Fang Qiu had soaked in it for three days and three nights, and his skin became pale. How could it not have any effect.
Is it possible that it is just a whitening effect?
Jiang Ning didn't believe it.
He let Fang Qiu move his legs and feet, slowly feeling, while continuing to wait for Brother Dog and the others to wake up.
Soon, the sixth man woke up, his body remained unchanged, no matter whether it was strength, speed, or agility, there was no improvement, and he had a dream.
This time Jiang Ning reacted very quickly, and immediately let the youngest remember what the dream was.
"The sky is falling."
Old Sixth said, "There was a torrent of water falling from the sky, and it scared people to death. I kept running, but I still didn’t run. My leg was almost broken after two days. There was still no way. I was flooded by the torrent and I couldn’t breathe. Come and wake up."
This is his dream. He has been dreaming this dream for three days and three nights, escaping for his life, avoiding the torrent that falls from the nine heavens.
In the end it hasn't escaped.
Then the old fifth woke up.
Like the other two people, there is no change in physical potential, and they are also dreaming.
This time Jiang Ning didn't even ask about the changes in his body, but just asked what dreams he had.
Old Wu froze for a moment, and immediately said: "I dreamed that there were dragons, and some weird and weird beasts running rampant on the ground, and they were fighting. It's too scary, the mountains and the ground are cracking!
"There is also a volcano erupting, countless people are crying, families are ruined."
As he talked, his emotions resonated, and tears couldn't stop falling: "It's too miserable, I want to save them. I don't know what it is, a tail is drawn on the face? Fu Wu Di Ling Wu Shan Yi Shan ?, just woke up."
Then Brother Gou, Lao Jiu and so on, woke up one by one.
Everyone is the same, the strength has not been improved, and the body has not changed, sleeping for three days and three nights, all dreaming.
Jiang Ning asked about the past one by one, and everyone had different dreams.
But listen to it all, just like a TV series, one after another, forming a complete plot.
There are already pictures in Jiang Ning's mind. Even Fang Qiu and the others who woke up first were a little shocked when they heard what other people said.
"Are those crying under a mountain? It's like begging someone to help them, don't they?"
"Yes, yes, it's a mountain, I seem to hear someone shout, what is the name of the mountain?"
"Bu Zhoushan? This is the name, right."
"Yes! That's right, it's not Zhoushan!"
"Those torrents turned into vast oceans, drowning too many people, and volcanoes..."
"It's not a volcano, it's someone who erupts and burns everything!"
...
A group of people try to recall the content of their dreams as much as possible, and then link these fragments one by one. The pictures they describe are all scary.
What kind of civilized society is there, nor is it modern, it seems to be a barbaric era, everything is still primitive, revealing a vague atmosphere.
Not Zhoushan?
The fire-breathing person?
Are there dragons, beasts, and flying birds?
The collection of these pictures is completely a wild feeling.
The most important thing is that all the content is obtained through dreams. What is going on?
Jiang Ning looked at them, still trying to stitch together dreams, and wanted to get as much information as possible.
He walked to the longevity pool and looked at the still rolling pool water with complicated eyes.
"Are you trying to tell me something?"
He stretched his hand into the pool, and the slightly cool water made Jiang Ning's palm shake, and there was a cluster of splashes that hit his palm, seeming to respond to him!
Jiang Ning was shaken.
Is it an illusion?
No, it's not an illusion.
He looked at the water, stretched out some of it, and put it in front of him: "What do you want to tell me, is it the past, the future, or other time and space stories?"