The Dream Maker

This is a road that never ends.

Shrouded on both sides are dense breath, as if people's dreams were stripped out and completely exposed to the air.

It is like a special description, describing the memory picture before birth.

Su Fu walked slowly in his sportswear and alloy boots. The road was not difficult. The normal green bricks paved on the ground were very stable.

As he walked, it seemed that there were pictures flashing in front of him.

Blue ocean followed Su Fu, and his face became serious with solemnity and awe.

Those buried here are dream tattooers who fought on the battlefield of gods and demons. Some of them died with vigour and vitality, and some died quietly.

However, there is no doubt that they are brave and martyrs.

With their flesh and blood, they guarded the territory for the human universe, turned the blood into a long river, and stopped the pace of alien invasion.

Su Fu's face is also very solemn. He was born and grew up on earth. In fact, he knows this feeling best.

Since becoming a dreamer, Su Fu has experienced countless battles, large and small.

With dream eaters, with dream eaters invading the earth.

In fact, dream makers, like these dream tattooers, have a mission to protect the earth.

Although dream makers are as powerful as some dream pattern masters, they are as weak as ants.

But in essence, the two are the same. They both die for protection.

The Terran universe is everyone, and the earth is a small home.

The person with great ability is everyone, and the person with small ability is a small family.

Sue held her pace.

He raised his hand.

A thumb sized glow like a firefly floated in front of him.

Su Fu's index finger was light and touched the glow of fireflies the size of his thumb.

Hum

An invisible wave spread.

Su Fu's perception began to float.

The picture in front of me, like stones thrown into the calm lake, began to ripple.

Su Fu seemed to see the picture clearly from the perspective of a bystander.

……

A young man in full bloom, wearing a white robe and stained with blood, was in high spirits and easily interwoven tens of thousands of dream patterns.

Between the fingers, dozens of arrays rolled out.

The dark enemy was hanged to pieces in this array, and the young man himself was swallowed up by the overwhelming attack.

……

The picture is very simple, just like a shallow dream in an instant.

Big dreams have no trace, but shallow dreams will leave indelible traces.

The picture is full of heroes and killings.

Su Fu was silent.

Blue ocean stood beside Su Fu. He also felt a light spot. I don't know when there were dense firefly like light spots around their bodies.

The blue ocean closed his eyes, his face was very white, his lips were shaking, and there was a cold sweat floating on his forehead.

Obviously, the picture in the spirit of dream pattern makes the blue ocean feel some sympathy.

Su Fu took a deep breath.

Su Fu, as the earth that has experienced the era of catastrophe, feels the same.

I thought the universe should be a comfortable world, but now it doesn't seem so.

There are races in the universe, including human race, dragon race and alien race

There are races, there are disputes.

As the saying goes, if you are not my race, your heart will be different.

It still makes sense.

Su Fu felt the spirits of several dream patterns.

He saw the lives of many dream tattooers. The spirits of dream tattoos recorded the most unforgettable moments in their hearts.

Some are killing the enemy, some are parting from their families, and some are tired to death in order to repair the amazing loopholes in the magic battlefield

The road through the Mengwen tomb was less than 100 meters. Su Fu felt as if he had experienced the time that many people were worried about.

Boom!

Su Fu withdrew from his memory dream and turned to look at the blue ocean.

The blue ocean knelt on the ground, and the big tears rolled down in his eyes.

He has long lost his usual natural and unrestrained.

"What do you see?"

Su Fu looked at the blue ocean, his eyes were complex, and his mood fluctuated so much?

Patted the shoulder of the blue ocean. The latter stood up slowly and wiped away the tears.

"Crying is a sign of cowardice... They don't need tears."

Sufu road.

Blue ocean nodded.

Inhale deeply, and then his eyes became firm and looked into the depths of the hazy road.

"I will find my chance, and I will inherit their will..."

The blue ocean firmly said: "when I break through the starry sky, I will go to the God devil battlefield to experience... The glory of the Terran needs me to defend."

The fragmented memories of the spirits of dream patterns and the words left in the dreams filled the blue ocean with the duty of never turning back on the God devil battlefield.

Su Fu didn't say anything.

He should go, too, but... First deal with his inner concerns.

"Let's go. Go inside. It's a long way..."

Sufu road.

Blue ocean nodded and they walked together.

Boom!

