Zhao Xiaowen's dream is definitely not an ordinary person's dream, the cat spirit Hei Hei said that her dream is a realm.

Is it possible to transcend the dreamer's cognition and link to the real world, where the past and the future can be known?

Another thing I wonder is why Huang Teng is here?

Zhao Xiaowen's original intention was to design two mazes, one to charm Li Damin and the other to solve the bell. On the contrary, I think that if it is more reasonable for Huang Teng's story background to appear in Li Damin's labyrinth, why does it appear here in Jieling?

It's really unthinkable and incredible.

At this moment, Huang Teng offered and prayed to the white cocoon, and when he stood up, there was a pool of blood on his kneeling, and his severed fingers flowed out.

He endured the pain and came to the god table, reached into the incense burner with his left hand, and grabbed a large handful of incense ashes. This man was so fierce that he pasted all the ashes on the wound on the severed finger of his right hand.

Huang Teng threw his head back and screamed heavily, his forehead covered with beads of sweat the size of soybeans.

He slowly raised his right hand, looking at the wound that had been made a mess by incense ash and blood, and a miserable smile slowly appeared on his face. Enduring the pain, he picked up the severed little finger, carefully placed it in front of the calloon, hung his head and muttered a prayer.

After a short time, he raised his head, his eyes bursting with light, and he sensed something.

He pushed the door open and walked out.

As soon as Huang Teng went out, the surrounding air began to tremble again, like a fire burning. Xie Ling stood in the middle of the trembling air, his hands behind his back, his waist straight, staring at the strange white cocoon. The severed finger in front of the white cocoon stood on the table bloodily.

At this time, Huang Teng walked in with eight people, and I recognized one of them, it was Lu You. Lu You is much younger than now, he is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, and he looks even more naïve with a small beard on his lips.

These eight people were uniformly dressed in white, and they all seemed to be Huang Teng's subordinates. When they came to the Buddha hall, their eyes widened one by one, and they were all surprised when they looked at the white cocoons on the divine table.

Huang Teng didn't explain too much, but asked the eight people to sit in a circle, meditating cross-legged, holding hands with each other, the situation was very similar to the joy mandala I had done.

As soon as it was arranged, the door was kicked open, and an exotic monk walked in from the outside, extremely vicious, wearing yellow, yellow, green and green monk robes, looking a bit Southeast Asian style.

The monk smiled slyly and held a clay doll in his hand. This doll is extremely rough in workmanship, and the eyebrows and eyes are drawn with a red pen, which is scary to look at.

The monk slowly said in impure Chinese: "Huang Teng, I have been chasing you for several years, and finally let me find you." It's useless for you to put down any Chinese formations, my baby will kill you! ”

Huang Teng's face was a little pale, and he walked into the center of the circle surrounded by all the people in white, and said: "Nacha, I only fight with you this time, life and death are in the sky, and wealth is in the sky, don't pester me again in the future!" ”

I saw it on the side, Huang Teng was so entangled at the beginning, and kept praying for the white cocoon, saying that he had reached the crossroads of life, and it was probably the exotic monk in front of him. The monk clearly wanted his life.

The monk sat on the ground, set up the clay dolls, and muttered words in his mouth. The room was originally quite bright, but suddenly the light dimmed, as if it had entered the night.

Huang Teng was like a great enemy, knowing that the situation was not good, he looked at the little fingers enshrined on the divine table, muttered a mantra, and the eight white-clothed people who were protecting him on the periphery fell into a kind of foggy stupor.

The little finger actually flew up from the divine table and fell into Huang Teng's hand out of thin air. Huang Teng put his little finger on the ground, then sat on the ground and began to settle down.

The monk sneered and kept circling the head of the clay doll with his hands.

I could only see such a scene, but I knew that they were fighting, and I couldn't see the spiritual surge behind the spell. I wanted to use the psychic bracelet to see it, but forget it, this ghost place is weird and evil, and besides, how they fight has nothing to do with me, so why bother to go to see it.

The ending of this fight, you can make it clear if you think about it with your toes, it must be Huang Teng winning.

He is now so big that his learning institution is open, his disciples are innumerable, and he is proud of the spring breeze, and he must have won a big victory at the crossroads of his life this time.

Sure enough, as I thought, they fought for about ten minutes, and the monk suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Huang Teng as if he was incredible.

Huang Teng didn't look at him, knowing that he had won, the corners of his mouth smiled slightly, only to hear a loud "click", and the clay doll in front of the monk actually exploded!

