The wandering singer has traveled to countless cities and met all kinds of people. The daily income is very different, but it is rare to meet a bosom friend who throws a hundred-dollar bill when he throws a shot.

At this time, he was happy. However, happiness is always short-lived.

"Sing it again"...

When the singer sings the same song for the fifth time, the whole person is not very good.

It's not that a hundred yuan isn't worth singing five times, art, it can't be measured by money, right?

However, this young lady, no matter how good she is, she doesn't loop with vocal singles!

The wandering singer looked at the 'bosom friend' in front of him helplessly, and said in his heart that you like to listen to it, go home and upload it on the computer, and listen to it 500 times. Are you sure you're here to cheer on, not to smash the show?

"Sangxia, Sangxia. Bai Suli couldn't stand it anymore, so she stepped forward and hugged her and dragged her into the crowd.

"Oh, let go, what are you dragging me for... Yikes..."

The wandering singer looked at the girl who had dragged the 'bosom friend' away with grateful eyes, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. It's so dangerous, and his singing career was almost ruined.

Qiao Ziye and Meng Yi followed behind them with their hands and their faces, speechless to the extreme.

After leaving the scope of the sad singer's performance, Sang Xia quickly integrated into the bustling night market again.

"Hey, what is this? Does he know how to do tricks?" asked an old man who was pointing to a candy blower.

Someone in the crowd laughed, and the person who was being laughed at had no idea at all. He straightened his neck and watched without blinking his eyes as the old man blew a cloud of amber liquid into the shape of a translucent small animal.

"Wow!" Sang Xia clapped his hands as he learned from the applause of the passers-by at the singer's place earlier, "It's amazing, this spell is good." ”

"Hahaha..."The crowd of onlookers burst into laughter again.

Midnight and Meng Yi walked to the corner on the side, not wanting to get too close to this fool. Even the children are laughing at her, they don't want to be implicated and ridiculed.

The old man who blows the candy sticks the finished product into the wooden frame and says to Sang Xia with a smile: "Female doll, this is called the candy blower, which is an intangible cultural heritage, not a trick. ”

Sang Xia was energetic, "Oh, it's not a trick." So, what kind of spell is it?"

The old man laughed with a wrinkled face, and continued to blow another cloud of liquid.

Sang Xia tilted his head to see him blow out the shape of a translucent small animal, thought for a while, and said, "Your spell doesn't look like it, Bai Suli, you see, isn't it like it, or is it more like the bird I made in my dream... Hmm..."

Su'er's face turned green, and she immediately covered her mouth again and dragged her out of the crowd.

Su'er stared at her seriously, and said seriously: "You can't say those things in the human world, including everyone in Fusu, things that are different from ordinary people, you can't say them, understand?"

"Okay, got it. ”

Looking at her mouthful of marshmallows, Su'er couldn't be sure if she really understood what she was saying.

Fortunately, although the hustle and bustle of January has passed, there is no shortage of people walking around the night market. It can't be said that it is crowded with people, but it is also full of tourists. During this period, there are many tourists holding cameras and constantly taking pictures of the antique street scenes.

Fortunately, there were many people and it was bustling, and no one paid attention to Sang Xia's words.

Leaving the candy man shop, everyone thought to themselves that they really couldn't make any more moths. It's really a centuries-old face, and it's all lost...

Just when everyone was worried, they watched her take the last bite of the marshmallow, and then rushed into the middle of the night market's many stalls, shouting, "Ah, ah, it's good to be free." Hahaha..."

Su'er and Midnight hurriedly covered their faces with their hands. This time, even Su'er didn't want to deal with that fool anymore.

Lost all the way from the street, and his body was full of eyeballs. It's not the kind of eyes that Fusu admires by women, it's all Chiguo's contempt and disgust...

Passers-by really looked at the 'neurotic' with the eyes of a fool, which kind of psychosis was released?!!

Meng Yi wordlessly stepped forward and grabbed her and dragged her out, "If you are so disobedient again, go home now." ”

"Let go. Believe it or not, I'm beating you. Sang Xia gave him a cold look.

For some reason, Meng Yi felt a little infiltrated, and subconsciously let go of his hand.

