Chapter 1 A grumpy girl who lives in an old house

When Luo Hui was sweating profusely and running around looking for Building 10, the strange woman in the mouth of the old beggar who was "not as good-tempered as me", no, should be called a dream master, ink dye, that is, this girl My son is half-lying on the sofa, holding a burning cigarette in one hand and talking about the phone in the other.

"How many times have I said it, I don't want to go back to see that dead old ghost!" I leaned up halfway, shook the ash that was about to fall into the ashtray on the table, and said in a very impatient tone: "It's not a good thing to go back every time, and that old ghost asks me to buy roast goose for him every time, and a roast goose is almost enough to catch up with the cost of my dream once, and I can't even take care of eating by myself, where can I get so much money to buy him a roast goose!" ”

"Ouch, my little junior sister, you don't know, that old ghost is like this, he is not interested in drinking and gambling, and there is only one left to eat, as a man, if he has no hobby, what is the difference between it and salted fish?" The voice of a grinning man on the other end of the phone was light and lively, as if he was very young. He is my eldest brother, An Lan, although his voice sounds young, he is also a pseudo-uncle who is nearly 30 years old, although he can't see it on the surface. When we first met, I laughed at him for a whole day for his girl-like name, and as a result, this thing was able to take the stalk that I fainted from the first dream and talked to several other senior brothers for a whole year, which is really a grudge. Just because he has a big mouth and talks everywhere, every senior brother who has harmed me comes to laugh at me, and I don't have any good impression of him.

"Salted fish? Isn't he just an old stinky salted fish? It's still the kind that has been stinking for hundreds of years! I took a puff of my cigarette, spat out a smoke ring, and said impatiently, "I'm not going anyway!" You're going to go alone! ”

"But the master seems to have something very important in his old man's house, and he has to go back! Oh, little sister~~ You just go with my brother! We haven't seen each other for almost half a year, right~ Don't you miss me? ”

"I miss you big-headed ghost!" I frantically puffed out the butt of my cigarette and lit it again: "What does it matter to him?" It's nothing more than forcing me to go back and inherit his mantle! ”

"It doesn't seem like this time! Oh, you're just going, I'm bored, isn't it? In this way, as long as you go back with me, how about the senior brother who will contract you to buy cigarettes for a year? ”

"Two years!" I shook the ash of my cigarette and unceremoniously bargained: "I also want to add a good golden osmanthus spirit wine!" Ten altars! ”

"Do you want my life? My eldest lady! An Lan wailed: "The golden osmanthus is only available in August, and the osmanthus yield of my osmanthus tree in a month is enough to brew five altars, you want ten altars, where can I go to brew ten altars for you?" Besides, that thing is not boiled water, do you know how much spiritual power it costs me to do it once? No, I'll give you an altar at most! ”

"Santan, otherwise you don't have to talk about going back!" As I spoke, I was about to pinch the phone.

"Wow~~~~~ little junior sister, you are so ruthless! You're going to kill me! The wailing on the other side of the phone became louder and louder, so I had to take the phone away from my ear and yell at the phone: "My eardrum is going to burst!" I already have enough face for you in the three altars, do you love to agree or not! ”

"I ........." I wanted to say something on the other side of the phone, but the next second I interrupted coldly: "I have a guest coming, remember, three jars of wine, a year's cigarette money, if I don't see your money when I'm done, and the mailing number is sent, you don't want me to go back with you!" Without waiting for an answer from the other side of the phone, he pinched off the phone.

"Hey! Ay! Little sister! This An Lan fed twice, and saw that there was indeed no sound, so she had to hang up the phone helplessly, thought about it, picked up the mobile phone and clicked on Alipay, turned 12,000 in pain, looked at the second over there, and couldn't help cursing: "Pump, Nanjing 95 is a pack of 100 yuan, a piece is 1000, 10,000 for you, see if you can't die!" When he was cursing, WeChat ding, he clicked on the new message and looked: "Thank you, brother, I will buy the ticket after I finish the matter, if nothing else, I will come to you at 8 o'clock tomorrow night, drive to pick me up, remember to be the most stylish!" ”

An Lan rolled her eyes at the information and replied, "I know my little aunt and grandmother!" After thinking about it, he said: "I won't send the three jars of wine, the recent black cat express is easy to break things, many people have gone to their company to make trouble, wait for you to come, I will accompany you to have a good drink, and then load 2 big gourds for you to go back, how about it?" ”

"Okay" I replied with one word, and then there was no follow-up.

"Alas, this time I'm going to bleed again." An Lan sighed and made a call: "Hey, master?" Well, I told her okay, I'll meet her first, and then go with him to find you, okay, okay, be sure to bring your favorite roast goose! ”

After hanging up the phone, An Lan straightened the collar of her suit, took her wallet, walked out of the office, and smiled and invited the beautiful secretary sitting at the door: "Xiao Jiang, go, this boss invites you to dinner!" "Really?" The cutie called Xiao Jiang was pleasantly surprised. "Really, when did your boss and I ever deceive someone?" "Hey, Boss An, you're so good~" Xiao Jiang turned off the computer as he spoke, walked to his side, An Lan motioned for her to hold herself, and when she held on, she walked directly to the private elevator................

