Chatty Hollywood

"Boarding!?"

Looking at the eerie pirate ship in the sea, a trace of fear flashed in Charlize's eyes.

However, out of her own curiosity, she really wanted to go to the boat and have a look.

As a couple who had "communicated" countless times, Charlotte saw through her conflicting psychology at a glance.

"Sally, don't worry!"

Charlotte smiled and said,

"There is no danger in this process, you see!"

As he spoke, he pointed to his feet——

Charlize suddenly discovered that starting from the feet of her and Charlotte and extending in the direction of the pirate ship, a road paved with bright red flowers was being formed out of thin air.

The flowers on this flower path have no leaves.

Their petals are oblanceolate, and the flowers grow on upright stems that seem to extend from the void.

——Whether the bottom of the flower stem is sand, gravel or sparkling water.

"The flowers are blooming but not the leaves, and the leaves are not seeing the flowers. Sally, do you know the flower of the other side?"

Charlotte asked with a smile.

"Higanbana!?"

Charlize was stunned for a moment, and then remembered the magic knowledge Charlotte had told her before.

"You mean, Manzhushahua!? Flowers on the road to hell!!?"

"Yes."

"No wonder the flower path, which is obviously very beautiful, always makes people feel a little sad."

Charlize sighed and said,

"You used magic to create such a flower path. Are you planning to step on it to board the ghost ship?"

"Yes! If a living person wants to board the ghost's ship, he must first take a trip to the underworld - this road paved with flowers from the other side is just a substitute."

Charlotte explained in a rather poetic tone, then took a step forward and stepped on the empty flower path paved with bright red Higan flowers.

"Come on, Sally!"

He held out his hand to Charlize.

This time, Charlize did not hesitate. With the help of Charlotte, she also stepped onto the flower path.

"very strange!"

Charlize tried to step on it a few times,

"There is no actual touch under your feet, it's like stepping on the air out of thin air. Wait!"

She suddenly reacted,

"Charlotte, we shouldn't be in the real world now, right?"

"You realized it so quickly!?"

A surprised smile appeared on Charlotte's face,

"Yes, we are indeed not in reality now, but this is not a dream - just think of it as a special space between dreams and reality!"

"There is still a place like this!?"

"Of course!"

Charlotte smiled and said,

"In fact, after a person dies, if a ghost is born, it will first appear in this special space. However, because this space relies on the dreams of living people, it is not stable. This instability makes most ghosts It will naturally dissipate as soon as it is born - after all, even the space where it existed has disappeared!"

"It sounds a bit like the resting place before heading to hell or heaven, the one in Dante's Divine Comedy!"

Charlize understood, and Charlotte nodded,

"It's just that this rest house is full of dangers."

"Then Alexis-"

“After Alexis turned into a ghost, she was able to survive because she was relatively strong and was lucky enough to encounter a moment when space was relatively stable. This allowed her to survive until the time when yin and yang intertwined and she could enter the real world again. "

"I see. In other words, even if you are a ghost, it actually depends on luck?"

Charlize came to a strange conclusion.

Moreover, Charlotte cannot say that this conclusion is wrong,

"Actually, it's not just ghosts, it's also living people. What kind of life you can have is closely related to your origin and talent!"

Charlotte smiled wryly,

"Reincarnation is a very critical technology!"

"you do not say!"

Charlize glanced at Charlotte with a charming smile,

"Striving to be the only winner among hundreds of millions of competitors, how can you do it without a little bit of luck?"

"..."

Charlotte suddenly discovered that Charlize had become more and more dirty when talking to her recently.

"Do you think a woman will change so much after she gets married!?"

Charlotte thought helplessly.

However, when he saw his wife stretching out her bright red tongue to lick her plump lips, with an ambiguous expression of aftertaste on her face, he couldn't care less.

"Once we've settled the matter with the ghost ship, let's go to this beach and let her have a taste of hundreds of millions of competitors!"

Charlotte, who was feeling angry, thought viciously.

******

Of course, even though she was already thinking about how to "celebrate" later, Charlotte still remembered the current business after all.

He pulled Charlize and carefully walked along the road paved with Bianhua flowers towards the silent ghost ship.

As they walked, Charlize further realized that what they were in was not the real world——

After all, even if she put her feet into the sea water beside the flowers, she couldn't get rid of the water.

——This is naturally inconsistent with Archimedes' buoyancy rules.

"So, what we are walking on this flower road now are actually souls?"

Charlize asked curiously,

"Our bodies are actually still on the beach at the beach?"

"You can understand that."

Charlotte nodded,

"However, this space this time is formed by merging my dreams with reality, so it is not that unstable. We can move at will in it."

"So this is ah!"

Charlize understood somewhat;

"So, this flower path can also be said to be a reflection of your own aesthetics?"

"...You can also say that."

Charlotte coughed a little embarrassedly,

"However, there is nothing we can do about it. Only through this space sandwiched between dreams and reality can we board the ghost ship."

"Why?"

Charlize asked in confusion,

"Didn't we often fight against ghosts and monsters through painted wall worlds or dreams before? Why do we need to use this space this time?"

"Because it was only after I eliminated Jack the Ripper and obtained his remaining knowledge that I clearly understood the nature of this space and was able to enter here on my own initiative."

Charlotte shrugged and said,

"Previously, most of the ghosts we dealt with in dreams were nightmares that could enter dreams on their own initiative, but things like ghost ships are not that aggressive and cannot and do not have the ability to enter our dreams."

“What about the wall space?”

"Paint the wall space!?"

Charlotte smiled;

"Sally, don't you think this space between dreams and reality is very similar to the space on the wall?"

"You mean?"

"The wall space and this space are essentially the same."

Charlotte explained,

"It's just that the wall space is more like an independent world with its own characters and stories, and this space is closer to reality."

"But why is this happening?"

"Well..."

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