Chapter 3318: Dream home

Do you think the Sandman is sorry for those faceless people?

No, he usually does this. The Sandman has seen too many people’s dreams, and has seen all kinds of darkness. He is like a poet or a painter who represents the'story', and these artists basically go for it. This kind of'tangled fan'.

It seemed that he was staring at the slide with compassion, but in fact his gaze had penetrated everything in front of him and reached the void.

He is standing there sleeping and dreaming, and this world is his dream, always containing countless sad stories, which makes people feel sad.

If you ask him why he doesn't pay attention to those happy dreams? Of course it is because tragedies always affect people's hearts more.

If ‘death’ is always an optimist with a sunny smile, then the Sandman is a melancholy who is always raining in his heart.

"Fur... he seems to be looking at those faceless people." Bobo took a cigarette and slowly spit it out. The orangutan's head slowly swayed from side to side: "It is said that the Sandman is the most human-like existence in the endless family. Ah, does he have to sympathize with monsters falling into hell?"

Diana and Donna also agreed with each other, and nodded again and again.

Su Ming didn't bother to speak to correct their misconceptions, but just led a few people to the Sandman's side, stretched out his hand in the horrified gaze of the other butler, and swayed in front of Daniel's eyes.

However, the Sandman still kept his eyes open, and looked forward slightly, as if he hadn't seen anything.

At this time, the people who approached him heard a faint voice, which was made by the man in front of him who was wearing a black robe and his face was pale.

Sandman: "Zzz...Zzz..."

The orangutan's face suddenly wrinkled, and he was so embarrassed that he couldn't wait to start civil engineering. Why did he sleep because of the concept of the universe? And why do you stand and sleep with your eyes open? How much do you like to sleep?

But then I think about it, people are the sandman, the master of dreams. If he doesn't sleep, what concept can he actually sleep? 78 Chinese Network

So Bobo couldn't spit out his mouthful groove, and finally turned into a sigh.

"Ah, this is far from the endless family image I imagined." Donna looked silently at the butler with pointed ears standing behind the Sandman, and pointed to the man in the black robe: "Has he always been like this?"

"What my great master does is beyond the understanding of us mortals. Looking at the characters in the story from a worldly perspective, everyone will have a different view of everyone. As the saying goes, there are a thousand Hamlet in the eyes of a thousand people. Let's see By the time the master is sleeping, but perhaps in the eyes of some other people, he is very awake." 166

Gods are actually a relative concept. In front of the endless family, many existences that are gods to humans are just mortals.

But the butler still bowed slightly. This was a salute to the death knell. After all, this man was kind to the kingdom of dreams and was also a common friend of the Sandman and Death.

"Is this quantum physics?" Bobo jumped from the death knell and looked up at the smiling father-in-law in the sky: "If we can't see Daniel's thoughts, then whether he is asleep is actually in Unsteady?"

"Heh." Su Ming laughed, nodded to the housekeeper, and touched Xiaofu's head: "Don't think so complicated. This is Daniel and not Dr. Manhattan. There is no need to talk about quantum mechanics. This is simply falling asleep. Now, look at it."

After that, the death knell took out a phoenix feather from her pocket with her backhand. This was a specialty from Hermione's hometown, but it was of no use to Su Ming. It was used as a feather duster to sweep dust at home.

The slightly dirty feathers were stretched under the sandman's nostrils, Su Ming shook his wrist quickly, and the fiery red soft fluff got into Daniel's nose.

"Snee!"

So the Sandman woke up, and the whole dream country seemed to tremble slightly. The rabbits trimming the flowers and plants beside the slide in front of the castle raised their ears and cast their eyes here.

The eyes of the skinny man had focal lengths, as if many stars were lit up in his pupils, and that was a sea of ​​stars. The black robe was as deep as the night, as if a terrifying dream was about to come.

However, his first action was to quickly rub his nose, and a tear came out:

"Oh, it's the death knell."

The pale man said so, turning around to face the guests from the Kingdom of Dreams, but the two eyebrows that showed an'eight twenty' shape were still the tangled black hair that looked like a chicken coop. As if just getting up.

"It's me, not much else. I want to use your library to find a story that has happened or hasn't happened yet." The death knell is also welcome, after all, the second-generation Sandman is the most special in the infinite family, he It is an inheritor, originally a human kind.

A generation of Sandman is always on top, indifferent to the fate of mankind, all he cares about is the story.

So he died, there is no reason, the story requires him to die.

When it comes to the successor, Daniel, as the second-generation Sandman, he is close to humans. Sometimes he will slip back to the earth to go shopping and go back to his hometown to see his mother.

Such a concept is manifested, most of the time it is not too threatening. You only need to talk to him directly. Because he is not paying attention, he may stand and fall asleep again with his eyes open. .

"Yes, please come in."

As soon as Daniel raised his hand, a silver swirling portal appeared beside everyone. Opposite the door was the magnificent library that had been seen several times, and it was filled with scrolls and drafts in a mess.

Even if you enter from the main entrance of the castle, you can walk to the library about two hundred meters, but he still needs to use teleportation. That's how capricious.

Returning here again, it is inevitable that Su Ming recalled some of the things that he had come here because he had to deal with Barbatos. For the DC Universe, it was only half a year ago, but if it was added in Marvel In terms of time spent, it was more than 80 years ago.

The traces of the fire here still remain. Many scrolls are left in scorched scraps. Many of the unwritten poems here have been destroyed. In the beginning, it seemed to imply that the end is coming, and the world is already here. There is no future.

But that's all in the past. Although there are not too many new scrolls or books appearing here, at least the collapse of the sky has stopped. It seems that everyone has pulled Multiverse 1 back from the brink of destruction.

"It hasn't changed much here. What have you been up to in the past few weeks after you came back?" Su Ming found a table and sat down with a lot of unwritten stories on the table. He touched a few bottles of soda and gave them to everyone. Share, and then ask the Sandman who started to daze again.

"Huh? Oh, nothing special was done, that is, to be alive..."

The distracted Daniel shivered, and focused his gaze on a few people again. He rubbed his eyes and picked up the bottle of soda that belonged to him:

"Where did we just say?"

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