Chapter 11: The Island of the Soul of the Dream
Ye Dong and Su Mo followed the footsteps of No. 3 and walked on the small street paved with bluestone slabs, Ye Dong stared at his back for a long time before asking, "What did you do, No. 3." β
"Mr. Ye Dong, I really don't want to think back to what happened thousands of years ago, I'm sorry. The third didn't look back.
"For thousands of years..."
Ye Dong didn't ask any more, since the third number has been punished, I don't know why.
There were no storefronts on either side of the street, but according to Ye Dong's observation, it was full of people, and he asked No. 3 curiously, "Who are the people living in these houses?" β
Number Three looked back and smiled, "Good man." β
The streets of the city were silent, but from time to time there were laughter and laughter in the brightly lit windows, the barking of dogs, and the shouts of children playing, all of which reached Ye Dong's ears, and these voices made him smile unconsciously.
Number Three stopped, "We're here." β
Ye Dong raised his head and looked at the plaque above the door, on which were two words written with a brush "Tea Room".
Number Three took out the key and opened the door, and was the first to enter. The room is not very large, with a mahogany table, three mahogany chairs, surrounded by three large bookshelves made of mahogany.
"You may be seated. Three took off his big black trench coat, took off his top hat and hung it on the coat rack by the door.
Seeing him reveal his dull gray hair, Ye Dong really wanted to go up and touch it, wanting to feel how rough this hair was.
No. 3 took out two thick books from the bookcase and put them in front of Ye Dong Sumo, and then he sat opposite them, "Turn to the last page, please sign your current names." β
This is an old book wrapped in black leather, Ye Dong took the book and turned a page at random, it read:
8,412: The cause of death, illness and death Ye Xueliang
Nine thousand seven hundred and twenty-three: The cause of death, mortal body to the limit of Ye Chen
Nine thousand eight hundred and eighty-one: cause of death, martyrdom
Ye Dong turned to the last page, the cause of death was martyrdom and his name was not written on the back, presumably because it should be this life. He turned his head to Su Mo and sighed, "It turns out that I have experienced so many lives. β
Su Mo smiled: "Yes, you see that I have almost more than six thousand lifetimes." β
The two excitedly flipped through the old books and looked at their previous life experiences, their surnames would not change, but the cause of death was strange. Three looked at the two of them with a smile, and he stood up and walked to the side of the shelf to bring a plate of tea set to the table.
"Please sign my name and I'm halfway through my job. The third said as he busied himself with what he was doing.
No. 3 made two small cups of tea and placed them in front of Ye Dong and Su Mo, and at this time, the tea was steaming with light blue.
Ye Dong picked up the pen and hung it in the air, and wrote his name with a wry smile. In this way, my life has come to an end, and I don't have any big regrets in retrospect.
Seeing that the two of them wrote their names, the third number still had that smile, "Now the two of you have two choices." Whether to stay in the Ancient Monarch City of the underworld to rest, or to drink the cup of tea in front of you and enter the next life. β
The third number went on to say, "If you choose to drink this cup of tea, the memory of this life will disappear completely. If you choose to stay in the Ancient King's City to rest, you must be reincarnated after five years. β
Su Mo frowned and turned her head to look at Ye Dong, her eyes seemed to say that she didn't want to drink this cup of tea.
Ye Dong noticed Su Mo's gaze, and at a glance, he could see what she was thinking.
"We chose to stay here. Ye Dong said decisively, and after speaking, he grinned at Su Mo.
"Also, generally speaking, there is an option for this one to stay, and most people will choose this way. Three got up and put away the tea set and put it back on the shelf beside him.
"Don't others have this option?" Ye Dong asked.
"Yes, their accumulated morality has no right to this option, and they can only drink this cup of tea after receiving it. The third said.
"Since I was a child, I heard that I should accumulate virtue for myself and not do bad things, and it seems that what I said is really true. Su Mo covered his mouth and smiled.
Number Three walked to the coat rack by the door, put on his trench coat and top hat, "I'll take you to your quarters, you two come with me." β
got up and followed No. 3 back to the street, Su Mo took Ye Dong's arm, and this intimate action made Ye Dong's body stiff a little. Although they did not confess in language, the confession in their hearts was as if two people had heard it, a look, a move, and they understood each other. It's good to live with Su Mo in the underworld.
It didn't take long to walk, and the third stopped in front of a small building, and a yellow wooden door had the words "Lumeng Soul Island" written on it.
