Tens of thousands of monsters that are eating people all over Huzhou are fixed in place at the same time, the insects are not moving, the living dead are no longer crawling, and each of the demons has to blurt out a sentence, but their hearts are connected, and the exact same words made them fall into confusion, and then suddenly, slowly feared, and finally their hearts were like ashes.

Demon Jing squeaked and grinded his teeth, and said before the other demons: "Stupid, I am..."

"It's me!" The Yin and Yang Ghost suddenly roared with a hideous face: "I came from the edge of the Jiang River, and the flood flooded my house, so I left Yizun Township. ”

"You're lying!" The demon listened and shouted: "On the day of the flooding of the house, I was still drinking pine mash in the tavern, I... I.. I remember really, yourselves, ah... Who are you! Who are you? ”

Qingfu completely turned into a white snake, head to tail shrunk into a ball and shivered, but Bai Yao flew out from among several monsters, bit the shoulder of the demon sun, and gnawed off a large piece of meat, Bai Yao said viciously almost in despair: "Don't think, don't want to replace me, what is that, ah..... It got into my head, who are you and why? Ahh

Huzi and Mu Ziyun quietly retreated elsewhere, and Huzi asked, "Isn't that a mystery?" ”

"No, the body of the demon is a person, called Shehlin, fifty years ago, a demon energy came here, attached to Shehrin, the demon can divide Shehrin into two, maybe the energy is too large, the two are divided into eight people, that is, eight demons, each demon has been capable, think about it, a person's consciousness is divided into eight, each is Shehrin himself, and the demon can deliberately let the eight consciousnesses not touch, even if they stand together, Most of them only say me, not us, the purpose is to maintain the balance of consciousness, All I have to do is break the balance and let them, no, bring Shehrin back to reality. ”

He looked at the demon and whispered, "Eight of you, once you pierce the window paper, you will collapse." “

The collapse is only the beginning, Shehelin, who was living in a drunken dream, woke up in an instant, and the terrible thing is that he saw six different directions, and he actually had six bodies (the part in Kun has disappeared, and the consciousness of Shechelin in the dry body that ran away has actually disappeared a long time ago, which will be mentioned by chance in future stories, these, Mu Ziyun and others do not know, and the essence of the demon and the reason for its creation are more complicated, Mu Ziyun just guessed what happened after the demon could be attached to Sheikrin. ）

"No.... No..."All the demons covered their heads at the same time, six parts of consciousness, six shecherins, from that moment of severance, the bridge on which the demon can balance energy collapsed instantly, everything is torture for Shehlin, such as reincarnation, but he has six different identities at the same time, thinking about things at the same time, thinking about things at the same time, speaking at the same time to grasp six tones, but when he is in pain, he feels a trace of familiarity.

Yes! He finally remembered, weren't these, those ridiculous expectations in his heart when he was destitute? He hid in the corner of the tavern, fantasizing that he was a hero who could go to heaven and earth, and how many people sought after; Lying on the wooden bed in the small house by the Jiang River, he imagined that he was a writer who had turned his pen into gold, hiding thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in his heart, and sitting in a humble room could guide the world of Huzhou.

But this is a dream after all, a dream that will wake up in the end no matter how much pine mash you drink, he hates, hates the unfair fate, hates the unkindness of the villagers, and he wants to become a terrible ghost who eats people, like the black and white impermanence in the book, like the tiger, leopard and jackal in the mountains, even if it is a disgusting worm in the dirty ditch, he wants others to give him a funeral for his failure.

He fell in love with the laundry girl in the city, holding a snow-white puppy, with strands of hair floating on her face that could snatch away his soul, wondering what she was thinking, what she liked? Can she look at herself covered in patches? Alas, he was still a reader.

Shehrin stood guard at the teahouse opposite him every day, and whenever someone brought his clothes, he would always be happy for a while, because he wanted to see the person who was thinking about him, and he thought how good it would be if he could know what the lovely man thought in his heart, and how good it would be if he could know what everyone thought, and even he wanted to be that girl, and to have her completely.

But everything is fake, maybe you can think of every detail of "yourself", but time is too much in reality, alas, the taste of pine mash has never changed, he is always in luxury, but he never dares to try other options, he understands, understands, he is living in the wrong world.

Fortunately, one day he had a long dream, dreaming that he was standing by the Jiang River, there was a voice from the sky, saying that he wanted to fulfill his wish, he knew that it was a dream, but he still enjoyed it freely, the dream was so beautiful, so beautiful that he began to calculate the time, carefully live every breath, to his excitement, this dream seems to be endless, forget the beginning of the dream, forget the Yizun Township, forget the tavern, forget his name, his name is Kun, his name is Yu Mingzi, he found the girl he loved, he went to challenge the sect, and stepped on the Quartet, God, he's so lucky.

Gradually, the dream became reality, and the reality was locked in the dream, so what if you couldn't wake up? Anyway, no one in this world knew him.

"Thanks... Herring, I'm... Sheikhlin: "The six demons are each speaking.

"How long has it been since I dreamed, where is this, in a dream?"

"It's like the real thing, I actually saw myself in other worlds."

"No!" Mu Ziyun flew over and said loudly: "Sheikhlin, this is reality, it is the world you exist, it's been a long time, you're back." ”

"You're lying....""I'm Kyo, I can live a long life" "She's in my body?" No, we're together, you see, I'm still holding her little white dog."

"Isn't it fake" Mu Ziyun took out the water bag and threw it at them, shattering the water bag with a ball of flame, and the fresh pine mash wine inside spilled and got on the demon's lips.

The demons were stunned, looking at the sky calmly, the corners of their mouths were hooked, and their eyes came down from the black and white eyes of the yin and yang ghosts, flowing through the fat belly of the demon sun, the demons covered their mouths, their teeth bit the flesh of the palms, and they cried hoarsely, crying like rain.

"Uh, uhhhhh Ha.... Ha... Why! The demon pointed to the sky, "Even if it's a dream, can't you make it come true for me!" I'm not convinced! Ha ha.... Woooooooo

Qingfu died, turned into a serpentine stone, and the wind blew it into pieces. The demon sun died, and all the worms gathered into a heap, turned into dirt, and a chrysalis came out of the center, and out a moth, dripping with blood, flew silently towards the sun in the sky.

You Mingzi died, and before he died, he looked at Bai Yao with a smile. Bai Yao kissed the little white dog in his arms lovingly, walked slowly towards the forest south of Shimen Pass, his dress gradually turned into ashes, and his body gradually scattered into yellow sand.

Jing sat quietly at the stone gate, and Mu Ziyun walked over gently.

"Kyo, no.... Sheikhlin, sorry to disturb your dreams. ”

Jing was still looking at the south, and suddenly pointed to the south with hope, and asked Mu Ziyun: "You say, is she beautiful?" ”

Mu Ziyun said with a smile: "Beautiful, but not the most beautiful. “

"Oh? It turns out that you have also found the most beautiful person, I really envy you, to be able to accompany her in reality. “

"I envy you too, to have her, even in a dream."

Kyopan's legs began to slowly dissipate, and he smiled, "Yes, I have, in a dream, not only that, I'm still doing well, very happy, if this is the end of reality, it's not bad, then let's treat it as a dream." Jing turned to Mu Ziyun and said, "I want to go back, back to the place where she is." ”

"En" Mu Ziyun nodded, "Goodbye." ”

The wind, rolling smoke and sand, flew around Shimen Pass to the sky, perhaps along the Jiang River back to that small village, where the water had sunk, time back to that year, taverns, small houses, who said that the dream is over, the reality there has just begun.