"This time, we're all going to die here."

Meng Fan's voice was extremely flat, falling on Wen Zishi's ears, but it was like thunder falling from the sky.

Wen Zishi's face was shocked, and he exclaimed, "How is it possible? Could it be that this time is so dangerous? This is a human habitation place, how can such a terrifying nightmare lurk in? ”

Although Wen Zishi was shocked, he still retained the basic quality of being a dream policeman, and although he was a little out of shape, he still lowered his voice and said it.

"That's just the general situation, but this time, it's clearly not." Meng Fan raised his head, his expression was calm, and his voice was indifferent: "This time, we are estimated to be more than lucky, and what is even more terrifying is that if this level of nightmare disaster breaks out, I am afraid that the entire Luo City will become hell!" ”

Meng Fan's expression was as calm as before, but there was a trace of gloom in his eyes, and he secretly said in his heart: "If it had been two days ago, there would have been no great danger, but now, it is completely different." However, this crisis is not completely impossible to dissolve, it just depends on whether my guess is correct. ”

"Since this nightmare is so terrifying, then we should evacuate the ordinary people here immediately!" Wen Zishi was shocked from the beginning, but at this moment, he had suppressed the shock in his heart, and instead hurriedly proposed.

"No need." Meng Fan looked up at the sky and said in a flat voice.

"But ......" Wen Zishi was about to say something more, but saw Meng Fan raise his arm, point to the sky, and said, "Look there, do you see it?" ”

Wen Zishi's gaze involuntarily turned to the direction that Meng Fan was pointing.

The sky there seemed to be still the same, and the pale red clouds filled the sky, and it was a beautiful sight to behold. However, although he had known Meng Fan for a short time, he had only received Meng Fan's training for more than 20 days, and Wen Zishi's insight had long been different.

His body almost stiffened, and he slowly turned his head, trying to pull a smile on his face, but this smile seemed so forced: "The clouds there, there is a hazy almost indistinguishable halo on them, that is, we are already in the dream realm, or the nightmare realm?" ”

Meng Fan nodded, shook his head again, and saw that Wen Zishi didn't know why. He didn't seem to intend to let Wen Zishi think slowly, and he had already spoken: "No, to be exact, we are still in the real world now, but this real world has been half-dreamed by the powerful power of nightmares. ”

"How is that possible?!"

Wen Zishi suppressed his voice and exclaimed, the whole person almost jumped up, attracting many people to turn their eyes over, Wen Zishi hurriedly waved his hand, signaling that it was okay, and when everyone turned their eyes away, he asked in a low voice: "Brother Fan, I just heard that powerful nightmares can turn the real world into dreams, but isn't that a legend?" In reality, how can there be such a terrifying nightmare? ”

"No, nightmares of this magnitude do exist, and there are not a few of them," Meng Fan withdrew his gaze from the sky, looking at Wen Zishi quietly, he saw the irrepressible horror and disbelief in this young man's heart, and said lightly: "I have seen it many times, and once, that person was so terrifying, completely turning the entire world of nearly a thousand miles into a dream. If it weren't for ......"

Speaking of this, Meng Fan's voice was extremely low, and he actually stopped speaking.

Although Meng Fan's expression did not change, Wen Zishi clearly felt indescribable sadness, even if he didn't know what Meng Fan had experienced, at this moment, he couldn't say a word if he was going to ask.

The irrepressible grief almost burst out from the deepest part of his heart, this grief was so deep, Wen Zishi only felt that it was so difficult to even breathe.

It's as if the world is dead, and there is only one person left.

It's just that he didn't notice that what Meng Fan was talking about was "that person", not "that nightmare".

Not only Wen Zishi, at this moment, three or four meters away, a tourist who was a little closer to the two of them also suddenly felt a trace of pain as if coming from his heart, but in an instant, he had returned to normal. The tourist looked up and looked around, surprised, but when he glanced around, he didn't find anything, only shook his head and smiled to himself, thinking that he had just hallucinated.

"It's a little weird about this nightmare, but it's not without warning." Meng Fan opened his mouth and said, "You should have thought of it too, right?" ”

Wen Zishi's face was puzzled, his brows were deeply locked, he thought seriously, suddenly remembered something, his eyes suddenly shifted to one direction, and his expression was shocked.

Under Wen Zishi's gaze, Meng Fan nodded slowly.

At this moment, Wen Zishi calmed down, and he said: "Brother Fan, since this disaster is inevitable, then we will do our best, even if we fail, it will only be a death." ”

Speaking of this, Wen Zishi shifted his gaze to the girl who was talking and laughing not far away, his eyes were so gentle, but they were so sad: "It's just a pity that Tongtong didn't have to bear this kind of danger, but because of me, I came here." ”

"Don't worry too much, if I don't expect it badly, at least, we still have a chance to live." Meng Fan patted Wen Zishi on the shoulder, grabbed a huge travel backpack and put it on his back, picked up a few more packages, and walked over to Xie Mengting and the others.

