Bone

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Open your eyes, the smoke and mist in your hand flow down, turn your head, and the mountains outside the window are covered with white snow and green.

The bright and clear sky divided into blocks by the window lattice came into view, the sound of reciting aloud and the sound of sword energy piercing the air came from a distance outside, and there were a few thin and soft laughing words, but no one could be seen clearly.

……This is where?

Tan Fengyue stabilized her mind, which was disturbed by the gravitational force, and finally saw that she was standing in a hut made of green bamboo.There was no one else in the room, only the reckless and reckless ghost surnamed Qin with his back facing him, leaning on the window sill with both hands, looking out of the window.

As soon as he remembered that he just took those eyeballs and hit Po Dao without even thinking about it, a dark fire ignited in Tan Fengyue's heart, stepped forward, and grabbed the ghost by the back collar, " Aren't you afraid of—"

"Hey, don't talk, don't talk!" Qin Nianjiu yelled hurriedly, turning his head anxiously, "You came to the wrong place, quickly—"

The two voices paused at the same time, both startled by the other's appearance.

Talking about Fengyue was fine, but Qin Nianjiu even changed his voice, "What's wrong with your face?!——No, where's your face?!"

"..." Why don't you ask your own face first.Tan Fengyue silently raised her hand to caress the side of her face, and she only saw a fluffy cloud.

Qin Nianjiu saw that he was about to wave his head away, so he quickly pressed his hand, "Don't touch it, don't touch it! ... Cough, so this is not your dream?"

He just tried desperately, thinking that he might be able to use "perseverance" to block the path, and the eyes of those capable of holding on to the devil might be greedy for life and fear of death, afraid of his threats, but actually really followed his will Send them into the realm of fantasy, not the dangerous nightmare.

Phantom dream, to put it bluntly, is just a dream created out of human memory.In the dream, the vision is blurred, and the hands are weak, except for the dreamer himself, the rest of the people will only appear in a blurry appearance - he just stepped into the illusion, raised his hand and touched his own face, which was like a cloud, and saw it again. This scene is so bright that it has nothing to do with Podao's zombie king, and it is said that he fell into the dream of talking about love and moon, but now...how is this ancestor's face also foggy?

... So whose dream is this here?

Seeing the situation clearly, Tan Fengyue's heart burned more and more, and he took the silver fan and slammed the wound on his shoulder, "You are not sure at all, how dare you take a nightmare monster and hit another nightmare monster? "

"How can you be completely unsure!"

There was no pain in the dream, but Qin Nianjiu still covered his shoulders and grinned, then lowered his voice in a low voice, "There is still a little bit..."

"..." Tan Fengyue was so angry that she wanted to laugh, she snorted coldly, "...you are the one who is tough."

"Hey!" Qin Nianjiu turned pale with shock, "Don't say anything rude!"

Tan Fengyue hit him hard again with a fan, "I'm talking about your life!"

Without waiting for the ghost to say any more nonsense, he stretched out his hand and pushed him back a few inches with a silver fan in disgust, "Look around for clues to see where this is."

"It can't be the illusion that belongs to the owner of the eyeball, right?" Qin Nianjiu wandered around in the bamboo house, looking here and there, "Chen Wenyu's? It's even more impossible—is it on the mountain? Like a sect? ... Could it be Fu Duanshui?!"

As he said that, he picked up a colorful ocarina made in the shape of a bird from the shelf, looked at it in his hand, and then looked at the rattles, beauty fans, wind gourds, and colored glaze flowers placed in other grids. ... "Uh, probably not."

Strange to say, there is no unnecessary decoration in this bamboo house, except for the ancient shelf in front of you, there is only a long table made of whole wood, a beast-shaped incense burner, a bamboo cushion, and a plain white screen. It's just a wooden bed, and there's not even a porcelain vase, it's really simple and simple, only this bamboo antique shelf is full of all kinds of things, it looks like a grocery store, no matter how you look at it, it's out of place.

——Maybe the owner of the bamboo house is just like this.

He was fiddling with the small objects on the shelf, while Tan Fengyue walked to the long table, and looked down at the copybooks on the table.

The words that catch the eye are good characters, the strokes are vigorous, the iron hooks are painted with silver hooks, and every stroke is full of muscles and bones——He slightly tightened his fingertips on the paper, thinking, why is this word... so familiar?

There was no name stamp at the end of the post, Tan Fengyue flipped through the piles of familiar words, thinking about where he had seen this word, but it seemed that his thoughts were slowed down by dreams, and he couldn't catch it all the time. Hold on to that strange feeling.

After not hearing him for a long time, Qin Nianjiu leaned over curiously, squeezed the ocarina and blew in his ear, "Why are you so engrossed?"

Before he could read the words on the post clearly, the loud recitation outside the window suddenly stopped, and a seemingly joyful "Master!"

Master?

The two looked at each other warily, and looked out the window together.

As if startled by this sudden call, the entire illusion was shaken for a moment. In the distance, two blurred figures appeared in the boundary that seemed to be covered with a layer of clouds, which became clearer and clearer. After that, he walked towards the bamboo house step by step.

