When the mind eyes looked into the magic pupil, it was like stepping into a cliff, and all thoughts and souls could not control and fell into the black hole. All the scenes of the appearance world are gone, only pitch black remains, the memory of the last time I fell into the magic pupil is still fresh, this time, whether Sheng Shiyao intentionally or unintentionally, I can't let myself get lost in the world of his magic pupil.

Because of the faint feeling, what he wants to do, and I have to stop him. It's a strong thought, and I don't know why, but the ability to foresee seems to have increased, and I no longer need to dream to perceive what is going on, just like the upheaval of the present moment that flashed through my mind before. Looking back, I haven't dreamed for a long time, and I used dreams as a warning of something...... The last time I was sucked into the magic pupil by Sheng Shiyao. Does this mean that the soul of tranquility in my body is awakening?

Whether it was or not, I didn't have time to think about it at the moment, but I forced my mind and concentrated my thoughts, and suddenly the feeling of falling into a deep cliff suddenly disappeared, although it was still dark, but I seemed to hear a voice in my ears. I listened closely, it seemed to be Sheng Shiyao's voice, he was talking to me? No, he was muttering to himself, and after listening to it for a while, I understood something.

The pupil sucked me into his mind, and the voice I heard was actually a spinning thought in his head, meditating on a secret mantra. If it's just like Zhuang Yu, borrowing secret techniques to defend against external forces at this moment, it's nothing, I'm afraid...... As soon as I turned around, I saw two red lights flickering in front of me, and before I could doubt, the outline of a bat appeared in front of me, because the edge of the outline was as bright as a flame, and the middle was pitch black, needless to say that the red light must be the eyes of a bat.

This is...... The bat totem in front of Sheng Shiyao? It turned out that from his mind, it was such a scene, so does it mean that every time the totem burns, he sees such a scene with his mind?

Here, the mind eye can no longer peek into the outside world, but it can be judged by the outline of the bat totem getting brighter and brighter, he is constantly urging the demonic nature, and even feels that the entire totem will burn in the next second, just like they say the curse of the demon god - fire burning. If he can't go on like this, the demon will destroy him, and since I can enter his mind, then he must be able to sense my thoughts. Recite silently over and over again: Sheng Shiyao, take back the demonic nature!

When I didn't know how many times I recited it silently, I found that the outline of the bat totem had become dim, and the dark red eyes had begun to fade brightly. I couldn't be sure if he was reining in his demonic nature when he heard my voice, or if he couldn't use the secret magic anymore, but when the darkness returned, the perception gradually withdrew, and the last consciousness was erased from his brain little by little, and finally the chaos was annihilated.

I'm dreaming again...... Because I saw Ying Ning's childhood, she slept alone on a huge ancient bed, her small body only occupied a corner, and the corners of her lips were curved and calm, as if she had a sweet dream. A voice asked in her mind: Do you want to know what dreams she had? I just wanted to shake my head, but the voice made a decisive decision: Then I will send you into her dream.

As soon as the white light flashed in front of him, the scene immediately switched, and he arrived at a blurred space, and the visual range was a white expanse. As if I heard the sound of a child's laughter, I followed the sound and soon saw Ying Ning's small figure. She was wearing the white undershirt she had just slept on, with two small braids braided at the back of her head, and the rest of her hair hanging down her shoulders, looking very delicate.

When I got closer, I found that she was not alone, a few meters away from her, there was a white-haired old man, who looked a little fairy-like. I only heard Xiao Yingning say: "Grandpa, you are wrong, history is unchangeable, no matter how powerful a person is, it is impossible to turn the times around." The old man stroked his white beard and asked with a smile, "How can you see it?" The wheel of history itself is artificially turning, and natural manpower can stir it all up. ”

Xiao Yingning thought for a while, tilted his head and said: "Then you said before that from the Xia and Shang dynasties to the Spring and Autumn Period, and then to the Qin and Han dynasties, generation after generation alternates, doesn't that mean that history cannot be changed?" You also said that the current Western Han Dynasty will not last long, and there will be talents from all over the world. ”

I was secretly surprised to hear this, Ying Ning began to discuss the past and the present at such a young age, and discuss current affairs and politics? No, this should be Xiao Yingning's dream, why did she dream of talking to an old man about the laws of the past dynasties? Is it because she has been talented enough to be self-taught since she was a child, so she made up a person to argue with her in her dreams? It is impossible to react intuitively, but it is impossible to explain what is in front of you, so let's attribute these to the power of the prophet.

Gradually, I felt a little dazed, so I squinted for a while, and when I opened my eyes again, I saw that Xiao Yingning and the old man were still there, but the scene changed, and the old man's clothes were also changed, and Xiao Yingning was still the white shirt when he slept. The two of them were arguing vigorously, each holding a point of view, and this time I was slightly surprised, they were talking about the current historical facts of the Dian Kingdom. From the first generation of the king of Dian to the contemporary generation of Qiang, the merits and demerits are described, and it seems that the Western Han Dynasty has not occupied the Dian Kingdom at this time.