"This is it. The third said.
Ye Dong looked at the words "Lumeng Soul Island" and said with some puzzlement: "The name of this room is really strange, no matter how you look at it here, I don't think it has anything to do with the island." β
Three laughed mysteriously, and he stepped forward and reached for the doorknob, slowly unscrewing it.
The moment the door opened, the bright light inside flashed Ye Dong and Su Mo's eyes, and they unconsciously turned their heads and closed their eyes, but what they smelled in their noses was a smell that made people feel relaxed. Ye Dong remembered that it was the smell of the sea breeze, mixed with the fragrance of various plants, as well as the cries of seagulls and the sounds of people playing.
Ye Dong opened his eyes and looked inside, the sunny weather made people stretch their waists unconsciously, and large white clouds drifted slowly on the edge of the warm sun. The land in front of you is a sandy beach, coconut trees are erected in rows, and the luxurious and atmospheric European-style villas are so conspicuous.
Inside the door was another world entirely, Ye Dong thought it was a not very spacious house, but he thought in his heart that as long as he was with Su Mo, it wouldn't be bad.
Who knew that inside was the living environment of his dreams.
"The places that have been chosen according to your heart's preferences are not only satisfactory to you. The third said unhurriedly. Ye Dong looked at his bright smile and really wanted to rush over and pout.
Su Mo walked in first, stepped into the beach, she immediately took off her shoes and kicked them aside, and opened her arms to embrace the sun's rays.
"It's so comfortable. Su Mo closed his eyes and enjoyed the moment.
Ye Dong ran behind her with a wicked smile, and was carried by Ye Dong on his shoulders only when he heard Su Mo's exclamation.
As Three, as he watched the two of them play, his face slightly stiffened and his eyes a little empty, he stood outside the door with his mouth open.
"Three! Come in. Ye Dong walked back and bent down to pick up Su Mo's shoes.
"Oh, here, I'll take you to your lodgings. Three took out a silver pocket watch from his bosom, glanced at the time on it, and walked in. Under the warm sunlight, Ye Dong noticed that there was a tiny black smoke emitted around his body, because he met him before, probably because it was night, he didn't notice his strange black smoke.
When everyone walked into the villa group, they saw some people soaking the sun in their yards, people barbecuing in the front yard, and children playing, and they all expressed cordial greetings when they saw No. 3.
"Oh, three, long time no see, come in for a drink?"
"Hello third brother. β
The third kept smiling and nodded in response, his eyes smiling like two crescents.
He stopped in front of a villa.
"This is where you live, and I won't go in. β
Su Mo and Ye Dong walked in, looked around and found that there was everything, gym, swimming pool, study, a small home theater, an open and luxurious kitchen, everything in the refrigerator, and a freezer for storing all kinds of ingredients.
Ye Dong pounced on the soft sofa, "This sofa is simply amazing." β
Su Mo looked at the clock, walked to the door and said to the third number standing outside the door, "Come in and have dinner, Ye Dong's craftsmanship is superb, he can cook anything." β
Ye Dong got up, crossed his hands on the back of his head, and walked over.
No. 3 showed a stiff smile, "I'm sorry two, we can't stay here for more than 15 minutes, let alone eat anything, so if you two are okay, I'll go to work first." β
"Can't eat?" Ye Dong asked with wide eyes in surprise.
"The time is almost up, I'm sorry I have to go, I wish you all a happy life, farewell. The third nodded and immediately turned around and walked to the exit, his back was so lonely, even with a hint of embarrassment.
Ye Dong and Su Mo looked at the back of No. 3 leaving, and were suddenly a little overwhelmed.
"Did you notice the look on his face when he came in, although I tried my best to keep smiling, but I saw the casual envy and helpless expression. Su Mo said.
Ye Dong looked at the back of No. 3 and sighed. The punishment is cruel, and although it is the price of the crime, it has been thousands of years, and it still does not go unforgiven.
For thousands of years... What a concept it is.
The clock here shows that it is half past three in the afternoon, Ye Dong turned around in the kitchen and decided to cook a good meal tonight, he was a child in the back kitchen of a five-star hotel for several years of chores, and later met an old chef, the old chef liked Ye Dong very much at that time and slowly taught him the skill. A few years later, the old chef died of a heart attack.
"Turkey, lamb, potatoes,... There's really everything here. β
"I'll give you a hand. Su Mo took out the vegetables and put them in the basket to wash them in the sink. Ye Dong smiled and looked at Su Mo's petite back, which was full of happiness here.