As they walked, there seemed to be a huge virtual shadow in the endless hazy, rolling up startling waves.

……

On the walls of the old town.

The woman in white stands with her hands down, straight like a javelin. In fact, her figure is not good, but she exudes a unique heroic spirit.

His eyes were dull and motionless, like a rock.

She looked at the hazy tomb rolled over.

Outside the city, they are all sacred tombs.

She stared at the hazy tomb in a daze. Although her face was cold, there was a tenderness like melting ice and snow in the depths of her eyes.

She is not a dream pattern master, but she is willing to stand here to guard the dream pattern tomb and be a tomb keeper.

Mengwen tomb is like a prison that binds her every move. She can't go anywhere except this small town.

Although, she is a tomb keeper hired by Xinghai company from cosmic firm.

However, in fact, if she didn't volunteer, would she be willing to be a tomb keeper?

Once you become a tomb keeper, you will give up the freedom in the universe and the freedom in heaven and earth.

Especially for the strong who never destroy the Lord, Shouyuan is almost immortal. Once he becomes a tomb keeper, he needs to bear endless loneliness.

But the woman came.

She dedicated her best years to the tomb of Mengwen God.

A faint wind came.

Blowing up the woman's slightly haggard hair.

……

Unknowingly, half a month passed quietly.

Su Fu and LAN Hai are walking on the road of Mengwen divine tomb.

They didn't fly, step by step.

The spirits of dream patterns surrounded them closely, but these spirits of dream patterns seemed to be just coming to join the fun.

They did not choose Sufu and blue ocean.

During the journey to Mengwen tomb, others have got the opportunity they deserve.

Su Fu walked with the blue ocean and saw Mengwen master sitting cross legged and covered with light and perception.

They are chosen by chance. They may get a lot of good things from the spirit of dream patterns. They may inherit the inheritance of dream patterns, or learn some special dream patterns skills, and even their soul will be sublimated.

Su Fu and blue ocean saw Simon.

Simon sat on the ground, and above his head was a dream grain spirit the size of a millstone, like an elf and a kind elder.

Simon is eagerly absorbing the knowledge and inheritance brought to him by the spirit of Mengwen.

Su Fu and LAN Hai just looked for a while and continued to walk in.

They did not envy, because they knew that it was their chance and would eventually be theirs.

The road is still endless.

Suddenly.

Su Fu and blue ocean stopped.

Because they found that the picture in front of them had changed.

The original hazy, disappeared.

Instead, what appeared in front of them was an old village with dense thatched earth houses.

The atmosphere was peaceful.

"Where is this?"

The blue ocean was surprised and couldn't help saying.

Su Fu also frowned, a little uncertain.

"Is this a dream world? Or... Is it a memory world left by someone who has fallen? "

Su Fu is a little uncertain, because... This feeling is not like entering a dream.

Creak.

The hut opened.

An old man with a broken leg came out on crutches.

"Oh, there are guests."

The old man laughed.

"Old folks, come out to pick up the guests."

The old man with broken legs shouted with laughter.

Then there was a rustle, and people walked out of the thatched houses.

However, these people have shortcomings.

A man was cut at the waist, leaving only his body above the waist.

A woman broke her arms and only her long legs were walking.

Some people are blind, others are deaf and so on.

Su Fu and blue ocean were stunned.

The head of the broken leg old man leaned on crutches and circled around Su Fu and the blue ocean.

The eyes are full of appreciation.

"Hello, young man..."

"Do you want to look for opportunities?"

The broken leg old man said.

Su Fu didn't speak, while blue ocean bowed respectfully.

"Elder, please give me some advice."

The broken leg old man smiled, threw out a shoulder pole and a big bucket and threw them to the blue ocean.

"Boy, go to the other end of the village to carry water. If you have enough water, the opportunity will naturally come to you."

The broken leg old man said.

The blue ocean is a little confused, carrying water?

Holding a shoulder pole and a bucket, I don't seem to understand the relationship between carrying water and opportunity.

"Not yet."

The broken leg old man raised his crutch and wanted to knock on the blue ocean. The blue ocean hurriedly trotted to the other end of the village.

The broken leg old man looked at the boundless back of the blue ocean, smiled, turned and went back to the thatched cottage.

Su Fu frowned.

He felt that he had been left to dry.

The broken leg old man ignored him.

