Lu Mingran looked at the sunset outside:
"Mr. Zhang, it seems that admitting your mistake now is useless."
"But at least I must save my youngest daughter."
Mr. Zhang suddenly said.
On his face, Lu Mingran saw for the first time the sorrow and twilight of an old man.
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The mission was unexpectedly aborted. The other side originally wanted Lin Jiansheng to collect evidence, but the family died one after another, and then Boss Zhang confessed to the crime, so everything was left unresolved.
And I don't know what triggered him at the Zhang family's house, but after returning home, he dragged every colleague to watch this kind of public service film about volunteer teaching, and after watching it, he would ask them in a low voice:
"Do you want to teach?"
Finally, the boss had no choice but to call Lin Jiansheng over and say that a big shot had originally thought highly of him and planned to train him after this mission was over.
But with you so focused on teaching, it's really difficult for us to do our jobs.
"Yes, I have two abilities: the ability to see ghosts and the ability to teach. I want to use my abilities on the living and dedicate myself to them."
Leader: "...Speak like a human being."
"I'm really a coward!"
Three days later, the notice came down: leave the department and go back to teaching.
Before returning, Lin Jiansheng went to the mountains.
Lu Mingran returned to his temple, and as the system had instructed, the monk then spent his entire life performing rituals and repenting for the deceased.
Today is Lu Mingran's last day here.
When he turned around and saw Lin Jiansheng, he saw that the other man had taken off his glasses, was wearing very simple clothes, and was standing at the entrance of the temple.
"You came to find me?" Lu Mingran walked over.
Lin Jiansheng nodded: "Yes, I'm going back to school tomorrow."
At this point, Lin Jiansheng suddenly smiled and said, "It's just a bit of a pity."
"I was originally going to give you a red envelope after you returned to secular life, but it seems you won't be returning to secular life, so I'll save the money."
Um?
Lu Mingran really wanted to call him back, and say that she was actually going back to secular life today, and that her hair would grow back today, so could he hurry up and give her a red envelope! A super big one!
However, he could not say such a thing. He could only continue to smile and exchange pleasantries with Lin Jiansheng, and finally watch his figure go down the mountain.
"It's time to go," the system said.
Lu Mingran turned around and saw a person who looked exactly like him standing in front of the Buddha statue. To be honest, that person looked more like a monk than he did.
The bus was still parked outside. Lu Mingran walked up and fell asleep again. He knew that when he woke up this time, his hair would grow back.
In his drowsy state, he heard the system's voice; it seemed to be talking to someone.
"Based on my comprehensive assessment, Lu Mingran's psychological stress resistance index is only two stars, which means he's a coward. Are you sure you want him to go to this infinite flow scenario?"
"However, according to the headquarters' assessment, Lu Mingran has an outstanding talent for reducing the terror index of each instance."
"Besides, the next instance's timeline is much later. By then, the ghosts will just be punching bags, okay..."
The two continued their conversation, but Lu Mingran suddenly felt even more sleepy and fell into a deep sleep.
When I opened my eyes, my head was throbbing.
Everything before my eyes brightened, and the blue plastic seats shimmered with a soft sheen.
It was the subway, and he was sitting on one. There were only a few people on the train, and across from him sat a blond, blue-eyed foreigner.
The system promptly notified him:
"We've arrived at the Qingming Dream World."
Author's Note: Oh, I meant updating consecutively today! If I can do this for a week, I can finally become an NPC in the world of ghost stories QAQ
Chapter 49 Want to be the King of the Night? No way (1)
Lucid dreaming refers to a state where a person remains awake while asleep, and can even control their dreams, doing whatever they want in them.
Some say this is the soul leaving the body. Some people say that when they have lucid dreams, they clearly feel themselves squatting at the head of the bed and seeing their own body lying down.
Many people are very interested in this, and there are even dedicated discussion groups where everyone studies and practices how to have a lucid dream. For example, a club at a certain university displayed a sign about "lucid dreaming" when recruiting new students.
Every September, this university holds a special recruitment event for student clubs. Each club sets up a booth along the route from the teaching building to the cafeteria, and they also go to the study rooms in the evening to recruit new students.
The senior students, having been at the school for a long time, know that it's always the same few tricks every year. The anime club is always the most eye-catching, while the Qiuye Literature Club has connections with the Writers' Association and is very prestigious. When recruiting, they just put a magazine they publish on their table and wait aloofly for new students to fill out the application form.
However, things changed a little the year Cheng Yungui enrolled. That year, a new club called Lucid Dream Club appeared, its sign simply describing it in two words:
dream.
This was a rare sight, and many freshmen stopped to look at it curiously. People from other clubs even joked that since the main activity was sleeping and dreaming, they should put a bed here to better fit the club's theme.
