The Great Dream God

Meng Jin, the shameless one, with his face full of lies, dared to call himself the master of art, but in fact he was just a humble pornographic disc dealer. This shameless behavior is rare in the world. He walked slowly on the bustling streets, and every step seemed to be mocking the ignorance of the world. His figure cast a long shadow in the crowd, as if satirizing the hypocrisy of this world.

The crowd was attracted by his presence, and curious eyes focused on him like spotlights. Those who gathered around were mostly charioteers wearing shiny armor and carrying long swords. Their eyes were as sharp as eagles and their postures were as straight as pine trees. They were the fist of the empire, the embodiment of the empire's wealth and power among the people. Their arrival instantly filled this ordinary street with a tense and solemn atmosphere, as if a silent drama was being performed.

Meng Jin didn't care about it at all. He had a sly smile on his face, as if everything was under his control. Every move and every word he made announced his identity as an "artist" to the people around him, even though it was far from his true face. However, the charioteers did not expose him, but just watched silently. They were waiting, waiting for the truth to be revealed, waiting for Meng Jin's mask to be blown off by the wind, revealing his real face.

In that mysterious and unpredictable other world, on a vast expanse of land, there exists a unique way of cultivation, just like the fighters in Douqi Continent wielding Douqi, and the soul masters in Douluo Continent controlling soul rings. Here, in the territory called Zijintian, there prevails a powerful force called Yuzhe. Their full name is Yuqi Master, and they are proud of controlling the vitality of heaven and earth. These brave and fearless warriors, or in the rolling mountains, fight life and death with ferocious monsters, and make a living by hunting. Their figures are like eagles soaring in the sky, brave and resolute; or like western cowboys, driving a carriage and leading a caravan through the barren Gobi, they are the safety guarantee of business travel and the lonely watcher; or, they hide in the manors of the nobles, become the private guards of those dignitaries, and guard the glory of the family with iron and blood. Their existence is like a hard rock, resisting the wind and rain from the outside world.

When this group of brave men gathered in Mengjin, a prosperous commercial city, their purpose was not to fight, but for a shadow jade. This was no ordinary transaction, they wanted to exchange their wealth for the mysterious shadow jade in order to get the comfort of their souls. Their arrival filled the air of Mengjin with a tense and expectant atmosphere, and everyone was guessing who would win the game of money and fate and take the legendary strange treasure.

Meng Jin, the shrewd and far-sighted businessman, knew that people's desire for entertainment is like a dry land's expectation for rain. He knew that the little joys in life are like the twinkling stars in the dark night, illuminating people's hearts. Therefore, he did not hesitate to present the treasure in his hand - the shadow jade - to everyone.

He pointed at the glittering shadow jade, as if revealing an unknown world. "I'll set the price for this shadow jade at twenty silver ingots," he said, full of confidence and temptation. "This is something I encountered on my long journey, like a spark from the collision of stars, unique and extremely precious."

He then described the magic of this shadow jade: "The story it carries is a microcosm of human drama. The confrontation between the tentacle old woman and the bullied old widower is a contest of strength and endurance, a collision of tenacity and weakness, and an interweaving of the spiciness and bitterness of life. The plot is so intense, like oil boiling over a raging fire, which makes people dazzled and excited. It can be said to be extremely exciting!"

Meng Jin's words are like a poet's chant, each word is full of color and emotion, making people seem to be able to see through the shadow jade, see the drama that has never been performed, and feel the endless fun hidden in it. His sales are not just a transaction of goods, but also a spiritual feast and a heartfelt response to the demand for entertainment.

When the heavy words were spoken, the blood of several middle-aged drivers boiled in their chests, as if they were ignited with endless enthusiasm. They took out the glittering silver ingots from their pockets without hesitation, and the silver light reflected their nervous and determined expressions. Their eyes were burning with curiosity about the unknown and desire for knowledge, just like stars illuminating the night.

Meng Jin took the silver ingots that carried trust, and with a light flip of his palm, a mysterious shadow jade appeared in his hand. This jade was as warm as moonlight, and contained deep light and shadow, which seemed to hide countless stories and secrets. He smiled and handed the shadow jade to the charioteers in front of him. That smile was like a spring breeze, warm and full of encouragement.

The charioteers received the shadow jade as if they had found a treasure. They held it tightly in their palms, feeling the temperature and weight of the jade, as if it was a bridge to wisdom. They were impatient and rushed away like an arrow, some ran back to their own courtyards, and some went straight to the warehouse where the treasures were hidden. There, they could not wait to activate the shadow jade, and the images in the jade appeared like a dream bubble, one picture after another telling ancient legends and revealing hidden secrets! Leading them into a brand new world.

There was a gleam of excitement in their pupils, as if at this moment they had touched the pulse of history!

My wife is not at home.

A person is lonely.

Fire★hot★vigorous★sexy★shadow★jade★.

After watching this scene, all the charioteers were shocked, as if a violent storm had struck their hearts. However, the only drawback was that the image in front of them was not of high-definition quality, but slightly blurry. The reason for this was that the high-definition original was in Meng Jin's hands. Meng Jin used an extremely clever method to replicate these shadow-rate moments.

He released the image in the original shadow jade, like a silent light and shadow trick, and then he would use other shadow jades as a medium to record every frame of the original shadow jade. In this way, he could mass-produce a slightly inferior version of the shadow jade for sale. Although the image quality was not as good as expected and was a little hazy, it was enough for these charioteers. They had long been accustomed to the standard definition images, and the texture that was like an old memory made them feel more at home.

What they appreciate is not only the exquisite quality of the painting, but also the charm and power contained in it. Despite the slight flaws, these shadow jades are like magic mirrors, reflecting their inner desires and dreams. Therefore, the quality of the painting is no longer so important in their hearts. What they pursue is the unique experience, the visual feast brought by Mengjin's wisdom.