Let's debut, fairy!

Chapter 51 Butterfly Dream
inside the house.

Meng Bai said, "Grandma, how about this, we'll go first, then take a car and come back in a big way, so everyone here knows that your granddaughter brought her boyfriend to see you."

"That's good. It's a good thing for more people to know about you. It will help solidify your identities." Grandma nodded, agreeing.

"Let's go," Meng Bai gestured to Su Xintang.

As they walked, their figures gradually became transparent.

Seeing this scene, Grandma seemed to feel greatly comforted, and her whole spirits lifted.

Upon reaching the door, the two of them floated off the ground and flew up, like a divine couple.

Seeing this, Grandma felt much better.

She became increasingly certain that she would see her parents and grandparents after she died.

"No."

"We can't ruin their plans."

"I need to make some preparations too."

Grandma paced around the house a few times, then quickly went into the room and started fiddling with something.

Meng Bai and Su Xintang could sense the old man's condition.

They flew away just to show Grandma, hoping to make her feel better; of course, there was also a sense of intimidation involved.

"Why doesn't she want to dream again? That should be her original purpose, and that should be the reason why my paths crossed with her." As they flew, Su Xintang suddenly said.

“Perhaps, your appearance is already the biggest dream for her,” Meng Bai said.

"Is this the meaning of my spiritual practice?"

"It's not necessary to make everything seem valuable; we're mostly doing this for ourselves. This trip is for status, not for any lofty reason."

To be honest, if she couldn't see us when we were invisible, I would never have revealed anything special to her. Meng Bai wasn't one to pat himself on the back.

After saying that, he added, "However, on the other hand, it's good that she has shown something special. She carries hope, so she should be more sincere towards us."

The result is alright. Although many things were different from what we expected, at least we got our residency status sorted out. It's better than buying residency in Southeast Asia.

"You'll be a public figure in the future, and having multiple sellers know your background will cause a lot of trouble. Now that you have a grandmother, and she's well-liked, some things will be much easier to handle."

Su Xintang nodded and changed the subject, saying, "Grandma has so many books at home."

“She must be a learned person. Do you think she might also be knowledgeable about Taoism? I saw quite a few Taoist books on the bookshelf.” Meng Bai scratched his chin.

"Could I learn from her?"

"It's not that it's impossible. We're just killing time anyway. After filming the video, we can learn from her. We don't care about tangible heritage, but we can always ask for cultural heritage, right?"

After exchanging a few words, Meng Bai asked again, "By the way, what's the deal with that butterfly?"

"I don't understand."

"Try using incense."

Upon hearing this, Su Xintang channeled some incense into the butterfly, and the butterfly split in two, with one of the butterflies merging into Su Xintang's body.

The other butterfly floated in her palm, and Su Xintang controlled it to fly towards Meng Bai.

The butterfly actually flew straight into his forehead.

At this moment, Su Xintang felt that she had lost her connection with her grandmother.

It seems that the connection has been severed, and Grandma will no longer dream of herself as Su Tang.

However, she also felt a connection with Meng Bai.

Meng Bai could also sense a faint connection between them. He touched his forehead, puzzled, and asked, "What's the use of this? Do I have to take a nap too?"

“No need.” Su Xintang pondered for a moment, and then suddenly understood the use of the butterfly. She explained, “This butterfly is for creating dreams.”

"What's the difference between the dream created by this butterfly and the magic of the pillow?" Meng Bai asked, puzzled.

“There is a difference. The Pillow Technique requires us to be close together, but this one allows us to enter the same dreamland no matter how far apart we are.” In other words, Su Xintang’s butterfly provides an environment for the two of them to communicate across distances, and it is a dream that simulates the real world.

Of course, this is on the premise that the two people have seen those scenes before, and that they cannot simulate things they haven't seen before.

After hearing the explanation, Meng Bai said, "So, even if you stay in Taiwan and I'm in Guangdong, I can still teach you how to make videos in my dreams? Then we won't have to worry about being separated."

“Oh, right.” Su Xintang was immediately delighted.

Then she added, "I can even become one with you in my dreams, making your experiences in dreams my experiences."

"Just like you and Grandma both became Su Tang?"

"Correct."

"If that's the case, since we can make Grandma go back to 19 years old in her dream, does that prove that we can also make other people relive their lives in their dreams?"

In other words, if you find a top scientist, and there's enough incense offering and a long enough dream, letting that scientist relearn the knowledge in a dream is equivalent to you learning it too?

"maybe."

"With this butterfly, as long as you find the right teacher, you can learn anything you want. The only problem is whether there will be enough offerings?"

After saying that, Meng Bai clapped his hands and exclaimed, "If you can learn anything and master it, plus your looks and skills, I can't think of any reason why you're not famous."

"But the incense burns out a lot, and the incense on our bodies won't last long. If we want 'Teacher' to forget that he had a dream, we need to reduce the time."

Hearing this news, Meng Bai was even happier.

Okay, okay, learning from others... well, inheriting knowledge, inheriting it without anyone noticing.

"Moreover, it's hard to avoid being influenced by someone else's life. I don't mind being influenced by you, but I'd rather not be influenced by others," Su Xintang added.

"There must be a way to solve this kind of problem," Meng Bai thought, racking his brains.

after an hour……

The once peaceful village.

Suddenly it became lively.

Everyone heard that Grandma Huang Xiulian's granddaughter, nicknamed "Tangtang," had come to visit her.

Grandma Xiulian was kind to everyone and maintained good relationships with most people in the village. She took Suxintang and Mengbai for a walk around the village, introducing them to everyone she met, looking very proud of herself.

However, the villagers were very puzzled.

Huang Xiulian has lived here for more than ten years. Although she would leave for other places during holidays, no family member had ever come to visit her. How come a granddaughter suddenly appeared?

And such an unbelievably beautiful granddaughter?

"Are they swindlers? Has Grandma been scammed?" The middle-aged man who had initially urged Huang Xiulian to see a doctor followed her all the way, growing more and more suspicious as he went.

The girl was also with them.

Looking at the tall and slender Su Xintang, she said with envy, "But Grandma seems to have returned to normal. She used to talk nonsense all the time these past two years, but she's different today."

Huang Xiulian had been somewhat confused for the past two years, but today she seemed perfectly normal, speaking and behaving as if she were not sick at all, and her scholarly air had returned.

Therefore, although the villagers had some doubts, they quickly suppressed them.

People are wondering, could this have such a therapeutic effect if it weren't for her own granddaughter?

What else could this be but the power of family love?
Of course, the most practical reason is that everyone hopes Huang Xiulian can truly have relatives to take care of her. Regardless of whether it's true or not, if she can provide for Huang Xiulian in her old age, then even a lie becomes true.

Everyone has their own life to live, and no matter how good an outsider is, they can't take care of Huang Xiulian forever.

Driven by this mentality, the atmosphere in the village became increasingly lively.

Even elderly men have said things like, "You haven't changed much since you were a child."

I don't know if the old man remembered it wrong or if he was just talking nonsense.

Or perhaps, the light is slowly influencing the memories of those around it?

(End of this chapter)