After speaking, I saw two crystal tears slipping from the corners of Li Shigao's eyes.

Then, Li Shigao turned around and walked outside the cave, his back was rickety, and under the firelight, he seemed to be an old man in the twilight of the waning mountains, indescribably sad.

I struggled to move my eyes, following Li Shigao's back, and when he walked to the entrance of the cave, he stopped again: "I have laid out a large array around the cave according to Mao Jiuying's intentions, it is very safe, you will sleep for a while, long or short, remember, when you wake up, no matter what happens, you must survive and live well." ”

After a pause, he sighed again: "Old bastard, I didn't expect you to have such blood. ”

As the words fell, the cave fell into a dead silence.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, there was still no sound.

Li Shigao should indeed be gone.

But what did he mean by what he said before leaving?

What's in the glass bottle he gave me?

Life?

Who can put a life in a glass bottle?

Even if he can fit it in, why does he believe in me and is willing to put his life in my hands, just because Mao Jiuying calculated the way of heaven to save me?

My thoughts were uncontrollably confused, and a strong feeling of exhaustion and dizziness came over me, like a huge wave crashing in my mind.

I wanted to resist this feeling of vertigo, but I couldn't stop it, and my consciousness disappeared in an instant, and I fell asleep.

……

The alarm clock rang, and I pressed the alarm clock irritably and continued to sleep.

"Chen Feng, you turtle son, don't you get up to go to school yet?" Grandpa's scolding sounded, he lifted my quilt, a chill swept through my body, and I slammed into my spirit, go to school?

Didn't I apply for a leave of absence from my studies? Why do you still have to go to school?

"Stinky boy, if you don't wake up, Lao Tzu will pour cold water on you." Grandpa's scolding rang out again.

I opened my eyes impatiently, and I saw that my grandfather was glaring at me with an angry face, still carrying his back in his hand, and I was lying in the house of Siyin Hall.

Wait a minute...... Am I not in the cave of Shennongjia?

I looked at my grandfather in front of me in amazement, a little incredulous.

Seeing that I was stunned, my grandfather threw away his back and scolded: "Turtle son, let you go out to drink with Wang Da Hammer's reckless thing, are you stupid to drink?" ”

Drink?

What's going on here?

I rubbed my head vigorously, my skull hurt so badly, as if it was about to explode, and I had a sharp pain all over my body, but I couldn't remember what happened before.

"Grandpa, what do you drink? Am I not taking a leave of absence? I asked, clutching my head.

Grandpa frowned, threw away his back, and slapped me in the face, I grinned and gasped in pain, and he scolded: "You turtle son, what are you studying?" The wine hasn't woken up yet, are you? ”

As he spoke, he pointed to me: "You turtle son, look at the injuries on your body, they were all caused by drinking last night." ”

I looked down in amazement, and there were abrasions on my hands and feet, and iodine was rubbed on the wounds, which must have been caused by my grandfather.

But seeing this scene, my mind suddenly became confused.

What's going on?

Didn't I just get past the Xuanyin Body limit in the primeval jungle of Shennongjia?

That scene is constantly recalling in my mind.

I sat up in a hurry, grabbed my grandfather's hand, and asked, "Grandpa, aren't we in Shennongjia?" What about the Ghost King? What about the Night Wanderer? And my Xuanyin body, as well as the Dao Heart Seed Demon and Heavenly Thunder? ”

Syllable!

Grandpa also slapped me in the face: "What nonsense are you kid talking about?" Want to pretend to be crazy and stop going to school? No way! ”

After speaking, the grandfather turned around and walked out, saying as he walked: "Get up and eat in ten minutes, otherwise don't blame Lao Tzu for serving with a big stick." ”

What's going on?

Was what I had been through just a dream?

Subconsciously, I looked down at the injuries on my body, according to what my grandfather said, they were all injuries I had fallen after drinking last night.

Did I drink a broken piece last night?

That Zhou Xiaoqing, Yushu, Bai Ling'er, Liu Changge, Sanjie Monk and others were all characters in my dream after a hangover?

I slapped my face hard, it hurt, it hurt!

Not a dream!

In this way, those experiences and the individual characters in my mind are my dreams?

I took a deep breath and glanced at the room, it was my bedroom, exactly as I remembered.

I got up and went into the bathroom, washed up, changed into clean clothes, and walked out of the bedroom.

Exactly as in memory, the furnishings in the yard are still the same.

I continued to walk towards the antechamber, my mind cluttered.

When I arrived in the front hall, I was dumbfounded, there were all kinds of school supplies in the front hall, notebooks, pens, pencils, etc. were displayed in glass cabinets, and the dead people's supplies in my memory were gone.

I hurriedly ran outside the gate and looked up to see that Siyintang had actually become a "Dafa stationery store".

It's changed!

Everything has changed!

"Chen Feng, you turtle son, if you don't come to eat yet, if you slow down, you will be late for school." In the backyard, grandpa shouted.

I hurried to the backyard and saw my grandfather with a big stick and a fierce face glaring at me.

When he saw me come in, he threw away his stick, ate in a daze, and went into the dining room.

I was very unsure about this meal, and my mind was very messy.

The experience of fighting ghosts in my mind, the familiar characters, are all like carving knives engraved in my mind, they are so real.

But the current environment and grandfather are extraordinarily real.

Could it be that everything before was just a dream, and now is the real reality?

After the meal, I asked my grandfather a lot of questions, and the answers I got were the same as I remembered.

I am still in my second year of high school, and my family opened a stationery store, and I still live with my grandfather since I was a child.

However, the so-called ghost hunting zombies, the so-called Shushan Taoist Liu Changge, the three-precept monk of Buddhism, does not exist at all.

My family has always been in the county, not from the countryside, my parents died in a car accident when I was just born, and it was my grandfather who opened a stationery store with the compensation from my parents' car accident to support me.

All of this is so real.

It's so real that I can't argue with it!

But I still don't want to believe it.

After eating, I packed my schoolbag and went out to school, my family's family conditions are very good, and there are no 28 big bicycles in my "memory", and I take the bus to and from school every day.

When I arrived at school, I made my way to my class with trepidation.

The teacher's door was closed, the classroom was noisy, and the voices were like a pair of invisible hands stirring my heart, making my heart beat more and more violently.

Perhaps, who is the dream and who is real, with my push of the door, everything will have an answer!

Thinking about it, I took a deep breath and pushed the classroom door open, and the scene in the classroom was imprinted in my eyes, and my mind went blank.

It's changed, everything has changed!

[What, it's just a plot twist, don't think it's over again, tomorrow's plot will advance smoothly, and the follow-up plot is indeed ...... Everything has changed! 】

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