My mood was suddenly a little delicate, so that stinky monk had somehow become my mentor?

As soon as he appeared, he disrupted the trajectory of my life. They didn't teach me much when they brought me here. The first time was to make me make a mistake and then correct it; The second time was to teach me to control my dreams.

I feel that I have a worried future, if I make a mistake every time and then correct it, will my life be over at some point? Can I change to a more reliable mentor......

I was busy staring at the rearrangement of the letters, for fear of missing a character.

But I didn't ask a question, so what is it that appears now?

The golden letters are quickly put together - the dream protector needs to maintain the direction of the dream and prevent others from destroying it. If the Dream Lord forcibly changes the course of the dream, the Dream Protector has the right to bring the Dream Master back to the Dream Breakpoint and restrict the Dream Lord's actions. When the Dream Master becomes the true Dream Master, the Dream Protector no longer has the power to control the dream. In this dream world, the dream protector's only duty is to protect the dream master.

I pondered for a moment, I saw the scene of Sister Meng Po's hairpin stealing twice, the first time was that I forcibly changed the direction of the dream, so "Floating Life" could not record the distorted memory into the case. Later, Fusheng brought me back to the inn and let me see how things were going.

The moment I forcibly intervened, it should be the so-called "dream breakpoint".

But it didn't seem easy when Fusheng brought me back, so why?

Alas, it's too complicated, don't want to!

I just need to remember one thing, as long as I become the true master of dreams, the stinking monk will no longer be able to control my dreams, and when the time comes, he will be reduced to my personal guard, which is so exciting!

At this time, I was so excited that I forgot what the purpose of summoning "Floating Life" was in the first place......

So I had a happy little mood, and I re-pinched the trick and controlled my dreams.

Sister Meng Po, I'm here again!

The scenery flew past me, and after about a quarter of an hour, Mengxi appeared in my sight.

She was still dressed in white, but the style of the dress was more delicate, and the long skirt dragged to the ground, and she walked step by step. When the sun shines on the white fabric, it seems that a pattern of hundreds of butterflies wearing flowers can be faintly seen.

The thick black hair was loosely tied up with a hosta, and a jade butterfly hairpin was worn between the hair.

The wind blows, the jade butterfly gently waves its beautiful wings, and if you don't look closely, you think it's a real butterfly.

Her face was slightly red from walking for a long time, and her big eyes were playful and happy. I couldn't help but sigh, Sister Meng Po was dressed like this, obviously looking for Lu Wen. I really don't know how that kid can be so decent, so my sister Meng Po treats him so differently.

Alas, both saved people, why is there such a big difference between Sister Meng Po's treatment of us? It's unpleasant!

Meng Xi held the crane order and walked all the way into the West Mountain.

I don't know how long I walked, but I saw the lush trees, the occasional few animals running by, and even a few daring ones coming up and looking at the visitors curiously.

Oh, the ape in the tree behind him had already followed Meng Xi for a long time, and his curious eyes seemed to have discovered some novel creature.

However, there was no one in the mountains.

Meng Xi thought to himself: Could it be that Grandma pointed me to the wrong place?