"Ah!!h

I screamed and sat up violently! I tried to focus my pupils, and beads of sweat dripping down my cheeks.

It turned out to be a nightmare. I breathed a sigh of relief, it was still dark outside, and I didn't know what time it was, so I exhausted all my strength and lay down again.

"It was all a dream." Although it was a dream, the name of the ingot daughter has always lingered in my mind, and I lay on the bed, the book "The Secret Art of Lotu" is still quiet next to my pillow.

I smiled faintly, even the fragment of not being able to sleep and get up to read a book is part of the dream, which is also too real. I've been a little nervous lately, so I picked up the book and held it up in front of my eyes, and the four big gold dust characters were still so eye-catching.

Well?

It seems that something is wrong, did I sleep without turning off the light? On the table not far away, the candle was still shining, and the faint flame illuminated a large area.

At this time, I was completely sleepy, and it was a waste of time to lie down, so I simply got up and went down to the ground with the book, came to sit next to the candle flame, leaned my back on the desk, chose a more comfortable position, and continued to open the book.

"The golden man is boyo, red and close to the heart, is it not the search of Heran, and Kun is also like the top of Changlang. Left and right draped, east and west open, the south can enter the pickaxe, the north Huan can remove the wall. ”

Reading and reading, I found many different places from before, the words that were originally obscure and difficult to understand are not taught today, I put down the book, closed my eyes and thought about it.

I found that the content of the first half of the book was different and clear. I was overjoyed, and at this rate, it was only a matter of time before the entire book was memorized.

Discovering my superpowers, I hurriedly struck while the iron was hot and continued to read, but the moment I picked up the book, my stomach suddenly turned over, and it hurt incomparably!

I snapped and dropped the book on the ground,

"Ah!!h

I screamed and rolled on the ground with my stomach clutched, as if a long knife was stirring around my internal organs, displacing the entire internal organs.

At this time, I suddenly remembered what the second brother gave me to drink in my dream! Oh my God, something you don't dream about can come true! Thinking of this, I quickly leaned down, stretched out two fingers and stuffed them into my throat, and pressed frantically.

I want to pull out what I drank in my dream! But my thoughts are too naïve, dreams are dreams, and what I drink in a dream, how can I vomit it in reality.

I retched a few times to no avail, and the pain in my abdomen was unbearable, "No, it must hurt to death if it goes on like this!" ”

I struggled to get up and was about to run out for help, but just as I straightened my back, "Wow!! He spat out a lot of sour water.

I saw the results! "Wow... "I retched four or five times, but I didn't see any more sour water, and just when I felt the pain in my stomach lessen, I suddenly felt something crawling on top of my esophagus!!

And it's going down, straight to my stomach! Could it be that I ate some bug when I was dreaming? I quickly picked at it a few more times until the little guy in my throat struggled to get it in my mouth!

I slammed my spat on the ground, "Smack." ”

Saliva mixed with half-dead bugs were all spit out. I sat down on the ground with a snort, the unbearable pain that had just sent chills down my spine and made me feel weak.

After gasping for breath for a while, and regaining some strength, I was going to go and see what kind of bug it was, so I picked up the teacup on the table as a weapon and tiptoed over.

I saw that in that pool of saliva, mixed with a small black beetle, the whole body was dark, exuding a faint green light,

"Is it a firefly?"

I shook my head at the thought of fireflies. Although I haven't seen it, I have heard from the older generation that there is a kind of insect in the southern Xinjiang region that is full of fire, this kind of insect likes humidity and heat, and can only be seen in summer. There is little rain in this Hanzhong, and it is in the mountains, how can there be fireflies.

The insect was long and flat, with a flat front and back plate that covered the head. The head is small, supported outwards by two long antennae, six small legs, and no wings.

I grew up in the countryside, and I've never seen such a strange bug. I'm going to cover it with a tea cup and show it to Master and Brother Ming early tomorrow morning.

I put on a posture to catch the grasshopper, and as soon as I stretched out my hand, the dead insect suddenly turned over, and I was frightened, and hurriedly jumped back, and the wingless back of the insect revealed a pattern similar to the shape of a skull?!!

Just as I was about to take a closer look, the bug jumped up and went straight to my nostrils! I turned sideways to dodge but it was too late, so I felt like I had taken a snot and hissed and it succeeded.

......

......

"Ah!!h

I sat up violently! I found that everything around me had changed again, the sky had just been slightly bright, and a few halos of light shone into the room, I wiped the cold sweat on my head, hugged my legs gloomily, and planned to calm down, when a voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

"Apprentice, what's wrong?"

"Ahh

I was startled by the sudden sound again! I didn't fall off the wooden couch.

In a blink of an eye, it turned out to be a real person in Qingyang!

I'm really scared this time... Even now I couldn't tell if it was a dream or reality, I looked at him blankly, and found that he hadn't turned into a rakshasa ghost or anything like that, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

This old man sometimes really gives me a great sense of security.

"Nightmares?" His voice was very gentle, like a kind elder, which made my heart completely let go, and my body stopped trembling, I swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked.

"Master, why are you here?"

Qingyang Zhenren smiled slightly, "Hehe, you stupid boy, I sat next to you and read, and you fell asleep, I saw that you slept sweetly, so I didn't bother you, who knew that you still had nightmares." ”

My body was a little hot, I threw the cold quilt aside, and suddenly found that my pants and wooden couch were actually wet! My mother, this time it's embarrassing, fifteen or sixteen years old and scared by nightmares to wet the bed! Master Ming'er grinned, it is estimated that everyone in the entire Taoist Temple must know!

I remembered that when the second brother came over in my dream... My lower body was hot, but I didn't expect it to be bedwetting, damn it.

When the master saw my embarrassment, he smiled again, and he didn't say anything, but the topic changed and talked about "The Secret Art of Lotu".

"You can put this book away for the time being, you can study it when you have nothing to do, there is great wisdom in it, when you understand it, come to find a teacher, and we will discuss it with each other."

How do I think he seems to have said this, it seems that this dream is a bit strange, the dream in the dream is the first time I have encountered it when I grow so big, and it is very real, I secretly plan to ask him.

"Master, aren't you curious, what dreams did I have?"

"Hehehe, dream bubbles are imaginative, and it's okay to go to the sky and the earth occasionally, why be so serious."

I'm right to think about it, but I remember the name of the ingot daughter too clearly, and it doesn't seem like nothing at all, and I don't feel solid without asking.

"Master, have you ever heard of the name Ingot Daughter?"

Qingyang Zhenren's expression was obviously stunned, and he said, "How do you know him?" ”

I replied truthfully, "It was the man in the dream who told me, and he said that the ingot daughter still owes him a promise." ”

Qingyang Zhenren sighed slightly, his originally bright eyes dimmed a little, put down the book in his hand, stood up, and said with his back to me.

"He is a descendant of the Tomb Sect, a master of tomb robbing, and a hard-working man..."I heard his voice tremble a little, and I wanted to sit up and comfort him a few words, but he didn't finish his words.

"That's it, I have to talk about this matter again, let's read the book first."

With that, he got up and walked out, and in the dark corner that no one could see, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Qingyang Zhenren's mouth.

PS: At the suggestion of readers and editors, the dialogue will be written in vernacular in the future, and the classical Chinese looks too tiring. Starting tomorrow, three consecutive days of 10,000 words update, please support most of the readers, thank you.