"Die!~"

"Han'er, Han'er!"

In a daze, Xu Han heard someone calling him, and he wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids seemed to be a thousand pounds, and he tried hard to lift them up a little, revealing a small slit.

Through the small slit, Xu Han saw a woman with long hair scattered next to him sitting beside him, staring at him seriously.

"Are you?" Xu Han's vision was slightly blurred, and his voice murmured.

The woman saw Xu Han's mouth move, sat up, and said, "Han'er, you scared me to death, you are in a daze for a day and a night." If you can't afford it again, I'm going to call the police. The woman's voice was joyful and weeping.

Then he hurriedly stood up and hurried outside, shouting: "Little master, little master, my son is awake, my son is awake." ”

Poof!

Xu Han's upper eyelids blinked, his eyes looked at the ceiling a little blankly, his face was a little dazed, and he was still muttering: "Where is this? It's so familiar!~"

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps outside, the sound was very urgent, and someone pushed the door in, it was the woman who went out and came back, and there was a middle-aged man beside him. The two of them let out a long breath after seeing Xu Han lying on the bed open his eyes.

He turned his head and said, "Little master, my son is awake." ”

"My Buddha is merciful!" the bald-headed monk in Tsing Yi recited a Dharma name.

Xu Han opened his eyes and looked over, his eyes tightened slightly.

This man is really familiar.

At a certain moment, his eyes shrank suddenly, and his voice was a little surprised: "Dad, Mom, is it you?"

"Huh!" Xu Zhinan and Chang Xin hurriedly responded. Chang Xin immediately said: "Han'er, you rest first, you must be hungry, you haven't eaten for a day and a night, I'll serve you chicken soup." After saying that, he brushed his loose hair and walked back quickly.

Xu Han's consciousness returned to his place, and he felt that there seemed to be a burst of strength from his body, and he sat up.

The monk in Tsing Yi stepped forward: "Congratulations to the donor Xu for surviving his inner demon dream." Dream of Wukong. ”

Xu Han listened to the words of the monk in Tsing Yi, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was searching for something in his memory, and then suddenly said, "You are the third precept?"

"The name of the little monk is the three precepts. How did Lord Xu know?" the monk in Tsing Yi said a little strangely, "Could it be that in the dream tribulation of Lord Xu's heart demons, I also became the donor's calamity?"

"Wait, let me take care of it first. Xu Han's consciousness was a little confused, waved his hand, and did not speak.

......

Fifteen minutes later, Xu Han took the chicken soup, soaked the rice, and ate two bowls in a row, before he said to Sanjie with a slightly skeptical expression: "You mean that I am still in the 88th year of the New Year's calendar? Today is the 11th of October?"

"The monks don't speak, today is indeed the second day after Lord Xu Shi fell into a coma. The monk of Sanjie explained: "Yesterday at noon, when I was about to visit the donor, the donor had already fainted at home. ”

Xu Han listened to the explanation of the monk of the three precepts, and then looked at the time displayed in his mind, and sure enough, it was the eighty-eighth year of the New Year's calendar, October 11, noon, and twelve o'clock.

However, he obviously entered the extraterritorial battlefield and stepped into the secret realm of time and space. After ten years, a moment ago, he also killed a big demon.

But these three precepts said that they had never been out of Donglai Town.

Indeed, when he went out, Xu Han saw Sanjie, but at that time, he just glanced at it in a hurry, and he didn't care, so he turned around and spared it.

But?

What the hell is going on?

"I'll take a look at it again, I think it's a little messy!" Xu Han was really confused.

Sanjie made a Buddhist ritual and said, "Master Xu, I know that you are the descendant of the Mengyan Sect, and you are cultivating the Mengyan Technique." Although he has never practiced such magical exercises, in the collection of Ning'an Temple, there is a sentence from the predecessors of Mengyan Sect, which may be useful to Lord Xu. ”

"Dream Yan Jue, non-immortal, non-Buddha, non-Tao, non-demon. ”

"Dreaming of the Dharma, cultivating the Dharma of the world, mastering the path of cultivation, refining the dustless mind,. ”

"Dream Yanjue, one fate and one Yan, the most wonderful thing is not in the dream, but in the word. ”

"Dream Yanjue, looking at the world is like a dream, and the dust washes itself, which is mystical. ”

"Dream Yanjue, contemplation is like a dream, life and death experience Wukong. For the gods. ”

After Sanjie finished speaking, he stopped talking, and was about to turn around and walk away, letting Xu Han experience it himself.

Xu Han stopped him, and said in a flickering tone: "Monk, then you mean that I didn't leave my house from beginning to end? You haven't seen that warehouse? You don't know Zhou Mo and Zhou Yuheng? You don't know what happened to Li Jiahe?"

If according to Sanjie and what his parents said, after he got the news from Xu Hui's mouth that day, he fainted when he went out.

What you've done before, everything you've experienced, is it fake?

Sanjie replied: "The donor did not leave from Lijiahe, and I don't know the warehouse you mentioned, let alone Lijiahe." However, Zhou Mo and Zhou Yuheng knew each other. ”

"Amitabha!" Sanjie suddenly called out the Dharma again, and then said, "But Zhou Mo was killed by you, Lord Xu." ”

Xu Han's expression immediately flashed, and his forehead wrinkled violently.

