Eating bran when you are hungry is sweeter than honey, let alone watermelon that quenches thirst and is sweet.

I sat on the side of the road, broke the watermelon and started eating it in big mouthfuls.

One, two...

The feeling of hunger has been reduced a lot. Chen Bai gnawed the watermelon while looking around. He was looking for a place to sleep. After a while, he would go to bed after eating and drinking. As long as he fell asleep, it would mean he could get rid of this absurd dream.

There was only a small piece of watermelon field. In the wilted farmland further away, someone trotted to this side, shouting: Whose thief is you, you actually harmed the watermelon.

Chen Bai was unmoved and his mind was full of malicious guesses: Is this Guagua guardian Lou Gang or Sun Hutou?

The melon protector was afraid of stepping on the seedlings, so he didn't dare to run too fast. Chen Bai seized the time and ate two more melons, and his strength was much better. He held the bamboo stick in his hand tightly and planned to be a hooligan if he couldn't reach an agreement. Anyway, in his dream, there was still a policeman who could catch people!

The guardian of the melon was getting closer and closer. Chen Bai could already see the anger on the man's face, and the man obviously saw him clearly. Then, as if he had seen something terrible, he stopped suddenly.

"I'm sorry, man, I'm so thirsty, so I'll eat a few melons of you." Chen Bai took two steps forward and blocked the terrible sweet potato peel behind him. "Look at how much money, let's calculate it."

"That's what?"

The tone of the Guagua Gua spoke was a bit strange, and Chen Bai couldn't think of the dialect where it was. This made him even more convinced that everything in the dream was illogical.

"Set the accounts, how do you sell watermelon? Let's calculate how much."

Chen Bai stared at the Guagua Gua. He felt that since it was a dream, the person's face must be similar to someone in his memory. Unfortunately, his mind was slow in the dream, but he couldn't remember that he had seen this face before.

"Money, money...ah! No, no money!" The melon-protecting man looked frightened and took two steps back, tripped by a big watermelon. "No money, you can eat whatever you want, whatever you want..."

The protector's face was pale and his voice was trembling. He rolled and crawled onto the path, ran away, and disappeared in a while.

"So scared, hell?"

Chen Bai touched his face, his nose, eyes and ears were all good. Even if he was a little dirty, he didn't seem like a monster. Why did he scare the Melon Protector like this?

Is there anything inside of this?

Bah bah bah bah bah!

Chen Bai immediately rejected the idea of ​​making the dream more complicated, and regarded the fear of the protector as the unreasonable dream itself.

I continued to eat it until the tenth watermelon was eaten, and my feeling of white hunger became less urgent. Thinking about the fact that more than a hundred kilograms of watermelon were stuffed into his waist two feet away, and he didn't even urinate. I couldn't help but smile bitterly. This meal was even more exaggerated than the one in the temple, and it was a real big eater.

At this time, the sky was getting late. Looking at the villages and towns, I saw smoke curling. Chen Bai wanted to take a look, but when he thought of the horror of the melon protector, it was so late, especially this dream seemed to be a bit pit, so he wouldn't have any trouble. He turned his head and went back to the small temple, after all, there was still a bed in the temple.

After lying on the bed for a long time, I still haven't fallen asleep. After thinking about it, it turned out that it was because there was no pillow. I sat up and looked around. When I saw the statue of the god in the shrine, I was happy.

"Brother, I have to lend you to use it."

I didn't even feel that it was so refreshing that I felt like I was restless and I fell asleep soon after.

After experiencing a real and slightly absurd dream, Chen Bai was a little afraid to wake up. After he regained his consciousness, he did not dare to open his eyes directly, but reached out to touch it first.

The soft bed, a cool quilt as lubricated as silk, touched the phone from the pillow, and it took only one night.

Returning to the real world without disasters and illness, Chen Bai felt relieved all over his body, jumped off the bed, screaming strangely, punching and kicking, but he felt that he was sharper than usual, not far from the masters in the legendary legend.

After finishing my exclamation, I washed my face and brushed my teeth. I felt something was stuffed inside the pig's teeth. I licked it with my tongue and was a little sweet. When I took it out, I saw it, it turned out to be a watermelon seed.

This is impossible!

I have to vomit when I eat watermelon in my dreams, but in reality I rarely touch watermelons, especially since I haven’t eaten watermelons in the past ten days, how could a watermelon seed leak out of my mouth?

The continuous dream that appears inexplicably, the uncontrollable sense of hunger, the exaggerated eating of watermelon in the dream, the impossible watermelon seeds outside the dream...

Thinking about it carefully is extremely scary!

Could it be that I was sleepwalking myself?

Chen Bai checked the doors and windows, and there seemed to be no signs of "sleepwalking".

Could it be that there were watermelon seeds on the bed that were accidentally rolled into my mouth?

He threw the quilt aside and the pillow aside. He was about to pull the mattress when his eyes suddenly widened and a layer of white sweat appeared on his forehead.

Just under the pillow, something that could never appear in the real world was lying quietly there,

Ling Feng's flying clothes, clear textured "skin", and the corners of his mouth that looked like a god's eyes. Everything is so white and so familiar. Isn't it a work of art in the dream, a wooden statue of the god he called "Old Monk"! But the one in front of him is only three centimeters in size, which is considered a mini version of the statue of the god in the dream.

The watermelon seeds that appeared in the mouth inexplicably before can be explained by sleepwalking and other reasons, but how should this figure hidden under the pillow be explained?

"Watermelon seeds, mini statues, did I hit a ghost or met an immortal!!"

Chen Bai murmured to himself, sitting blankly on the bed.

Once you sit, you will be in the morning.

He couldn't figure out where the watermelon seeds in his mouth came from, and he couldn't figure out the connection between dreams and reality. He didn't come back to his senses until his stomach roared and his hungry body trembled.

People are iron and food is steel. The hunger feeling in dreams is really unforgettable. Even if there are things that cannot be understood, you should not be hungry.

Chen Bai was in a bad mood and was too lazy to cook by himself. He stuffed the mini statue into the bedside table, pressed the watermelon seeds into the flower pot, washed and dressed, and when he walked to the door, he felt that the origin of the statue was a mystery. It seemed that something was wrong with putting it in the cabinet, so he could only feel at ease when he put it in close proximity.

When I left the door, I looked at the snow-covered General Ridge, blowing the cold wind in winter, Chen Bai slowly calmed down.

He is a modern person with higher education. He doesn't believe in things like strange powers and gods. He woke up from a strange dream before, and his mind was a little unreal. Now he wakes up and analyzes it. Maybe he has really had sleepwalking, maybe it is the multiple personality mentioned in psychology. When he loses his active consciousness, he has seen and got the statue of the god, ate watermelon, and finally reflected through the dream.

This explanation is the most scientific and reasonable. Calling Sun Hutou and staying with him for two days can almost determine what kind of problem he has.
Chapter completed!