The bamboo house is not big, and there are few furnishings inside, so there is almost nowhere to hide.Qin Nianjiu hurriedly tried to find an escape technique to cover up his and Tan Fengyue's figure, but Tan Fengyue held down his hand again, and heard him whisper: "They should not be aware of our existence."

It stands to reason that this is a dreamland, and only things that the dreamer recognizes as reasonable should appear. The two of them are not people in the dreamer's memory, so they should not be seen.

But after a pause, the two figures had already stepped into the bamboo house.

The face of the person walking in front was as blurred as theirs, and he couldn't see his face clearly. His white clothes seemed to be woven from clouds, and they were spotless. There was neither a sword nor a jade around his waist, but there seemed to be an invisible deterrent force , giving people a dangerous sense of oppression for no reason.

As Tan Fengyue said, he didn't notice the two people standing beside the screen shining brightly, and without turning his head, he responded to the young man behind him who was talking with some single voices.

——"Counting the days, the master should be out soon—"

"Ah."

"The weather has been fine these days, and the ice in Taotan has thinned. The uncle said that you can take a picture of the fish inside and roast it..."

"Ah."

"Oh yes, Qingyuan City has sent another post, but I don't think the little master has any intention of accepting it—"

"Ah."

"Ah, I, I have also memorized the homework assigned by the master..."

The man in white nodded slightly, and finally said goodbye, "Okay."

Hearing his answer, the young man scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, "But... I have a puzzle, I don't know how to break the way..."

The voice of the man in white is still faint, like a breeze, "The words and sentences in the book are all dead things, so there is no need to force yourself to understand them. When the time is right, you will be able to break through the road."

……

Qin Nianjiu and Tan Fengyue didn't pay attention to what they were talking about, they just stared straight at the young man with a clear face and a suit of shorts, with surprise in his eyes.Nothing can be seen from his handsome appearance, but this figure, this bone type——

He actually broke the way! ?

This quiet and beautiful scenery is actually a fantasy dream created by the rotten heart's obsession? !

After a moment of shock and aphasia, the man in white had already walked behind the case and sat firmly on the cushion.Although he couldn't see his face and expression clearly, he could see that Po Dao, who followed in, stopped his voice for a moment, and bit his lips before he could speak.

There was no sound for a while, as if the picture was still, the man in white sat with his back straight, his chest rose and fell gradually, as if he had settled down, while Po Dao stood by the door, gently stroking the door frame, hesitating I don't know how to go or stay.

In this way, there was no movement for a long time.

Qin Nianjiu watched quietly for a moment, and finally couldn't help but poke Tan Fengyue's waist with his elbow, and raised his chin at the man in white, "Is he... resting?"

Anyway, let's say hello to the apprentice, it's really rude.

Tan Fengyue didn't answer his question, she just squeezed the silver fan tightly in her hand, and frowned at the man in white sitting in front of the desk.

This is the land of fantasy, where the grudges in Po Dao's heart lie, and where it is the crux of teaching it to turn into a zombie king after death. It cannot be just such an ordinary scene of the sect.What kind of situation happened suddenly, so that the broken way can be so resentful that death becomes rigid?

——The disciples rebelled, killing their masters and ancestors?

——Master fell into the Tao and slaughtered the sect?

——The monsters invaded, and the master and apprentice were invincible?

……

Countless thoughts and conjectures flashed through his mind, and the silver fan in his hand was tight and tight, always guarding against sudden changes in the situation.

But there is always only peace in front of him.

The room is quiet and quiet, you can hear the falling of needles, standing in a daze, white clothes settled down, only the heavy smoke slowly overflowing from the animal-shaped stove flows out slowly, flowing across the table, like clouds rising, indicating that this is not the case. Not a static picture.

But all of a sudden, the flowing smoke flickered slightly, as if it was frozen, then quickly retracted, and retreated back into the furnace inch by inch!

Qin Nianjiu beside him exclaimed: "Where is the person?!"

I saw the dream flickering, only Tan and Qin were left in the room, the man in white in front of the case, and the broken passage by the door all disappeared.

Qin Nianjiu spread his palms and found that the colorful ocarina he was holding in his hand had disappeared, and when he looked up again, the ocarina had returned to the small compartment of the bogu shelf.

In the distance, the recitation sound outside the window stopped again, and it was the phrase "Master!"

……

Qin Nianjiu was shocked when he heard this, "This is, again? What's going on, something went wrong in the illusion?"

Before the sudden change in the situation, the scene began to repeat itself. Tan Fengyue was also at a loss and had no clue, so he could only hold down Qin Nianjiu who was about to go out to check, "Be safe, don't be impatient, and then look for us. Where the omissions were made."

Left and right, they were in a dream of breaking the way. The dream was incomprehensible, and they couldn't get out. Qin Nianjiu could only bear his temper, and watched helplessly as the master and apprentice stepped into the small bamboo house again.

It was still the same conversation, one was respectful, the other was indifferent, one was sitting in front of the case, the other was standing by the door, and then it was the same again, the heavy smoke was still flowing back inch by inch, and the scene returned to the starting point again.

