AWB Chapter 115 Dream of Burning Books
Chapter 115 Dream of Burning Books
As a result, he died and was treated like an ox or a horse in the underworld.
And he doesn’t even have the time to send messages in dreams!!!
"Grandpa Wang, in terms of age, we are all older than you, but we died early, so we look young. Logically speaking, we are your old people."
Old man Wang looked at the young man across from him suspiciously. He looked to be in his twenties or thirties. "He died so young?"
"I've had an unlucky life. I was unlucky before I died, and even more unlucky after I died. I was picked to be reincarnated after 888 years. What's even more unlucky is that I was picked to work as a laborer. Everyone here is unlucky."
Old man Wang sighed and said no more.
Although it was unceremoniously exploitative, as a newcomer, there was still some time to rest.
After finishing all the official documents on the desk, Old Man Wang could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
He immediately asked Xie Ling, who had just brought the ghost into the first hall, to take him to tell the ghost in his dream.
"After entering, input the person you want to dream about, and you can enter that person's dream. There will be a countdown on the side, and when the countdown is over, you have to come out."
Old man Wang did as he was told.
The person he chose was his granddaughter Wang Anxin.
He originally thought that he would enter a dream world exclusive to himself and his granddaughter.
The kind where it's just him and his granddaughter.
result……
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a scene that horrified him.
The surroundings were desolate and lonely, with a few dilapidated huts and withered yellow weeds dancing in the wind. The sky was gloomy, and occasionally there were a few hoarse and unpleasant bird calls.
In front of Old Man Wang, there were several twisted humanoid monsters crawling strangely.
In the distance, a dilapidated train was running in the wilderness, making the sound of old parts rubbing against each other.
He made eye contact with a faceless monster and his whole body began to tremble like a sieve. Although he was clearly a ghost, he still couldn't help but scream.
But it came to an abrupt stop the next second.
When the monster pounced on him, it was pierced by a sharp arrow and nailed into the mud and sand.
Soon after, the other monsters were dealt with one by one.
"Sister Nan, Sister Nan, you are so amazing. Let me worship you."
Old man Wang heard a familiar voice, which seemed to be his granddaughter's.
He turned around.
He saw his granddaughter, who usually looked down on others with her chin down and was so arrogant, was now standing next to a woman, acting submissive and wanting to hug the woman's thighs on the spot.
My eyes are almost narrowed from smiling.
The corner of Old Man Wang's mouth twitched slightly. He came to tell this dream because he thought his granddaughter was reliable.
I have a bad feeling.
"Peace of mind!"
Wang Anxin heard a shout from afar, and the voice sounded familiar.
I squinted my eyes and looked over there. It seemed to be my grandfather?
That's not right. Didn't her grandfather die?
Correct.
She remembered it very clearly from the novel. The novel said that what you see with your own eyes in the copy may not be the truth. This might be a trick of the copy.
"Damn it, you dare to pretend to be my grandfather? My grandfather just passed away. You are so disrespectful to him!"
"Sister Nan, this little monster pretended to be my grandpa to deceive me, you should shoot him down, it's really too much, my grandpa just passed away, and he actually insulted my grandpa like this."
Old Man Wang: “?”
"No, wait, you are Sister Nan?!"
"Sister Nan, I am your loyal old fan, don't shoot me, wait, listen to my explanation!——"
He saw Cheng Nan pulling the bow and arrow, looking at him with cold eyes, as if he was looking at a dead man.
With a start, he dragged his bloated body and ran wildly, forming an ugly S shape.
"I really am your grandfather! Wang Anxin, you are an unfilial son!"
Wang Anxin yelled, "You are not my grandpa at all. My grandpa would never be so mean to me!"
Old man Wang collapsed internally, you were about to ask people to shoot me with arrows, it was still wrong for me to yell at you.
"Sister Nan, stop it. I'm your loyal fan. Don't shoot me—"
No matter how fast he ran or how heartbreakingly he screamed, he was still shot by the woman.
"Sister Nan is so amazing! Sister Nan never misses a shot! Let me worship you~"
Shot, but not dead.
Because he is a ghost.
At most, this arrow will stick into the body.
Old man Wang pulled it out, but he had no idea what material it was made of. It could actually hit the ghost and he couldn't pull it out.
This was Wang Anxin’s dream, and it was quite realistic.
"Fuck, he can't die even with an arrow stuck in his body, Lord King Kong."
"He doesn't look like a small monster. Sister Nan shot him into a hedgehog. He actually dared to pretend to be my grandfather and deceive my sympathy."
"Unforgivable!"
Old man Wang was shot like a hedgehog and couldn't run away.
Before the countdown ended, he finally shouted out the complete sentence, "Burn the physical copy of Death Train for me!!!"
The dream ends.
When Old Man Wang walked out of the second hall, the arrows on his body were blown away by the wind.
He asked Xie Ling angrily, "How come I entered my granddaughter's dream?"
Xie Ling explained: "When you collide with her dream, you will enter her dream. When she has no dreams, you will enter a world where only the two of you exist."
"What's wrong? Didn't the message get through?"
Old man Wang sulked, "It was passed on, but she probably didn't hear it. And I was shot into a sieve by my idol."
"...?"
The next morning, Wang Anxin woke up from his sleep and stretched.
She had a very happy dream, she actually dreamed of Sister Nan.
In her dream, she traveled into the novel "Death Train", fought side by side with Sister Nan, and killed a monster who pretended to be her grandfather.
Wait, this grandpa seemed to shout something before he was killed.
"It seems like a good job?"
No matter what, Sister Nan is really cool.
He is so handsome even in her dreams!
The next morning, Wang Anxin woke up from his sleep, gasping for breath, and touched his head.
She dreamed of her grandfather again.
This time was different from last night, as there were only her and grandpa.
As soon as my grandfather met her, he scolded her and hit her on the head with his cane. It seemed as if he wanted to make up for all the punishment he had not given her in the past ten years.
He also said something about instigating his idol to shoot him into a hedgehog and embarrass him in front of his idol.
Wang Anxin cried loudly in her dream, ran away with her head in her hands, saying that she was wrong.
At the same time, she was full of doubts. Wasn't what grandpa talking about the dream she had last night?
But she didn't think about it.
Grandpa then told her to burn the physical books that he had not finished reading before he died, and it would be better to buy a few more sets because he and his colleagues also wanted to read them.
Wang Anxin was puzzled. "Grandpa, you found a new job down there so quickly? Or is he your colleague when you were alive?"
Grandpa said in a particularly pretentious manner: "Oh, I just took a casual exam and I didn't expect to land in the underworld. It's also because your grandfather was very knowledgeable when he was alive, and he is also a good student in the underworld."
Wang Anxin was even more confused. Being well-read meant that one would be bitten by a dog when teasing it, be scratched by a cat when teasing it, be defeated entirely when commanding others to play chess, and lose everything when playing mahjong with others... right?
Grandpa was afraid that she would be broke, so he told her where his secret money was. "I hid it from your grandma before. Don't let your grandma know. Otherwise, she will stand on my grave and scold me when I die."
Wang Anxin thought that this dream was quite real, it even described the place where the money was hidden so clearly.