Compared to the nightmare he just experienced, Martin was even more worried about the dream he experienced last night.

Although it was just an ordinary dream, if the dream maker had not appeared, he might not have remembered the dream after waking up.

After all, the dreammaker is like a ghost hidden in the dark, and may appear in his sleep again at any time, and it is impossible to guard against it.

When Tia was stunned when she heard Martin’s question, she immediately became serious.

"How did you know this name?" She looked straight at Martin's voice and asked in a low voice.

Obviously, even Tiya is full of fear of the profession of dreammaker.

Although Tiya's reaction was not beyond Martin's expectations, it still reflected from the side that this was a very dangerous profession.

Although we have obtained a spice formula that can reduce dreams and a quill cover, Martin can escape even if he meets a dreammaker again, but this is always a hidden danger and a huge hidden danger!

However, Dream Maker is an advanced sequence, and Martin has no choice but to do anything to him for the time being.

What Martin wants to know is how to get rid of each other.

A practical way besides not dreaming.

A normal person really can't stay away from sleep, or really make sure he enters deep sleep.

Martin pondered the words and then said, "Last night, I had a dream, an originally ordinary dream. Then the dreammaker suddenly came to me and was in the dream! Fortunately, I woke up in time."

"Luckily you woke up in time! Otherwise, you would never be able to wake up again!" Tiya said with some fear.

"Then...what should I do?" Martin asked hurriedly.

"Try not to dream again in the future!"

Ya gave a very straightforward answer, and then said, "In addition, let Kasan leave you a psychological hint so that she can quickly wake up from her dream!"

Psychological hints?

"I've already visited Ms. Kassan this morning. She gave me some spices, which can greatly reduce the probability of dreams." Martin said.

Tiya nodded slightly, obviously very much in agreeing with this approach.

Martin asked again: "But, what is the situation in the dream sequence? The reason he targeted me is because I am a perfect spirit!"

Tiya was silent for a moment before explaining to Martin: "Dreams and fantasies are all dream world sequences. For some unknown reasons, the dream sequence has planned a series of conspiracies since the Quaternary."

"Just like you see in a nightmare! In a nightmare, you should have discovered something, right?"

Martin was depressed, shook his head and sighed slightly: "It's not just a nightmare, but also the appearance of these erosion fogs, and they have their shadows. Their purpose is to erode reality?"

Tiya had no intention of hiding this and nodded slightly: "From the Quaternary period, their planning has begun."

"Now that the extraordinary people die and are so prone to nightmares after they are out of control, it is a sign that the dream world and the material world are getting closer and closer."

"So why do they do this? I want to know their real motivation!" Martin asked in confusion.

"We want to know too!"

A ray of light flashed from Tiya's eyes and said slowly, "In fact, over the years, the temple has been looking for reasons without any cost. God may know something, but..."

Speaking of this, Tiya shook her head slightly, and a helpless look flashed in her eyes.

When Martin thought of the divine grace of the Late Winter Age, that is, the loss of contact between the gods, a guess immediately emerged in his heart.

"Can the gods not be able to contact them because of their conspiracy?" Martin asked with a frown, with a look of shock.

Tiya shook her head with heavy eyes: "I don't know... we don't know what happened more than a thousand years ago, which made the seven righteous gods lose contact."

"However, I can occasionally hear the Lord of Time Series, who has been reminding me not to get close to the dream."

Don't get close to the dream!

Martin was cheered up. Could it be that the one who reminded him was the Lord of Time?

However, it may be other gods.

While the conversation was happening, the carriage they were riding on arrived at Golden Orchid Street.

"Do you want to come in and sit? I made some crab sticks in the morning..."

Before getting off the bus, Martin politely invited Tia to visit his house.

Originally, I just asked politely, but I didn't expect that Tiya really got out of the car.

Well, Martin raised his eyebrows slightly, quickly opened the door in front and invited Tia politely in.

After asking her to sit down, Martin went into the kitchen and took out the crab cock to greet the guests.

Both of them had eaten, so they just regarded it as a snack with tea.

Martin also made a cup of honey fruit tea for Tiya.

Seeing the crab cock, Martin couldn't help but think of the moon.

"I once saw an item about the sequence of fate in the book, the Card of fate. Have you heard of this thing?" Martin asked cautiously.

Of course, he couldn't tell the truth about this matter.

This is true even when facing Tiya.

"The Card of Destiny..."

Tiya frowned slightly, as if trying to recall something, "I seem to have seen this name somewhere, but I can't remember it very clearly... I'll check it out when I go back."

Then, Tiya suddenly looked at the door.

A few seconds passed.

Ding Ding Ding!

The doorbell rings.

Martin took a deep look at Tiya.

"It's Doriani." He said as he stood up and opened the door.

Sure enough, Doriani was holding a homemade large meal box in his hand and holding the moon in his arms.

This is another food delivery.

This time it's a fried eggplant.

Martin told her the way.

Seeing the moon, Martin couldn't help but rub the tabby cat's head. He was discussing it just now, but I don't know if it was heard.

Doriani talked about the case that happened in the past two days.

During this period, the moon did not show too many abnormalities, except for eating with the crab meat stick openly.

Martin couldn't help but guess that maybe it was because of Tia that this little guy was so peaceful.

Not long after, the two left, Martin returned to the bedroom and continued to crack the Di Mongolian language...

Late at night, Martin stretched, took out a Ningshen incense, lit it and inserted it into the incense burner.

This incense burner was still coming from Clin.

There was a faint fragrance in the room, like mint, but less cool, but more intoxicating fragrance.

Lying on the bed, Martin touched the quill that was attached to his chest and slowly closed his eyes.

...

Monday is coming in a blink of an eye.

In the morning, Martin asked for another leave.

Instead of going to the manor first, I came to the cafe on Vinal Street.

After eating a croissant, a cookie, and two cups of bitter coffee.

Martin met the woman from last week again.

She was still wearing a ladies' hat, and the veil hung down from the brim, covering most of her face.

However, she changed into a dark purple dress today.

The slightly bulging skirt is very elegant, and it also makes her already tall figure look even taller.

Martin looked at the carriage parked not far away and felt a little surprised.

Because the badge on the carriage is clearly visible...

"Did you get the spell?" Martin asked straight to the point.

The woman nodded and handed over a note.

The handwriting is beautiful, and the note also carries the familiar fragrance of flowers.

Rituals in the realm of life!

Martin made a judgment immediately after reading it.

Judging from the style of the spell, he should be a wild ritualist.

At least I have never read Mr. Karan.
To be continued...