As a result, as soon as the hand was released, Sang Xia ran away again with a smile on his face.

Visiting a night market is like marching and fighting. After a group of people returned to Runlu, they were all tired, and they collapsed on the sofa and looked at Sangxia who had bought a lot of inexplicable things.

Fusu was speechless all the way, always coiling in his heart with the smile that used to be her.

She held his hand in the dark night, heard him say that he had been to a concert, and she also stopped on the street to listen to the singer in the distance, but the rare night tour ended in a hurry because she met the ghost of Rena...

The doppelganger was right, she was free, and he deprived her of her freedom all his life.

Sang Xia came to this beautiful city, but he could only have two points and one line on the company, like a trapped deer.

Occasionally taking her on a trip, he was as excited as a prisoner released from a cage.

Although it was not very appropriate to think so, although she had never really complained that he would not let her go free. But at this time, Fusu felt a little regretful in his heart, he hadn't had time to take her to see more scenery and more beautiful rivers and mountains...

It was once said that it is better to die than to be free.

What a value freedom is? But he really couldn't give her freedom, he couldn't bear the pain of losing her anymore.

If she didn't wake up, he would be guarding her and accompanying her in the woods.

As long as Midnight and the others are safe, he will never leave the woodland.

But when she woke up, he would guard her.

Anymore, again, nothing can happen to her.

Actually, aren't all living beings like this? They are born to be free, but they are shackled to the cage of life all their lives.

How many people want greater freedom and work hard, but in the end they can really get free?

Ordinary people, not to mention struggling to survive, voluntarily give up their freedom in order to live a better life.

It's not because people like to be constrained and controlled, that there is no real freedom in this world.

This was true 2,000 years ago, and it will be the same 2,000 years later. Probably not much will change in the future.

The world without restraint is terrible!

And he is her restraint.

In order for her to live, he can only become her restraint!

"Bai Suli. Sang Xia shouted as she fiddled with a bunch of things on the dining table, and Su'er, who was lying on the sofa, was resting with her eyes closed, and turned her head to look at the sound.

"Come here. ”

This Sanxia, speaking is always so direct without any emotion.

It's not a command, it's not an order, it's a very pure expression. It doesn't sound very uncomfortable, but it's also a little weird.

Su'er walked over, "What's the matter?"

"For you. Sang Xia didn't raise his head and was still tidying up, holding one hand up.

Su'er looked at it suspiciously, it was a hair ring with pink crystals, and two strands of dark green silk one finger long, small and delicate.

Su'er ......

I don't understand why she suddenly gave herself a hair loop. Before he could ask, Sang Xia shouted without raising his head, "Qiao midnight." ”

Midnight walked over to look at Su'er with a blank face, and the two exchanged glances.

Midnight: What's the situation?

Su'er: I don't know.

"Yours. Midnight took a U-shaped cushion from Sanxia's hand.

Midnight......

Next is Meng Yi who received a wallet made of denim, and then there was no then...

Fusu didn't care why he wasn't named, Sang Xia explained first, "I looked at the pieces of paper she posted on the desk, these are what she wants to give you." ”

Everyone understood who 'she' was referring to, and they were silent and didn't know how to respond.

"Now that I've used this body for the time being, let's fulfill her wish.

Although I don't owe her anything, it's because of her that I can come to this world to see.

Oh, don't look at me like that. ”

The three of them, who were originally like having finished a battle, suddenly disappeared in resentment, and there was a thin layer of mist in the eyes of the three pairs.

It's not that they are susceptible, no one thought that this completely different Sangxia would have such a delicate side.

In just a few days of contact, her ignorance of the world, and her words and deeds that made everyone crazy left a not very good impression on her.

Although it is not annoying, but in the comparison before and after, this Sangxia is really uncute.

Coming so suddenly was indeed unexpected, and it also made them suddenly realize a problem, she also has thoughts, consciousness, and the ability to act independently.

She is not that Sangxia, how can they impose their obsession with the original Sangxia on her?