I don't know if it's because I'm not interested in these politics or what, but after listening to it for a while, I feel sleepy again. When I closed my eyes, I woke up when I heard Xiao Yingning's call, of course she didn't call me, but the old man who shouted. I roughly understand that this is Xiao Yingning's daily dream, and in today's dream, I don't know why the old man hasn't appeared yet.

I don't know why I fell into Xiao Yingning's dream again and again, there seems to be something important in reality that I have forgotten, and I was about to meditate and think about it, when I suddenly heard Xiao Yingning shouting: "Grandpa Guiguzi, come out quickly, I have prepared a basket of words to tell you." ”

I was stunned, the old man in Ying Ning's dream was Guiguzi? Guiguzi is a person from the Warring States Period, Ying Ning is the Western Han Dynasty, and there is a difference of hundreds of years in the middle. The ghost valley is thorough, taking into account several learnings, which people can't reach, and one of them is theology: the sun, the stars, the latitude, divination, gossip, the budget is sophisticated, and it is a prophet. From this, it can be inferred that the prophet of Nayingning is...... The ghost valley of the teacher?

Wait, where did I learn about these allusions to the Ghost Valley? It seems like...... As if who had spoken, who was it? As soon as the mind escaped here, it was like opening a channel to reality, and the consciousness began to withdraw from the dream, the images in the brain flew countless times, and all the thoughts returned, and the pain sensation first spread into the nerves and transmitted to the limbs and bones of the body.

I can't describe this pain, it's that every bone in my body is reorganized as if it was crushed, and because of this pain and the dream just now, I know that I didn't die. When consciousness returned to my body, I found that the dream seemed to have passed for several days, but the reality was still suspended in the catastrophe of the churning waves, ups and downs. But it didn't feel right, it seemed that the water pressure was not so great, especially the head, it felt like it was exposed outside the water layer.

I struggled to open my eyelids, and when I saw a clear blue sky, clouds and sunset, half the sky red. After a while, I understood why I was facing up on my back, because I was tied to my back with a rope, and I basically didn't think about it, and I was sure that the person who carried me under me was Sheng Shiyao. What struck me was that he didn't seem to be swimming, but just going with the flow.

Because I can't even twist my head slightly, I can only rely on the movement of my eyes to look around, but within the field of view, I can't see anyone, only some suspended objects. The waves rise and fall, sometimes reaching a height of more than a meter, and then swooping down, and the whole process, Sheng Shiyao never moves. I cleared my mind, looked at the sky above me, and when I had gathered some strength, I twisted my neck inch by inch, and when I couldn't go any further, I saw the scene behind me with my peripheral vision.

Sheng Shiyao leaned on a ship's side floor as large as a door panel to support the weight of the two of us, and he held the handle of the Shadow Moon knife with one hand and stabbed it into the door panel, and the other hand held the edge of the board. Judging by this, he hadn't completely lost consciousness, or instinctively didn't let go of Shadow Moon. No, not instinctively! Instead, he tied his hand with a rope to the hilt of Shadowmoon's blade.

I opened my mouth and didn't make a sound, but there was fluid gushing out of my eyes, blurring my vision. Tears poured more and more, sliding down his cheeks and temples, and he didn't get in. The sadness that I had never felt before covered me, for I could not feel any life characteristic of him beneath me. Again and again, he has tried his best to turn the tide, and this time I am still alive, there is no doubt that he is again. It's just, Sheng Shiyao, do you know? If this world is without you, what is the point of my life? So, really, you don't do everything to save me from life and death, and you can't die.

Even though I was shouting hoarsely in my heart, no one answered me, as if I was the only one left in heaven and earth. I thought blankly: If I have Ying Ning's soul in my body, if Ying Ning inherits the Prophet of Guigu, then please ask Mr. Guiguzi to enter my soul consciousness to teach me how to turn things around, I don't need to change history, I just need to change the situation in front of me.

I don't know how long it took to go up and down, but finally the waves stopped being turbulent and churned, and gradually calmed down. I barely lifted my hand to untie the ropes that bound my armpits on either side, and when I was done, my whole body slid down, and I narrowly flipped over and grabbed the edge of the plank before it sank. Now I could see his face, his wet hair covering his eyebrows, and his face was pale.

After staring at him for a while, he closed his eyes in pain, and when he opened them again, he stretched out his left hand and grabbed the hand that was holding the handle of the Shadow Moon knife, and tied it with a binding strap like he did, and then pushed him little by little onto the plank, the process was difficult, pushing again and again until half of the person slid down again, but I gritted my teeth and persisted. Finally most of his body was sent to the board, and I slumped to the edge, gasping for air.

looked at the face that seemed to be sleeping, plucked up the courage, and reached out to touch his heart. One second, two seconds, three seconds...... There was no beating, and my heart was very sad, but I stubbornly refused to move away, and waited until the tenth second, when there was a faint tremor there. The surprise instantly overwhelmed me, his heart rate was already several beats slower than ordinary people, this beat, it means that he is not dead, he is still alive!

Laughing and crying, tears flowed down my face, it's good to be alive, as long as he lives, I have nothing to fear.