Chapter 35: The Search for the True Body

glanced at the glasses man who followed Venerable Jueming to the Qin Opera Troupe. Ren Song www.biquge.info grinned, and pulled Xiaohongmei to wander around the deserted streets of Dongguan. It's not that he is deliberately lazy, but he knows that the real body of the old woman will never be in the Qin Theater.

Like Ren Song, Venerable Jueming knew in his heart that the idea was to wake up the person in the dream before he found his true body. However, he alone is enough, and others may not be able to help.

Besides, if even Venerable Jueming's strange spell can't wake him up, Ren Song doesn't have the ability to ask himself, not to mention that people in the dream realm are extremely hostile to outsiders, and even the little red girl who is close to him will turn her face, Ren Song doesn't want to find bad luck for himself. Stretching out his hand to wrap his arms around Sun Qiuhong's waist, the two continued to move side by side in the direction of Ren Song's house.

"Brother Ren Song, why don't we go to that theater?" Glancing at the old monk and the man with glasses who had entered the theater, holding Ren Song's hand tightly around her waist, Xiao Hongmei asked.

"Hehe, it's not safe...... Ren Gong said with a smile, but this time it was not the kind of smirk with cold eyes, but a gloating smile: "There are a lot of people in the theater, God knows what else ......" Thinking of the last time I met the X-Men mustache and the dark mage glasses man in the theater, this coward was big for a while, and said again: "Aunt Jin has done so many immoral things in the Qin Opera Troupe, and she will definitely not put her real body in the theater." ”

"Huh? The old monk is still ......," Xiaohongmei said in surprise.

Before she could finish speaking, Ren Song interrupted: "He wants to wake up the person who has fallen into the dream directly, so that there is no need to find the real body......"

Seeing that Sun Qiuhong was still a little confused, he said again: "It's useless for us to go, the old monk is enough, and the eggs can't be put in one basket, so what we have to do now is to find the real Aunt Jin, so that if something happens to the old monk, we can also remedy it......"

"Hee-hee! You must be distracted by evil thoughts! After listening to him, the little red girl on the other side suddenly said without a head: "The real Brother Ren Song is not as cunning as you......"

"Stupid girl, I'm Brother Ren Song, and the distraction itself is Ren Song, but it's just two thoughts, just like ......" The girl's words just now made this coward depressed for a while, and she wanted to make an analogy, but she didn't know what to say......

"Schizophrenia! I know! The little girl didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and said first: "However, I still like that Brother Ren Song, and I won't bully me like you." ”

"Hehe, haven't you always liked to be bullied by me?" Hearing her words, the cowardly couldn't help but quip, and without waiting for the girl to answer, he got into an incense and candle shop, went in and walked out. Let Sun Qiuhong, who followed him, be stunned for a while. But listening to this coward, he frowned and said to himself: "It seems that the year of this dream has changed, not six or eight years, and even the fragrant paper is sold......

"Brother Ren Song, what are you looking for?" Behind her, the little girl with a confused face asked, "Could it be that Aunt Jin's real body will be hidden in the incense and candle shop?" ”

"yes, don't you know? This old woman used to pretend to be a goddess to deceive people, her nephew just opened an incense and candle shop, and others came to her to worship God, this old woman instructed people to go to her nephew to buy incense and yellow paper or something, I always thought she was cheating, but I didn't think about it, this old woman is really Judge Chen's medium......" Ren Song said while carefully looking at the houses on both sides of the street, and replied: "It's just that it's been too long, and I forgot which incense shop her nephew is." ”

The coward's eyes lit up, and seeing that he was still looking around, the little girl grinned, took out something from her pocket and said, "Brother Ren Song, what do you think this is?" ”

The cowards on the side turned their heads when they heard this, and when they saw the things in Xiaohongmei's hand, they were surprised and said: "Finger spirit needle!" How could it be with you? I remember that when he first went to the Luozhong City God Temple, Chen Juan borrowed a finger spirit needle and a yin and yang pot from the bull head to help him return the yang, and the yin and yang pot seemed to have been taken by the cow head, but he didn't want the finger spirit needle to be in Xiao Hongmei's hand.

"It was given to me by Sister Chen's sister! Actually, she's really nice......" The little girl said this, her eyes a little red.

"I know......" Ren Song sighed lightly when he heard this, but he was very emotional in his heart, and he would never have dreamed that Chen Juan was actually the melon woman who robbed her cake, and I don't know what happened later, her personality would become so intense, and her temper of revenge was really cool......

As soon as he thought of this, he suddenly patted his head and suddenly realized: "I know why she let Aunt Jin and Grandma be a spirit medium, it was the old woman who preached everywhere that the melon woman was the soul envoy of the city god, so ...... She just reported it back and let the old woman taste it! ”

"Huh?" When the little girl heard this, she said with some disbelief: "No, Sister Chen shouldn't be so stingy, right?" ”

"Stingy?" Ren Song glanced at the girl when he heard the words and said: "What's more, it's almost the same to say that you are narrow-minded, I see, if it weren't for Zhao Tou'er and her adoptive father's last words and my piece of cake in the Ten Thousand Demon Caves, I'm afraid she wouldn't have helped at all." Now that I think about it, the only thing this woman remembers when she was dying was that she snatched her own bread...... Ren Song was speechless for a while, grievances, is it necessary to divide them so clearly?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shake his head, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that Xiaohongmei was looking at him with a concerned face, and smiled at the moment, looked at the finger spirit needle in her hand, and saw that the tip of the needle pointed to the east fixedly, the people in this dream are all transformed by Aunt Jin's thoughts, there is no physical body at all, and naturally there is no spirit body, but the real body of Mrs. Zhao is special, so the direction shown by the spirit needle is absolutely correct.

At the moment, he pulled the girl all the way east. From a distance, I saw that the two-story attic where I lived was getting clearer and clearer, but the direction of the spirit needle was always facing east, and the location it pointed to was my own home. After a little pondering, this cowardly has already understood.

Although Aunt Jin is an idiot, she is not stupid, even if she knows that the real body will enter the dream realm, the real body will naturally find a reliable place in the subconscious, so even if she falls asleep, the real dream body will also find a really safe place to hide under the control of the subconscious.

And in the whole of Luozhong, where can it be safer than a place like Shangchenghuangsi that living people can't go at all? No need to ask, the old woman must have hidden her body in the temple.

Thinking about the reason, this cowardice did not delay any longer, and now pulled Sun Qiuhong, a thousand miles in an instant, and had come to the yard of his house, sure enough, the finger spirit needle was pointing at the gate, thinking that Xiaohongmei was not a ghost, and said to her at the moment: "Wait for me here!" Then he hurriedly walked up to the stone lion, patted it on the head, and said, "Brother Lion, are there any ghosts in the temple now?" ”

Who knew that the lion was like a statue, standing stupidly in place, ignoring this cowardly question!

(To be continued.) )