No matter how anxious Qin Nianjiu was, no matter how wide-eyed he looked, he couldn't see any clues at all. Even though he was as careful as a talker, he had to admit that this was an extremely simple and ordinary afternoon.

——What is the broken way obsessed with, and what is it complaining about?

And because of the dream, Qin Nianjiu stepped forward several times, yelling and waving, trying to interfere with the conversation between the master and the apprentice, even waving his hand to the face of the man in white, but he still couldn't see it. I can hear the "Master" coming from afar again and again, and I can see the same scene repeated again and again.

I don't know how many times, the master and apprentice appeared by the door again.

"Master is going to leave the customs! Uncle Master wants to eat grilled fish! Uncle Uncle won't accept the post! Homework is over!" Qin Nianjiu shouted angrily, "Got it! I almost vomited! What's the use of talking about an old ice cube, people don't want to talk to you!"

It was in a dream that the master and apprentice were completely unaware of Qin Nianjiu's murmur, and they were still talking to each other.

A set of dialogues could be recited backwards, Qin Nianjiu finally couldn't help it, and as soon as he lifted his umbrella, he was ready to go outside the door to look for other clues, but the ground under his feet suddenly trembled, making him walk unsteadily. Almost fell.

He barely stabilized his figure, wondering if the ground was shaking?I heard Tan Fengyue hurriedly said: "No, the illusion will collapse!"

In the next second, what you see and what you hear shakes unsteadily. The ground is soft and the bamboo walls are wet and sticky. The master and apprentice who stepped into the bamboo house are still recreating the scene at that time step by step. The edges gradually blurred, becoming a scene that is about to disperse.

Once the dream is scattered, one will return to reality and destroy the world, and two or everyone will fall into illusion forever and be trapped in a deep nightmare——The chest seems to be squeezed in hard, Qin Nianjiu's body is getting heavier, like a little Losing control of her body, as if her eyelids were too heavy to open, she could only hold an umbrella to support herself, and muttered indiscriminately, "This--who knew it was like this--Old Tan, this time I am the one who harmed you—in this way, let’s try to keep the broken path in the nightmare together, so as not—this time I am the one who harmed you, and I will try my best to protect you in the nightmare—”

Tan Fengyue is slightly better than him, at least he can still open his eyes.He ignored the vague words whispering in his ears, just stared at the figure in white clothes who was still sitting in front of the case with difficulty, thinking that there must be a solution—where is the solution? !

Master taking a nap—apprentice hesitating—hesitating?

He moved his finger little by little, and it seemed that it took a lot of effort to pinch out a "creature out of nothing", a tiny but sparkling spark grew from the tip of his finger, and he hooked his finger with all his strength, dead horse Like a live horse doctor, he flicked the spark to the sleeve of the man in white.

But a spark like a speck of dust landed on the gradually blurred sleeve, as if water melted into water, and wind melted into wind. There were no waves, no traces, but the illusion suddenly stabilized.

The scene that had been sliding into blur suddenly became clear again, and the repulsive force on his chest disappeared. Qin Nianjiu, who was supporting himself with an umbrella, used too much force for a moment, and rushed forward, hitting the ground firmly, like a bar of thirsty water. He exhaled like a fish.Tan Fengyue also tried her best to calm her breathing, she didn't care to help him, her eyes were only on the man in white who seemed to be awakened before the case.

The face of the man in white was covered with clouds and mist, and he couldn't see clearly what his expression was, but he turned his head and looked out the window.

out the window?There is nothing outside the window.

But the man in white didn't feel it was strange, he returned to his body with that cloud-like and wind-like motionlessness.

Although he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, he could clearly see the outrageous expression.Seeing that the man in white woke up, a touch of shock and joy burst out of his clear pupils. Although it was fleeting, he returned to the previous respect, but firmly fell into the eyes of Qin Nianjiu and Tan Fengyue. .

Dare to feel that the resentment in his heart is just to wake up his master? !Qin Nianjiu, who was still paralyzed on the ground, was still a little confused. Panting out of breath, he squinted sideways at the road, and said through gritted teeth, "...I...you...wouldn't it be over if you go up and wake him up? What's the matter?..."

Of course it's not that simple.Tan Fengyue gently rubbed her fingertips, as if rubbing her doubts in her heart, and saw that the man in white who straightened his body turned his head slightly, facing the broken road standing by the door.

He opened his mouth, still lightly, cherishing words like gold, "What?"

Qin Nianjiu had a headache when he heard it, and couldn't help slandering him for asking for money, how could he even say "what else is there"?

But that Po Dao's eyes burst out with surprise again, and even the corners of his mouth were raised a little, looking like a pure child.He rubbed the back of his head embarrassingly, and said: "Ah, Master... As I mentioned earlier, today I am going down the mountain—I want to take me down the mountain together to get rid of evil..."

The wind blowing in from the window and the smoke floating on the table fluttered softly, like a dream, and the man in white nodded lightly in his eyes full of hope, and said hello.

He got up with his hands behind his back, nodded slightly, and still said with care and respect: "Let's go."

Then, he glanced out of the window again, "He should be here too, let's go together."

……

As the sound of the last word fell, as if someone snapped their fingers, the whole dream was scattered.