The monk screamed, spurted blood from his mouth, flew out of thin air more than two meters, and slammed into the door. Covering his chest with his hands, his face was as sallow as paper, and blood was dripping down the corners of his mouth.

Huang Teng then said: "Nacha, you lost today, I hope you will keep your word, the grievances between us are over, don't bother me in the future, otherwise I will be a killer!" ”

Nacha slowly stood up against the wall, and was about to leave, when Huang Teng shouted from behind: "Clean up your rags and take them away, no one wants them." ”

On the ground was a pile of fragments of clay dolls, and out of these fragments rolled out a black and slimy baby corpse, no more than the length of two slaps of an adult, the dried corpse was face down, and the back was oozing blood stains, which should have appeared just now, and it had a red string wrapped around its waist.

Nacha walked back slowly, spread his coat, and put the debris and debris on the ground into the bag with his hands. The monk worked very slowly, vomiting blood while doing it, and Huang Teng and the eight white-clothed apprentices were watching there.

Nacha finally packed up, clutched his chest and walked out of the door and out of the room.

As soon as he left, Huang Teng's face immediately changed, both relieved and deeply tired. One of the eight white-clothed men was also very uncomfortable, and one of them said, "Master, how do I feel so tired, my body feels like it has been hollowed out. ”

Huang Teng comforted a few words, saying that this was all the reason for the fighting method, and asked them to go back and rest early. When everyone left, Huang Teng picked up the little finger on the ground, looked at the huge white cocoon again, and slowly smiled at the corner of his mouth.

The air starts to shake like it burns, and I understand the pattern, and the air shakes indicate that the scene is changing. I and I could only be trapped in this room, and all I saw were scenes that occurred in different time courses.

I suddenly understood the meaning of this labyrinth, and if I wanted to crack this labyrinth, should I break the timeline of this room?

Xie Ling did not have the slightest desire to crack it, he has been a bystander, silently observing everything that happens in the room, without interference or impact. I watched him silently from the side. This is called the praying mantis catching cicadas and the yellow finch is behind.

The scene of the room changed again, Huang Teng, in the name of his disciples, called those apprentices sometimes alone, sometimes several people came in together, all in the posture of a joyful mandala, and Huang Teng sat in the middle of them.

After every teaching, these people in white shouted tiredness and tiredness, and their bodies seemed to be hollowed out, but Huang Teng's spirit was getting better and better.

Once, when the eight of their apprentices collectively began to form a circle again, I couldn't help it anymore and contacted the psychic bracelet to visualize the scene. The Psychic Bracelet allows me to see the surge of spiritual energy, which can visualize the agitation of the aura.

I was stunned when I saw it.

Eight people sat on the ground hand in hand, closing their eyes, Huang Teng was in the center of the circle, and the little finger was placed in front of him. With the help of the psychic bracelet, I saw such a strange scene, the little finger actually grew into a large tree, and the tree bears a strange fruit, similar to a purple egg, which is very large. The purple fruit suddenly fell, and a person crawled out of it.

Seeing this scene, I almost came out of my vision, and every pore of my body was emitting cold.

I remember that when Li Damin and I were still in the purple class, under the guidance of Teacher Ah Fang, all the members of the purple class did a joy mandala. At that time, I also used the psychic bracelet to visualize the scene, and the scene was exactly the same as what I am looking at now, it was also a purple fruit, giving birth to a strange person.

At this time, the strange man was short and small, and walked in front of everyone. The aura of the eight white-clothed men was all in the form of trees, and some of them were already full of fruits. The strange man walks up to a tree and reaches out to pick a fruit, sometimes eating several in a row if one is not enough. Turning around, he came to a tree, which had no fruit, and was bare, and the strange man was so angry that he flew out with one foot, and the tree was uprooted and fell heavily into the dust.

I was shocked from my vision when I heard a scream, and when I looked up, I saw a man in white falling to the ground, trembling as if he had a convulsion.

There was chaos in the house, and Huang Teng looked at it coldly, without the slightest compassion. I know that this man in white is the one who was uprooted by the strange man just now.

The air shook, and the scene began to change again. Everything in front of you disappears, and new scenes appear.

Huang Teng called the young Lu You over and told him that the senior brothers in front of him were either injured or left, and some rebelled and betrayed the master, so Huang Teng wanted to promote Lu You to the eldest disciple.

Lu You trembled with excitement, his face turned red, and asked, Master can be your eldest disciple, will I also have the opportunity to come into contact with this divine object in the future.

He pointed to the white cocoon on the throne.

Huang Teng smiled very thiefly, "What, I'm worried about it now?" ”