The night moon hangs high, the bright moonlight is sprinkled in a pool of spring water, Jia You sits cross-legged on the edge of the pond and breathes, the evil Jiao floats on the sparkling water in front of him, the black Jiaolong raises his head and opens his mouth to absorb the aura of the night, the moonlight flows, and the scale armor on its body is also smooth. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There was a creaking sound beside him, and Feng Tian pushed the door and walked out of the house.

Jia You smiled: "I woke up so soon, my dream weaving technique is not deep enough",

He didn't open his eyes, his hands moved, and the aura in his body flowed in an orderly manner into his limbs.

Feng Tian snorted: "Brother Jia keeps saying that I am an adult, but he uses this dream weaving technique to trick me, I am really not a friend."

Although it is said that there is no need to weave dreams, in reality few people can refuse the temptation of this technique.

The world is full of sorrow and suffering, even the eldest son of a famous family such as Feng Tian has a lot of helplessness, but in the dream world woven by dream weaving, a perfect world is constructed, and a perfect life is fabricated, the poor can become rich in the dream, the sick can become sound in the dream, the down-and-out literati can be named on the gold list in the dream, and the person who flies apart can also grow old in the dream.

In dreams, people can get everything they want to have.

Feng Tian couldn't resist such a temptation.

He was just in a dream with Liu Yiru, Yu Youwei's two daughters were under the moon, sweet talk, so unhappy, he was not a superficial person who enjoyed beauty, so he talked with the second daughter for a long time about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the feelings gradually deepened, but just when the water came to fruition, and the second daughter suddenly became a skeleton when he planned to enjoy the joy of fish and water, and the spring dream suddenly turned into a nightmare that scared him half to death.

Thinking that Jia You was playing tricks on him, he got up angrily and opened the door, but this was not so easy to say.

Jia You smiled and said: "Brother Feng can now understand the truth of the red pink skeleton and the truth of Vientiane at will? The things of men and women in the red dust are meaningless, in the end they are just a few white bones in the loess, and cultivating the mind outside the world like me is the right way."

"Hmph",

Feng Tian snorted coldly.

Jia You opened his eyes, saw him angry, and couldn't help laughing: "Brother Feng, I'm really not playing tricks on you, you want a wife and two concubines, and my dream weaving technique can satisfy you with the blessing of all people, but I'm afraid that you won't be happy in your dreams, and it will be difficult to wake up again."

"Don't you hear Zhuang Zhou Mengdie? I don't know that Zhou's dream is a butterfly, and Hu Die's dream is Zhou?

Feng Tian frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

Jia You said: "I am the caster of the Dream Weaving Technique, Brother Feng is the bearer of the Technique, I can control the dream, if you sink into the dream and do not want to wake up, although I can forcibly wake you up, but it will inevitably hurt your spirit, then it is my sin",

He smiled and said: "This dream weaving technique is not to satisfy the vain illusions of the red dust layman, the people in this sect use the dream weaving technique on themselves for the purpose of cultivating the mind, only those who can really break through the barrier of life and death, see through the red dust, and the heart of the cultivation is as strong as iron can be free in the dream, once ordinary people are lost in the dream and do not want to wake up, there are only two results, either the person who performs the spell risks hurting his soul and forcibly wakes him up, or let him sleep until he dies."

"If I don't scare Brother Feng awake, wouldn't Brother Feng also have the same result?" hahaha......

He laughed out loud.

Hearing him say this, Feng Tian was also afraid for a while, and stood stunned for a long time and said: "That's it, I can't stay in your place, Brother Jia will have time to go to my house one day to sit, although it can't compare to the red dust you weave in your dreams, but maybe it can also make you happy."

Jia You nodded and smiled: "I will visit another day",

After a slight pause, he said: "Brother Feng, there is a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not."

Feng Tian smiled: "What else do you see with me?"

Jia You stroked Jiaolong's rough and hard head and said, "It's about Sister Ling",

"Demon demon?", Feng Tian's heart moved, and said, "What's wrong with the demon?",

Jia You glanced at him and said, "Sister Ling is full of evil skills, I'm afraid she has fallen into the devil's way."

"Evil work, how do I not know ......",

Suddenly remembering the toad yesterday, he inevitably lacked confidence in speaking.

Jia You said with a smile: "With Ling Mei's cultivation, it is not difficult to hide from you, over the years, Ling Mei has raised a lot of demonic people, I am afraid that his ambition is not small, I will go out in a few days, only this sentence wants to tell you",

Feng Tian didn't take his words to heart, his sister has had a strange temperament since she was a child, she likes demonic things, and there may indeed be some people under her who can't get on the stage, but she hasn't done anything to be sorry for the Feng family.

"Does Brother Jia have a mission?",

Jia You smiled and didn't say much.

"That's it, the rules of the God of Wealth Pavilion are really boring",

Jia You smiled and said: "I heard that the saint has been reincarnated, and now he is in the Northern Regions, maybe in the realm of the Wu Clan, and the head of the tribe asked me to find him",

"The reincarnation of a saint?",

......

Huayue Building, the warm pavilion is crimson lingering, the dark fragrance is floating, there is a pot of dew boiling on the table, Yu Youwei picked a few tea leaves and put them in the cup;

The battle with Jia You was not as easy as it seemed on the surface, although he destroyed Jia You's spirit jade clone, but his own injuries were not light, and they were all internal injuries, so he had to recuperate.

This battle made him have to re-examine the Ten Masters of Zhongzhou.

In fact, although the arrogant sword duel can only be regarded as half a set of swordsmanship, but since he first understood this way of swordsmanship when he fought with Li Guiyang in the Seven Kingdoms, and added a few moves after fighting with Gai Wenquan in the desert holy fire sect Shacheng, which greatly increased the power of this way of swordsmanship, and then he was quite proud, and he thought that he was invincible in his peers with this set of swordsmanship, but now it seems that the ten masters of Zhongzhou are indeed not in vain, I am afraid that they are really their own fierce rivals.

Half an hour later, he opened his eyes and looked out the window, the moon was hanging high in the sky, and it was already nightfall.

The light fragrance of tea came into the nose, and Yu Youwei's tea had been changed several times.

"Lang Jun, are you getting better?"

Yu Youwei handed him the small porcelain cup.

Lu Hong said with a smile: "Internal injuries are difficult to recuperate, and it will be almost enough to recuperate for ten days and half a month."

He didn't taste the tea, he put down the cup after drinking half of it and said, "It's getting late, I should go back, Youwei, you should rest early."

Yu Youwei's mouth opened slightly, wanting to say something but didn't say it after all.

Lu Hong turned around and was about to open the door, when suddenly a pair of soft and boneless hands hugged him from behind, a warm breath came from behind, and a faint fragrance came into his nose.

"Youwei ......",

Lu Hong turned around and saw that her pink face and peach cheeks were full of redness, her eyes were closed when she held herself, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, she didn't say anything, just hugged him tightly, and her body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Youwei, don't you want me to go?",

Yu Youwei's face turned even redder, but she didn't say anything, just pressed her cheek to his chest.

The nephrite jade in his arms was warm and fragrant, and Lu Hong, no matter how strong his determination was, was embarrassed at this time, he lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, leaned over to pick her up and walked towards the curtain...... (To be continued.) )