White Fence Dream

Chapter 155 Silk Connection
It was late at night and there was still a faint noise in the distance, but it was not New Year's Day and there was no custom of keeping vigil, and the Dongyang Marquis Mansion gradually fell into silence.

Zhou Jingyun looked at Zhuang Li getting into bed, and thinking of what she said, he couldn't help but ask again: "Do you really just want me to watch you sleep?"

At that time in Wanhua Tower, the previous sentence was still saying that a very dangerous situation had occurred, and the next sentence Zhuang Li said to go home and sleep.

Zhou Jingyun originally thought that he might be exhausted and wanted to go back to rest. However, he did not expect that after returning to wash up, he saw Zhuang Li lighting the incense burner and hanging up a piece of writing...

"Next I am going to sleep and explore the vision through dreams," she said.

Zhou Jingyun felt that he had heard enough strange words tonight, but he didn't expect to hear something even more unbelievable.

He understood each word of this sentence individually, but when they were put together, his head was buzzing.

He was silent for a moment, and simply stopped thinking about it, and just asked: "Is it dangerous?"

Zhuang Li nodded at him with a smile.

"But you have to do it, right?" Zhou Jingyun asked.

Zhuang Li nodded and was about to explain further, but Zhou Jingyun had already nodded.

"What can I do?" he asked.

Zhuang Li looked at him and smiled: "Watch me sleep."

White smoke rose slowly from the incense burner, but there was no fragrance in the room. In the dim night light, the words hanging beside the bed seemed a little blurry.

"Sleeping is a very dangerous thing for me. Having someone I trust watching me determines whether I can wake up safely."

Listening to Zhuang Li's soft words, Zhou Jingyun fell silent again. Sleeping was actually dangerous for her? No wonder she had those accidents...
If she couldn't wake up, would someone else wake up? He thought of the other face he saw on her face that morning.

Really, will it change?

Zhuang Li was lying on the pillow. Although it was dark at night, he could see that Zhou Jingyun looked shocked, confused and dazed.

The things she said and did were really like those of a madman. People who heard her either thought she was crazy or thought they were crazy themselves.

When she was little, she also thought so, that either she was crazy or others were crazy, until later she understood that she could be not crazy, and others could also be not crazy, so to speak, yes is also infinite, no is also infinite. Therefore, it is said: Nothing is better than to be clear.

If she is like this, what about Zhou Jingyun, a normal person?

"You don't have to think too much, just treat it as a..." she said.

Meng, before he could even finish his words, Zhou Jingyun had already spoken.

"How do I recognize danger? When should you wake up? What methods can be used to wake you up?" he asked.

Although he didn't understand what was said, he didn't try to understand or think about it. He just focused on what he could see and what he could do with his hands.

Zhuang Li smiled at him and pointed outside seriously: "When the incense burner is out of smoke and all the words are wet and blurred, I should wake up. If I don't wake up by now, shake me and call my name. If I still don't wake up, pick me up and throw me into the bathtub. If I still don't wake up, just wait."

As for how long to wait and whether she could wait until he wakes up, she didn't say anything.

Maybe she doesn't know either.

This is what is called a dangerous thing.

Zhou Jingyun did not ask any more questions: "I understand." He took out a book from under the pillow and said, "Let me read to you."

I don’t know when I stopped reading to put me to sleep, but it started again this time.

Zhuang Li smiled and nodded: "Okay." She lay down on the pillow, pulled the quilt, looked at Zhou Jingyun again, and closed her eyes.

A low male voice reciting sounded in my ears.

The sound went from clear to gradually fading away.

Zhuang Li's body sank suddenly and hit the ground. There was silence all around.

She opened her eyes and looked at the familiar sleeping child. Shangguan Yue had indeed fallen asleep as promised.

She did not stay any longer and sank into Shangguan Yue's deeper dreams, layer by layer, until she landed again. But this time, as soon as she turned her head, she saw that the little boy was not sleeping like before, but sitting with his eyes open.