Seeing this, Wen Zishi didn't think much about it, picked up the things, and walked over.

"Let's go, let's go to the peach grove where the legend says it won't bloom."

Meng Fan said a word, and the person had already walked towards the outside of the Luohan Temple, Wen Zishi glanced at Lin Tongtong deeply, and saw that this girl didn't know why, and didn't wait for this girl to react, he also followed Meng Fan closely.

"Inexplicable." Lin Tongtong rolled her eyes, and together with Wang Fei and others, they dragged the somewhat reluctant Zhang Yingchun to follow.

Outside the Luohan Temple, there are still many people, lively and extraordinary, just like many scenic spots in peacetime, full of laughter and laughter, full of vitality.

"There are so many people today!" Xie Mengting sighed with emotion, and several girls who had almost become good sisters also agreed.

Xie Mengting and the others didn't notice anything abnormal, however, Wen Zishi, who was reminded by Meng Fan, noticed some strange places in this world that seemed to be full of popularity.

He watched a car approach and move away, and watched a pedestrian pass by, but his expression became a little more serious.

"People's bodies begin to emit extremely faint white light, which is a manifestation of spiritual energy consumption! Moreover, even the light is a bit trance-like. Sure enough, this world has been dreamed. ”

Wen Zishi muttered in a low voice, his voice was subtle, and was heard by Lin Tongtong, who had just approached, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?" What are you talking to yourself? ”

Wen Zishi raised his head and showed a smile: "It's nothing." ”

"How do I think you're getting more and more abnormal today? Nerve! The girl glanced at Wen Zishi and went to the group of sisters again.

The peach grove is on the hill behind the Luohan Temple, and the group walked for a while before arriving in front of the peach grove.

In front of the peach grove, there is a huge trunk that is more than three meters thick, and its roots are like dragons, piercing into the ground, but this trunk is broken from it, only about two meters high, but the upper part is nowhere to be seen, only dry cracks, telling people the passage of time.

Next to the trunk of this thick tree, there is a stone tablet with an inscription on it.

"The world is full of fragrant flowers in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom. There is nowhere to find the spring of long-hate, and I don't know how to turn into this. Tan Yu's clear voice recited the poems on the stone tablet, which was quite charming.

"These sentences are the poems in Bai Juyi's "Peach Blossoms in Dalin Temple", thinking about the time, the great poet Bai Juyi saw the scene of peach blossoms in Dalin Temple, how happy he should have been!" Tan Yu said in his mouth, but his eyes were looking at the horizon, leisurely: "But then again, the scene of peach blossoms blooming in mountain temples is common, and like here, the peach grove that does not bloom is a rare wonder!" ”

"Ah, our talented girl is starting to soar again!" Xie Mengting said with a smile.

"Hmph, you are Wenqing, your whole family is Wenqing!" Tan Yu said without showing weakness.

It is said that during the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty, there was a master who established the Luohan Temple here, and planted a peach tree in the back mountain, and later, the peach tree grew bigger and bigger, continued to bloom and bear fruit, took root and scattered leaves, and in the end, it became a peach forest full of mountains. It's a pity that during the Anti-Japanese War, a cannonball hit this big tree, and this giant tree, which is hundreds of years old, lost its vitality. ”

Next to him, an old man with gray hair, hearing a few people talking, walked over, and kept sighing, but in the end, he looked up at the thick trunk and sighed.

"What the old man said is right, I have heard of it too." Tan Yu nodded and said with emotion: "Life is always so fragile and so easy to be destroyed. ”

"Hahaha, you're still young, what's there to be sad about? Only an old bone like me, seeing such a dead old tree, should think of this, you babies, you should put your eyes on this vibrant forest in front of you! ”

"Uncle Ge, why did you come here all the time?" Before, Meng Fan had shifted almost all his attention to this peach grove and the dead old trunk, but at this moment, the old man came over and looked at him with a smile, and Meng Fan noticed the arrival of the old man.

This old man is the old man who spoke up and inscribed for Meng Fan in the comprehensive market before, his name is Ge Wenhan, and he is the honorary president of the Chinese Calligraphy Association, and enjoys a good reputation in the Chinese world and even the whole world.

"What, I'm not welcome to come, old man?" The old man said to Meng Fan with a smile, the wrinkles on his face were squeezed out by this smile, "Is it only allowed for you young people to come out to play, and an old man like me can only stay at home, and he can't even climb a mountain a few hundred meters high?" ”