Fairyland, big problem

"Elfland, something is wrong ()"

"Wow, big brother, this one is cute too!"

"Yeah?"

On Monday, the children of Xingxing Kindergarten received an unexpected surprise, and Wen Jiu came to visit them again.

The elf that appeared today is Shimengmeng. Like Fat Ding and Xiangwei Mao, she is following a very friendly pink round shape.

[Director, why do I hear from other Pokémon that they can fight evil forces when they come out? 】

"It's not an evil force, it's something called an evil thing."

The children still didn't dare to make big moves, they surrounded the little pink elephant, and occasionally touched it lightly with their tender fingers.

Playing around is playing around, Wen Jiu still has serious things to do.

The little girl in front of her came back from the dream state, "Yes! I want to be a painter... I dare not tell my family that my parents let me learn piano."

"Will they be fierce?"

"Mom and Dad are very kind to me. When they asked me what I want to learn, I was shy and didn't say it..."

"Then you can tell them your true hobbies openly and squarely."

"Well! Thank you, big brother!"

Dream points +3.

Although it can't be compared with the task of getting 20 or 30 points in one go like an iron fist, playing with the children is not life-threatening, and it can also relax the mood.

Today I am going back to the Strategy Institute, and I have to go to the 'Cause Point' to check the situation in the afternoon, and finally stay in the Star Kindergarten for a morning, which is the perfect end to the weekend.

"Wen Jiu, can you take a look at this child?"

The vice-principal smiled and brought a little boy closer. She knew that Wen Jiu had a unique method of fortune-telling.

"What's wrong with this kid?"

Wen Jiu looked at the gentle little boy in front of him, and at first glance he looked rather honest, a little lack of energy, with light bags under his eyes, he probably didn't sleep well these days.

The vice-principal explained that the child didn't know what happened. He was quite cheerful at first, but he became silent since last week.

Asked the parents, the family also said that he did not beat him, everything is normal.

"strangeness…"

Before the dream commission was completed, Wen Jiu could already see the image of the boy's dream.

Porcelain bowls, porcelain vases, porcelain plates, and many porcelains are placed together to form a scene.

It shows that the boy's dream points to porcelain, and he is very frank.

"Let me solve the problem for you, okay?"

The boy nodded emotionally, then shook his head again, obviously struggling.

However, just nod, the stone sculpture of the Dream God will emit light, and the dream commission will be fulfilled.

The porcelain is still the pile of porcelain, and the objects are quiet.

"What's your favorite thing?"

The boy's lips twitched, "Mom and Dad."

"Uh...very good, besides family, what toys do you like?"

"there is none left…"

The boy was very silent, and there was too little information to talk to him.

"Principal, may I take the liberty to ask what his family does?"

"It's okay, everyone knows that the father of this child is a well-known porcelain maker in Changle City."

Not only produce the usual containers, but also burn more handicraft-grade porcelain.

After receiving the information, Wen Jiu continued to ask, "Do you like ceramics?"

The boy was depressed for a long time, shaking his head to express his dislike.

There is no need to refer to Meimeng's image, it can still be seen that this is an obvious liking, but for some reason she shook her head and refused.

The vice-principal said that the atmosphere in their family is harmonious, the father is serious and loving, and he keeps improving the ceramic craftsmanship, so the possibility of the child being wronged for no reason is very low.

"No one in the kindergarten bullied him..."

I can't ask what grievances the child has received, so I can only turn to Shimengmeng for help.

Wen Jiu gently hugged the little boy, "Relax, let's calm down first."

The boy was very obedient, leaning gently in Wen Jiu's arms, curiously watching the little pink elephant approaching, always feeling that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.

"Mr. Wen...?"

"Principal, don't worry, this is my new sleep therapy."

"Oh, I know, you also used it when you helped me heal, and you used the kitten Heart Beast."

"Ah...almost.

"

Hypnosis guides the little boy to dream about wronged things, and Mengmeng eats the dream with his mouth open.

The name is Shimengmeng, which means Can Eat Mengmeng.

(Hypnotic tapir: ???)

When eating Mengmeng, the flower patterns on Mengmengshi's body glowed with a faint color.

[Principal, I saw the little boy's dream. 】

"What's it like?"

[It seems to be his father, slamming the porcelain on the ground. 】

"Hey! Is this a nightmare?"

【no. 】

Dream Eater spewed out almost transparent white smoke.

If it eats sweet dreams, it sprays powder smoke; when it eats nightmares, it sprays black smoke.

Dreams of other ordinary emotions are a touch of white smoke.

[Principal, the strongest emotion in this child's dream is doubt. 】

"How to say?"

【He felt puzzled when he saw his father smashing the porcelain, guessing that his father didn't like porcelain. 】

The dream was real enough. This was a scene that the little boy witnessed with his own eyes. It had a strong visual impact on him. After being guided by Dream Eater, he restored the facts to a very high degree.

The father broke the porcelain, only to find that his child happened to be outside the small clay kiln, and hurried up to comfort him, but he didn't explain the cause and effect.

Therefore, doubts and surprises were deeply imprinted in the little boy's mind, making him guess that his father didn't like porcelain, and he should listen to his parents more than porcelain.

If Wen Jiu came later, Meimeng would be buried deeply, and it would be impossible to see the image of Meimeng before commissioning.

"I probably understand..."

Wen Jiu raised his head, "Principal, can you contact the little boy's family?"

"Mr. Wen has gained something?"

"This should be…"

Under the premise of no violence or other tendencies, the craftsman should drop the ceramics, which should be dissatisfied with the work, annoyed or reminded himself to keep improving.

It happened to be seen by the youngest son, and the father normally neglected to explain the deep-level thoughts to the kindergarten children. In fact, the children's cognition is clearer and more delicate than the public opinion.

Of course, guesses are guesses and need to be verified.

"It makes sense."

The vice principal approved of Wen Jiu's idea, and found the contact information of the boy's father from the phone address book.

"Master Zhao? Yes, hello, are you busy? Let me ask something..."

When the little boy woke up from his dream, his father's loving face was right in front of him.

"dad."

"Little fool... No, I'm too stupid, I should tell you clearly."

Similar to Wen Jiu's guess, there are several flaws in Master Zhao's recent works, which are mistakes that should not be made.

He had very high demands on himself, so he gritted his teeth and smashed all the works that could be called flawed but not concealed in one breath, which just happened to scare his youngest son.

The misunderstanding was resolved, and the image of a sweet dream appeared in the child's pupils, and then disappeared with laughter.

Dream points +12.

Huh, Shimengmeng's help is not in vain, the points are almost catching up with Masked Rider.

The phone vibrates, and Mai Yuqiang calls.

In front of you is the warm and harmonious Xingxing Kindergarten, and you are about to go to the 'cause point' where the evil things hide.

It feels like wandering between the surface world and the dark world.

But the strategic headquarters and the three groups under it, who is not.

Deeply in love with the warm world, turn around and go to dispel the darkness.

Hence the name: The Dark One...