The girl sitting behind the sign remained motionless, as if she hadn't heard the discussions at all.
Cheng Yungui hadn't planned to join any clubs. But after class at noon today, he saw this club's sign and stopped.
The girl behind the sign looked gloomy, with long, straight black hair and wearing a black sailor uniform. At first glance, she looked like the kind of dark loli character often seen in Japanese anime.
As Cheng Yungui stood there looking at the club display board, the cold-looking girl raised her eyes and kept her gaze following Cheng Yungui.
Cheng Yungui was just there to watch the excitement. He was about to leave when a booklet and an invitation card were handed to him.
Suddenly, the girl moved. She left her seat and walked over, handing something to Cheng Yungui with her fair hands.
The girl showed no intention of taking it back and just kept holding it like that. By this time, some bystanders had already started to look over curiously. If he refused, wouldn't that be embarrassing for the girl?
However, the girl's face remained expressionless and cold, so it's likely she wouldn't shed a tear even if rejected.
...Never mind, it's just a booklet, taking it won't kill anyone.
Cheng Yungui thought for a moment and took the things. At this moment, the girl immediately turned around, returned to her seat, and never looked at Cheng Yungui again.
After having a meal, Cheng Yungui had almost completely forgotten about the matter. He returned to his dormitory and casually tossed the booklet and invitation card he had received onto the table.
"Hey, Yun Gui, you received this too?"
Mingran, who was in the lower bunk, saw the thing and exclaimed.
Cheng Yungui turned around and hummed in agreement: "You received it too?"
At that moment, Cheng Yungui noticed that there was the same thing on Ming Ran's desk. He went over and flipped through it; this was the first time he had properly looked at the contents of the booklet since he received it.
"What kind of weird stuff is this..."
"But I think it's quite interesting. Knowing that you're dreaming in your dream is so much fun."
Mingran asked mysteriously, "And you can even control the content of your dreams. Don't you have anyone you really want to see in your dreams?"
Cheng Yungui laughed: "I know you want to see the most beautiful girl in the department. Oh, by the way, I..."
He meant to say that there was no one he wanted to see, but in that instant, a face came to mind.
His ideal woman, Lulu, was the girl who died young in a car accident.
Can dreams really do whatever they want?
Cheng Yungui's gaze fell on the card.
Time: Saturday evening, 7:00 PM. Location: Classroom C105.
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On the surface, Cheng Yungui accompanied Ming Ran, and he was practically dragged along by her.
Much later, Cheng Yungui still remembered that night. In the end, about ten students arrived. Everyone thought they would see beds or something when they went in, but they found that it was just an ordinary classroom.
The girl stood on the podium, holding a book, and said, "Now that everyone is here, let's begin the lesson."
Oh, I understand. Let's start with the theoretical knowledge.
Cheng Yungui and Ming Ran casually found a place to sit and listen to the lecture, but the girl's voice was too flat and had no emphasis, so they both fell asleep in no time—sleeping in class was an old trick of theirs.
But this time when I woke up, I didn't see a blackboard, and there was no table under me.
Cheng Yungui woke up on a soft, large bed. That bed was more than just soft; it was luxurious, reminding him of a description in a novel: "I wake up every day on a 480-square-meter bed."
“Sir.”
Suddenly, the door opened, and a man dressed as a butler entered. He drew back the heavy curtains to let in the sunlight and bowed politely.
"Your first lucid dream will begin in three hours. The script will be provided to you shortly."
"What did you say……"
"If you can't play the role in the dream well and control him to make the right choices, you die."
The butler interrupted him, continuing coldly:
"If you refuse to have lucid dreams..."
He pointed to an oil painting hanging on the right wall, which depicted a thatched cottage nestled in the forest.
"The executioner will take you where you are meant to go."
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Nine sessions have passed, nine dreams have come to an end. No one can return to that classroom in reality; some people's rooms have been emptied, leaving no trace. It's as if that person had never been there, and that room had always been empty.
This script is titled "Red Doll, Green Doll," and it tells the story of twin sisters in kindergarten. It's worth noting that the twin sisters are both evil spirits; if you say the wrong thing and trigger their bad memories, you'll die in all sorts of ways.
For example, a new guy in the team was asked by his sister, "Where's my head?" He couldn't speak, he could only cry. So his sister muttered to herself, "Yeah, my head was cooked and eaten by Doraemon." The guy was immediately strangled by his sister.
The younger sister then asked another person, who gently replied that the doll's head was right there in her arms, and that it was alive.
In his dream, he played the role of a kindergarten teacher. He remained conscious and controlled his role, determined not to say the wrong thing when questioned by the evil spirits. In the end, he managed to survive.
Oh, right, and Mingran too.
Cheng Yungui was the only one in his carriage. He looked ahead and went to find Mingran.