When she appeared, the child looked over.

this.
Li Yu, who was deep in the dream, began to dream?

Zhuang Li was shocked. This dreamless state was created by sleeping layer by layer. Now that Li Yu, who was in the deepest part of his heart, was no longer asleep, would this dreamless state collapse?

It's not bad luck, is it?

She looked at the child, and the child looked at her. There was silence and peace between heaven and earth.

You must not frighten or alert the dream owner, but follow their desires and wishes...
"You're awake." Zhuang Li said softly, pointing to the side, "Your mother went to cook for you. Your mother said, don't cry, she will be back soon."

Zhuang Li did not say the threat that she would not come back if she cried.

His mother really didn't come back, not because he cried.

Even if it is a dream, don't add to his pain. He is already in pain.

The child retracted his gaze and looked around, as if looking for his mother.

The dream is peaceful.

Zhuang Li breathed a sigh of relief. The little boy turned his gaze back to her, suddenly raised his hand and made a strange gesture to her.

Put your hands together and clap?

What does it mean?
Zhuang Li was puzzled, but smiled at him politely.

But the next moment, the sky was spinning, and the surroundings were collapsing, with the child looking terrified.

Zhuang Li was floating upside down, one level, two levels, he didn't know which level he was at, but finally the world was spinning around again and he fell to the ground.

The surroundings were quiet and the child was sleeping peacefully.

Zhuang Li got up. This time the little boy did not wake up on his own and did not react to the extra person around him.

Zhuang Li was a little afraid to wake him up.

Li Yu didn’t know if he could remain calm with this fragment.

It was obvious that Shangguan Yue's heart was stimulated, probably because he saw someone who frightened him on the street tonight.

Queen Jiang.

Zhuang Li reached out and touched half of his face.

For young Li Yu, Queen Jiang was a terrifying existence.

But there is no other way now.

Zhuang Li looked at the sleeping child, reached out and tore a piece of her skirt to wrap it around her face, barely covering it.

"Li Yu, Li Yu." She called softly.

The child slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were blank, and when he saw her face, he looked terrified——

"My face is dirty." Zhuang Li said hurriedly, turning away and speaking timidly, "Your mother has the best mirror in the world, can I borrow it to have a look?"

The fear on the child's face faded away, and a slightly silly smile appeared.

"My mother has the best mirror in the world," he murmured.

As the words fell, a bronze mirror appeared in front of Zhuang Li, shining as before, but perhaps due to the fluctuations in his heart, the mirror surface was a little dim.

It is enough.

Zhuang Li hurriedly moved over and looked at his own eyes in the mirror. He looked deeply. There was a noise in his ears and fireworks blooming in his sight.

She couldn't help but look up slightly. She in the mirror who was sitting by the window also raised her head and said something to Zhou Jingyun who was standing next to her. Zhou Jingyun also looked over, but the next moment he looked at the street again, looking a little nervous.

The float is coming.

She who was sitting by the window also looked over.

Did she fall asleep at this moment?
Zhuang Li thought, and the thought flashed through his mind. Suddenly, he saw fireworks blooming in the night sky in the mirror again. No, these were not fireworks. What was radiating was not light, but spider silk. The spider silk was shaking, spreading from the sky to the streets, densely wrapping everyone.

So is she.

Is this Shen Qing's dream? So scary...
Even though she was looking through the mirror, Zhuang Li felt a tingling sensation on her spine. She suppressed her fear and looked toward the street. She saw the Li family's float coming. Everyone on the street was dancing and smiling as the spider silk pulled them along. The dancers on the float were also moving with the silk.

Zhuang Li felt his eyes were dizzy, but he still tried hard to look and saw that the spider silk falling from the sky actually rose from Shen Qing's knees.

There was a harp on his knees.

As Shen Qing plucked the strings, what emitted was not music, but countless spider silks.

No, it's not just that. Zhuang Li squinted his eyes and looked at the guqin through the spider silk. There was a spot of bright red on the guqin.

