"Tsk, wine!"

In the tavern, the fortune teller put down the wine glass beautifully and sighed: "Clear but not strong, strong but not fragrant, tsk, good wine!"

"It's just an ordinary bottle of boss dry, and you drank the taste of Moutai, how can you make me believe you?"

Qin Feng was very speechless, and the fortune teller hit his weakness with a word, so that Qin Feng didn't dare not believe this fortune teller.

So when the fortune teller proposed to find a place to drink and finally interpret Qin Feng's dream, Qin Feng immediately agreed.

But as soon as he arrived at the tavern, the fortune teller seemed to be a little unrevealed, this guy can drink the boss of a few dollars a bottle out of the taste of Moutai, and he is used to swaggering at a glance.

But if this fortune teller is a swindler, why was he able to poke at his confusion just now?

"Hey, little brother, don't get me wrong, the old man doesn't open once in half a year, so it's rare to drink wine once, even if it's a few dollars a bottle of Lao Baigan, in the old man's opinion, it's a delicacy in the world. ”

"The more you talk, the more you look like a charlatan. ”

Qin Feng felt more and more that he was in love, this fortune teller was probably blind to his dream again, otherwise why wouldn't he open once in half a year?

"Little brother, people can't be too suspicious, there is a way that suspicious people don't need to be suspicious, if you don't believe me, you can go, of course, you have to pay for the meal, the old man doesn't have a penny. ”

The fortune teller was afraid that Qin Feng would not give it away, so he hurriedly sandwiched two pieces of meat into Qin Feng's bowl.

Qin Feng couldn't laugh or cry, if he wanted to say that this fortune teller was not a charlatan, Qin Feng himself didn't believe it.

But when he came, Qin Feng didn't care, and motioned to the fortune teller to eat casually, and he invited him to this meal.

The fortune teller seemed to have not eaten for a long time, and all the meals on the table were actually swallowed by him, and in the end, even the two pieces of meat in Qin Feng's bowl were eaten by him.

Belch......

The fortune teller burped with satisfaction: "Thank you little brother for your hospitality, tsk, although it is a tavern, it tastes really good." ”

"Just eat enough, what should you do, I have to go." ”

Qin Feng was no longer hopeful in his heart, this fortune teller must have guessed his confusion blindly, and it was impossible to relieve his confusion.

Unexpectedly, the fortune teller stopped in front of Qin Feng in one step: "Little brother, don't be in a hurry to leave, I have eaten your things, so I naturally have to solve your doubts, otherwise I won't really become a charlatan?"

The fortune teller looked at Qin Feng with a smile, and through the sunglasses, Qin Feng could feel the fortune teller's cold eyes.

Qin Feng was shocked in his heart, he hadn't seen the fortune teller's movements clearly just now!

Coupled with the aura that the fortune teller showed at this time, Qin Feng suddenly realized that this guy in front of him was a master who was deeply hidden!

"How do you solve the puzzle?" Qin Feng took a deep breath and stabilized his mind.

The fortune teller smiled: "Hasn't the little brother been haunted by that mysterious dream, the old man will help you interpret the dream today, how about it?"

Qin Feng was shocked, and his voice became low: "Who the hell are you!"

This guy actually knows that his confusion lies in dreams!

There are only three people in this world who know about this matter, except for him, only Tianming and Tianqing, even Qin Qinglian doesn't know what kind of dream he is having.

How would the fortune teller in front of him know?

"The secret of heaven must not be revealed, little brother, you just have to answer me, do you want to interpret the dream? If not, then the old man will leave. ”

"Yes!"

Why not, Qin Feng has been haunted by that dream for a long time, and now the whole person's spirit has become sluggish.

If he didn't unravel this dream, wouldn't he have to live in a nightmare forever in the future?

The fortune teller smiled, as if he had pinched Qin Feng's lifeline: "Then come with the old man." ”

......

"It's ......"

"Doesn't that sound familiar? This is Mother Earth, you should be familiar with it. ”

The fortune teller took Qin Feng to a small abandoned temple.

The small temple, though dilapidated, enshrines a huge statue.

Qin Feng is indeed very familiar with this statue, the Mother Earth that Miao Jiang has worshiped for generations, and the shadow of the Mother Earth can be seen on the clothes of Miao Jiang's children.

And he was able to recover his extremely weak body, thanks to Miao Jiang's Earth Spirit Bead, the legendary treasure gifted to Miao Jiang by the Mother Earth.

The fortune teller motioned for Qin Feng to sit down, and said slowly: "Little brother's dream is familiar and kind, but he can't touch it and can't see it clearly, right?"

"It's not fake!" Qin Feng admitted the fortune teller's speculation, he really couldn't touch it in his sleep, and the face of that figure was always shrouded in a layer of fog, so that no matter how hard Qin Feng tried, it was useless.

Only the voice of the call kept ringing in Qin Feng's ears.

The fortune teller snapped his fingers, then found a pen and paper, and motioned for Qin Feng to draw the figure in his sleep.

Although Qin Feng was not good at drawing, the figure in his sleep had been completely engraved in his mind, so much so that Qin Feng could depict that figure with his eyes closed.

"If you compare it carefully, is it very similar to Mother Earth?"

The fortune teller was shocked, and Qin Feng immediately picked up the portrait he had drawn and compared it with the tall statue.

This is not better than not knowing, and I am more shocked, because the portrait drawn by Qin Feng is actually exactly the same as the statue!

The only difference was that this statue had a kind face, but Qin Feng's mind could never grasp the face of that figure.

Suddenly, Qin Feng seemed to have opened his mind, and the kind face on the statue instantly appeared on the figure in his sleep.

Everything seemed to come naturally, and the face in his mind that could never be seen clearly appeared vividly in Qin Feng's mind at this moment, as if it had come to life.

"Kid...... Kid ......"

Faintly, Qin Feng seemed to hear that kind and warm call again.

What he dreamed of was Mother Earth?

Qin Feng's eyes widened, how could he dream of Mother Earth?

The fortune teller smiled lightly, and suddenly put a hand on Qin Feng's forehead.

Before Qin Feng could react, a peaceful aura enveloped him.

"Mother Earth is the Mother of all life, and you have absorbed the residual consciousness of Mother Earth in the Earth Spirit Orb, so you will always dream of Mother Earth. Follow my consciousness, and when you completely fuse the energy of the Earth Spirit Bead, this dream will disappear. ”

The fortune teller's voice changed, changing from the lightness and cheerfulness it had before to a touch of majesty and peace.

Qin Feng's consciousness seemed to be constantly calling on his own, and he involuntarily followed the consciousness of the fortune teller.

A trace of familiar aura slowly appeared in Qin Feng's consciousness, it was a wisp of earth-colored light, a light that Qin Feng had not been able to discover before......

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