Chapter 288 The real death is called oblivion

Lu Changsheng asked Liu Qilin, Yani, and Shouhou the same question.

Although the answers they got were different, they all forgot about the first chief.

Until Lu Changsheng turned his attention to Lao Qian, who had not entered the dream.

"Are you confused? Didn't we all come here for the treasure left by the first chief?"

"Have you forgotten everything?"

"Then why explore in the dream?"

Lao Qian looked at his teammates with disdain.

Duan Xiaorou looked at Lao Qian with a confused look, then looked at Lu Changsheng, and asked an even more outrageous question, "Who is the first chief?"

Lao Qian stared at everyone in amazement, with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

After confirming that his teammates were not joking, Lao Qian seriously reviewed the whole incident with everyone.

Compared with Lu Changsheng, Lao Qian has a closer relationship with Liu Qilin and others. It is more appropriate for him to play the role of interpreter than Lu Changsheng. Lu Changsheng carefully observed the expressions of the crowd.

Watching the crowd gradually change from being confused to thoughtful, and finally showing a look of horror.

Lu Changsheng's face became more and more solemn.

Except for Lu Changsheng himself, everyone who entered the dream had forgotten everything about the first generation chief, and this situation continued after leaving the dream.

If the dream is allowed to continue to ferment, will all the people in Donglin City forget that there is a person named the first generation chief in this world?

If you think about it more seriously...

In addition to Donglin City, will other main cities also have similar situations?

Starting from Donglin City, to Yaoguang, to the sun, to the dawn, to the entire human race.

"Someone wants to erase the traces of the first generation chief in this world..." Lu Changsheng inexplicably had such a thought.

First of all, all the records about the first chief, even the Demon Slayer Division headquarters only left an unnecessary office. If I hadn't inherited the formation inheritance of the first chief, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to enter it.

This matter itself is very unreasonable.

Now even the memories in people's brains have to be completely erased...

I'm afraid only the existence of the [Demi-God] level or higher can do this.

Thinking of what he saw and heard after entering the dream, Lu Changsheng gradually understood how the so-called "legacy of the first chief" came out.

I'm afraid that this rumor itself is Zhou Yi's signal for help from Lu Changsheng.

Otherwise, it's hard to explain why the person who entered the dream didn't remember the first chief at all, and why he had such an idea after waking up.

This dream is like the two ends of a tug-of-war.

One side wants the first chief to disappear completely, while the other side keeps hinting to the person who entered the dream to bring the information back to the world.

"Shou Hou, when you left the dream before, did this happen?"

"I mean, forgetting certain specific memories." Lu Changsheng looked at Shou Hou and asked in a serious tone.

Shou Hou felt guilty when Lu Changsheng stared at him, and felt that he was stared at by a beast. He stammered, "No... No, not only no, I had a strong thought as soon as I woke up."

"There are good things in the dream, and that good thing must be related to a big shot."

"Who are you referring to?" Lu Changsheng asked.

Shou Hou's eyes suddenly became blurred again, "Who is it?"

"The first chief of the Demon Slayer Division, 'Zhou Tianzi', Zhou Yi!"

"Didn't I just tell you that? Why did you forget it so quickly?" Lao Qian put down the instant noodles in his hand and said with dissatisfaction.

The expression of Shouhou suddenly became twisted. He held his head and thought for a long time before nodding with difficulty, "Yes, yes, it is the legacy of the first chief."

"Old Qian, has Shouhou had such symptoms before?" Lu Changsheng turned to Old Qian and asked.

"No, this has never happened before, damn it."

"Did they get bewitched in the dream?"

Old Qian asked with some concern.

Lu Changsheng ignored Old Qian's question and thought about it for himself.

Not before...

Is it because I entered the dream this time, so it had some influence?

Now the information on hand is too little and too mixed, and it is impossible to analyze the whole story.

To figure out this matter, the most important thing is to find the "Zhou Yi" I know.

The prompt on the door panel can basically be confirmed that it is a distress signal sent by my "predecessor".

He can affect the dream to some extent and give me a prompt.

Let me "save" instead of "destroy the dream" or "end the dream".

This means that dreams cannot be destroyed violently, otherwise it will have unfavorable results for him.

"You have made a big job for me..." Lu Changsheng complained helplessly, and returned to the folding chair, ready to enter the dream again.

"Boss Lu, do you want to enter the dream again?" Lao Qian watched Lu Changsheng lie down again, and said hurriedly, "It's useless. After coming out of the dream, it will take at least 12 hours before you can enter again."

"It's useless even if you are unconscious now. It's better to take advantage of this gap to collect information from the outside."

"There are more than a few of us who enter the dream."

What's going on...

It's not an online game, does it have anti-addiction function?

Lu Changsheng complained helplessly in his heart, but still stood up and left the building.

He did have one thing that he had to get the answer to before he fell asleep.

......

Above the sky.

Gu Jia supported her knees with both hands and half bent down.

Crystal sweat dripped down her face and fell to the ground.

"Uncle Long... I have practiced for a day, right?"

"Are you sure... I will have time to cook for Master after I leave the sky?"

Gu Jia has been practicing for more than 20 hours in a row on the sky. Ying Tian is like a professional sparring partner, correcting her force and supernatural power operation skills throughout the whole process.

With such high-intensity training, if Gu Jia did not have the blood of the ancient dragon, she would have fainted from exhaustion.

"We, the ancient dragon family, are not servants of others. Why does Lu Changsheng order you to cook?" Ying Tian has obviously been practicing to control his expression recently, and now he can accurately frown.

"I'm not Master's servant, and Master never orders me to do anything I don't want to do."

"Cooking for my family is what I like."

"Uncle Long, don't you have any family?"

Gu Jia finally caught her breath, patted her chest and slowly stood up and asked.

"I don't need that kind of thing." Ying Tian couldn't understand Gu Jia's thinking, and said lightly.

Uncle Long is so pitiful...

Staying here alone is like being in prison.

As a result, he doesn't even have a family.

No one can come to see him...

Gu Jia looked at Ying Tian with some sympathy, but when she looked back, she wondered if what she said just now had hit Ying Tian's sore spot, and she said a little embarrassedly.

"Uncle Long, it's okay, I haven't had any family for a long time."

"Everything will be fine."

"Next time I come to see you, I'll bring you ribs, they're delicious."

Gu Jia thought about it, and seemed to be afraid that Ying Tian wouldn't believe it, and added, "It's really delicious!"

After that, Gu Jia summoned the strange mask of red and black according to the method taught by Ying Tian, ​​and gently put it on her face.

"Goodbye, Uncle Long. Thank you for your teaching." Gu Jia smiled under the mask.

The arrogant Gu Long could not understand Gu Jia's thinking. He just opened his golden eyes and watched the girl's figure gradually fade.

It seemed that the eternal sky had returned to silence again.

For a moment, Ying Tian seemed to feel that the usual silence suddenly became a little harsh.

Well.

Only a little bit.

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