He said in a slightly cold tone: "Didn't you say that I never went out?"

The three precepts closed their eyes and replied: "The donor's major is the dream method, which can derive the world's law." A dream of the donor can be true, Zhou Mo's donor is exactly what the donor Xu killed in the dream, what the little monk said, yes or no?"

"Killed in a dream? It's not funny. Xu Han immediately stood up, breathing a little short. Then he touched his neck, and sure enough, the pendant was not there.

If everything was a dream, why did Zhou Mo die?

If it wasn't a dream, why wasn't the pendant there, then was she dead or not?

How did Zhou Mo die?

"The ancients had a dream of cutting off the dragon's head, why did the donor think it was a joke?

"Cutting off the dragon head in a dream?" Xu Han's eyes narrowed: "Isn't this a plot that only exists in the mythological story "Journey to the West"?"

As soon as Xu Han asked this, he regretted it, although "Journey to the West" is only a mythological story, the characters in the novel can be connected by themselves, then?

"The donor's acquisition is the worldly Dharma, and my cultivation is the Dharma. The little monk failed to learn the dream trick, and he was unable to solve the doubts of the benefactor, which was good. Sanjie shook his head slightly and apologized.

Xu Han never thought that Sanjie would be able to answer his question, but asked with a slightly nervous expression: "Since you said that I was dreaming, why did you come, monk?"

Sanjie hurriedly replied: "The little monk came here under the guidance of others. The second is to solve a misunderstanding. ”

"Master, what master?" Xu Han looked tight and asked again.

"The little monk promised his seniors, but it is inconvenient to disclose. Sanjie said a word, and then quickly explained: "Donor, the little monk saw the donor on the extraterritorial battlefield as early as when he was in the secret realm of time and space, and he also saw everything the donor did. ”

"I happened to be out of the secret realm, and I was entrusted by someone, so I came to ask the donor to see him. ”

"I didn't think that when I was coming, I met Zhou Yuheng and Zhou Mo, and when I saw that they were holding the reincarnation stone pendant of Xu Shizhu in their hands, I knew that there would be a misunderstanding, and I hurried to come, but I didn't think it was too late. ”

"Zhou Mo's benefactor, or died in the hands of Xu Shizhu, it is really the sin of the little monk. ”

"This star stone pendant is here, and it has been taken by the little monk. Sanjie handed over the pendant in his hand and let Xu Han check it.

The pendant Xu Han is so familiar, just a sweep, he knows that this is really the pendant.

You continue. Xu Han blinked, he knew that what was below was what he wanted to hear the most.

"Murong Shi has not fallen, the wreckage that Xu Shi saw before is another person. And not Murong Shi himself. Sanjie saw Xu Han's expression change suddenly, and hurriedly said, "Donor, wait for the little monk to finish." ”

"Lord Murong entered the secret realm of time and space, and asked me to bring a word. She said that in the secret realm of time and space, she can still be free, if she goes out of the secret realm, she can't bear what she carries on her shoulders, so she can't come out. ”

"This is also the original reason why Lord Xu failed to use the Star Stone to gather the soul of Lord Murong Shi before, and Lord Murong Shi's own soul is in his body, so naturally he can't see Lord Xu's call. ”

"My original intention was to solve the doubts of the donor, but I didn't expect that as soon as I arrived in Fu'en County, I saw Zhou Yuheng and Zhou Mo taking away the donor's star stone. ”

Xu Han jumped up from the bed, grabbed Sanjie's collar, and asked very emotionally, "Ning'er is not dead?"

"Between life and death. ”

"She is in the secret realm of time and space, she can't get out, and to outsiders, she is dead. For her, she was alive. "The three precepts are explained very confusingly, as if they were talking about the Dharma.

But Xu Han understood, no matter where Murong Ning went, as long as she didn't die, he could find her out and get her back!

"Not dead, not dead! Not dead!~" After hearing this, Xu Han smirked twice, took two steps back, sat on the bed, and kept closing his mouth up and down.

Then he looked at Sanjie, his expression immediately changed and he smiled and said, "You are a good person, but you are not suitable to be a monk." ”

"Amitabha, don't say anything about the benefactor, the little monk has entered the Buddha since he was a child. Sanjie lowered his head, held his hands together, and looked nervous.

"What is there to worship the Buddha, you really shouldn't worship him. When you see him, you've got to fix him. Xu Han remembered what he had encountered in the secret realm of time and space, so he opened his mouth to persuade.

No, it should be said in a dream.

"The donor's statement is ridiculous, I don't worship the Buddha, I worship the Buddha. ”

"I'm not cultivating Buddha, I'm cultivating with Buddha. Otherwise, who should the Buddha cultivate?" Sanjie explained again, and left in a hurry, not daring to stay longer, for fear that he would be accidentally 'tempered' by Xu Han.

Xu Han smiled, he knew that this stunned monk was not something he could justify.

However, what do you know?

That ten years.

Is it a dream? or is it real?