Cultivation little Taoist

Chapter 859
"This!" Ye Feng responded.

The soldier in black came in with a brocade box and handed it to Ye Feng after seeing him.

"The old lady said, your little money is not enough to buy a root of Huaimengcao.

This time it will be recorded on the account, and I must pay it back next time, or I will go to Maoshan to ask your master for the account. "

"No, it's settled this time." Ye Feng pointed to several flower pots in the corner of the courtyard.

"You take away two pots, which are full of Dreaming Grass.

At that time, let the old lady pay me according to the price of selling it to me. "

The black-clothed soldier had a black question mark on his face, and finally he didn't blurt out the phrase "Are you Sabi?"

If you have Dream Grass, why do you need to get it from Pei's house?
And I have to return two pots...

Now he wonders if Ye Feng is deliberately taking money from the Pei family...

The black-clothed soldier left with two flower pots in his arms, and Ye Feng walked in with the brocade box and put it on the table:

"You want dreamgrass."

After opening it, it turned out to be a red flower similar to a dandelion inside.

Lao Huang was completely dumbfounded on the chair, and finally let out a long sigh.

"Fan Liuxing Pei's family is your backstage, so what can't you get in the auction house and ghost market?"

"I need two more pots of Huaimengcao, sorry." Ye Feng said, cupping his hands.

Lao Huang also slapped Ye Feng respectfully, "Although I don't know Mount Tai, I'm not so stingy that I don't keep my promise.

The Dreaming Grass in the yard is all yours. "

"It's useless for me to ask for those things." Ye Feng shrugged, and took the Huaimengcao out of the brocade box:

"This Dream Grass is air-dried, can it work?"

"Naturally." Lao Huang nodded.

"Okay, I want you to treat Master Zhou." Ye Feng pushed Huaimengcao over, "It just happened to let me learn a lot about how the ancient dream-accounting officer worked."

Lao Huang stared at Ye Feng for a long time, and finally nodded, "Then I, I will dream for you."

"Before that, I want to ask a question." Ye Feng frowned and said:
"The soul seal on Lord Zhou's body, did you do it?"

"You're talking about the entrance to the dream, right?" Lao Huang nodded, "Our dream interpreters will seal off that entrance after we have dreamed up dreams for every dreamer.

And the key to open it is only possessed by the dream accountant. "

"Is this also a means of fighting for favor and power in the ancient court?" Ye Feng smiled, "But why did you use it on Si Ye?"

"I'm used to it." Lao Huang said lightly.

Ye Feng didn't say much anymore, and made a gesture of invitation, which made him start dreaming.

Lao Huang walked to the side of the wooden bed, and then lifted the bed towel.

Unexpectedly by Ye Feng, the shape of this wooden bed is very peculiar, as if it was specially designed for the human body. The raised part is not a pillow, but a raised piece of the bed itself, and the whole bed is integrated. It looks like an upside-down spoon, so weird.

And there is also a clay basin by the bed, which is exactly the same as the one in the yard.

"This is called a dream bed. It is made of very rare wood. The dreams of all the people who lie on the bed will be recorded. And when I lie on it, I can see the dream of the previous person repeatedly. up.

So I don't paint it, and this is an ancestral treasure that can only be found in the Zhanmeng family. "

As Lao Huang said, he asked Master Zhou to lie down on it, and then took out an air mattress, and Lao Huang lay on it by himself, holding the dried Dream Grass in his arms.

Ye Feng and the others stared with bated breath, the surrounding sandalwood was wafting, and the afternoon sun was just right, and soon the two of them felt drowsy and fell asleep slowly.

Ye Feng called Liangzi over and whispered in his ear for a while.

Ryoko nodded, confessed, called Freckleface, and walked into the back room with him.

Ye Feng turned his head and looked at the two who had already fallen asleep. There were fine strands of sweat on their foreheads. They must be having the same nightmare.

After a while, Fourth Master and Lao Huang woke up together, panting heavily, Fourth Master also hurriedly asked Lao Huang:

"Do you remember my dream?

I forgot again! "

Lao Huang still seemed to be in shock, panting heavily: "Sin! Sin! Why did I choose to help you Zhou Laosi!

It seems that I made the right choice at the beginning, people like you are not worthy of help at all!
I shouldn't use this Dream Grass! "

The fourth master was puzzled, and before Lao Huang asked himself to look for the Dream Grass that he couldn't find, his temper came up again:
"If you don't show off your power, you treat me like a sick cat?!

Even if your ancestors belonged to the imperial city, so what!
Lao Tzu's knife is not blunt yet! "

Ye Feng held Master Zhou's shoulder and looked at Lao Huang: "Tell me, what's going on."

Lao Huang sighed: "Fan Liu said that the Pei family is your backing, so you must be a shady person.

The dream host is reversed. The so-called flat dream hosts evil, and the dream is ominous. You know this, right? "

Ye Feng nodded, and Lao Huang continued: "When I closed my eyes when I fell asleep, I saw a piece of white.

