Yun Qianyu sat down at the familiar computer desk and clicked on a forum that was often mixed.

In an instant, it was as if he was back in the room he had once known.

It's a pity that there is not a single post on the forum, reminding him that this is still a dream.

Because he thinks about it day by day, he dreams at night.

This kind of scene is not uncommon in the past ten years.

There was even a time when he often dreamed about his life in the previous world, and the dreams were so real that he thought he was going back again, but when he woke up, it was still this fucking world.

At that time, he had only crossed over for a long time.

Later, he rarely dreamed of the previous world, maybe his mood changed, or maybe he knew that he really couldn't go back.

Yun Qianyu looked at the message in the upper right corner of the forum, where there was a red prompt of 1, indicating that someone had sent him a message.

He didn't click on it for a long time, because he was afraid that it would be a message that would bring back some memories that he had been so hard to suppress.

In his previous world, he had relatives and friends, and more than ten years have passed, and he deliberately does not recall these things.

As long as there is no real forgetfulness, how can it be truly free and easy to forget the joys, sorrows and sorrows of the past 30 years.

But he still clicked on the message, because he found that he had indeed not dreamed of things from the previous world for too long, and there was nothing wrong with recalling it occasionally.

After clicking on that message, I saw,

'Princess Zhenhai of the East China Sea is waiting for you to answer: Nezha has come to the world, and he will come to the sea in a few years, as the princess of the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, how to deal with the big guy behind Nezha?'

Yun Qianyu smiled, "This kind of question, it really looks like I'll figure it out, is this self-entertainment?"

He used to like to study these things, to bring himself into the various characters in the novel, to solve some problems, and even had the idea of writing a novel, but then gave up.

Because he found that having ideas and writing about imaginary things are really two different things.

So he decided to be a dog-headed military advisor and give ideas to a friend he knew who was writing novels.

Then the friend said, "Get out, you're finding fault and lifting the bar, come and come, the pen will give you, you will write."

So he decided to make poisonous chicken soup for people on the Internet incognito, and came up with a bad idea.

He started answering questions on the computer,

Brain Hole Real People: Thank you for the invitation, people are in the world of cultivating immortals, and they have just become immortals......

I don't know how long it took, the dazzling sunlight shone into Yun Qianyu's eyes, and he slowly woke up.

Sleeping on the bed, he put one hand on his forehead, shielded from the harsh sunlight.

He's still a little unconscious, and he drank a little too much from last night's wine.

Yun Qianyu gradually came to his senses, "Last night, I had some messy dreams, it seems that I dreamed of things from before......"

He roughly remembered last night's dream, but the details were blurred.

This is the case most of the time in dreams, when you feel like you can remember everything, even the numbers of the jackpot.

But when I woke up, I didn't remember anything.

Yun Qianyu smashed his mouth, and from the sunlight that came in from the window where he forgot to draw the curtains, he knew that it was already noon at this time.

His mouth was a little bitter, but fortunately, the ingredients for the high-grade wine he brewed were real, and he didn't start, but he was a little thirsty.

Looking back, I don't know if I drank a whole pot of wine yesterday because I was happy or because of something.

"Maybe it's just remembering the past, so I dream at night. By the way, it seems that I still dreamed of booing everywhere......"

He quickly got up and went to the bathroom.

Generally, when you dream of going to the toilet, you must be suffocating, and if you are a child, you may wet the bed.

Yun Qianyu, who finished going to the toilet, was in a little depressed mood.

Every time he thinks of the past, he will feel a little agitated, whether it is missing the people and things in the past, or lingering on some things after the crossing, he will feel a little sad anyway.

After washing, he didn't go to get food, but came to the study on the second floor and spread out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

There are many calligraphy and paintings in the study, all of which are made by him.

His calligraphy and paintings are very popular among some urbane people in Yuanhe City, or those who pretend to be elegant.

He picked up the brush, concentrated, and wrote a static character.

After writing three static words in a row, his heart finally calmed down.

Then, a poem leaped onto the page,

'Don't be frightened, watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court; ’

This is a poem he liked very much in his previous life, and he always wanted to reach this state in his previous life, maybe because he was too worried, maybe because the burden was too heavy, and he didn't do it.

And in this life, there is not too much concern, and there is no goal and direction of effort, but I think that I have almost done it.

He has traveled abroad for more than ten years, and it is not that he has not met like-minded friends and like-minded celebrities.

Maybe it's because he looks handsome and dusty on the outside, and he is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, and people who know him for the first time will think that he is the darling of heaven.

Therefore, some talented people often come to take the initiative to make friends.

It's a pity that when the test results came out, everything was shattered, and he was just a mortal who couldn't practice after all, and those so-called confidants entered the cultivation sect one after another, and they were destined to achieve extraordinary.

The difference between mortals and monks is even greater than any identity gap in his previous life, so he doesn't think that this life will have any intersection with the people and things that he has traveled for more than ten years.

He saw it, was free and easy, and finally knew what it was, pampered and not surprised, and had no intention of staying.

Yun Qianyu looked at her works with satisfaction, and was also satisfied with her state of mind at this time.

He became happy again and stretched, "It's another beautiful day, how can you waste it, open a shop and go to ......"

I went downstairs and came to the backyard, ready to get myself something to eat first, when I saw the donkey still lying in the shed.

If it weren't for the donkey's loud snoring and undulating belly, he would have thought this guy was drunk.

Yun Qianyu shook her head and was speechless, "Foolish, the amount of alcohol is really bad enough, a glass of wine is drunk like this, your master and I drank more than two catties last night." ”

He is still very confident in his own drinking, especially compared to the ordinary people in this world who have hardly drunk high alcohol, it is simply a lot.

He still remembers that once when he was happy, he drank with Zhao Yuanwai and a few other regular customers who often came, and all seven or eight people at a table were drunk by him.

But there are cultivators in this world, and in his opinion, cultivators should not get drunk, after all, cultivation is the evolution of life, and physical fitness and even longevity will be greatly improved.

As a mortal, no matter how good the amount of alcohol is, it is impossible to drink more than a cultivator whose life form has begun to be different.

However, he had never drunk with a cultivator, and he didn't know if that was the case.

At this time, the donkey woke up with blinking eyes, full of confusion, shaking his head, and looking like he was waking up from a hangover.

Yun Qianyu looked funny and laughed, "Tell you that this wine is brewed by myself, the degree is high, you still don't believe it, but maybe you don't understand what the degree is, now you know it's amazing, next time you dare to be greedy, haha......"

Saying that, he didn't pay attention to the donkey, and went to get food.