Unlike ordinary people, others can only imagine.

Now Zhang Jian has this opportunity!

So, he was so happy!

Nothing to say, Zhang Jian turned a blind eye to other prize plates.

Directly receive a 5% reward for brain domain development.

In the system space, the icon representing this reward disappears instantly.

It turned into a warm current and entered Zhang Jian's mind.

Zhang Jian was caught off guard and fainted directly.

Time passed by bit by bit, and snoring sounded on the balcony.

The door was opened and Lina walked in in her pajamas.

Looking at the back on the balcony, she smiled helplessly, and she walked over with the blanket.

Carefully covering him, Lina lay on the rattan chair next to her and stared at the night sky in a daze.

The moonlight is bright tonight, just to shine on the balcony.

She and Zhang Jian are both in the moonlight, and the shadows are the old man.

Zhang Jian inexplicably had a terrifying nightmare.

Dreaming that all the dead are resurrected.

In front of him, he broke out from the cemetery.

The tombstone collapsed, the grave sack exploded, and one decaying body after another ran out.

They screamed, reaching out to grab him.

Zhang Jian ran desperately in his dream, and his small body looked particularly pitiful.

From the village, I ran to the old school, passed by the reservoir, and there was another village.

It was dense, like a tide, as if it was about to flood him.

Until he suddenly appeared in front of the ancestral temple, a golden light shone on his body.

Then he was awakened by the golden light!

I opened my eyes slightly and saw the rising sun coming out of the clouds.

The moment of splendor made him stunned.

It turns out that the next day has arrived?

"Awaken?" Lina walked over with the water.

"Gulu!" Zhang Jian finished drinking water in big mouthfuls and hugged Lina directly in his arms.

He did nothing and just stared ahead in a daze.

Lina did not resist, but just glanced at her hair and asked, "Have you had a nightmare?"

"Yeah!" Zhang Jian paused slightly, feeling a little scared, "It's not the first time!"

"Dreams are all reversed!" she said softly, holding his neck backwards.

"I know," Zhang Jian smiled bitterly, "This dream was dreamed of when I was six years old. At that time, my father went to see someone and drank a lot of bitter Chinese medicine."

The content of his dreams he didn't say was exactly the same as when he was six years old, and he didn't even speak.

Lina looked up and kissed him, and turned over and sat on his lap.

On a quiet morning, there were only two people who were breathing heavily.

Zhang Jian didn't have time to care about any rewards and dreams, so he picked up Lina directly.
Chapter completed!