Ding-dong, ding-dong.
The doorbell rang, Su Mo said she went to open the door, and Ye Dong didn't care about it and continued to be busy with the things in his hands.
There was only the sound of Su Mo "coming, coming, coming" and opening the door, and then there was no sound.
"Su Mo, who is it?" Ye Dong asked.
Su Mo did not reply.
"Su Mo?" Ye Dong glanced in the direction of the door, put down the things in his hand, wiped his wet hands with a towel and walked towards the door.
Seeing Su Mo standing at the door, Ye Dong breathed a sigh of relief, his nerves were a little sensitive after experiencing so many terrifying things before. He walked over and stretched out his big hand to pinch Su Mo's head, "Why don't you reply when I call you......"
When Ye Dong saw the outsiders in the door, he was also stunned on the spot like Su Mo.
"Why, stinky boy, I don't know. Outside the door stood a middle-aged man with a strong voice.
Ye Dong muttered to himself, and said softly: "Lao Zhuang." He immediately rushed over and hugged him.
This middle-aged man is Zhuang Zheng, who raised Ye Dong since childhood.
After a long time, Ye Dong let go of Lao Zhuang and said with a wicked smile: "You are also hanging." β
"Na! How did the stinky boy speak, I called it sacrifice!" Zhuang Zheng patted Ye Dong's arm.
"Hahaha!"
The night was destined to be filled with joy.
In the dark streets of the ancient monarch city, No. 3 walked silently on the road and looked down at the book in his hand, and the two names at the bottom of the book were illuminated under the illumination of the moonlight, Ye Dong and Su Mo, and the back of the book was blank. He closed the notebook and put it in his trench coat pocket.
"Today's work is done. "I walked to the tea room and opened the door, which saw only three chairs and a table.
Three took off his trench coat and top hat and hung them on the coat rack, looked at them in front of the bookshelf for a while, and pulled out a book.
They are leading people, can't sleep, can't taste any food, it can be said that the only way to have fun is to read, but they also have seven emotions and six desires, whenever they see other people eating, drinking tea and tasting desserts, they will try to restrain themselves, and the same is true when they see the people they like. That's the rule here.
Violators will be sent to penitential prison again.
Number Three sat in his chair, flipping through his book and preparing to start reading. After half a ring, he heard the sound of birds' wings coming from outside the door.
He frowned, closed the book, and when he opened the door, he saw a swarthy owl perched on a black iron pole in the window.
Number Three walked over and took out a roll of parchment from the owl's back, and opened it to see that it read "Urgent".
Three took a deep breath and looked diagonally into the night sky, and when he looked closely, the roof of a building hidden in a large cloud loomed.
This is the tallest building in the ancient city of kings, like a watchman in the shadows. Inside lives the person who holds the highest power in the underworldββββ the new king of the Netherworld, Yao Ji.
"Is something wrong?" said Three, who walked into the house to put on his clothes and hat again, and glanced at the castle hidden behind the city as he went out.
Three raised his hand and spun in the air, and a turquoise smoke appeared in the air, and then dispersed, and a round door appeared in front of him, and he walked in quickly.
The dreamy woman's voice rang in the ears of the third trumpet.
"Well, you're always the fastest, three. The tone was very slow.
In the palace of the royal city, there were no seats in the square hall, only golden lamp stands on both sides and a red carpet with a wide golden border in the middle.
There is no golden chair in the center, as the king would say, only a platform carved from jade. A woman on a jade platform wears a black crown with a turquoise jewel on top, which partially covers her eyes, revealing only her delicate lips and nose.
Her upper body is human-shaped, wearing black silk clothes, but her lower body is in the form of a snake and is coiled on a jade platform.
The white snake body slowly squirmed and slowly descended from the jade platform. Yao Ji raised her slender finger and ran it across the third cheek.
"The most serious work here belongs to you. A dreamy voice said to Three.
Number Three stood straight, lowered his head and said nothing, his face expressionless.
In all four directions, turquoise fog doors were constantly opening and people coming out.
Yao Ji turned around and slowly returned to the jade platform.
"Calling the five of you here this time is an important task for you to prepare. Yao Ji, who was coiled on the jade platform, continued: "Find the crimson demon in three years and send it to the penitent blood prison." β
When the number three heard the name, his throat unconsciously muffled "uh", and his pupils constricted.