The fat monk's words fell like thunder in Zhang Jiuye's heart.

Zhang stayed up all night and said softly: "The people of the dart team are gone, and Xu Darttou and the watchman of the lantern shaking sect have also disappeared, what should we do now?" ”

"The Lantern Shaking Sect must have a plan to pull you into the dream of the sleeping king, although the little monk still doesn't know what the purpose of this group of crazy people is. Tai Sui's dream may look similar to reality, but according to the master and the senior brothers, that corner of heaven and earth was originally built in the boundless chaos that exists outside the sky, and the real world should be very different. ”

Zhang took a deep breath, held the black tassel gun, threw away all the messy thoughts and thoughts in his mind, and then settled down to look at everything around him.

Slowly, in his field of vision, the dead village in the night began to slowly distort and retreat, as if ink was soaked in painting paper, and a new scene slowly replaced everything around Zhang who stayed up all night.

Countless brightly lit buildings appeared, then the lively market streets spread, countless figures appeared on the road, and then slowly thickened in Zhang's vision of staying up all night, and finally showed substance, full of vitality, the endless flow of people among the vendors shouting along the street, there are ordinary people with their families, there are scholars and scholars who shake folding fans to watch the scenery at the bridgehead, and there are bright waves in the embroidered windows on the second floor in the distance, and there are rippling women waving to the people on the street with a charming face.

It's a beautiful scenery of fireworks in the world.

The gun-wielding young man in a plain cloth shirt turned his head and smiled at Tang Weizi and the others in the courtyard: "Have you seen this meeting?" Come and follow me to the night market. ”

The two teenagers and a girl in the courtyard looked at the brightly lit prosperous scenery outside the courtyard with a shocked face, Tang Weizi couldn't help but slap himself, grinning in pain, and then said in horror: "Staying up late, what kind of magic power have you played?" How did you conjure up a Beihai Yanjing City in the blink of a fucking eye? ”

Xu Ying said timidly: "Is this Yanjing?" ”

Tang Weizi said angrily: "Isn't the one of the largest cities in Beihai Yanjing, the capital of Beihai?" Have you ever seen this scene in the country? But I haven't been there, sir...... Hey, I said don't you ask me? You're going to ask the one who is juggling. ”

The shock on Sun Ganlu's face had faded, and the girl quickly regained her composure, put the long sword on her back, walked outside the courtyard and stood beside Zhang Jiu Ye, looking at the bustling scene of endless traffic and people around her and was silent. Tang Weizi helped Xu Ying and walked out, this heartless young man seemed to have forgotten everything that happened tonight, his eyes were wide open, staring at the countless brightly lit towers and crowds in front of him, and he couldn't wait to imprint the scene in front of him in his mind. In the end, his eyes slowly fell on the second floor where the red sleeves were waving, facing the plump woman who was smiling, her eyes were as wide as copper bells, and she didn't even notice that she had stayed up all night and pushed herself with a cold face a few times, she was already crazy.

Zhang stayed up all night staring at the group of magnificent buildings in the city in the distance and spoke slightly, as if talking to himself, but actually asked the fat monk Zhuhe in reality: "Are these true?" ”

The fat monk's heart sounded in his heart, "Naturally, it is fake, it is a big dream, except for the small benefactor, it is all fake, don't be confused, you must remember that no matter what you see and what happens, it is all false." ”

Tang Weizi patted Zhang on the shoulder, "Staying up late, what the hell is going on?" ”

Zhang stayed up all night and looked at the few people whose faces were full of surprise, shock and bewilderment, and pondered his words for a while, and then brought what the fat monk said before with a few people, and only omitted the part about the girl Sun Ganlu. The hearts and wills of these young people who survived by the old beggars as ingots in the pit are far more comparable, and they quickly calmed down when they watched the traffic.

Following the crowd, a few people walked aimlessly on the streets at night, the abrupt ancestral hall behind him disappeared in the noise and bustle, passing by a wine shop on the corner of the street, a few people asked for a table to sit down, Zhang stayed up late and asked the shopkeeper to ask which country and which big city this is, the shopkeeper just wanted to scold a few vicious swear words to these young people who hung their poor sours on their faces, and then went to the young man who spoke unhurriedly and took out a gold particle in his arms, and the shopkeeper's eyes were as round as Tang Weizi on the side, Immediately piled up a warm and sincere smile and said: "This young master, why bother to tease the villain, this, this since ancient times, isn't there only the Suimian Dynasty in the world, the whole world is the country of the King of Mian, and this is the capital of the Suimian Kingdom!" ”

The young man nodded, handed the gold particles to the shopkeeper, then ordered a few side dishes, thought about it, and asked for two pots of wine like Xu Darttou.

Tang Weizi stared at Zhang Jiu Ye all night, puzzled and annoyed, and said, "Where did you get the gold particles?" ”

Zhang stayed up all night looking at this stunned man and only felt funny, "Since we are in that Tai Sui dream now, it would be good for you to follow the dream." What do you want in your dreams? After speaking, he casually took out a gold ingot from his arms and held it up to Tang Weizi's wide eyes, shaking it left and right, and kept teasing him.

