Big 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.

　　 The sinking eyelids quivered slightly, and they opened them a bit, then immediately raised their hands to cover their 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 looked down at his body again.

　　 The clothes are intact. Although the body is sore and unbearable, there are no scars at all. 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 Chunqiu Guan at this moment, not 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. Last night, all the circumstances were 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 virtual sweat, and even the back was damp, and some of it stuck to the back, which made it uncomfortable.

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

　　 "It's just a dream..." Shen Luo muttered 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.

　　 "Oh..."

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

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

　　 "What the **** is going on?" He started to feel a little surprised. If he simply slept for a while 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. He has encountered all kinds of strange dreams, but now that I think about it, the feeling is completely different from what he experienced last night.

　　 Besides, 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 you say it’s not a dream, how can you explain it? Is it possible that I really sleepwalked down the mountain, which village under the mountain, and then came back?

　　 But this 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 it this way, the calm expression became uncertain. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that what happened last night was too weird, and my head seemed to be a little bigger.

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

　　 "Boom".

　　 Shen Luo felt as if he had touched something **** his head, he immediately stirred up and sat up again, and hurriedly turned around and took a look.

I saw a long square yellow object on the head of the bed. It was the "treasure" he had found earlier, the mysterious old jade pillow, while the pillow made of rattan was squeezed aside and pressed against the wall. .

　　 Shen Luo was dumbfounded!

　　 Last night, he actually slept the whole night on this jade pillow, 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?

　　 "Could it be that... the nightmare of last night is related to this? Or is the jade pillow itself an unclean thing?"

　　 He remembered that there was a record in "The Chronicle of Zhang Tianshi's Demon Falling". It was said that when a scholar in Qi'an County, Lingnan was on a spring outing, UU read www.uukanshu. com found an ancient bronze mirror by the river, and saw the word "Xiaoyao" written on the back of it in a small seal with inscriptions on it. He thought it was an antique and brought it 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 his weakness and got out of bed in a hurry. He 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 uneasy, took out a small porcelain bottle, poured out some cinnabar from it, rubbed both hands, and after covering the entire palm, he carefully extended 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 kind of gloom again...." Shen Luo withdrew his hand, still frowning, a little restless.

　　 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 bit distressed by the dream of last night. At this moment, he wanted to keep his mind, but he couldn't settle down for a long time. It took a full two hours to finally run Xiaohua Yang Gong for a small week.

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

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