When he came to his office, Li Mo was embarrassed to see Xia Bing, so he had to send a message to tell Xia Bing that he would not eat at noon. Then he lay down on that little bed and rested. Asked about the smell on the bed, there were still traces of Xia Bing, and Meimei fell asleep.

It's strange to say, Li Mo fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

In his sleep, Li Mo seemed to have come to another world, in the dream he walked alone among the clouds, watching the layers of white clouds form a variety of outfits in front of his eyes, but if he looks closely, he can indeed see something.

It seemed that a person was looking at himself, and then inexplicably began to box, and every move was engraved in Li Mo's heart.

Li Mo subconsciously followed along, it was very slow at the beginning, and the back was getting faster and faster, and the shuttled white clouds were changing like wind and thunder, and in the end, Li Mo felt that he couldn't keep up. But at this moment, Li Mo suddenly felt as if he had touched something.

A bloodthirsty feeling abruptly arose in his sleep in his sleep. Then Li Mo alone faced the giant that the clouds had turned into, and began to punch and punch, breaking up the human form that Bai Yun transformed into again and again, and the white cloud would continue to form a human form after being scattered. It's just that the figure is getting slimmer. Fight until you are the same size as yourself. Li Mo didn't continue to attack him.

But the villain quit and took the initiative to challenge Li Mo. Although the human form is getting smaller and smaller, it is becoming more and more difficult to fight.

Li Mo gradually lost consciousness and fought on instinct. Actually, it's not right to say it's instinct, it should be said that it's the magic barrier. In the end, the boxing moves were all guided by the villain with one move and one style for Li Mo to remember.

I don't know if I lost or if the cloud man lost, anyway, the dream continued, but it was back on land.

I came to a gate deep in the mountains. Maroon paint, smeared on a dilapidated wooden door. Li Mo pushed the door curiously, but no matter how hard Li Mo tried, he couldn't open it. I really don't have the strength.

Li Mo sat on the stone steps of the mountain gate. Gasping for air. Suddenly, I heard a "crunch" behind me, and the door opened.

It was none other than the idiot boy who appeared behind the gate, and he looked at Li Mo in a daze, "Who are you? Why did you come to the Wudang Sect?"

Li Mo put his hands on the ground, got up with difficulty, looked at Yi Yi in puzzlement and said, "What, you don't remember me?"

looked at Li Mo in shock, "I don't know you, why do you know what my name is?"

Just when Li Mo and Yi were puzzled, an old dragon bell's voice came from behind the door, "Li Mo, come in!"

Li Mo and Yi Zhi both looked at each other suspiciously, and when they saw that someone called their names, Li Mo was also curious, but they still followed Yi Yi in.

What catches your eye is a small square, and the traces of potholes in the square confirm that countless people have practiced the exercises. Countless footprints have been deeply imprinted in the stone platform of the square.

The traces of time have really not left anything in this small square. Turning his head to look at a small house directly across the square, it was more of a temple front hall than a house. In the front hall, you can see the back of a Dao bone fairy wind.

An old man with gray hair was sitting cross-legged on a futon with his back to him. He was still holding a handful of dust whisks in his hand. Not to mention what the person's face looks like, this back alone is like an old Taoist on TV.

After closing the door, he took Li Mo to the door of the small temple, and respectfully bowed, "Master, do you recognize this old man?"

The old Taoist didn't answer a stupid question, but turned to look at Li Mo, "Li Mo, the 246th generation head of the Xia Wudang faction!"

Li Mo finally saw the old Taoist's face clearly, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a crane-haired childish face, a handsome face without a trace of wrinkles, smooth and red. If it weren't for the fact that his shiny white hair confirmed that the Taoist was an old man, Li Mo would definitely not believe that this person had lived for more than 90 years.

"May I ask the chief, why do you know that my name is Li Mo?" Li Mo respectfully said his question.

"Hehe, Master Li Mo has a relationship with my faction, I naturally recognize you! I don't know if you can remember the set of moves in the air just now?" The old Taoist said amazingly, and he actually knew Li Mo's experience.

Li Mo's face turned pale in an instant, "Old Taoist, who are you!"

The old Taoist shook off the dust. He stroked his beard again and said, "I'm Zhang Wuregret, haven't I already told the donor?"

Li Mo looked at the old man in front of him with a confused expression, and then looked at the idiot next to him, not knowing whether to believe in this dream or not.

Seeing Li Mo's shocked expression, the old Taoist did not continue to speak, but took Li Mo's hand to a painting, and clicked the bottom paragraph with a dusty handle: "Li Mo, come to the mountain gate quickly and relieve you of the pain of the demonic barrier!"

A handful of cold sweat appeared on Li Mo in reality. The back was instantly wet. Li Mo sat up straight. I felt sweat all over my body. Li Mo recalled the deeds in his dream. After seeing that it was already 2 o'clock on my watch, I hurriedly got up and moved a few times.

But with Li Mo's activities, even fools can see that Li Mo is playing a set of boxing techniques, and it is very weird, sometimes so fast that you can't see Li Mo's palm, and sometimes so slow that you can clearly see Li Mo's hair.

Li Mo didn't dare to continue thinking about the things in his dreams, but thought about other things, trying his best to drive away what he was thinking. But no matter how much you shake it, you can't shake off what you see in your dreams. Until the phone rings. Li Mocai stopped the boxing in his hand.

I came to the desk and took out my mobile phone, and after pressing the answer, Mr. Zhang's blunt voice came out: "Li Mo, where are you? Those who could come back have returned. ”

Li Mo whispered, and then hung up the phone. But suddenly everything was forgotten. Except for the set of boxing techniques I learned in my dream, I still remember the rest of the things. Li Mo knew that what was waiting for him now was indeed an idiot's trip to the mountain gate.

"Looks like I'm going to hurry up, I don't know what this dream means! As he spoke, Li Mo closed the door of his office and walked towards Mr. Zhang's office.

Walking in the office building, Li Mo was still recalling the dream just now, what was going on, why couldn't he recall it at all. After walking, I arrived in front of Mr. Zhang's office.

Seeing Li Mo coming, everyone got up and came to a small conference room. Li Mo sat next to Mr. Zhang, and there was no need for others to introduce Li Mo. Because everyone knows that Li Mo is not only a driver, but also the husband of the boss of his company. So they are all very respectful.