There are people in Kyoto who are good at dreaming, and naturally there are people who are good at interpreting dreams. But there are not many people who are good at both long-term dreams and long-term understanding, and the most famous one is the second son of the patriarch of the three dynasties, who promoted the establishment of a series of laws prohibiting trickery.

Shen Xiu was anxious and asked Gu Nianheng to visit Fang Chengchu.

Gu Nianheng's eyes were calm, and he sneered, "Don't you know that Fang Chengchu is a deaf person, you go to the door in person, it is better to write a happy letter." ”

Shen Xiu's face turned pale after hearing this, as if he had never come out of a dream, and took a step back.

It's been really troublesome lately, and as the fear grows, it's an unexplained emotion. The people she always sees in her dreams and the people she remembers are different from reality. Dreams are intermittent, but they seem to be coherent again. In the dream, she sat opposite Hua Rong, and with clear eyes, he grabbed her sleeve and said, "How often do you come to see me?" ”

In the dream, she nodded, and Hua Rong closed her eyes slightly. When he died, Shen Xiu didn't even have time to take a last look, and walked quietly.

She turned her head, speechless for a moment.

Gu Nianheng and Shen Xiu were separated at dawn, and before leaving, Gu Nianheng couldn't help but glance at Shen Xiu again, sighed, and saw that her cold fingers grabbed her sleeve, and saw that she just stared at her without speaking. Gu Nianheng's hand holding her tightened, and then, he heard his voice spreading in the wind, and even he was unprepared, he heard himself smile and said, "You can go with me tomorrow afternoon." ”

Shen Xiu realized what he was talking about, his brows suddenly relaxed, and after sneaking back like a thief, Shen Xiu couldn't sleep while lying on the bed and tossing and turning.

The mind was full of Gu Nianheng looked at his gaze steadily, and when he saw that beautiful and unparalleled face, the smile on his lips seemed to be infected with intoxicating poison, and his eyes were full of bewilderment

She beckoned, "Come here." ”

This panicked.

It was dawn, and Shen Xiu lost all consciousness in the struggle and let himself sink.

"Sleeping like dead." Shen got together early in the morning, secretly squatted in front of Shen Xiu's bed in a premeditated manner, hurriedly scooped Shen Xiu out of the bed, and quickly gave Shen Xiu, who was half-asleep and half-awake, and did not argue about anything, after putting on clothes, he hurriedly carried her out of Shen Courtyard.

Shen Xiu couldn't open his eyes, only the terrain of the confused sense was quite complicated, and after Shen Xiu emptied his consciousness. The thin body swayed in the wind and walked through the intricate paths. When she woke up completely, she found herself in a huge mass grave, she sat up in fright and looked around, did not dare to move, and a voice in her heart urged her to flee quickly.

Shen Yi appeared when Shen Xiu was afraid, Shen Yi looked like a humble gentleman, holding a folding fan to talk and laugh, looking at Shen Xiu condescendingly, and said a little funny, "You will still be afraid, something big has happened, I will tell you." ”

The light leaking from the cracks in the rocks illuminated the large black earth with white bones, and Shen Xiu sat silently on a square rock, his head hanging down and his long hair covering his face, as if he was asleep.

Shen Yi moved around Shen Xiu unhappily, and finally sighed resignedly, "I went to check, and the people who were sent to the mansion came here." ”

Shen Xiu opened his eyes violently, looked at Shen Yi with an inquiring gaze, and said softly with palpitations, "Do you know what they are going to do?" ”

"I know I'm going to bring you here early in the morning, heh, look at the scenery." Shen Yiyi smiled.

Shen Xiu sighed sadly, "What are you doing here, it's better to sleep enough and find someone to interpret my dreams." ”

"Dream interpretation?" Shen flicked his sleeves and said lightly, "Don't think about it, who doesn't know that the best thing in Kyoto's metaphysics is that Fang Chengchu, but after the tragedy back then, he never identified anyone again, not to mention, last time he went to the prison to open the net to the main culprit in the case and defend him." If you are bent on upholding justice, don't ask others. ”

"Also, there's this, should I ask -- I can't do it?!!" Shen Xiu asked eagerly.