The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"Montana, why is she here?"

Oh, by the way, this is Montana's dream. Thinking of this, Sigmund kept looking at the map and didn't turn around hastily.

His eyes flicked, and he quickly memorized several special areas marked on the map.

In the next second, everything in front of him dissipated like water waves, and the surrounding scenes spliced ​​together quickly. When he regained consciousness, he had already arrived at the concert hall in the White Seagull Manor.

In the dim room, Montana stood in front of the piano, and Sigmund immediately felt his body being driven by a force, and he acted spontaneously.

After hesitating for a while, Sigmund did not resist this manipulation, but "watched" himself walking towards Montana from the perspective of a bystander.

"kiss Me!"

The tailored gown made Montana even more charming. The woman raised her head and spit out the words of temptation with her red lips slightly parted.

"what's the situation?"

"The reappearance of the dream is going to drain me?"

The dream of a transcendent is really... exciting.

Complying with the manipulation, Sigmund put his arms around Montana's waist, then leaned over and kissed her slowly.

There was a coldness on his lips, and he could distinguish a little fragrance from the lipstick.

But there was no weird extraction that followed, and Montana seemed to be intoxicated by this weird romance. He embraced Sigmund's neck with his hands and actively catered to him.

"What is this principle, repressed desire or longing?"

"It shouldn't be. I kicked her. She should think about kicking her back."

Sigmund thought silently, but at this moment, he who embraced the beauty and fell into a tender place suddenly had a warning sign.

That was an instinctive warning from extraordinary abilities.

He didn't even know what was happening, his body reacted.

Stretch your waist and abdomen, bend your knees and shake your hips, and push hard!

"ah!"

Montana's painful cry came from the concert hall, and it was only then that Sigmund noticed that the female monk wanted to kick and hit Sigmund's lower abdomen while the two were kissing.

It's a pity that her attacking intention was detected in advance by Sigmund's extraordinary ability, and then he counterattacked automatically, hitting Montana first.

"Is it because of my impact that I have a psychological shadow, so I want to take revenge in the dream?"

Sigmund was unable to complain, and then he felt as if he was strongly rejected by his surroundings.

An additional element, not manipulated by the dream master, felt the hostility from Montana's subconscious.

"It seems that you can't make too outrageous actions in front of the dream master."

He summed up a rule, and at the same time, a strong sense of squeezing came from all directions, the picture in front of him was shattered layer by layer, and the powerful force pulled Sigmund.

When he came back to his senses, he found that he had returned to the nightmare carriage.

Thick fog enveloped the carriage, followed by a strong sense of falling.

I don't know how long it took, I lowered my head, the light of the pass in my hand dissipated, and it was completely scrapped.

"The harvest was not bad, but it was a pity in the end." He licked his lips, where there seemed to be a little taste left.

"I don't know if Montana can still remember this ridiculous dream after she wakes up."

With the nightmare carriage as a transit, Sigmund knew that he had returned to reality, and he opened the window to look out.

It was early morning, the sky was still bright, and the whole city was shrouded in a thin layer of morning fog.

Sigmund saw scattered window knockers from afar.

Window knocker is a special profession in this era.

After all, not every family can afford the price of a watch, but for workers living at the bottom of society, accurate time is very important.

The bell tower will only be rung at a specific time, so there is a special profession of window knocker.

They set out every morning, holding bamboo poles, and knocked on the windows of each house according to the time.

One copper coin is collected each time, although it is not much, it can add up to a lot, but recently due to fierce competition, the reward has been reduced to the point where one copper coin is paid twice or even one copper coin is charged three times.

After receiving the most important information, Sigmund didn't want to stay any longer. He raised his whip and left the Dawn Church.

At the same time, in a certain room in the church, Montana, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly woke up. She first let out a short scream, and then hurriedly pressed her lower abdomen.

It wasn't until a moment later that I recalled that hazy dream.

"How could I dream of Sigmund, and me and him..."

For some reason, Montana always felt that this absurd dream was extraordinarily real.

Press the index finger lightly on the red lips.

"Huh... what's going on here?"

"It seems that this should be the residual effect after the promotion, and some negative emotions and distracting thoughts are reflected through dreams."

After checking, Montana found that she was mentally stable, and her emotions became high.

"Damn guy, even in a dream..."

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Montana quickly adjusted her emotions.

"I'm sorry, Sigmund, for making you implicated because of me, but soon I will leave Liam City and leave Benet."

"It will all be over by then."

"Ma'am, Mr. Miller wants to know the latest results of the investigation." A clergyman asked.

Montana nodded, sorted out the information on the table, and then came to the upper platform.

"teacher."

"Tell me."

Bennett stood by the railing of the platform, looking at Liam City shrouded in morning mist.

"According to the remaining spiritual flesh in the corpse, the special mental fluctuations are traced, and the approximate area where the target person who released this extraordinary power is basically locked."

"The factory area in West City."

"However, after tracking there, the clues become thin and messy, and it may take a little time to lock the correct location." Montana flipped through the investigation report in her hand.

"Teacher, I suggest that we can look for the connection between Miles, Robert and the Elm Street attack from a realistic perspective. In another way of thinking, we may be able to find..."

"There's no need to waste time."

Bennett interrupted Montana, "Concentrate on the work at hand, we are extraordinary."

He looked back at the female monk, "Look at the busy people on the street, whether you admit it or not, we are completely different from them."

"When those vulgar police detectives are still collecting evidence and information, we only need one look to get everything we want from the so-called suspects."

"This is extraordinary power."

"You have just entered the second level, you have to learn to adapt to the change of your own strength and identity."

"How long will it take to determine the real location." Bennett changed the subject.

"We have now identified the five most suspected locations. If we investigate one by one..."

"It's easy to alarm the other party. In addition, although the people living in the West District are some low-level workers, the mayor doesn't want to see any casualties now."

"Tonight, we should be able to lock the final target!" Montana gave her own answer.

"good very good."

Bennett nodded, "Come down with me to preside over the prayer, and then prepare a carriage to accompany me to meet Mr. Mayor."

"Do you need to prepare investigation materials?"

"No." Bennett shook his head lightly, and gave Montana a serious look.

"Luda ​​is missing."

"Just the day before yesterday, when I asked him to investigate that Sigmund."

"He is a priest of the church. Mr. Mayor will definitely take this matter very seriously!"

Thank you for the reward in book friend z, and thank you for your vote yesterday. It seems that if you want a vote, you have to say it. Hehe, why don't we continue today?

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