Tang Weizi snatched the gold ingots in Zhang Jiuye's hand, looked at them carefully, and finally put them in his mouth and took a bite gently, and was so pained by the ingots that he had a toothache. There was a sly smile on his face: "Damn, I haven't seen real money in more than ten years, you say this is the dream of the wandering god, but I feel that this is a lively and prosperous area, it seems to be good!" ”

On the side, Xu Ying looked at Zhang Staying up all night suspiciously, "Brother Ye, why can't I?" ”

Sun Ganlu also shook her head, "I can't either, stay up late, brother, isn't it just for you?" ”

Zhang stayed up all night and looked at the two of them, "What do you mean, can't you guys?" ”

With that, he took out a gold ingot from his bosom and put it on the table.

Tang Weizi silently closed his eyes, then slowly bared his teeth and grinned, tried a few times like constipation, and finally couldn't help wailing: "I said stay up late, don't tease us, why can't I?" Damn, I'm mad, I'm mad, why can? ”

Just when Zhang stayed up all night and was puzzled, the fat monk's heart came, "Performing those thousands of changes in the dream of the sleeping king is a skill that only the Youshen Sect of Xin Tai Sui has, but the little monk knows that you are not a member of the Youshen Sect...... Zhang Xiaodon, do you have something to hide from the little monk? ”

Zhang stayed up and was silent for a moment, then suddenly spread out his hands, shrugged his shoulders and smiled helplessly: "It's weird, then I don't know, I really don't know." ”

Then the shopkeeper shouted and served with a plate of dishes, and he pondered that these few people were probably the nobles in the city, and the daughters had nothing to do when they were full, so they pretended to be poor people to experience the folk situation. In the previous battle, several people were also a little tired, looking at the table of good dishes that were served, and let go of eating and drinking regardless of it.

Even if a few of them knew that they were now in the treacherous dream of the High Heavenly Throne that the Lamp Shaking Sect believed in, at least the hunger and pain in front of them were real, and even everything around them was so real, completely the same as reality.

Zhang stayed up all night with a lot of thoughts in his heart, thinking about the conversation of the previous people, and couldn't help but doubt himself in his heart. It seems that only he has the ability to "dream" in the dream of the sleeping king, but he knows very well that he has never come into contact with these Youshen Sects, and even the name Tai Sui has only been heard for the first time in the ancestral hall in front. Remembering what the fat monk said earlier, he was also sure that he had nothing to hide. In addition to encountering the tomb in the pit, he got a wisp of sword qi from the tomb owner.

Zhang stayed up all night and was stunned, was it because of that wisp of sword energy?

He knew that the strange tomb and the man in the tomb were absolutely strange, but at least until now, his ingots were able to escape from the pit, and in the final analysis, he fell into the tomb full of murals by chance and received a gift from the tomb owner.

In a sense, he can be regarded as a lifesaver for his own people.

Just as he was eating indifferently and thinking about it, Xu Ying's scream came from beside him: "This ...... How is this meal full of bugs! ”

Several people looked at the shocked young man, looking at the bowl in his hand, almost vomiting all the food they had just eaten.

What kind of rice is there? The porcelain bowl was filled with a mass of white maggots writhing wildly.

A few people who were disgusted and sick to their stomachs suddenly got up, Tang Weizi was furious, and shouted: "Shopkeeper, get out of here, you fucking took the money to feed us this thing?" Believe it or not, Lao Tzu chopped your head with a sword? ”

The shopkeeper hurriedly ran out when he heard the sound, and when he saw a few people who were glaring angrily, he couldn't help but be afraid, and then he looked aggrieved, "A few adults, why bother looking for a villain to be happy, isn't this a good white rice and tamale?" ”

Zhang stayed up all night and the others looked back, and what Xu Ying was holding was a bowl full of maggots, but at this time, it turned back to its previous appearance.

The shopkeeper looked at the young man with an angry face and his right hand already pressed on the scabbard, and couldn't help but apologize with a cry, "Adults, bypass the villain, the villain asked the back kitchen to cook a table of dishes for a few adults again." ”

Zhang stayed up late and was the first to regain his composure, said something to appease the shopkeeper, and patted Tang Weizi on the shoulder to signal him to calm down, and when the shopkeeper retreated in fear, Zhang stayed up all night and sat down silently, staring at the plate of sweet and sour carp on the table, and watched silently.

Then, he saw the sweet and sour carp with a good hue slowly writhing and turning into a mass of worms writhing wildly under his gaze, and he said to himself: "Could this be the true face of Tai Sui?" Could it be that the real body of this sleeping king is a mass of worms? ”

As his mind moved, the large mass of maggots that writhed in the plate slowly solidified again, and the form slowly changed, turning back into the steaming sweet and sour carp.

Tang Weizi, Xu Ying and Sun Ganlu on the side saw this noodle, how could they still have the appetite to eat, their hearts, livers and heads were in chaos, if it weren't for the real starvation and freezing in that desperate pit for a few years to eat a solid meat refining a pair of hearts, I am afraid that they would have vomited or fainted.

"My Buddha is merciful, little donor, listen to what you say, I'm afraid that it's delirium and I will see the truth again, the little monk said, everything in Tai Sui's dream is fake."

Zhang stayed up all night looking at the lights in the night, and the still lively crowd on the street, was silent for a long time, turned to stare at his companion behind him, and finally his eyes fell on the girl.

After a long time, he was both talking to himself and to everyone.

"No, I think it's both real and fake, isn't it? And ......," the boy paused and said softly, "...... Should I continue to call you a fat monk, or should I call you a lantern shaker? ”

With his words, all the pedestrians in the bustling street stopped in an instant and turned their heads to stare at him.