Plot that the brain makes up

In the previous encounter with Dreamland, the situation was not clear, and Lu Li had to face the monsters soon. Therefore, he couldn't carefully observe Dreamland at that time. But now, as he looked closely, he realized that Dreamland was unlike the real world.

The topography here was fixed, without any fluctuations. The sky was filled with blood-red flying snowflakes, but they vanished as soon as they gently touched the ground. Even the ground resembled ordinary mud, but Lu Li recalled the high-piled firewood and the soil contaminated by the Corpse Demon liquid that the puppet had thrown into the fire. Lu Li had discovered earlier that the soil had been restored smoothly. The puppet must have not had enough leisure time to fully restore it.

"This Dreamland feels... artificial!" Lu Li defined it. Everything here was deliberately projected to resemble the real world, except for the terrain. Every object here, except for the ghosts, held significance. Lu Li, with his ability to restore things, naturally saw it from his perspective. However, it was his subjective view since this was only his second time entering Dreamland.

"The next stop is the temple, and I ask the young master to open the temple's front door!" The puppet spoke in a low voice, leading the way. "After all, I am a ghost and unable to enter the temple on my own. It symbolizes a safe house."

"But you, young master, are different. Although you can freely move in Dreamland, you are human and can open the temple's front door!" The puppet explained earnestly, then stopped its footsteps as if sensing something, adjusted its position slightly, and continued forward.

"How do you know where the temple is?" Lu Li asked casually, following the puppet's footsteps. The puppet then continued walking with a respectful tone, "We won't encounter Corpse Demons along the way because the number of Corpse Demons here is abnormal. Moreover, they completely surrounded the temple before. So, I assume they are still encircling the temple. I sensed their aura and will search for the ruined temple based on it."

"You have an explicit understanding of reality," Lu Li smiled. The puppet stopped its footsteps once again, turning around to look at Lu Li with a happy expression on its face. It seemed to find this indifferent human quite terrifying. With a miserable tone, it said, "Young master, perhaps I have concealed something from you, but please consider my loyalty. For now, please forgive this servant. After everything is over, you can do as you please with me!"

"What are you talking about? I haven't said anything about wanting to harm you!" Lu Li smiled and reassured, "Let's continue. I want to save the old gentleman, so there's no need to worry."

The puppet wanted to say something but saw that Lu Li didn't care, so it slightly raised its head and returned to its body, continuing to follow the aura of the Corpse Demons towards the temple. There was an awkward atmosphere in the air that had settled after a brief pause.

Lu Li moved forward and noticed some significant traces in Dreamland—useless objects that had meaning. These traces were not just slightly raised mounds of earth; they revealed bones. Lu Li didn't mind and began digging up the soil. The soil was particularly soft, and after a while, a skeleton was partially revealed. Now, Lu Li understood that the significance lay not in the skeleton itself but in the object held in its hand.

The skeleton lay in the soil, looking up at the sky. In its mouth and dug-up remains were a small chisel and a small hammer. Its hands were tightly gripping the headless Buddha, a treasure that held great spiritual power.

Lu Li held

the Buddha's head and received a new prompt. He obtained the ghost relic: the Ghost Relic Head. Lu Li read the description and understood its essence—a location that gathered the beliefs of numerous followers. Although it was a ghost itself, it had the power to suppress other ghosts.

Ignoring any complaints from above, Lu Li looked at the nearby puppet, but it didn't have any special response. Lu Li found it strange since other ghosts feared fire, yet the puppet could stay in the high-piled firewood's flames. Now, with the Buddha's ability to suppress ghosts, it had no apparent effect on the puppet.

Putting aside thoughts about the puppet for now, Lu Li started to speculate about the significance of the skeleton. "Perhaps this skeleton serves as a reminder of the Buddha. The true source of the Corpse Demons is hidden under the shrine, which possesses the ability to resurrect the dead and transform corpses into ghosts. By suppressing the essence of the Buddha's head, the power of the treasure greatly diminishes, causing leaks of its power. This is why the Corpse Demons appeared, and even the temple was shattered."

Lu Li constructed a theory in his mind. Although it might not be entirely accurate, it was at least convincing. There was someone in the past who had obtained a treasure capable of resurrecting the dead. This treasure had the ability to turn corpses into ghosts. However, that person, for unclear reasons, wanted to destroy it. Due to their greed or some other motive, they suppressed the treasure with the image of the Buddha. Eventually, the power of the treasure leaked, and conflicts arose—either an internal fight between the thieves responsible for stealing the Buddha head or a confrontation with the Buddhist priests who discovered it. The thief who had stolen the Buddha head ran away but died here. Others involved in this scheme might have also perished. However, at that time, the power of the treasure had not fully leaked. It was only when night fell and maggots infested the corpses that they were infected by the treasure, transforming into Variant Corpse Demons and causing a massacre. More and more Corpse Demons appeared, but the Buddha head protected its possessor and prevented them from turning into Corpse Demons.

Now, the puppet didn't know where to find news about that treasure. It wanted to save the old man, hoping to obtain the treasure that could resurrect the dead. Even if the old man had already died, he could still be revived.