I hung up the phone, grabbed my hair, and went back to my bedroom, where I heard a knock on the door as soon as I got dressed.

"Here we go!" I tied the last belt knot and muttered, "This dress is really hard to wear, but fortunately, I like Hanfu, and this dress is exquisitely made, otherwise I would really want to lose this dress!" So he went to open the door, and standing at the door was Luo Hui, who had finally found 10 buildings and climbed to the fourth floor.

I frowned at his beard, frowned, then turned around and moved in, "Come in!" The little son of the Luo family. ”

"You know me?" Luo Hui stepped into the door, I pushed open the door of the study by myself, turned back to him and said, "Close the door." Luo Hui closed the door, followed me into the study, looked around, and saw a bunch of strange small ceramic bottles on the shelves on the wall, and wanted to reach out to take it.

I lit sandalwood here and said coldly: "For your next commission, I suggest that you better not touch those bottles!"

When Luo Hui heard me say this, he had to withdraw his hand silently, and when he saw me sitting down on the Taishi chair behind the pear blossom wood desk in the middle of the study, he also sat down on a chair in front of the table, looked around again and said, "Master taste......... It's so unique. ”

I took the tea set on the table, boiled a pot of water, made two cups of tea, and looked up at the room. It took me a whole month to build this house, which is similar to the classical Chinese style, and I quite like it.

"Is it unique? You mean that my house doesn't match the style of the living room outside! "I pushed him a cup of tea, after all, it was a hospitality, and the etiquette should be thorough, not to mention, the person in front of him is not small.

Luo Hui took the tea, took a sip gently, and looked at me again: "I heard that you will fall asleep, master, so I asked a lot of people before I found your address." Can ............"

"How?" I lit a cigarette, took a puff and said, "You don't think I look like a master?" ”

"No, no, I don't dare to doubt you, but you seem to be .......... a little ............... Unbelievably younger. Seemingly shocked by the coldness in my tone, Luo Hui was a little scared, and couldn't help rubbing his hands and laughing dryly.

“…………… It's okay, you're a guest, and it's your first time coming to the door, so you will inevitably have doubts about my identity. I waved my hand and said, "But I am indeed a dreamer, and I must have suffered a lot if I think you found it, let's say it!" How can I help you? ”

Hearing me say this, Luo Hui clasped his hands tightly for a while, then raised his head and stared at me and said, "I want to see my dead wife and children!" ”

"Then you should go to my third senior brother, he is good at conjuring spirits." I pinched out my cigarette, took a sip of the teacup, and said unhurriedly: "Luo Hui, the little son of the Luo family, has the incomparable talent of the Luo family for winemaking, whether it is ancient or modern industrialized winemaking, as long as it is guided by the little son of the Luo family, it can always brew a taste that other wineries cannot match, speaking of which, the puree that my senior brother needs to make wine is also purchased from your factory." I want to help you, but the things you have entrusted are not within my power, and I hope you will forgive me. ”

"I've already tried.........," Luo Hui lowered his head and muttered, "But your third senior brother said that people have been dead for too long, and it is no longer possible to summon spirits, so he recommended you, but he didn't give me the address......... I spent all my savings in this city for the address, and invited a lot of people to dinner, so I found out about your ....... here."

I frowned, can't the third senior brother either? He asked, "How long has it been since your wife died?" How did he die? ”

As if I touched his scar, Luo Hui lowered his head, sobbed silently a few times, wiped his sleeve indiscriminately, and then raised his head and said, "Insider........ my wife... I died the year before last, I grew up with her since childhood, I have long been in love with her, I proposed to her when she was 20 years old, and she gave birth to a daughter for me soon after marriage, our family of three was and Meimei, but the good times did not last long, her company went bankrupt when she was 28 years old, and she was unable to give birth to a son, my mother asked me to divorce her, marry the daughter of a ** high-ranking official who had close contacts with the winery, I refused, she will think about it together with her daughter, 3 years ago, when I went on a business trip to the field one day, Overnight, she was sent to an old house deep in the mountains on the side of her hometown. When I got there, I was furious when I heard the news, so I set out to look for it, but when I got there, I was told by the local villagers that just a few days before I arrived, the house suddenly caught fire...... None of them made it out............ I'm so ashamed to be a husband and a father! I know my mother can't get used to her! But I didn't take her with me on a business trip! As he spoke, he burst into tears.

I frowned, the year before last, now it's 2025, 3 years ago, that is, in 2022, but I've only been dead for 3 years, with the ability of the third senior brother, how can I not recruit the soul back?

