The Great Dream God

Meng Jin woke up from the endless abyss of dreams, as if he had just returned from a deep exploration of the universe. His soul was shaken by the revealed truths, and he was immersed in a transcendent meditation for a long time.

Those fragments revealed in dreams are like broken mirrors, reflecting the complexity and contradictions of human nature, making it difficult for people to extricate themselves from it.

He took a deep breath, and that breath seemed to carry the heaviness of the dream, and then he exhaled slowly, as if releasing some of the weight of the world.

In this world, there is an unknown forest hidden deep in everyone's heart, where shame, fear and sin grow. People are afraid of being peeped at because once exposed, they may be misunderstood or even labeled as "scum" or "pervert".

If a person reveals his heart without reservation, it requires not only courage, but also fearlessness of self-destruction. Therefore, such behavior is often regarded as stupid.

However, Meng Jin, this unique existence, has the ability to enter other people's dreams. Like a silent detective, he can see into the secrets deep in other people's hearts and meticulously reveal those dusty memories and desires.

He had seen the ugliest and most primitive impulses of human nature, the shadows hidden behind the light, like beasts in the darkness, wild and ruthless.

These dark sides of human nature are like a silent symphony, playing the joys and sorrows of human hearts, allowing Meng Jin to realize the complexity and depth of life in shock.

His eyes were like two mirrors, reflecting the images that were deeply touched by his dreams. Every detail and every beat made him understand the world more deeply.

Especially Wei Yanren, the man who always shows positive energy, his past seems so subversive in Mengjin's dream exploration.

Meng Jin, the man with eyes as sharp as an eagle, stared at the huge bonfire burning in the distance, like a blazing star, standing proudly in the night.

His gaze was like a lake surface blown by the cold wind. After a brief ripple, it returned to calm. He shook his head slightly, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and whispered to Sun Yifang: "Sun Yifang, Sun Yifang, these arrogant people dared to light such a spectacular bonfire in the wilderness. They are provoking the beasts in the dark night, or inviting the wolves to dance. However, what does this have to do with me? I should focus on my own mission and have no time to care about their recklessness."

Meng Jin's words were full of deep and restrained power, as if every word was inlaid with sparks of wisdom. He gently stroked the ring in his hand, and the mysterious ornament shone with a deep light under the moonlight, like a door to an unknown world. As his fingers moved lightly, a bright white light flashed instantly, like a meteor streaking across the sky, instantly bringing Meng Jin into a whole new dimension.

The moment the white light faded, Meng Jin found himself in Sun Yifang's dream. The sleeping noble boy seemed to be immersed in his own world. In his dream, did he still remember his former identity and glory?

Meng Jin's appearance did not disturb his sleep. Instead, it was like sneaking into a secret maze, where the shadow of Sun Yifang's past was hidden in every corner.

He began to explore, looking for fragments of memory that had been buried by time, trying to uncover the mystery of this nobleman and gain insight into his past life, experiences, and emotions.

The heat of the bonfire and the coldness of the dream are intertwined. Reality and illusion overlap at this moment, forming a strange picture.

In Jinzhou, Sun Yifang's manor stands between the mountains and rivers. It is a place carved by time and influenced by history. It is like a colorful painting, and every brick and tile contains endless stories.

The name of "Mountains and Rivers Inside and Outside" comes from the fact that there are mountains inside and outside. The magnificent scene of mountains and waters relying on each other also implies the strict order here, just like the laws between heaven and earth, which cannot be violated or subverted.

The order here is not an ordinary rule, but a symbol of the authority and power of the upper class, the top of the pyramid of power, and an iron-clad law.

Sun Yifang, the owner of the manor, has a family whose power is as important as the thousand-year-old tree standing in the manor, with deep roots and lush leaves, casting shade in all directions.

His family was powerful and glorious, like the bright stars that illuminated the night sky of Jinzhou and made people look up in awe.

The power of the Sun family is as vast as a river, and its influence has penetrated every corner and every life in Jinzhou. Their existence is the glory of this city, but also its fear.

Sun Yifang, a true "Roman nobleman", has an innate noble temperament in his every move and every word. His smile is like a spring breeze, but his eyes are as deep as the stars, revealing a transcendent majesty.

However, Sun Yifang, this name is well-known in the aristocratic circle, and his existence is like a bright yet dazzling star, shocking.

He is like Jia Baoyu in A Dream of Red Mansions, yet completely different from him, like a different color in jade, unique and vivid.

Jia Baoyu is as gentle as jade, and he maintains a unique innocence amidst the hustle and bustle of the world. However, Sun Yifang's arrogance is like a raging fire, burning his own world. He does not hide his feelings and is not afraid of what others say.

His arrogance does not come from ignorant conceit, but from hidden self-confidence. His pride does not come from high self-esteem, but from a firm recognition of his self-worth.

His extremism is like a sharp sword, pointing directly at people's hearts, making it impossible to ignore his existence.

His anger was like a violent storm, which came violently and went away without a trace, making it difficult to grasp the context of his emotions.

He is a complex and contradictory character, both terrifying and fascinating.

Sun Yifang's code of conduct seems to be on the edge of morality. Except for the untouchable red line - killing, he seems to be capable of doing anything.

Those things that are considered immoral in the eyes of the world may just be means and tools to achieve the goal in his eyes.

His bottom line is the rule of not killing, which is both his iron rule and the last line of defense for his self-discipline.

His every move was determined to subvert tradition, as if challenging the world's values.

His existence is like a mirror, reflecting the hypocrisy and reality of society, forcing people to re-examine those moral norms that have long been regarded as golden rules.

Meng Jin's mouth curled up into a helpless bitter smile. He slowly spoke, his words containing endless sarcasm: "This is truly a dramatic emotion unique to the nobility! Sun Yifang, he is undoubtedly performing a hypocritical one-man show of his own under these complicated etiquette and luxurious robe sleeves."

The noble reserve seemed to have turned into a bondage in his eyes. Every movement and every word were deliberately carved, like the exquisite statues in the castle, which looked gorgeous but had lost their real vitality.

Sun Yifang is like a glass heart wrapped in gold foil, fragile and artificial. His aristocratic status has become a stage for him to hypocritically display his emotions.