"Who's that. She looked at Fusu, who was standing by the fireplace, and said a little embarrassedly, "There are so many things she wants to give you, and I don't know which one to buy." And, after buying these things, my money is gone. ”

Fusu rarely smiled at her and shook his head, "It's okay, I have a heart." Thank you. ”

He didn't care, what he was thinking at this time was that she should hurry up and add a room to sleep.

"Sang, Sanxia, that, thank you. Meng Yi humbly clutched the wallet in his hand and thanked him mumbly.

"Hey, what a big deal. You cook for me every day, and I should say thank you to you. Sang Xia stood up and patted Meng Yi on the shoulder proudly, turned around and walked up the stairs.

Fusu glanced at Su'er, and the four of them sat down in the living room. Just wait for the upstairs to stop and explore the dream.

In the dark night, the four ghost figures quietly leaned down in front of the door, listened carefully to the movement inside, and after confirming that there was no movement, they pushed the door into the room.

Su'er did not choose to dream physically, but to drive the spiritual consciousness to escape.

The clouds and mountains are foggy, and the smoke and waves are vast.

The thin purple is in the white white, an empty and strange woodland that has never been seen;

There was a huge full moon hanging in the sky, the sound of water in the distance, and the light laughter wandering in the wind in the distance;

Under the moon, the surrounding tall trees stand towering in the sky, and the branches and leaves are so dense that they are rare in the world;

And such a rare giant tree grows in patches in this space;

The tree web woven by branches and green leaves is like a big bed hanging in the air, the white flowers bloom as if dancing in the wind, and a broken jade in the cluster of flowers exudes a hazy glow...

Countless fluorescent lights floated in from all directions, surrounding Su'er in the middle.

"Who are you, who are you?"

"Where are you from?"

"Can you sing?"

"Do you know how to dance?"

"Tree bride, tree bride, how have you changed"...

The fluorescent light was close to her eyes, and Su'er saw clearly that the fluorescent light was emitted from this group of cute creatures with small transparent wings.

It's like the elf that Fusu said...

In the distance, a white bird dragging a long white wave of air flew over quickly. Hovering over the tree bed, it fell in a short time, its claws grasping at the branches, crooked the bird's head and purring and making a sound, and two birds the size of mung beans looked at her...

Su'er was very strange.

Why did Sanxia's dream change again?

It's no longer the five gates to the world of the dead, and there's no Oda Stream, where is it?

Just as he was wondering, he heard a voice sound, "Bu Feng." ”

Before the sound fell, the white bird spread its long wings and flew up.

Su'er frowned, looking up in the direction of the white bird's flight.

An aqua-blue figure slowly floated down from the huge full moon.

"Sangxia!" Su'er shouted with some excitement.

The aqua blue figure floated down, sitting beside the tree bed, her legs dangling outside, and the white bird leaning affectionately against her.

Sang Xia touched the white bird's head and turned his head to look at Su'er, "Why do you always like to come to my dreams?"

Su Er lowered her eyes in disappointment, needless to say, this was not that cute little Sangxia.

Don't even need to say a word, just by looking at her bleak expression, Su'er can already tell it.

"I just wanted to see if she would show up in her dreams. Su'er said frankly, her tone full of loss.

"Oh, I'm sorry about that. Disappointed you again. Sang Xia said this, but he didn't feel half guilty.

Su'er glanced at her and said in her heart, I don't think you feel sorry at all.

Sighing secretly, after confirming this, she no longer had any luck.

He also floated down and sat on the edge of the tree bed, looking at this beautiful place like a fairyland.

Suddenly, she felt that something was not quite right. This is a dream, but why is there such a strong aura of spiritual power in the dream?

Moreover, the spiritual power obviously did not emanate from this Sangxia.

She took a closer look at it, and was sure that she was from this fairyland.

This is even stranger!

Dreams are memories of the dreamer, or illusory in consciousness, not reality.

If it weren't for the dreamer's spiritual power, the illusion of the dream realm would not be able to have spiritual power.

But in this dream, Su'er actually felt extremely strong spiritual power.

As a night traveler for hundreds of years, Su'er has never felt such a vigorous and endless spiritual power anywhere in the world.

So, is this a dream? or reality?