The beautiful woman in the ruined Buddha hall heard the cry, turned over and sat up, with a smile on her face, and got up to follow the cry.

The cry came from the open space behind the temple, and the weeds that had dried up after the exertion were as tall as a man, and it seemed that no one had set foot on them for a long time. However, these weeds are not weeds, but like flowers and trees, and after careful identification, it is found that they are peonies.

It is not surprising that peonies are planted in the temple and have flourished since the Tang Dynasty. However, it was surprising that the cry actually came from within the wall at the edge of the clearing.

Faced with such a strange scene, the woman did not show the slightest panic, but Ying Ying smiled and said: "Hey, don't scare me, I just saw you wandering alone in this ancient temple in the deep mountains, I came to meet, what, don't you even want to do ghosts?" ”

The resentful crying did not stop because of her words.

The woman raised her eyebrows slightly, she was sure that the cry came from the wall, and she knew that it was not a human but a ghost, but logically speaking, since she had broken it, there was no need for a ghost to pretend.

She walked towards the wall, not taking the slightest precaution, not because she was careless, but because she was confident, and she didn't believe that a lonely ghost could hurt her in the slightest, at least not before.

When she came to the wall, she felt a little surprised, because although the wall did not dare to say that it was white, the degree of newness and oldness did not match this dilapidated temple, as if someone had scraped the dust later. There are deep or shallow marks on the walls, and I don't know what's going on.

"Ridiculous, pretending to be a ghost, see if I don't 。。。。。。" As soon as the woman raised her hand, she wanted to use magic to force out the wild ghosts inside the wall, but who knows, a hand suddenly stretched out on the wall, grabbed her hair, and actually pulled her into the wall, to be precise, she pulled her soul into the wall, and her body remained outside, just standing upright, like a piece of wood.

The woman was pulled into the wall and was surprised to find that there was a hole in the wall, and it was actually a meditation room, warm and quiet, clean and tidy. However, what is a little abrupt is that in the meditation room, there is actually a woman sitting, dressed very plainly, like Tsing Yi in the play. But she vaguely remembered that the hand that grabbed her in was clearly a man's hand.

The woman who was caught in was a little flustered, but instead of messing up, she sneered: "Hmph, arrest me? You may not know how to write the word regret. ”

The ancient woman in the meditation room raised her eyes and looked at it, and said as if she was surprised: "Miss misunderstood, it was not the slave family's doing, but this place is not real or illusory, you should not be able to get out, if the young lady thinks that the slave family harmed you, please destroy my soul, the slave family has been in the house for thousands of years, tired!" ”

When the woman heard this, she thought it was a threat, and she was very angry, and tried her best to break free, but as a result, she really couldn't get out. She turned around and wanted to vent her anger on the ghost, but the female ghost was bent on dying and didn't resist at all, so she hesitated.

"What kind of place is this, although I don't have a primordial spirit, but my soul power is also very strong, if it's an illusion, can I go out?"

"If you want to go out, you can only wait for your destined person to save you, I have waited for a thousand years, and I haven't waited!"

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Niu Zhan suddenly woke up from his dream, he had a very strange dream, he dreamed that Xiaoyu was standing alone behind a ruined statue, the cold wind made her shiver, but her body seemed to be frozen, she couldn't move, she could only look at him, as if she was looking at him.

When he wanted to ask, he woke up from the dream, but the pitiful eyes of the little fish lingered in his head and could not be waved away.

A dream made him feel so confused that he couldn't sleep left and right, went downstairs to make a cup of tea, lit a cigarette, and sat alone in a chair in a daze.

"What the hell is this?" At this time, it was the rooster's crow, and the sour old man also got up to practice, and when he saw Niu Struggle in a daze, he asked.

"It's okay, I had a dream, it's weird, I haven't dreamed for a long time."

Hearing this, a glimmer of light flashed in Sour Laoxi's eyes, and he also came over and sat down, and asked, "I haven't dreamed for a long time, how long have you been?" ”

Niu Zhan didn't know why the old man cared about this issue, and replied honestly: "It should be sure that the day after the master left, I haven't had a dream again, but it's strange to say, not only do I not dream, but my sleep is getting shallower and shallower, sometimes falling asleep is the same as waking up, and the things around me are very clear, especially after opening the eyes of heaven, even more so." ”

"Good thing!" Sour Lao Xi said with a smile.

"A good thing? What's a good thing? ”

"Ordinary people will have positive and negative thoughts in their hearts, in professional terms, what is called consciousness and subconscious, dreams are caused by the friction between positive and negative consciousness. But a cultivator has only one kind of consciousness, and that is spiritual power. The deeper the Tao, the stronger the spiritual power, the subconscious and the conscious will merge together, and one day, the control of one's own thoughts will reach a state of freedom, then it will be cultivated into the Yuan Shen, and the Yuan Shen is a pure spiritual power. Ni didn't dream at first, which means that Ni's mental power is getting stronger and stronger. What's not a good thing? Lao Xi said with a smile, and it could be seen that he was happy from the bottom of his heart.

"Forget it, even you have learned to pat on the back." Niu Struggle said disdainfully.

"Pat the fart, Grandma Ni, Ni is a beg, Russia still needs to pat Ni fart?" Lao Xi scolded.

"Just kidding, look at your monkey anxious appearance, if I can cultivate the Yuan Shen, then it's not good? But aren't you dreaming again today? ”

"Believe it or not, if you don't say it, you know who Ni dreamed of? It's either Ni's parents or Ni's beloved girl, if it's Ni's parents, Ni Qiu won't come down to smoke, at most wait for dawn to make a call. Looking at Niwai, the look of worry is the same as asking for constipation, so needless to say, what Ni dreamed of should be that girl, is it the fish? Lao Xi'er said disdainfully.

"Well, even if you guessed correctly, you don't need to be so sassy!" Niu Struggle said unconvinced.

"It's not a guess, Oh told Niwa that after the spiritual power becomes stronger and stronger, it will be associated with the qi of heaven and earth, and people are emotional animals, so the spiritual power will subconsciously pay attention to the luck of the people close to them, if there is a dream, it is not a fantasy, but what the spirit of Ni has seen." Sour Lao Xi said resolutely.

"What the spirit has seen? What do you mean? Do you mean that what I dreamed of was what I saw with my own invisible and intangible spiritual power? ”

"Yes, but Ni's current level is limited, so he can only see what is happening in the present, and if he is more powerful, he can see the future and have the ability to predict. The so-called dream of immortals, the vicissitudes of life, is this truth. ”

Hearing this, although Niu Zhan was skeptical, he still got up and walked upstairs.

"It's very good, why don't you run and beg for half of the conversation, if you don't want to listen to Lao Tzu, it's just a stopper, crazy." Sour Lao Xi thought he was annoying, and blurted out scolding.

"Except that your accent is not like my master, your scolding problem is really the same as that old beggar! Didn't you say that my dream was a sign, then I would hurry up and go to sleep again to see what happened to Xiaoyu. Niu Struggle said.

"Wow brain, Ni Qiu thinks that you can watch TV, and you can see it when you turn it on? If you can do this now, it's good to be able to see a little. Let's talk about it, Ni Qiu dreams very much, and Russia will see if he can explain it. ”

Niu Struggle walked back and described his dream.

After listening, Lao Xi was silent for a long time, and his face was solemn: "She should be in danger!" ”

"Oh, no, I've got to go find her." Niu Zhan stood up and was about to leave, though he didn't know where to go.

"Wait a minute, I'm nervous, I haven't finished speaking Russian yet." Sour Lao Xi scolded.

(End of chapter)