It's not a good thing to have something to do with Fengzun Villa, and I hope the old goblin feels wrong.

The old goblin who has broken the nightmare art is fine, and the golden jade clothes are also intact and collected in our hands, as long as this thing is sold, it will have nothing to do with us. Wang Susu had already asked everyone to go to the bar to drink together, and it was a godsend for Wang Susu that Qi Jiang Bing was not there.

It's just that this golden jade dress is a troublesome thing, and it is not easy to bring it into the bar if you don't dare to put it in the hotel. I scratched my head and let me wear it on my body, okay, I'm the healthy young man who can't jump.

The body is dressed in golden jade clothes, not to mention jumping or raising his hand, but fortunately, the weather is cold, everyone wears thick, and no one sees anything except for the appearance of some bloated, if it is summer, I have really become an unearthed cultural relic. Watching them on the dance floor, I sat on the booth with wine alone and closed my eyes to recuperate, and before I came, I thought that there were old goblins and Gao Yimu, and the two of them should not go down to jump on it, hehe, I don't know if I don't see it, I was startled when I saw it. The older you get, the more spiritual, punk post-60s. The two of them were excited, one person had a big sunglasses and some Hong Kong and Taiwan celebrities, and they were probably afraid that they were playing with heart disease, not to mention that others were avoiding them, and even the security guards surrounded them, thinking that they were isolated from the virus.

I leaned back in my chair and waited for them to come home, waiting for myself to fall asleep. I went to bed early and woke up early, and as soon as it was dark, I got up and prepared to go out to buy an early meal, and the last time I had breakfast was when I was a senior in college, and I hadn't eaten breakfast for more than half a year.

The B&B has breakfast, a glass of milk, two slices of bread, and a little jam to please be simple.

I took out my notebook, sat on a white wooden table, and slowly coded against the beach, maybe this is the life I want.

The words are written regardless of the waves pushing the sand, and the seabirds pecking at the seashore. There is nothing wrong with wearing slippers except for some frozen feet. One yard is more than three hours, and when I woke up from it, it was almost 10 o'clock.

It's time to get a few of them out foraging for food, and go home in the afternoon.

In the three bedrooms, several people were slumped on the bed and on the floor, beer bottles and cigarette butts were all over the floor, and a little conscience carried me back.

"Hey, wake up Old Song, the sun is shining on your head." I took off my shoes and put my feet on my feet, and I didn't move like a dead pig.

knocked on Gao Yimu again, and shouted Chu Ye Wang Su Su didn't respond, I shook my head What's going on, is this all fun? That can't be so unresponsive.

"The golden jade clothes are lost!" I shouted at Gao Yimu's ears, saying that people are old and sleep less, this Gao Yimu didn't react when he heard that the golden jade clothes were lost.

Something was wrong, I looked at Lao Song carefully, his face was flushed, his teeth were closed, his nose was short of breath, his eyelids were trembling, and then he saw that several other people were in a similar condition.

Oh no, it shouldn't be all alcohol poisoning, I wonder why I'm fine, could it be that I drink less, or I drink better.

I pulled out my phone and prepared to dial 120, which I guess would have to come to the last fleet ambulance to install.

Leaned down and listened to the beating of my chest and heart, this is a relief in the morning, it's good that I didn't die, and I am the only suspect when I die.

I took off my clothes, and I was going to move a few people to the door to breathe first, and then suffocate to death, eh, is it the golden jade clothes I am wearing, so I'm fine, I touched the golden jade clothes, and looked at the reactions of Lao Song and others, isn't it the same as yesterday when the old goblin also came to Nightmare Town, and he wanted to kill himself in his dream. But why didn't those people go down to Nightmare Town and not take my golden jade clothes? Odd. You can snatch it from me.

This is troublesome, put down the phone first, call 120 They are all vegetative people, the old goblin can escape by himself, it will also take a lot of effort, and the rest is estimated to be killed by Wei Zheng in a dream like the Dragon King of Jinghe.

"Old goblin, old goblin wake up!" I shouted that the old goblin didn't react today, and the symptoms were even more terrible than yesterday, so one person made them a hearse and let them escape by themselves. Or pull them to the funeral home, where to leave it to fate.

I like to play with my hair when I'm nervous and irritable, this guy will be bald for a while, and it's not good to play bald for himself before he reaches middle age.

Pressure is motivation, and there you have it! I went into my dreams to help them escape, and it was time for my imagination to run wild.

But how did you get into a dream and lie down next to them to sleep? In "Inception", they use a dream machine, wrap a thread around their wrists, and then drink a sleeping potion to dream into other people's dreams.

I didn't have a dream machine, but I had a mobile phone and a golden jade dress, no intoxicants, but half a bottle of whiskey, I drank it in one go, lay down next to Lao Song, and fell asleep drunk after a while.

Whew, as soon as I opened my eyes, there was a sea of fire, and I was soaring in the sky, a bit like a mountain of flames.

"Old Song, Old Song, where are you?"

"My old Song is here!" A voice came from afar, and the man who turned his head had already arrived.

"Wearing gold armor, wearing a crown light, holding a golden hoop stick, and stepping on cloud shoes are all commensurate."

"Old Song, what are you doing here?"

"Brother Chen, can't you see it, I'm the Monkey King of the Monkey King with a hairy face and a thunder mouth." Khan, do you use these words to praise yourself or scold yourself?

"Old Song, don't say it, hurry up and go back with me."

"Go back, where are you going?" Old Song Huo's eyes stared at me, and I really couldn't stand it.

"Back to Reality 。。。。。。" Before we could finish speaking, we had a splitting headache and the clouds swaying as if they were about to throw us into the lava. It seems that you can't mention reality, you can't pull it back, find a way not to let him die.

"Old Song, why are you asking for this?"

"Brother Chen, I want to protect the Tang monks and apprentices to go to the West Heaven to learn scriptures, passing by this Flame Mountain, I can't pass, I am trying to take the master and them across the Flame Mountain!"

I slapped the door of my head, I'll go, shouldn't I have to accompany you to finish the journey, that is, the daylily is also cold. Lao Song has changed, except for the Monkey King, who still knows me, the rest have completely become Monkey King.

, what does this guy do every day in his dreams, and the surname Song and Sun don't have much to do with it.

By the way, if you borrow a banana fan, you can get through the Flame Mountain, and you should be able to get out if you just ask for a banana fan.

"Old Song, eh, I'm not a big saint, I have a clever plan to cross this flame mountain."

"Hey, what's the idea?"

"You QER flash and ignite the Iron Fan Princess and the bull head to hammer to death, and this is done." I muttered to myself.

"What?"

"Well, nothing."