I vaguely feel that this matter is far from being as simple as Luo Hui said, no matter whether her wife's death is man-made or non-artificial, the third senior brother, who has only been dead for 3 years, can't recruit the soul, I think I'm afraid that someone used what method to suppress it, otherwise how could the third senior brother ask him to come to me?

Thinking of this, I said, "I'm sorry for the sadness that aroused you, since the third senior brother recommended you to come over, I will take this commission." ”

"Really?" Luo Hui was excited, and couldn't help but hold my hand tightly on the table, I struggled, but I couldn't break free, although I didn't like to have physical contact with men, but because I was a guest, and I was the little son of the Luo family, or a guest recommended by the third senior brother, I had to cough softly and said: "Little boy Luo, you hurt me." ”

Luo Hui was excited, only to realize that he had pinched my hand red, and embarrassedly let go of his hand and scratched his head: "I'm sorry, I thought about finally being able to see her, and I was a little out of shape." ”

"But I have a question." I frowned and said: "People also dream, as the so-called day and night dreams, if you really love her like this, you will drink a lot of wine to anesthetize yourself until she dies, but in the past 3 years, haven't you dreamed of her once?" ”

"If I could dream of it, I wouldn't have to scatter all my possessions, just to find you." Luo Hui sighed, "It's been 3 years, don't talk about her, even shadows, I haven't dreamed of them." Then I started to have insomnia again, and I couldn't fall asleep anymore, so I started to try to get drunk to make myself fall asleep, but even if I drank too much and got drunk every day, I couldn't dream of her. ”

I frowned even more tightly when I heard this, I couldn't even dream of it, could it be that the person who suppressed her soul also sealed Luo Hui's dream? Who exactly? Could it be someone from the Yan Organization? If it was really someone from the Yan organization, then I really had to go and see the old ghost, and I was afraid that I would have to contact the third senior brother to ask about the situation at that time, but I still had to make this commission first.

Thinking of this, I took another sip of tea and said, "Okay, then let's sign the power of attorney first." "Power of attorney?" Luo Hui was puzzled, "That's it" I took out a white piece of paper from the desk drawer and put it in front of Luo Hui, he looked down and saw that the white paper read:

Dream Power of Attorney

(Please circle the options, yes circle yes, no circle no)

1. Does the client voluntarily sign this power of attorney with the entrustee? Yes No

2. Is the client willing to keep the secret of the dreamer? Yes No

3. Is the client willing to pay the corresponding price after the end of the dream? Yes No

4. No matter what you see in your dream, whether the client is willing to comply with it

Everything the dreamer confesses before falling asleep? Yes No

5. Is the client willing to accept the consequences of falling asleep? Yes No

6. Whether the client is willing to guarantee, if it does not follow after falling asleep

It is produced by the dreamer who does what he or she explains before he or she falls asleep

All the consequences and responsibilities shall be borne by the client himself? Yes No

The client personally copied the following sentence and put his fingerprint: I voluntarily signed this power of attorney, and I have clearly known the consequences of falling asleep, if any accident occurs after falling asleep, I and my family are willing to give up the right to pursue the legal responsibility of the entrusted person.

Signature of the principal (handprint):

Date of Entrustment:

When Luo Hui saw this, he couldn't help but look up and ask: "There is no problem with items 1 and 2, I want to ask, what is the cost?" What are the consequences? What else? Why is it not written on it? ”

I lit another cigarette and took a puff before I said unhurriedly: "The matter is what I want to tell you next: 1. You are not allowed to talk to your wife in your dreams, nor can you talk to your daughter. 2. You must follow me closely in your dreams, and you must not run around. 3. If your wife opens her mouth to talk to you, no matter what she says, you can't respond. 4. No matter what happens in your dreams, you must not make any sound. ”

Luo Hui nodded, indicating that he was clear, thought about it and asked, "Then what if I open my mouth, or answer?" ”

"Then you will be left in dreams forever." I let out a puff of smoke and said quietly.

"Does that mean I'm going to die?" Luo Hui asked, seemingly a little nervous.

"No, dreaming is just a drain of your mental consciousness, but if you are left in the dream, it means that you will be in a vegetative state and will never wake up again." I took another puff of my cigarette

"And at what cost?" Luo Hui continued to ask

"The price is what you pay for this commission, it can be money, it can be a thing, it can be something else." I replied, "But only if the price is enough to cover the cost of the dream." I snuffed out the cigarette and continued: "People always have to pay a price for their own wishes, for example, if you want to buy a very expensive thing, you have to pay a lot of money, and I am the same here, falling into a dream will consume a lot of energy to fall into the dreamer, so you need to pay a corresponding price. ”

"But now that my family property is gone.......... I don't have anything of value on me............," Luo Hui was a little disappointed after listening to my explanation.

"Really?" I added some hot water to my teacup and said, "Then use the pen in your pocket!" ”

Luo Hui's eyes widened in disbelief when he heard this: "How do you know that I have a pen in my pocket?" ”

I smiled mysteriously and said, "The Buddha said: Don't say. ”