The Dream Master

Early in the morning, there was a clear sound of birds and birds, and a ray of morning sun squeezed into the half-open window through the branches of the welcoming pine, shining on the cheeks of the person on the bed.

Shen Luo's eyelids trembled slightly, squinted and opened a little, then immediately raised his hand to cover his eyes.

"hiss……"

As a result, when he raised his hand, a cramp-like muscle soreness hit immediately, and his consciousness immediately became clear.

A strong panic immediately rose from the bottom of my heart, settled down and sat up from the bed, shrank and hurriedly looked around.

I saw on the wall not far in front of me, there was a narrow table with a pile of shabby old books stacked on it, and there was a window and door side by side not far from the table, all of which were so familiar abnormal.

An expression of ecstasy appeared on Shen Luo's face, and he lowered his head to look at his body.

The clothes are intact. Although the body is sore and unbearable, there are no scars. It feels like the discomfort caused by excessive exercise.

A swell of mildew mixed with the familiar smell of sandalwood rushed into his nose, making him sneezed.

At this time, Shen Luo finally believed that he was in the residence of Chunqiuguan at this moment, rather than the gloomy ghost village.

"What happened last night is just a nightmare!" Shen Luo touched the real wooden bed under him, and let out a long sigh. The situation last night was still vivid, and he gave birth to a moment. Kind of illusion like a world away.

Shen Luo raised his sleeves and wiped his forehead, only to find that the forehead and temples had been soaked with sweat, and even his back was damp, and some of it stuck to the back, making it uncomfortable.

He sat on the bed for a while, only to find that it had already passed his usual time to wake up, and he saw that he would be delayed even in the morning practice.

"It's just a dream..." Shen Luo whispered a few words to himself, as if to force himself to persuade himself, then moved and got out of bed.

Who would have imagined that his feet had just stepped on the blue cloth shoes, and as soon as he stood up, he felt that his legs were soft, and he fell straight forward, and when he tried to support his body with his arms, I realized that my arms were as weak and weak, and I fell straight to the ground.

"Ouch..."

Shen Luo wailed, struggled to get up from the ground, and sat on the edge of the bed again a little bit.

At this time, he noticed that his body was really wrong. Although his body was not very good, it was obviously very collapsed now.

"What the hell is going on?" He started to feel a little shocked. If he simply fell asleep and had a nightmare, it would definitely not be the case.

In fact, since being invaded by Yin Qi, Shen Luo has not had nightmares, and he has encountered all kinds of strange dreams, but now that when I think about it, the feeling is completely different from what he experienced last night.

Moreover, if it was really just a dream, how could his memory of the dream be so clear and true, and how could his body be so exhausted, it was as if he had really experienced a fierce fight.

But if it's not a dream, how can you explain it?Could it be that I really sleepwalked down the mountain, which village under the mountain, and then came back?

But that doesn't make sense. In that mountain village last night, he had lost his life, his whole body was scarred, and his clothes were all ragged, so he shouldn't be what he looks like right now.

Thinking about this, Shen Luo's expression became uncertain, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt that what happened last night was too weird, and my head seemed a little bigger.

He rubbed his brows with his hands, leaned back, and lay down on the bed.

There was a "bang".

Shen Luo felt as if he had touched something hard on his head, and suddenly he got up and sat up again, and hurriedly turned around and took a look.

I saw a long yellow object on the head of the bed,

Shen Luo was dumbfounded!

Last night, he actually slept on this jade pillow all night without knowing it!

But he clearly remembered that he put this thing on the table with the pile of ancient books before going to bed last night, how could it be on his bedside?

"Is it possible... last night's nightmare is related to this? Or is this jade pillow itself an unclean thing?"

He remembered that there was a record in "The Chronicle of Zhang Tianshi's Falling Demons". It was said that when a scholar in Qi'an County, Lingnan, picked up an ancient bronze mirror by the river during a spring outing. What antiquities were brought back to the furniture collection.

As a result, a female ghost was sealed in the Xiaoyao mirror, and she would come out of the mirror every night of the full moon and absorb his yang energy. If it weren’t for Zhang Tianshi’s wandering here and rescued, the scholar would be cut off and die. I don't know how to die.

Thinking of this story, Shen Luo ignored the weakness of his body, got out of bed in a hurry, took the wolf's cone from the table, leaned it over with the pen, and gently poked the jade pillow on the bed.

The jade pillow moved back, and there was no abnormal light on it, and no evil ghosts threw out. It looked no different from ordinary things.

Shen Luo was still a little worried, and took out a small porcelain bottle, poured out some cinnabar from it, rubbed his hands and covered the entire palm, then carefully stretched out an index finger and tapped the jade with the tip of the finger. pillow.

Except for the cold touch of the jade pillow, there is still no abnormality.

"Don't be quietly possessed by some gloom again...." Shen Luo withdrew his hand, still frowning, a little uneasy.

He thought about it for a while, glanced at the jade pillow, walked quickly to the door, sat cross-legged on the ground, hugged Yuan with his hands, kept his mind in mind, and began to quietly operate Xiao Huayang Gong.

It's just that he was a little distraught by last night's dreams. At this moment, he wanted to keep his mind, but he couldn't settle for a long time. It took a full two hours to finally run Xiaohua Yang Gong for a small week.

The exercises run smoothly, and the yang energy in the body fills all parts of the body.

After finishing his exercises, Shen Luo slowly opened his eyes and let out a sigh of relief before the stone in his heart fell to the ground.