up to you to answer, not ask me."
She paused for a moment and then said:
"I can only tell you that you can get some extraordinary powers there."
Extraordinary Power...... Lumian first moved in his heart, and then asked in confusion:
"What is the meaning of the transcendent power obtained in dreams?
"It doesn't affect reality."
The lady smiled:
"In the transcendent realm, anything is possible.
"Maybe, can it really have an impact?"
How did the extraordinary power I had sought appear in my life in this way? Lumian was silent.
The lady restrained her expression and added seriously:
"I want to remind you that there is danger there, and if you die there, you will die completely."
Exploring the dream where an accident will lead to the death of the real me? Lumian couldn't understand, but chose to believe.
This is because the gray mist dream that has been bothering him for many years does look special, and the second is that his sister Aurore said that there is nothing wrong with being careful, and I would rather make the problem more difficult and think about the consequences more seriously, rather than be lightly or careless.
After a few seconds, he asked:
"What if I don't explore?"
"Theoretically, there will be no consequences, no one will force you." The woman thought for a moment, "But I'm not sure if it will change over time, and if it does, the possibility of getting worse is much better than getting better."
"How much higher?" Lumian asked, "90% compared to 10%?"
"No, 99.99% compared to 0.01%." The lady added sternly, "Of course, this is just my personal judgment, you can not believe it."
Lumian suddenly fell into a struggle, and thoughts flooded his mind:
"Recently, I feel more and more that dream is a hidden danger, and letting it go is the worst choice......
"But if you really want to explore, the possibility of accidents without knowing anything is very high......
"Wait until Aurore finds out some information from her pen pals before trying?
"In that case, Aurore will definitely not agree to my use of the opportunity to explore the dream realm to obtain extraordinary powers......
"Isn't it because I investigate the truth of the legend that I am seeking extraordinary power......
"That's too dangerous and it really leads to death......
"Why don't you do a preliminary exploration on the edge of the dream ruins first, and don't venture deeper? This is also equivalent to collecting intelligence......
"Well, you can tell Aurore about those conversations just now, but you can't mention the possibility of obtaining extraordinary power......"
After the thoughts settled one by one, Lumian looked at the lady opposite and asked in a deep voice:
"Who are you?
"Why give me that tarot card, why give me the opportunity to explore that dream?"
The lady smiled slightly:
"I'll tell you when you unlock the secret of the dream."
ps: Thank you for still rewarding the Silver League every day
(End of this chapter)