In the past, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, lifelike butterflies. Self-metaphor is suitable for the will! I don't know how to do it. Oh Ran Jue, then Yu Ran Zhou also. I don't know if Zhou's dream is a butterfly? Butterfly Dream for the Week?

Yan Luochen's face was painful, his eyes were closed, and the whole person seemed to be in a steamer, sweating profusely, and he didn't know what dream he was afraid of.

Looking at his blood-covered hands, Yan Luochen had a moment of fear, in the moment he was stunned, a monster with a bear-headed body full of blood rushed straight towards him, and when he didn't have time to dodge, the monster's back was pierced by a sword, and when he stabilized his mind, it was Ling Feiran who saved him, but for some reason, his eyes were dark, and he lost consciousness again.

"Ahh But why is it so real?

"Beautiful brother, are you alright?" The big girl next to the bed was looking at him worriedly, "Did you have a nightmare?" Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the eldest girl went to ask her mother to boil some soothing soup for her brother, and ensured that the beautiful brother would be fine as soon as he drank it. Yan Luochen didn't need to say that sentence before she could say it, and the girl ran away in a hurry.

This girl, really said that one is one out, Yan Luochen shook his head with a smile and got up to wash, obviously unable to resist the lively personality of the eldest girl.

Looking at the peaceful and peaceful scene of the men and women weaving in the village, and the children playing happily, Yan Luochen's sense of uneasiness became more and more serious, and what kind of meaning did the dream about last night mean, is it a warning to Ling Feiran's current situation? If so, then he had to find a way out as soon as possible.

One doubt after another accumulated, and Yan Luochen couldn't maintain his usual gentle and calm temperament, just at this time, the eldest girl brought him soothing soup, "Child, I heard that the eldest girl said that you had a nightmare last night, come, drink this bowl of soothing soup, suppress the shock." ”

"Okay, thank you again Auntie, Auntie has to go ahead and get busy, I'll go over to find the clan elder by myself later." Yan Luochen smiled and watched the eldest girl turn around and take care of the housework, on the other side, he quietly poured the soothing soup into the grass on the side, although he is not a doctor, he can't judge the quality of the medicinal soup, but his body has not been very good since he was a child, taking medicine is commonplace, this soothing soup is a little different from the past when he smells the taste, although it may be that he is too careful, but he is afraid that he still has to be a little precautionary when he goes out.

Walking to the old family's house, looking at the willow tree in front of the door that several people couldn't hold, Yan Luochen flashed, and raised his hand to prepare to knock on the door, but unexpectedly, as if he knew that there was someone outside the door, before he knocked down, the door was opened, and Yan Luochen saw that it was the old grandfather of the clan.

"Senior, meet again." Yan Luochen hugged his fists again and gave a salute, the patriarch was still calm and wise, and he looked like he was all over the world, and invited Yan Luochen to the courtyard.

Yan Luochen looked at this unpretentious farmhouse courtyard, where they are now sitting under a bunch of grapevines, a few delicate flowers and plants next to them add a trace of interest, and then look at the old man in front of him like water tea-making skills, warm cups, wake up tea, brewing, every step is like an excellent ancient painting, making people feel the great wisdom of the people in front of them.

"Young man, how about tasting this tea?"

Yan Luochen picked up the teacup and took a sip, "There are four seasons in the year, there are four seasons in the sky, the mountains are people, and they tend to have tender yellow buds, and it is difficult for the outside world to taste such a superb Junshan silver needle." ”

"Hahaha, drinking tea is better than drinking, chatting to send the king home." The clan elder smiled and stroked his beard, and his eyes were very satisfied with this transparent young man, in this mountain, there has not been such an interesting junior for a long time, I really want to leave the person in front of me like this, it's just that, I haven't seen such clear eyes for a long time, so I'll help you once, "Young man, I've drunk the tea, let's go, let's go, don't come to the old man's eyes again." ”

A trace of puzzlement flashed in Luo Chen's eyes, he didn't ask anything, why was he kicked out of the door, looked at the five willow trees in front of the door again, thinking about the name of the five willow villages, Yan Luochen slowly paced back to the eldest girl's house, and after helping to do some labor within his ability, soon night fell, the sky was as cold as water, Yan Luochen looked at the starry sky outside the window, and I don't know when, he leaned on the head of the bed and fell asleep again.

Brother Chen, Brother Chen, wake up! Ling Feiran's entire eyes lit up, "Do you know, you've been in a coma for two days, but you scared me to death." Shaking his head, Yan Luochen looked at the worried and anxious girl in front of him, touched her head, pursed his lips and smiled, "Aren't I fine, don't worry." ”

"Two days?" Yan Luochen thought that he had also stayed in that magical village for two days, and gradually recalled the things he had seen in his dreams, "Dye'er, are all the monsters we met before real?" ”

"That's right, along the way, I met a lot of these inexplicable monsters, scared to death!" Ling Feiran obviously also recalled those bizarre things, and suddenly felt disgusted. "But strange to say, since I took you to this cave, I haven't encountered those things again, maybe there is some mysterious thing here that they are very afraid of."

Hearing Ling Feiran's words, Yan Luochen lowered his head and groaned, suddenly, he saw the stone he had been holding in his hand, and his intuition made him feel that this stone was related to the Wuliu Village.

Thinking about the last cup of tea he drank at the clan elder, he thought about it, but which one was the real thing, that village or the place where Ling Scarlet was located?

In Wuliu Village, he did live for two days, and he could only see Ling Feiran in his dreams, and in this place full of monsters, Ling Feiran said that he had been in a coma for nearly two days.

In the past, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, lifelike butterflies. Self-metaphor is suitable for the will! I don't know how to do it. Oh Ran Jue, then Yu Ran Zhou also. I don't know if Zhou's dream is a butterfly? Butterfly Dream for the Week? Zhou and butterflies must be separated. This is called materialization.

Presumably he is objectified.

When Su Jinxuan, Ye Thirty and Hua Xiaoqi found them, Yan Luochen and Ling Feiran were even more painful, their eyes closed, as if they were in some kind of pain and disaster.

Hua Xiaoqi took out a porcelain vase from his arms, pulled out the lid, put it under the noses of the two of them, and after a while, he woke up, Yan Luochen and Ling Feiran had not yet recovered from the influence of that exquisite illusion, they only remembered that the past experiences flashed in their minds from time to time, as if they only felt that the whole world was strange and abnormal, and they could not be viewed with common sense.