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The Cowherd had a dream.

In the dream, he transformed into a giant beast and roamed freely in the sky until someone tried to pull him into a cart like a camel.

He was naturally angry. How could such a majestic being like him help people pull a car? Even if the car was much larger than him and covered with thick alloy, he would no longer need to provide lift after it actually moved. also the same.

Besides, there is no point in such an attempt.

The sky has long since collapsed and is far less than the sky. The man has no chance to find his old friend.

But the man was extremely persistent and bothered him again and again, as if he was different from other giant beasts, as if he could definitely lift the man's heavy iron shell.

I don't know how long it took in the dream, but he was finally convinced.

He didn't know how he was persuaded. He only remembered that after seeing the other party take out a strange small piece of object, he sighed and let it fix the huge saddle-like bag around him, and then...

Then came the hard run.

I ran until sparks were blazing, my ears were filled with explosions, I ran until my whole body was in severe pain, and my heart and lungs were burning like fire, praying for my four legs to stop running like they would die together.

But the brain didn't agree after all.

He didn't stop, he didn't slow down. He was like a silent camel beast, turning into a dazzling fire from bottom to top. When he ran to completely turn into a shrinking light spot on the dome - he just started to feel numb in the slightest. , twisted his body brazenly.

Looking at the iron shell that is still rising, still surrounded by fire, soaring towards the sky, towards the location of one of the twin moons, turning into a huge brilliance that is far more dazzling than myself.

Not in the service box...who said...not in the service box...

Isn't this...done, as a final...assistance...

I hope you can really find him...

Find the one who is imprisoned...

He closed his eyes in the dazzling light, and the sour white light left only the burning pain all over his body. He welcomed the sudden change from light to darkness, but suddenly he heard a question:
"What is being imprisoned by the ghost?"

"Wow!" He opened his eyes suddenly, and what he saw was a strangely clear blue sky.

A little white mist remained on the edge of the field of vision.

Am I still flying?

He couldn't help but think, but he heard the familiar voice again: "Stop braying."

Uh……

He turned around and saw the unhappy Heavenly Scholar sitting on what looked like a big tree stump, looking down at him.

How is this going?

Are you asleep?

Shouldn't it be...?He struggled to recall, then his eyes widened, he looked at the scholar again, and said louder: "Ah!!!!"

"...I really can't stand it anymore." He raised his hand to support his ear, which seemed to be hurt by the shock, but he only held it on one side symbolically. As he raised his hand, some strange lines seemed to be scattered in the air.

The Cowherd himself just stared at the young man subconsciously, like a bell.

In that memory, he remembered the endless black flames, the depressing atmosphere that almost made him breathless, and the young man in that atmosphere wrapped in countless shackles of flames.

Sometimes he has the familiar calm look, sometimes he has the appearance of a ferocious monster, with the same flame chain wrapped around his hand, standing calmly and calmly, and whispering quickly to himself without looking back. road:

'When you go out later, run in the opposite direction immediately. '

Before he could say anything, his eyes blurred, and he felt extremely hot. At the same time, he saw the terrifying god and the unfamiliar giant monster hanging in the air together with the former Heavenly Scholar.

But that is obviously a monster with a different shape from Tian Shusheng?
He froze on the spot, motionless, as if he had forgotten the young man's instructions just now, and fell to the ground due to the sudden earthquake. He looked at the giant beast that seemed to be very close to him, but was actually quite far away, and the beast that was bowing and looking at it. The behemoth's monster profile showed before it even had time to scream——

His vision went dark because of the sudden burning pain.

He recalled all that and was shocked and asked:

"Are you a god too?!"

"No." Tian Shusheng's face was expressionless and he answered without thinking.

"But you can still become like that!" Without noticing his slight hoarseness, Niu Lang raised his hand to gesture, still energetic, "You can still change back to what you are now!"

And the scholar was still calm that day.

"It's not just gods who can do this."

"Then you are the demons mentioned by the Heavenly Master?"

"Everything in the world is never black and white, Cowherd."

"Then what are you?"

"The person who pushed you into the river is the scholar in your mouth."

"I almost forgot about this and you actually mentioned it!"

"What has happened should not be forgotten. The memory of the past will always catch up with you, Cowherd."

As Tian Shusheng spoke, he turned to look in the direction outside the door, as if he meant something, and then looked back with complicated eyes, as if he was remembering something else. Niu Lang himself was silent, and suddenly thought of the dream that had begun to fade.