It's not bright red, it's a butterfly!

Butterfly!

What Shen Qing played was not a piano, but the wings of a butterfly!

As his gaze focused, Zhuang Li felt his body fall forward and hit the mirror.

Because of the mirror blocking her view, she stuck to the mirror, but could clearly see herself in the mirror being pulled towards the street by the spider silk.

To be exact, the spider silk pulled her out of her body and onto the street.

Standing on the street, she held onto a figure that was transformed from a spider silk and walked happily along the street with the figure.

Zhuang Li leaned against the mirror and looked at her sitting by the window.

That's not her anymore.

The spider silk was peeling off her body, and she was also peeling off. The next moment, like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon, a new figure appeared.

The figure gradually became clear, revealing an apricot-yellow skirt and a colorful shawl. She was leaning against the window railing, her hair swaying, and she slowly opened her eyes.

As she looked away, the terrifying spider silk faded away, and all that was left between heaven and earth were joyful crowds, colorful lanterns, and brilliant fireworks.

There are cranes flying in the night sky, making loud calls.

What a celebration for the whole world.

A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth and she looked at Zhou Jingyun beside her.

The spider silk on Zhou Jingyun's body also faded away, and he stood upright. "Guess what I thought when I saw the Lantern Festival?" she said.

Zhuang Li leaned against the mirror, not only could he see her face clearly, but his voice also seemed to reach his ears through the mirror, clear and quiet.

Zhou Jingyun lowered his head and looked at the person who was speaking. He looked a little dazed, and then he snorted in displeasure: "This is the heyday of the Great Zhou."

She laughed, her voice like a bell, and leaned back slightly: "No, what I meant is that fireworks are flammable, so be careful with candles."

Zhou Jingyun seemed stunned.

A man's voice came from the street.

"Your Majesty, we will strictly guard the fireworks and will not allow fires to disturb the people. Please enjoy the festival."

Zhuang Li looked at Shen Qing standing on the float, smiled and raised his hand to salute.

People on the street were immersed in the shock of the cranes flying in the sky, and both adults and children cheered.

There was a woman who didn't look at the crane, but looked at her sitting by the window, waving her hands with tears in her eyes, and kneeling down to kowtow.

Zhuang Li looked past the woman and saw the back of a woman in the crowd, holding an illusory figure and holding a Rakshasa mask. She was so happy, and her figure seemed to have turned into a child, jumping and skipping, walking farther and farther away. There were figures in front of him, including young soldiers on horseback, girls working with their sleeves rolled up, and kind men twirling their beards with their hands raised. There were grasslands, forests, undulating mountains, and horses running like lightning.

Compared to the grand fireworks and universal celebration, it is more attractive.

There was a slight cracking sound beside his ears, and Zhuang Li was startled. From the corner of his eye he saw cracks on the mirror surface, like spider silk.

Spider silk!

Zhuang Li stepped back suddenly, but was still a step too late. Countless spider silk penetrated the mirror and entangled her.

The people in the mirror no longer looked at the lanterns, but turned their heads to look at her.

The screams of a child rang in my ears.

But this time the mirror did not shatter, because spider silk also flew towards the child, instantly wrapping around him, covering his mouth and eyes.

The screams were blocked, the vision was blocked, the child's expression became dull, and the spider silk turned into hands, patting him gently, trying to make him fall asleep.

can not sleep.

If they really fell asleep, neither Shangguan Yue nor she would wake up.

Zhuang Li rushed over, hugged the child, and tore the spider silk with force.

"Li Yu, wake up! Wake up!"

"Li Yu, your mother is missing!"

These words made the little boy open his eyes. Zhuang Li pushed him hard to the ground, while he opened his hands and grabbed everywhere.

Countless spider silks seemed to be pulled towards her body. She spun hard, wrapping all the spider silks around her body, leaving only her head exposed.

Looking at this horrifying scene, the little child burst into tears.

……

……

"Master——"

The shouting in my ears became louder and louder, accompanied by water splashing down.

