Lord of Puluo

I'm telling you, there are a lot of people who want to spend money to come to this place. I am a dark energy person. In the words of your Puozhou people, I am called a cultivator.

In Chunshen City, there are many circles of dark energy people. I joined several circles, and then I found the right path and came to Mengqianlou.

The man's name was Zhao Dajun, and he was a very talkative person. Before Li Banfeng asked, he took the initiative to introduce his origins: I am a number theorist, called Suanxiu in your Puluo Prefecture. In Chunshen City, I worked for ten years. Years of coders.”

As soon as I heard the name, I was good at mathematics.

Li Banfeng said: You are a coder, so you are a professional counterpart.

That's right! Zhao Dajun nodded, I have just graduated and started working. I feel that the career of a coder is particularly suitable for me. I will definitely be the industry giant in the future.

I am indeed qualified for this business. I am not bragging to you. When my income was at its highest, I could earn no less than 50,000 to 60,000 yuan a month.

I have worked in Chunshen City for ten years. After excluding food, drinks and money for my family, I have saved more than two million. This money is enough to buy a house in Chunshen City. Even in a better location, it is easy to pay a down payment. loose.

Li Banfeng nodded and said: Amazing!

Zhao Dajun sighed and said: I also feel that I am quite amazing, but I can't do it anymore.

I am a first-level dark energy user, and my body is much stronger than normal people. But even so, I go out at seven o'clock every day and come home at eleven o'clock. I can't rest for a few days all year round. My body can't bear it anymore.

This is still secondary. As soon as I sat down at my desk, I felt like vomiting when I saw the code. When the phone rang and I heard the department manager’s words, I felt like vomiting even more.

I don’t want to do it anymore, but if I buy a house in Chunshen City, I will spend all my savings. If I choose a good location, I will still owe a lot of mortgage loan. How will I live?

I don’t want to buy a house. My girlfriend and I have been arguing about it. I can live alone, but I can’t stand it. My family scolds me every day, calling me useless, unfilial, and worthless.

I was tired of working hard and had enough. I wanted to live for myself. Later, I relied on friends in the circle to help me get in touch. I spent all my savings. After many twists and turns, I came to Mengqianlou, the best place in the world. This is a place where I want to spend the rest of my life well!

Li Banfeng didn't quite understand: What's so good about this?

Zhao Dajun looked surprised: Do I even need to say that? You can get whatever you want here. It doesn't cost anything to eat here. As long as it's not too much, the chef in the canteen can cook whatever you want.

The place to stay doesn’t cost anything, it’s warm in winter and cool in summer all year round, and there aren’t even any mosquitoes.

Li Banfeng said: You spent more than two million just to earn room and board?

It's not just that! We still have dreams. In dreams, we have everything. There are snow-capped mountains, fields, small islands, and beaches.

There are girls on the hard drive, and we can understand what they say.

Really? Li Banfeng was very interested in this.

It's true! Zhao Dajun nodded vigorously, That was my dream. I have the final say in everything. If I think the young lady is real, it is real.

In fact, what Zhao Dajun said makes sense. The real young lady may not be as beautiful as the one in the dream.

But what should I do if I have a nightmare?

Zhao Dajun shook his head and said, I never have nightmares in Mengqianlou, and I will never suffer from insomnia unless I offend the owner of the building.

Who is the landlord?

I don't know, I haven't seen her, and I don't want to see her if it's not necessary. As long as the rules here remain unchanged, I am willing to live in a down-to-earth manner.

Li Banfeng said: What if I don't want to live here?

I advise you to think about it again, Zhao Dajun looked at Li Banfeng sincerely, No one who comes here wants to leave. If you sleep a little longer and have two more dreams, it's not too late to make a decision. .”

Li Banfeng remained silent.

After eating, Zhao Dajun told Li Banfeng that the cafeteria was on the second floor and the exit was on the first floor. If he didn't want to leave, he could go back to the bedroom and let him make his own decision.

Li Banfeng had already decided.

He went down to the first floor, pushed open the door of the stairwell, and vaguely saw the location of the exit by the light of the match.

There were two glass doors. Li Banfeng walked quickly towards the door. A gust of cold wind hit him and the match was blown out.

He lit another match, the fire lit up, and a tall woman in white suddenly appeared in front of him.

Intruder in the dream!

The woman looked at Li Banfeng with almost no expression, only a little laziness.

This time, Li Banfeng saw her appearance clearly.

He has an oval face, a high nose bridge, a pair of peach blossom eyes that make people unable to take their eyes away, red and small lips, and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, with a faint smile.

There seemed to be an elusive fairy spirit about her.

A gorgeous beauty appeared in front of him. Li Banfeng stared at the beauty for a moment and lit her clothes with a match.

After the clothes caught fire, the fairy spirit became more obvious.

The beauty still looked at Li Banfeng lazily and asked in a calm tone: Why are you burning my clothes?

Li Banfeng asked sincerely: Why are you scaring me?

The beauty used the flames on her body to light the candle in her hand and inserted it into the candlestick on the wall.

She gently blew out the flames on her body, looked at Li Banfeng, and said in an ethereal voice: Are you leaving now?

Li Banfeng asked: Do I need to go through the check-out procedures?

The beauty smiled lightly: Why are you here in such a hurry to leave?

Li Banfeng answered honestly: I really didn't want to come. I was carried here by an old man. He thought he was a train.

