Chapter 82: The Land of Dreams

"The Pang Demon Clan, dissipated for thousands of years, right?" Han Zhi sighed. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Chu Xiqing was thinking that they didn't know much about the situation when they heard Yang Ruo answer, "I know their legends, I heard that because there is no grass in the place where they went, they were punished, and life is difficult from generation to generation, three thousand years ago, my ancestors also saw the Pang Demon Clan, they are a mysterious and ancient race, they have a lot of secret methods that we don't know, and they can open the dream enchantment through a treasure."

Yang Ruo's gentle voice told the story of three thousand years ago, the Pang Demon Clan, who had gone away in search of life, was surrounded and intercepted by the enemy, and used a mysterious magic weapon to hide in the dream realm at a dangerous moment. They entered the dream with their bodies, and it was different from Chu Xiqing, who only had a soul form in the dream, so it looked very strange, as if the two-dimensional thing suddenly became three-dimensional, for the arrival of these side demon people, the people of the dream country were very nervous, but the side demon people had no malicious intent, and only their leader would talk to the people of the dream country and tell them their intentions and requests. The king of the Dream Nation promised them, but he was always on guard against them.

The people of the Side Demon Clan are very hardworking, and they take care of everything in the Dream Country by themselves, but the people who have lived in the Dream Country for so long have only seen them eat something once, or a soup made of stones, they are a race with punishment on their backs, and their living conditions are not good, the people of the Dream Country will sing and dance when they are happy, and they invite the people of the Side Demon Clan to come and play together, but the expressions of those people are always sad, and they rarely leave their place of residence. Until one day they left quietly, leaving behind a treasure, and the dream country found that it was the treasure that broke the barrier, a jade flute engraved with beautiful patterns. In the three thousand years since, no visitor has broken through the barrier and entered, which also makes the people of the Dream Land breathe a sigh of relief. That jade flute is now lying in the treasure house of the Dream Country, quiet and untouched for thousands of years.

This Pang Demon Clan really came and went without a trace, and it appeared three thousand years ago, which means that they did not die out at that time, but I don't know if what they saw two days ago is their descendant.

After this topic ended, Yang Ruo took them to the land of dreams, and the guards guarding the city let them go when they saw Yang Ruo, and they also saw Yang Feng, the general who was patrolling the streets, at the door.

"This seems to be a new guest?" Yang Feng recognized Han Zhi, who had been here many times, and looked at Chu Xiqing very strangely.

"This Chu girl has some fate with us, take her to learn about the country of dreams."

All the people in the dream country gave her a soft feeling, even Yang Feng, who was patrolling, wearing a heavy battle armor, still gave people a feeling as soft as a spring breeze, and that kind of temperament was deeply rooted in everyone's bones. Yang Ruo led them through the streets in the direction of the palace. Chu Xiqing felt that the terrain of the Dream Country was somewhat similar to that of the Shark Country, both of which were three-dimensional circular structures, and they walked to the top of the highest tower to meet the queen, that is, Yang Ruo's aunt. Along the way, she saw a lot of people playing with cute little animals, and those animals gave people a gentle and amiable feeling. It's just that the shape of these animals is very strange, and it is different from what I have seen outside.

The queen of the dream land lives at the top of the tower, which is white and as beautiful as in the dream.

The queen's temperament was more gentle than Yang Ruo's, and she asked, "Is this little friend also a dream cultivator?" ”

"Hello Queen," Chu Xiqing bowed first, "I'm not a dream cultivator, it's just a coincidence that I can fall into a dream." ”

"That's really related to my dream tapir."

A few people said some polite words, and Yang Ruo said, "Auntie, Miss Chu is very interested in the affairs of the Pang Demon Clan, can I take her to see the dossier from three thousand years ago?" ”

I have to say that the dream country is really warm, which may have something to do with the fact that people from the outside world have no conflict with them, they can't bring things into their dreams from the outside world, and they can't take things out of their dreams, there is no greed and ** in it. The Pang Demon Clan three thousand years ago may be an outlier, but even such an anti-heaven tribe still can't completely destroy this boundary, they can bring things in but can't take anything out, and they can't even drink a cup of tea in the Dream Country like Chu Xiqing. I have to say that exchanges without interests are more comforting.

After Yang Ruo got permission, he took Chu Xiqing to the Tibetan Scripture Building to find the information from three thousand years ago, that time was too long, and they searched for a long time to find that record in the voluminous scrolls. The development of the whole story is more exciting than Yang Ruo's telling, and the three of them sat down on the ground casually and began to read that history.

One day three thousand years ago, the weather suddenly darkened, there are few such bad weather in the dream country, many people were surprised, they saw that the darkness of the dark clouds hid a metallic luster and the demonic aura in the sky, the dream tapir is a sensitive and simple race, and there was a strong fear of this situation, after the dark clouds burst open, a group of strange people came out, each of them seemed to have several layers of body, the outermost could barely be seen to be wearing black and white clothes, all the people regardless of men and women, young and old, wore veils, and the footsteps were uniform, But there is no noisy human voice. The queen asked them who they were here and what they wanted to do, and a leader-like man walked out on the other side, whose only sign of identity was a staff in the shape of a scepter, and he spoke hoarsely, begging the queen to let them stay here.

The queen asked them where they came from, and they didn't want to say more, but they made a pact with the queen that they would never disturb the peace of the dream country. And they did, and they stayed quietly in a quiet corner after that. In fact, almost all of these people never speak, and some of them can't hear sounds, and at first there are dreamy tapirs who come to them out of curiosity, only to find that these people are as rigid as stones, and have no way to communicate.

It turned out that three thousand years ago they began to lose their hearing, Chu Xiqing thought that this should be after the era of Kolo, the story is not over, one day those silent people disappeared, leaving only a jade flute in the same place, some people remembered that they came on the day they seemed to have heard the sound of the flute in the dark clouds, the queen at that time saw it and determined that the jade flute was the treasure that lifted the dream enchantment, this jade flute contained huge energy and was left as a thank you gift. The Pang Demon people walked very quietly, there was no weird weather, and the place where they lived was cleaned up, as if they had never been there.

"The Pang Demon Clan is a clan that knows how to repay gratitude." This is Yang Ruo's evaluation of them.

As far as Chu Xiqing, who has watched the life of the Pang Demon Clan, she knows very well that it is a race with feelings, and it is not as rigid as a stone, where have they gone, and do they still exist now?

"Let's go, I'll take you to see the martial arts." Yang Ruo arranged the itinerary.