The others also came and walked around him. They all left and went back to their thatched house.

The village fell into a dead silence again.

Su Fu stood where he was, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Is he... Selectively forgotten?

The other side.

Blue ocean came to the end of the village with a shoulder pole and a bucket.

I was stunned, because there was a surging... Dream pattern spirit River in front of me!

It's dense. It's all gathered by the spirit of dream patterns.

The blue ocean took a deep breath and threw the bucket into the river. Suddenly, there was no wave.

Lift up the barrel, the barrel is empty.

The blue ocean looks confused. What's in the river is not water. How can he fill it with water?

……

Su Fu was hung up for a day.

He couldn't help it at last.

Went to the broken leg old man's thatched house and took a picture.

With a creak, the door opened, and the broken leg old man raised his head and looked at Su Fu.

Su Fu didn't speak and stared at the broken leg old man. The broken leg old man didn't speak and stared at Su Fu.

Two people, big eyes and small eyes, the atmosphere seemed to fall into embarrassment.

"Cough..."

"Young man, although I don't know how you got to the village, your talent is too low to attract opportunities in the village."

The broken leg old man said.

"If you go outside the village and go back the same way, you will find your chance."

Su Fuyi was stunned.

He didn't have enough talent, so he was hung up for a day?

However, Su Fu was not angry.

Just looked at the old man and bowed slightly.

"Are you not satisfied?" The broken leg old man looked at Su Fu and said.

Su Fu didn't speak.

"Everyone in this village represents the spirit of dream patterns of chance. Just like me, it is also the spirit of dream patterns. If there is your chance in the village, naturally someone will come to you, just like me asking the boy to fetch water, but no one will come to you... It shows that your gift is not good enough to carry our inheritance and chance..."

"It shouldn't be yours, it's not yours. If it's forced, it will only cause unnecessary trouble."

The old man said.

Su Fu nodded.

"Thank you, elder. Let's go."

Su Fu said, bowed slightly, turned and walked outside the village.

The broken leg old man looked at Su Fu's back.

As if, from behind Su Fu, I saw a touch of stubbornness.

The old man sighed and then knocked his crutch gently on the ground.

"Young man, wait."

Su Fu was stunned, stopped his pace and turned to look at the old man.

The old man knocked his crutch on the ground again.

Dong!

The whole village seemed to shake slightly.

Then, in the thatched house, every shadow walked out slowly.

"If a young man can come to our village, it means he is destined for our village. Let him try... Don't miss this opportunity. We may not find an heir for millions of years when we stay in the village."

The broken leg old man said to a group of villagers behind him.

Su Fu pursed his lips and understood the meaning of the old man's words.

Later, he bowed down and thanked the old man sincerely.

"I have to give you a try. It's a chance to see us... Although I don't know why I can enter the village with your talent, meeting is a chance."

The broken leg old man smiled.

Among the villagers.

The woman with broken arms came out.

She came up to Su Fu.

With a sudden swing of his long legs, a pair of straw sandals fell in front of Su Fu.

"Put on your shoes, climb over the mountain, and then turn back. If you can succeed, the opportunity will naturally come to you."

The broken arm woman said.

Su Fu raised his eyebrows slightly and didn't say much.

He took off his alloy boots, exposed the soles of his feet and put straw sandals on his feet.

Just right, perfect.

"Over that mountain?"

Su Fuyao pointed to the small Tubao mountain.

The broken arm woman didn't speak, just stared at the straw sandals on Su Fu's feet.

"Master, I'll go..."

Su Fu asked tentatively.

The broken arm woman still didn't answer him.

After that, Su helped her move, opened the soles of her feet, and the straw sandals fell to the ground.

Boom!

The straw sandals burst open, and Su Fu's thumb came out through the shoes.

There was a sudden embarrassment in the atmosphere.

Su Fujiao's thumb moved, and then the straw sandals set on his feet burst into pieces

Su Fu's face was stiff and he lay in the trough

He didn't mean it?!

You straw sandals still touch porcelain?

The Brokeback woman was stunned when her pupils contracted.

The old man with broken legs also shook his face.

Like his shoulder pole and bucket, these straw sandals are the link between fate and opportunity

I'm lying in a trough. It's my fault!

No wonder they didn't respond before. It's not that the boy's talent is too poor to bear the opportunity.

But their chance can't wait for the boy's talent!