He's the train father-in-law.

Do you know this crazy old man?

Why do you think he's crazy?

As a train, he doesn't even burn coal. Isn't that crazy?

The beauty nodded slightly, seeming to agree with Li Banfeng's statement. She stepped aside slightly and got out of the way.

Li Banfeng walked away without any hesitation.

Walking to the door, the beauty asked: What is your name?

Li Banfeng recalled the scene in his dream. Some people called him Master Qi, while others called him Boss Ye.

This woman knows all this information.

After a little integration, Li Banfeng replied: My name is Ye Qi.

New 🅇.🄲🄾🄼

The beauty didn't seem to doubt it and answered seriously: My name is Meng Qian. When you go out, keep walking forward. When you get to where you want to go, don't look back.

Thank you, Miss Meng.

Meng Qian nodded: See you later.

…

Li Banfeng walked out of the gate. Outside was a dark mountain forest. There was an inconspicuous mountain path between the lush vegetation.

Regardless of whether what Meng Qian said is true or false, leaving this place quickly is definitely the right choice.

Running wildly along the mountain road, Li Banfeng recalled his previous experiences.

I got lost on the edge of the New Land and walked to a station. I met a crazy old man at the station and took me to this place.

If the station is real and the crazy old man is real, I should have fallen into a dream after paying for the bus, and then entered the building in a daze, and was arranged to sleep in a room.

In the dream, I dreamed of having to urinate urgently and went to the toilet. If my estimate is correct, in reality, I should be sleepwalking and actually went to the toilet.

Do I know where the toilet is?

People in this building can find the toilet without opening their eyes.

And it’s not just the toilets.

In my dream, I dreamed about going down the mountain and going up the mountain, and also had a meal in a restaurant.

The actual situation should be downstairs and upstairs. I had a meal in the cafeteria.

How did I find the cafeteria?

This should come from some hints in dreams.

The owner of this building should be the woman named Meng Qian.

She can invade the dreams of everyone in the building, and can also control the residents' behavior through their dreams.

If I jumped off a cliff in a dream, in reality, I might have climbed to the top of the building and jumped.

In this case, will I fall to death?

It depends on how high the building is and what kind of response I will make. As a traveling trainee, there is a high probability that I will not fall to my death, but this is just an example I can think of.

If Meng Qian wants to kill me, she can find many ways. Thinking of this, Li Banfeng's spine went cold and he ran faster than before.

She didn't want to kill me and let me go. What was her purpose of letting me come here?

Doesn't she know why I came? Is this just an accident caused by that crazy old man?

That crazy old man is called Mr. Train. What is his purpose in bringing me here?

After running for more than an hour, Li Banfeng stopped.

According to a rough estimate, he should have traveled more than three hundred miles, and must have escaped the control range of that building.

You can see some light ahead, and you should be running to the right place.

My physical strength is still good, and it doesn't matter if I run a few hundred miles more.

But he was thirsty. He had been thirsty when he first woke up, and he hadn't had a sip of water until now.

I went back home to drink some water and told my wife about this to see if she knew this person named Meng Qian.

Just as Li Banfeng was about to reach out for his keys, a sound that made his scalp numb came from behind.

Huchihuchi, wu~wuwu!

Li Banfeng ran away without even thinking about it.

Mr. Train!

Why did you meet him again?

Is he going to force me to get in the car again?

He is a high-level travel cultivator. It is not easy to outperform him. You have to use your mind, brain, and plan a good route. I am a fifth-level travel cultivator. What is his cultivation level? Seventh floor? Eighth floor? still……

The father-in-law on the train suddenly turned around and said: Let's drive.

When did he run in front of me?

Get on the train! Mr. Train moved so quickly that before Li Banfeng could see his figure clearly, he had already appeared on his back.

Woo~ Mr. Train swings his arms and rushes forward.

Li Banfeng was speechless: Old man, where are you taking me?

Huchihuchi, the train father-in-law turned around and said, Have you ever been on a train?

Li Banfeng said: Of course I have sat on it!

Have you ever sat there and you still ask?

Why can't you ask?

Anyone who has ever taken a train knows that wherever the train goes, you have to follow it!

He...

He, what he said makes sense.

But the key point is that I didn't want to get in your car!

You have to get in my car.

Why?

Because you haven't woken up yet.

What does this mean?

Is this old man really crazy or just pretending to be crazy?

Li Banfeng frowned: How do you know I didn't wake up?

The father-in-law on the train blew the whistle and responded: Because I didn't wake up either.

An ordinary person would immediately collapse due to the old man's thinking logic.

But Li Banfeng did not collapse. He asked seriously: How do you know you haven't woken up?

The old man looked at Li Banfeng with a puzzled expression: Do you still need to ask? If I wake up, can I think of myself as a train?

What he said...still makes sense.

But if what he said is true, does that mean that I have entered this old man's dream?

How could I enter his dream?

Li Banfeng was still able to maintain his rationality and continued to ask: Why did you dream that you turned into a train?

The father-in-law was silent for a moment and said, Because I miss my own train.

Have you ever had a train?

some.

Where's your train?

sold.

Sold to whom?

Salesman.

Li Banfeng rubbed his forehead and laughed at this crazy old man in his heart.

A lunatic has no logic in his dreams. How can a peddler buy a train?

PS: Maybe it’s really possible.