Some dreams are like this. They are extremely clear in the dream, as if you can completely empathize with them. But once you wake up, those feelings and memories will be quickly mottled, as if your head doesn't want you to remember it at all, and it doesn't even have any memory. Willing to give.

But he still remembered the burning pain like his body was burning, just as clearly as when he was sitting on a stone and taking a nap with a fishing rod not long ago. When he was used to making a joke pretending to be nothing, he was pushed into the river. .That is indeed much cooler.

"I seem to have had a dream." He said suddenly.

"What kind of dream?" Tian Shusheng asked.

His tone was still so calm, as if it was not strange for him to say such a sentence suddenly, and it was clear that Cowherd himself felt that it was strange for him to say this suddenly.

However, the other party was also very strange, so he continued: "A very familiar dream, as if it has been a dream he has been having."

"In the dream, I seemed to be hot, thirsty, and in pain."

"You were burned by the high temperature before. If Miss Feizhi is willing to rescue you, I'm afraid you won't be able to speak like this in the short term."

"Holy shit! So am I really in pain?!"

"..." Are Dayan's dirty words actually so long-standing?The silent Omer couldn't help but wonder.

"Pain feeds back from reality to dreams - I wanted to say that, but you said you seem to have had this dream all along?"

"Yes, I was still running in the dream."

"Sounds like a giant who is chasing the sun." Omo remembered the allusion of Dongyan that had been passed down to this day in the form of an idiom.

Heat, thirst, pain, running, like a chase that ends without a problem.

If it were the two horse girls outside the house, they would probably have different feelings.

"But I seem to be chasing the moon."

"...This is really an unexpected reversal. Do you remember the reason?"

"It seems...because of a woman?"

"...I thought you were Cowherd, not Bian Zhuang."

"Who is Bianzhuang?" Niulang wondered.

"The ancestor Jiutian Shangfu, the commander-in-chief of the five directions, the North Pole General Zuoyuan, the commander-in-chief Tianpeng Zhenjun, the symbol of the Big Dipper Pojun Star."

"...Don't you take a breath?" Niulang was shocked, as if he had discovered Tian Shusheng's new skill.

"Puffing means impurity. The spell must be done in one breath, otherwise the effect will be greatly reduced."

"But I don't even remember that list of things."

Cowherd looked awkwardly at Omo who raised his hand to summon a water ball.

The latter just took a sip and said: "Referred to as Marshal Tianpeng."

"Oh."

Although Omo didn't even know the special meaning of the Taoist priest's salute, he remembered these knowledge test points clearly, especially the names of the gods of Dongyan, which were mostly fucking long.

The reason was because of such a request, although he did not ultimately embark on that path.

if not……

A bad Taoist priest - he sounds like a monster and is bound to be criticized.

But to be honest, the image of Marshal Tianpeng is so war-crazy, and he has derived countless disguises in the Shenxiao sect. His Tianpeng Lei method even volunteered to fill in the hot spots, and he has become such a virtuous person in Journey to the West... Naturally, Omer didn't believe it. The content of the second creation of the novel, but I am very curious whether the author was approached by the real owner in his dream.

After all, in the Federation of Terra, those gods are not necessarily just clay statues.

"What does Marshal Peng do?"

"?"

Seeing the indescribable look in Omo's eyes, Niu Lang realized the problem with his expression: "...I'm asking why you mentioned him."

"There is a subtle similarity in some rumors about a woman's relationship with a woman, but after thinking about it, maybe it's Fujiwara Ou."

"Who is that?" Niu Lang felt the erudition of Tian Shusheng again.

But Tian Shusheng was too lazy to show it: "It's not important. I don't have the ability to predict it. Go on, what else do you remember? For example, what was the name of that woman?"

When he talked about this, he seemed to be looking at the door again, which made Cowherd subconsciously look at the door, but no one could see him.

"I don't remember clearly."

"Oh, it's over." Omo sighed helplessly.

"I should be able to remember it. Let me think about it. At least, I can remember at least one word."

"Then think about it slowly. If you can't think of it, you can drink water." Omer said, raising his finger to point to another water ball that appeared out of thin air.

Then he decided to drink the water balloon in front of him, and heard the other party suddenly excitedly say:
"I thought of it! It's Xi!"

Snapped!
The moment the water spurted out, the young man quickly raised his hand and slapped it to one side. Under the Cowherd's frightened gaze, the water made a crisp sound on the wooden wall, leaving an obvious wet dent.

The person involved didn't care about this, and just wiped the wet stain on his mouth with his thumb:
"Do you want to stop thinking about it?"

"Think about it! I'll think about it again!!"