Jiang Qiao stood on the stone platform with some doubt, looking around at the execution ground.
Every time he came in before, he was kneeling on the ground, and only his eyeballs could move. So even though he was beheaded several times, he never got a clear view of the surrounding area.
"In the end, consciousness was still dragged in."
"But it's different from before. The chains on my body are gone, which means these executioners can't move."
Jiang Qiao strolled through the execution ground, his eyes filled with curiosity.
Before him, the remaining twenty-seven executioners stood in neat rows below the execution platform.
They are strong and muscular, dressed in red, and carrying large knives.
Jiang Qiao pinched their arms and found that their skin was not only moist and supple, but also had body temperature!
"Incredible, these ghostly things look exactly like living people."
He couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.
"The secrets of the supernatural world are truly numerous."
"Let alone vengeful ghosts, even evolved beings probably don't have such a high body temperature."
"I remember those Newtype guys, they looked like fucking corpses."
Jiang Qiao found it increasingly unbelievable, filled with astonishment at this bizarre execution ground.
Then he started walking around.
The area here is about two or three thousand square meters, and it is surrounded by very high city walls. At the foot of one of the walls, there is a locked iron gate.
As we approached the bridge, we peered through the gaps in the iron bars, but all we could see was a hazy fog, and we couldn't see anything at all.
He grabbed the iron gate and shook it a few times.
It remained completely still.
"This is my consciousness. Logically speaking, I should be an omnipotent god."
"But my current situation is no different from that of an ordinary person."
"There is only one explanation: although this execution ground appeared in my consciousness, it was not a product of my consciousness."
"It must have been brought in by that supernatural force."
Jiang Qiao's eyes flickered.
Before he traveled through time, he was a landlord who owned ten buildings.
Besides collecting rent, traveling, and playing games, my favorite thing to do is try out some strange and unusual things.
For example, lucid dreaming!
Lucid dreaming is a dream in which one's consciousness is awakened and kept in a conscious state.
In this state, the entire dream becomes your "domain," which you can modify at will and create anything within it.
Simply put, you are the God of dreams!
To achieve this is both difficult and easy.
The first step is to realize that you are dreaming.
It's actually very simple; you just need to give yourself positive self-talk before going to sleep.
In addition, sleep paralysis is also an excellent starting point.
The difference between the two is that you can move around in a dream; what you need to do is awaken your consciousness.
During sleep paralysis, you are already conscious, but you need to switch into the dream world and move around.
In short, once you are in a dream and know that you are dreaming, you can try to control your body in the dream and prevent it from going with the flow.
You can consciously look at your feet, or open your hands and look at your palms.
This step is similar to "unlocking" a game character!
However, beginners often experience dream collapse when they reach this stage. They either wake up from their dream or, after a period of semi-consciousness, are once again enveloped by the unconscious dream.
Therefore, lucid dreams for beginners are usually not very long, and they may even collapse immediately after realizing it is a dream.
But regardless.
The lucid dream revealed one thing.
That is, within one's own consciousness, as long as the "id" is awakened, one can control everything at will!
Before crossing the river, Jiang Qiao had heard some folk tales.
Some insignificant evil spirits tried to play the trick of "entering people's dreams," but they chose the wrong target and fell into the person's consciousness, resulting in a terrible death!
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"This execution ground does not belong to my consciousness; rather, it should be the executioner's domain."
"So when I came in, I couldn't move at all."
"But after a series of supernatural encounters, although I returned here, the executioner was now unable to move."
"This must be related to the fact that I briefly became a ghost story."
Jiang Qiao walked along, lost in thought.
"In terms of mind invasion alone, this vengeful ghost is ridiculously powerful, and it should have succeeded in the end."
"Even ghost stories cannot withstand its erosion for long."
"But strange tales are very special; their true forms exist in the gap between two worlds."
"This means that although the vengeful spirit successfully invaded, it ended up in a crevice."
"After losing contact with its original world, it is very likely that it has become abnormal. For example, the instinct to kill may have been severed, or it may have lost contact with the true source."
"In short, although they successfully invaded, they have come to a standstill."
Jiang Qiao couldn't help but feel a wave of fear.
This kind of supernatural collision is extremely dangerous; it's like walking a tightrope, and the slightest mistake could result in being smashed to pieces.
"So ultimately, it's because I'm too weak right now."
"When the White Bone Fire reaches the eighth level, it can even burn ghost stories to death. If the Overlord Body can be strengthened by a few more levels, it may not be unable to defend against attacks of consciousness."
"After opening that wooden box, my invincibility was increased tenfold, but it was still only an improvement on the existing foundation."
"It cannot replace the upgrading of talent itself."
Jiang Qiao shook his head.
Upgrading the Invincible Body to the fifth, sixth, and seventh tiers will bring about new changes and new abilities.
This is something that supernatural items cannot provide.
They can only increase their existing capabilities by orders of magnitude.
External things are ultimately just external things. They may look scary, and they are indeed scary, but they cannot replace the growth of one's own strength.
This can be seen from the previous "ghostly kitchen knife".
With the same sixth-tier combat power, defeating his former self, who wielded the "Fierce Spirit Cleaver," would not be difficult for him now.
Therefore, supernatural items can be used, but should not be relied upon as evidence!
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After circling around, Jiang Qiao arrived behind the execution platform.
There was a simple shed set up here, with a few chairs and a long wooden table.
There was nothing on the wooden table except for a pen holder.
"The voice that gave the order to carry out the execution must have come from here."
"But after I was beheaded several times, I didn't see anyone here when my head flew off."
Is it a paranormal phenomenon?
Jiang Qiao frowned slightly.
As he pondered, he picked up the wooden pen holder.
It's very ordinary; it doesn't even have any patterns on it.
But Jiang Qiao narrowed his eyes.
"I remember that before each beheading, besides the order, there was the sound of something falling to the ground."
The plots he often saw in period dramas flashed through his mind.
A bloated, obese man sat on a chair by the execution ground, lazily took out a token and threw it on the ground, then shouted in a pretentious manner, "Execute!"
"There should be something else in this pen holder."
Thinking of this, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the edge of the table, then forcefully flipped it over!
With a loud clang.
Something fell to the ground.
"Found it!"
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