Shangguan Yue opened her eyes suddenly, and before she could see clearly what was in front of her, she fell off the bed, slapping herself hard.

"Spider, spider!" he cried.

Shopkeeper Cai was a little overwhelmed. He wanted to support him and looked at him. "What's wrong, sir? There is no spider, no spider."

Shangguan Yue pushed him away and continued to slap herself frantically.

Seeing the young master's unprecedented fear and red eyes, Manager Cai felt his legs go weak. Young master, are you crazy?
He suddenly remembered what happened earlier. The young master was like this—

"Sir, did you have a nightmare? Sir, don't be afraid, wake up, wake up."

He pounced over, grabbed Shangguan Yue again, and strangled him hard to prevent him from breaking free.

Accompanied by screams and the pain of having his arms and body strangled.

pain.

Shangguan Yue slowly calmed down, her hands still struggling to pat her body, but her speed slowed down.

dream?

It's a dream.

Yes, it was a dream. Bai Li said that if he wanted to sleep, he needed his dreams.

He slept, and when he slept he dreamed.

Now that I'm awake, I'm no longer in a dream.

He suddenly couldn't remember what he dreamed about, he just felt very scared, very scared.

Seems to be entangled in something.

Something seems to be missing.

Grandma.

He lost his mother.

Shangguan Yue stopped clapping her hands and slowly hugged her knees, feeling her body trembling.

He didn't even know why he was afraid.

He is a grown-up.

He is not afraid of anything.

But fear continued to surge up from the depths of his heart, drowning him layer by layer and wave by wave.

It turns out that dreaming is so scary.

Bai Li, how is she?
Is she scared too?
.......
.......
It became quiet all around.

As layer after layer of spider silk entangled, Zhuang Li's head was also wrapped up, completely isolated from the outside world.

Shangguan Yue should be awake.

He must be terrified.

I hope he doesn't get scared mad.

He was right not to dream.

Dreams are so scary.

No one will know what happened.

No one can truly control dreams.

Because no one can control what they think or what they don't think.

In dreams, your fears and desires cannot be concealed or blocked.

In dreams, your fears and your desires can consume you.

Zhuang Li felt the spider silk entwining in circles, becoming tighter and denser, and the world was becoming quieter and quieter.

Go to sleep, and when you fall asleep, you won’t be afraid anymore.

She still held the spider silk in her hand, but she was no longer tearing it, and her eyes were slowly closing.

Until suddenly, her suspended body fell down suddenly. The suffocation made her weak body tense instantly. She began to struggle, using her hands and feet, struggling hard. This is the instinct of a person facing death.

Just before her last breath was exhausted, she suddenly opened her eyes.

The water was over her head.

real.

Flowing.

Biting.

She leaped to her feet and reached her hand upward.

A pair of hands reached out, grabbed her hands and pulled her up.

The running water falls by my ears, the dim light pours down, mixed with the voices calling out.

"Ali, Ali."

As if the name was not enough, the voice paused, then sounded again.

"Bai Li, Bai Li!"

Zhuang Li grabbed these hands, and lay down on the bathtub, gasping for breath, accompanied by the sound of splashing water.

She raised her head and looked through her wet hair, with water still dripping from it, at Zhou Jingyun who was standing in front of her. His figure gradually became clearer in the morning light.

"Ali." Zhou Jingyun held her hand tightly, squatted down, looked into her eyes, and called again.

"It's me." Zhuang Li said in a hoarse voice, "I am Bai Li."

Zhou Jingyun breathed a sigh of relief. That was good, that was good. He was really afraid that he had done something wrong, that he could not help.

"I'll get the towel--" he said, standing up and walking to the side.

But he was grabbed by Zhuang Li.

"Sir," she said, "I need your help."

Zhou Jingyun looked at her: "You say."

Zhuang Li raised his head, his face full of water. It was unclear whether he was choked or experienced some kind of pain, but his eyes were red.

"You have to help me." She whispered, "Kill Zhuang Li."