“Where are you going next?”

The sound of the tide in the sea gradually subsided, and Zhuang Xiaodie asked.

In fact, Zhang Zian couldn't tell where he really wanted to go, but he always felt that as long as he kept walking, he would definitely be able to go where he wanted to go and meet the person he wanted to meet.

So he just replied vaguely: "Just ahead, not too far."

If you want to talk about the most beautiful place in Binhai City in autumn, in addition to the hidden mist mountains in late autumn, the old street between Dongcheng District and Nancheng District is a good place that only a few old Binhai people know. Because there were several foreign consulates and offices there before liberation. Almost the entire street is in Western style and there are still churches that are open to the public. Therefore, it has become a holy place for weddings, osplays and couples to take a walk.

Many people who love photography will carry long guns and cannons to sweep the streets there during the Golden Week, and they can often capture good moments.

Of course, the most important thing about photography is the beauty of the model. The cat films are very popular because there are few ugly cats.

Instead of leaving the seaside from the original road, Zhang Zian and Zhuang Xiaodie walked to the southeast, unconsciously entering the area of ​​the Nancheng District, passing through several alleys, and when they came out, the architectural style made people wonder if they had traveled to the streets of Europe.

Neat and dense French sycamore planted on both sides of the wide but sparsely-vehicle street. Western-style houses are arranged in an orderly manner. You can often see the fountain garden through the iron fence of the iris style. Next to the fountain is the statue of the goddess, and there are also little angels with wings and bows and arrows flying.

The autumn wind suddenly rises, and the apricot yellow fallen leaves on the street are blown and move like running water.

There were just a few old mages who were looking for shooting targets with cameras. Because there were no fixed royal models, and Binhai City had not held a car show recently, I was tired of taking photos of lotus flowers, so I could only come here on holidays to squat.

When Zhuang Xiaodie, wearing gorgeous Hanfu appeared, the two cultures with different styles, including Eastern and Western, Classical and Modern, formed a strong visual impact.

The old mages rushed over with a heavy aperture lens as heavy as fitness equipment and a SLR camera, like sharks smelling blood. Without asking her if she agrees, she just picked up the camera and just slapped it.

Zhuang Xiaodie walked forward without any awareness, but Zhang Zian was repeatedly stared at, meaning: Are you poking next to you like a pole to steal the spotlight? Stay away!

Zhang Zian was also quite helpless. Not everyone respected the portrait rights of others like the female anchor I met at the top of Yinwu Mountain. They had no choice but to take pictures. The key is to take pictures, and they thought it was in the way...

Zhuang Xiaodie was slightly ecstatic, turning a blind eye to the old mages who were wandering around like flies, and thinking about the wheelchair girl he met by the beach in his mind.

She didn't dare to be 100% sure, but the light blue dress of the wheelchair girl, the dark green wide-brimmed hat, and the surprisingly white skin that was not as white as Asians, all reminded her of the mermaid in the bathtub on the second floor of the pet store.

As for why the hair is black, it is probably because no one has dark green hair in reality, and girls who dress in a pure style are not suitable for forcibly adding hair dyeing.

So, it may be that some elf quietly modified another detail of the dream.

With this ability, she thought about it and felt that it might be the dog that had never appeared in her dream.

Strangely, by reading Zhang Zi'an's memory, the other elves put aside, but the mermaid should have despised him, so why did she dream with the other elves?

Could it be that after Zhang Zi'an fell asleep, something happened in the pet store that she didn't know?

What worries her even more was the dream itself.

This dream world guided by her and built with Zhang Zian's memory is just a dream, but it is an extremely real dream. Once this dream world is established, it is no different from reality.

This is also the most perfect dream she has created.

There were too many illusions and voluntary dreams in the ancients. Such dreams were too different from reality, which made her soberly know that it was a dream, so she liked this dream more. Even she herself sometimes confused it, and couldn't figure out whether she was a person or a...

It is precisely because it is extremely real that it cannot be easily modified, otherwise it will move the whole body with one blow, just like the sentence he remembers that a butterfly flapping its wings on the Amazon River in South America may cause a tornado in Texas, USA in two weeks.

This knowledge was very novel and interesting to her, but after thinking about it carefully, she felt that the logic was self-consistent and could make sense. She even helped her clarify her ideas and create a more realistic dream.

In this regard, she was very grateful to Zhang Zian, who accidentally helped her make up for the last piece of the puzzle of the real dream.

But... the arrogant elf named Feimas, but she unaware of the world, modified the two details of the dream without knowing it. The elf who shouldn't have appeared in this world appeared, and the movie that shouldn't have been released at this time has not even experienced the shooting process. Even she couldn't know what kind of chain reaction this would trigger.

In the worst case, the dream may go to an unknown direction that even she cannot control...

Zhang Zian faced the old mages' aggrieved eyes awkwardly, and Zhuang Xiaodie silently thought about the ways to repair the dream world. None of them spoke, and just walked forward silently until a Gothic church appeared in front of him.

This church is not too big, about three floors high, with a mixed structure of red floor tiles and wood. There is a towering Gothic bell tower on each side of the left and right sides. A pure white cross stands on the spire of each bell tower, giving people the impression of solemnity, solemnity and conservatism.

A photography club or a two-dimensional club that seemed to be from a university was playing osplay noisily at the church door. Several boys were circling around a few girls, some were responsible for filling lights, photography, and those who were responsible for holding fans to create the effect of floating clothes... Each performed his duties.

Among them, there are girls responsible for being models wearing ancient style outfits, which may be characters in a domestic martial arts game, but there is no harm if there is no comparison. Compared with Zhuang Xiaodie, both the appearance, figure and the exquisiteness of the clothing have been crushed.

To be honest, they took photos at the church door and made loud noises from time to time, which actually interfered with the normal order of the church. The church members were affected by entering and leaving the church, and the quiet atmosphere was also broken.

When Zhang Zian and Zhuang Xiaodie passed by the church gate with a group of old monks, such a strange combination naturally attracted the attention of the members of the community.
Chapter completed!