Chapter 568

Name:Dreamland Guide Author:Kunwuqi
The light of the scalpel just flashed and disappeared in the palm of Huangliang's hand.

He can't really kill the shadow of old Wolff with a knife. On the one hand, this shadow and old Wolff have already become one, regardless of you and me. If he wants to kill the shadow, he will inevitably hurt old Wolff's conscious noumenon. With old Wolff's current mental state, he is likely to die.

On the other hand, no matter how much Huang Liang has been affected by Zhao Pengcheng's memory and the assimilation of human emotions, he is always uncertain whether he is a real "person". In a sense, "shadow" is his kind, and killing the shadow will inevitably expose his strength and abnormal changes to the organization.

The original intention of the organization to send him to Vancouver was to get close to the wolf family. Although it was a coincidence to go to Los Angeles and let himself come to Vancouver, he always felt that someone was arranging all this. According to Howard's account, the current person in charge of North America is the second leader, and he is directly under the leadership of the second leader.

Who knows where the second leader is? Maybe it's next to William Wolff!

The shadow just twisted twice on the ground, and finally lay down quietly. I don't know whether it has no strength or is waiting for something.

Old wolf clenched his fist, trembled and took a step forward.

Huangliang looked at the snow mountain in the distance. The man with the gun drove the sled dog to surround the white wolf on the top of the mountain. The gray wolves fled from the other side of the mountain.

With a bang, the whole dream space trembled.

Wolff's mental strength was a little weak, but he took another step forward with his teeth clenched. His feet were heavy, and the snow fell over his legs. His eyes turned green and gave off a wolf like light.

The White Wolf opposite seemed to feel something. He looked here and suddenly raised his head and howled.

The howl continued like an air defense alarm, ringing through the open snow world.

Wolff stopped.

The shadow behind him suddenly twisted up from the ground and stood behind Wolff. It was thin and conspicuous in the snow.

If Wolff turned back at this time, he would be scared to death. But he didn't realize it, but his body trembled more, and the green light in his eyes was more prosperous, as if he had taken drugs, so he tried his last strength to walk forward.

Huangliang saw that the shadow was affecting Wolff's consciousness, allowing Wolff to break through the dream barrier and enter the vast ice and snow world in the distance.

From Wolff's subconscious mind, Huang Liang felt his compassion for the wolves, his anger at the hunters chasing the wolves, and his awe of the white wolf. This awe made him dare not take a step beyond the thunder pool, and the shadow consciousness affected him, making his anger exceed reason and awe.

Huang Liang wanted to know why shadow had different consciousness from Wolff. It is reasonable to say that the shadow has acquired all Wolff's consciousness and grows together with him. Until it can replace the ontological consciousness, it should not produce other consciousness, unless something is affecting it, or the source consciousness is planted at the initial moment of its parasitism. Its purpose is probably not to replace Wolff, but to break through Wolff's spiritual barrier, Enter the snow field.

Huang Liang is also curious about the snow field, and the white wolf. But he is afraid to go in now. In Wolff's dream, this is the only channel connected with the mysterious world. If Wolff withdraws from his dream, he may be trapped there and never get out again.

And old wolf can't go in. Once he goes in, his dream will collapse, his consciousness will leave his body, and he will become a vegetable or die altogether.

Huangliang's hand showed the scalpel again. He decided to stop wolf before he rushed through the dream barrier. He didn't want to die a few days after he first came to Vancouver to treat Wolff.

But just then, the opposite scene changed, just like the movie lens, bringing the picture of the White Wolf closer. Huangliang could clearly see the angry eyes of the White Wolf, blowing his nose and upper lip, revealing white sharp teeth.

It stared at Wolff and his shadow, and suddenly roared. A gust of wind blew from the snow mountain, across the barrier of dreams.

Huangliang was shaken by the wind, but he immediately stabilized his body. He knew that this was not a real wind, but a spiritual storm. It was the pressure on consciousness formed by spiritual force, but people reduced to wind in consciousness.

The sorghum can hold, but Wolff obviously can't. He fell on his back against the wind, and the shadow behind him was blown up like a kite, but his feet were always connected with Wolff's feet, so it was blown long and long, and the color became lighter and lighter, like a wisp of cooking smoke floating in the air.

Huang Liang finally knew why wolf was so weak.

The invasive parasitic consciousness did not want to kill him, but drove him to break through the dream barrier, while the white wolf in the unknown world connected with old wolf obviously didn't want him to come in. Through the barrier, the White Wolf's spirit hurt the shadow, but also Wolff's consciousness. So Wolff and his shadow are weak.

Wolff can't support dreams anymore. His dream was about to collapse when the White Wolf roared, but Huang Liang subconsciously used the spiritual support to see what would happen to the shadow under the spiritual impact of the white wolf.

But he suddenly felt another strange spiritual force, just like him, protecting the dream.

He turned his head suddenly and saw qui wolf standing in the shadow of the edge of his dream.

When entering old wolf's dream, Huangliang hid at the edge of the dream in order not to disturb the space. As long as he doesn't interfere with the spirit, Wolff won't find him. If other conscious bodies come in, it's not easy to find him, unless there is a big mental gap between them.

He didn't find Hong Kui, and Hong Kui may not have found him either. But they just used their mental power to try to prevent the collapse of dreams, so they found each other.

Both of them were a little surprised, but they didn't have time to communicate. Because if he doesn't quit his dream again, old wolf won't be able to hold on. Although the shadow may dissipate under the mental pressure of the White Wolf, Wolff probably will die.

They let go at the same time and withdrew from their dreams.

William Wolff lay upright on the bed again, like a corpse, with more godless eyes, but he was still unwilling to open them.

Martha held the master's head and said something in her mouth, like a devout nun praying.

Huang Liang looked at Hong Kui and asked, "has it always been like this?"

Hong Kui said, "yes, almost every time."

"Qingmu..." Huang Liang wanted to ask Qingmu if he knew the situation. After thinking that Qingmu must know, he asked, "how did he treat the old man?"

"I'm not very clear. At that time, I didn't know how to enter my father's dream. Later, I got the guidance of Mr. Aoki to understand the control method of mental power."

Hong Kui kept holding old Wolff's shoulder. Seeing that he had no sign of attack again, he straightened up and asked as if inadvertently, "Dr. Huang knows Mr. Aoki?"

"Didn't you tell me that the old man was treated in Wuzhong..."

"I didn't say his name."

Huang Liang already knew that he had lost his tongue. He secretly scolded himself for being cautious and confused for a while. Fortunately, he was introduced by Mei, so he took it as a shield and explained: "Oh, I'm eager to hear Professor Mei mention Mr. Aoki. You said to treat him in Wuzhong, and I guessed it was him."

"Yes, little Wuzhong, it's really a hidden dragon and crouching tiger!" said Hong Kui.

Huang Liang's heart jumped, chewed Hong Kui's words repeatedly, carefully recalled his words and deeds, and determined that there were no flaws.

"Gentlemen, it's time to eat," Martha said respectfully to the young master of the Hong family, and then looked at Huangliang with great interest.