It took a lot of effort for Mu Yichen to help Duan He find the fox. 【Fengyun Reading Network. 】

This fox can not only understand people's speech, but even has a little grudge. Duan He simply made a joke with the fox, but the fox was very unhappy, and when he came back, he muttered a face. Duan He was amused in his stomach, but he didn't dare to say more.

This fox seems to be an ordinary fox, and it is indeed the messenger who communicates the two worlds of Y and Yang. At least for now, Duan He still needs it.

It's getting dark, and it's time for the two of them to say goodbye. This time, Mu Yichen chose a different approach.

The fox was called, and Mu Yichen whispered a few words in the fox's ear. The fox understood what he meant and immediately ran away.

"What did you just say to the fox?" Duan He asked.

Mu Yichen smiled and said, "I just suddenly changed my mind, since it is not safe for you to walk by yourself, it is better for me to send you." ”

"You send me?"

"Naturally, if the two of us use light work to go to the place you are going, we will be there after a day of slow walking. This fox is fast, and we can't match it. How about letting it go there and wait for us first? On the way, the two of us can still talk. I'm afraid I'll never see you again. ”

Mu Yichen was still smiling, but his heart was sad for a while.

My best friend, now, is really leaving.

Duan He naturally nodded, nodding very hard, so hard that Mu Yichen thought that Duan He was admiring him for being so wise. In fact, Duan He didn't have a choice now, he couldn't find a way, and the fox left again. If he didn't follow Mu Yichen, Duan He wouldn't have a place to go.

Two people, two horses.

Mu Yichen magically conjured two horses, one for Duan He and one for himself. Duan He didn't ask where the horse came from, the two were going to separate, so it was better to leave some secrets.

Not knowing the road ahead, Duan He could only follow Mu Yichen forward. On the way, the two talked about a lot of things, and there were many things about Duan He's return. Mu Yichen gave all his thoughts in this world to Duan He, and also gave all his thoughts to Duan He.

I just kept walking, and I walked back to the house. This time, the room was very different.

There is no more Meng Po, no more that bridge. Some are just a piece of light, and if you step into it, you can return to reality.

"These days, let's just think of it as a dream."

This was Mu Yichen's last sentence to Duan He.

After that, the light shrouded Duan He. Everything is gradually blurring and becoming clear.

A story is a story in itself. A story becomes a memory in a person's brain.

When waking up, there are stories. It's just that we're used to calling it memory. When you fall asleep, there are also stories. It's just that we are used to calling it a dream. In our dreams, we may be omnipotent, or we may be bound by others. Thankfully, when I woke up from the dream, it was all gone. We may remember the dream the moment we wake up, and then the dream disappears.

We forget the dream, but we also forget and forget.

No one cares about the dissipation of dreams.

Duan He fell into a state of confusion, his brain was drowsy, but his body was very excited. In my mind, things about this time are slowly being obscured. That Meng Jiangnu, that fox, that round is a very good-looking moon. Everything emerges before my eyes, gradually gradually, and then dissipates again.

Eventually, these affairs dissipated, and became a thick white fog in my mind.

The white fog dissipates.

Duan He woke up.

It was as if I really had a dream, a long-lasting, very much like a real dream. Duan He woke up, only to feel a shock and soreness all over his body.

Looking around, it was pitch black. The moment Duan He opened his eyes, he couldn't see anything clearly.

I closed my eyes again, opened them again, and finally, I saw it all clearly.

It was a bonfire, and it was a bonfire, but it was more like a war.

And in the fire, there were bursts of good-smelling R incense.

Duan He struggled to stand up, and the pain all over his body was abnormal, making it difficult for him to support his body.

After a little internal force, finally, Duan He was able to move. Looking around, the ground was full of corpses.

After taking a few steps, Duan He's foot kicked something. I looked down and saw that it was a corpse.

The corpse, whose limbs had been cut off, was extremely hideous.

Duan He's forehead was covered with cold sweat as he continued to walk forward.

In front, there was also a corpse, and the head of the corpse seemed to be reconnected, which was very strange.

At this moment, Duan He was completely shocked.

Here, it's the same as in my dreams.

Well, I am still dreaming now. Or is it still in that crazy place?

As if to verify, Duan He continued to walk forward and walked to the place where there was fire.

Sure enough, it was still roasting a corpse, and it was still a burst of good-smelling R-incense.

The R incense still attracted Duan He, who had already eaten a lot of things, but Duan He felt hungry and cold, and wanted to taste the taste of R.

Although, he should know what that R tastes like.

But Duan He still stepped forward and walked forward uncontrollably. Uncontrollably took a large piece of R and put it into his arms uncontrollably.

Fortunately, Duan He was still able to control his last nerves, and the R was put in his arms and not put in his mouth.

Duan He first barely stabilized his spirit, step by step, and looked around. This place is no different from where he was before he met Mu Yichen, even if there are some differences, it is minimal.

Touching his body, Duan He touched something.

A package, Mu Yichen gave to himself. One token, and two half-tokens. The blood stains on the token can also confirm that it was not easy to come by.

It seems that everything really happened. So what is all this now?

Duan He continued to walk forward, and according to the scene like this, Duan He was a little more careful.

Go forward, step by step, very lightly and lightly.

This time, there was no force to stop him.

Duan He walked out really simply, looked at the sky, it should be late at night, and the moon should be far away and round, it should be around August. That is to say, these things should be different from my dreams now.

So you should be back to reality?

Duan He walked forward again, everything around him felt real and strange at the same time. Even if he really returned to Datang, where is this now? I should be in the palace, why are I here?

Except for the corpses on the ground, there was a clean area all around. It's not wilderness, it's not flat. It looks like somewhere, or rather, at the foot of a mountain.

Duan He looked around again, ready to stop first and wait for dawn to explore.

It's too sleepy... This one might be a bit messy...

(End of chapter)