Then there was a ball of cotton that grew bigger and bigger like a snowball, and the whole place was quickly filled with it.

And I gradually couldn't breathe, but luckily I was still sane and had excellent control over my dreams, so I quickly woke up with him.

There are two kinds of dreams, one is the dream of deep sleep, that is, as the saying goes, sleeps very dead, and the other is the dream of unsettled mind, that is, the dream that happens to take a nap. The latter is easy to wake up, but the dream Not reliable either.

Therefore, there are rules for dream divination. The so-called five non-divination means that the five kinds of dreams are not divination. The unsettled dream is one of them, and what I saw in bed is this kind, so I can take him to wake up together. come over. "

"It's nothing!" The fat man shrugged, "Why don't you just have another deep sleep dream?"

"You know what a fart!" Lao Huang scolded directly: "On the dream bed, absolutely no one can have an unsettled dream!

If you do, it's a dream!
And if you have this kind of dream, it proves that this is Zhou Laosi's dream all the time.

Flat dreams are the main villain, such a plain dream has no content, this is a dream of great ominousness!
And because he has been in a state of uncertainty, it proves that he will not be able to sleep well, and if he goes on for a long time, he will go crazy even if he is not dead.

And I, because of the connection of the Dreaming Grass, will always fall into the Dreaming!
commit a sin!Sin! "

Lao Huang said, but Ye Feng was at a loss: "What is having a dream?"

"'The dreamer, the soul is also. If you can't wake up from the dream, the soul won't return. Seeing that you seem to be awake but it is actually a dream is a dream. Dreams have no real form, but if they gather together, they will steal people's souls, and they will never escape.'

A dream is like water in a bag, and a person's soul is like that bag.

Dreaming every day is like filling a bag with water. Ordinary people wake up from sleep and their dreams will dissipate. However, if the dreams cannot be released and piled up, they will grow bigger and bigger like pregnancy, and eventually the invisible dreams will become real. Capture the soul, and this person will never be able to wake up, and his life will be replaced by dreams, the so-called appearance is awake.

In other words, he would become what others call a lunatic. "

As Lao Huang said, he quickly got up and walked to the back room, muttering in his mouth: "Damn, the eagle's eyes were pecked by the eagle! Bad luck!"

As soon as Lao Huang walked into the back room, Liang Zi and Freckled Face came in from the outside and made an OK gesture at the same time.

These two buddhas really lived up to their reputation, and they could come out of the back room so easily.

Ye Feng shouted, "Then don't bother, let's go first."

Lao Huang didn't make any sound in the back room.

When everyone left Lao Huang's house, Master Zhou was still aggrieved: "Master! You said I would be crazy! I think he will be crazy! I think he is a madman now!
If there is a chance, I have to abolish this bastard! "

The fat man ignored Master Zhou's remarks, but looked at Ye Feng:

"What did you ask those two Buddhas to do just now?"

"Secret." Ye Feng smiled mysteriously at the fat man, then looked at Master Zhou:

"As you can see, the Pei family is my backing.

Did I send someone to check on you, or did you take the initiative? "

"What did I say?" Master Zhou was taken aback for a moment.

"What did you do to your heart?" Ye Feng said.

"Fourth Master, I can count the good things I've done in my life, and the countless bad things I've done. I don't know what you're talking about?"

"The worst one."

"I don't have a heart, where can I be guilty?"

Master Zhou smiled that day.

"Okay, if there is nothing wrong with recalling, I will help you recall."

As Ye Feng said, he stretched out his hands to the two Buddha masters, and the two Buddha masters took out a simple thread-bound book.

"We read it. Apart from some money and books we can understand, this book is the most suitable for the kind of book you mentioned."

The fat man was stunned for a moment, "Did you let these buddhas steal things?"

"When necessary, use the necessary means."

Ye Feng smiled and opened the book, but the moment he opened it, Lao Huang's old cat suddenly jumped out from the side, biting the book in Ye Feng's hand.

Ye Feng's reaction was naturally much faster than the cat's. He directly grabbed the old cat's neck with his left hand and lifted it up.

"give me back!"

Lao Huang didn't know when he appeared behind Ye Feng, and said sinisterly.

"What if I don't pay it back?"

Ye Feng smiled and held up the thread-bound book in his hand.

"I'll let you pay it back."

Lao Huang's eyes were low, staring fixedly at the bound book in Ye Feng's hand.

Suddenly, the surrounding demon energy surged, and the thread-bound book in Ye Feng's hand gradually disappeared out of thin air.

And this kind of disappearance is not a "swish", but gradually becomes transparent from above, and then slowly appears in Lao Huang's hands.

It was like transferring a file, bit by bit it was being passed to that old Huang's hands.

It seemed to be magic, but it didn't seem to be.

There is nothing else except the magical energy that is generated out of thin air around it.

Ye Feng froze for a moment, what's going on!
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(End of this chapter)