The Cowherd had a dream.

In his dreams, he took the form of a giant beast that drove through the sky, roaming freely in the sky until someone tried to pull him as a camel beast.

He was naturally angry, how could his majestic presence help someone pull a cart, even if the car was far larger than him, covered with thick alloy, and he didn't need to provide lifting force after it really moved.

Moreover, there is no point in such an attempt.

Tianyue had already collapsed, far less than the sky, and the man had no chance to find his old friend.

But the man was extremely persistent, annoying him again and again, as if he was different from other giant beasts, as if he would be able to lift the man's incomparably heavy iron shell.

I don't know how long it took in the dream, but he was finally convinced.

He didn't know how to convince him, but he only remembered that after seeing the other party touch a strange small object, he sighed and let him fix the huge saddle-like bag around him, and then ......

Then it's time to run.

Ran until the sparks were blazing, ran until the ears were full of explosions, ran until I was in severe pain, and my heart and lungs were even more like fire, praying that all four legs would stop the drive that would end together.

But the brain didn't say yes after all.

He didn't stop, he didn't slow down, he was like a silent camel beast, turning into a dazzling fire from the bottom up, and when he ran to the point of light that completely reduced the dome—only then did he begin to twist his body violently under the slight lightness of numbness.

Looking at the iron shell that was still rising, still surrounding the firelight, soaring towards the sky, towards the place where one of the two moons was, and turned into a great light far more dazzling than himself.

Not in a suitcase... Who said...... Not in a suitcase......

It's not... Did it happen, as the last... Assist......

I hope you can find him......

Find the imprisoned ......

He closed his eyes in the dazzling light, and the only burning pain left in the sour white light greeted the transformation from the light to the darkness, but suddenly he heard a question:

"Imprisoned by the Ghost Prisoner of Hell?"

"Wow!" He opened his eyes suddenly, and what he saw was a strange blue sky.

and a slight white mist left at the edge of the field of vision.

Am I still flying?

He couldn't help but think, but heard the familiar voice again: "Don't bark." ”

Belch......

He turned his head and saw that the angry Tianshu was sitting in a section... Something like a big stump overlooking itself.

What's going on?

Did you fall asleep on your own?

Shouldn't it have been ...... before? He struggled to recall, then his eyes widened, and then he looked at the scholar that day, and then let out a louder voice: "Ah!!! ”

“… I can't take it anymore. It seems that the heavenly scholar who raised his hand to support his ears as if his ears hurt from the shock, but only symbolically supported one side, seemed to have some strange lines scattered in the air between his hands.

And the Cowherd himself just subconsciously stared at the young man, glaring like a copper bell.

In that memory, he remembered the endless black flames, the oppressive atmosphere that almost took him breathless, and the young man in that atmosphere, who was wrapped in the shackles of countless flames.

Sometimes it was the familiar calm appearance, sometimes it was a hideous and terrifying monster appearance, his hands were wrapped around the same flame chains, and he quickly whispered to himself without looking back with a calm posture and demeanor:

When you go out later, you run in the opposite direction. ’

And before he had time to say anything, he saw a flower in front of him, and at the same time, he felt extremely scorching, and at the same time, he saw the terrible immortal and the strange huge monster hanging in the air with the previous posture of the heavenly scholar.

But it's obviously a monster with a different shape from the Heavenly Scholar?

He was stunned on the spot, motionless, as if he had forgotten the young man's instructions just now, and fell to the ground due to the sudden earthquake, looking at the giant beast that seemed to be very close to him, but was actually quite far away, and the monster who bowed down to look at the giant beast, before he could scream—

The vision was darkened by the sudden burning pain.

When he remembered all this, he was shocked and asked:

"You're also an immortal?!"

"It's not." Tian Shusheng's face was expressionless, and he replied without thinking.

"But you can be like that!" Without noticing his slight hoarseness, the Cowherd raised his hand and gestured, still full of vitality, "It can change back to the way it is now!" ”

And that day the scholar was still calm.

"It's not just gods who can do this."

"Then you are the demons mentioned by the Heavenly Master?"

"Things in the world are never black and white, Cowherd."

"And what are you?"

"The one who pushed you down the river, the heavenly scholar in your mouth."

"I almost forgot about it, you actually mentioned it!"

"What has happened should not be forgotten, the memories of the past will always catch up with you, Cowherd."

Tian Shusheng said, turned his head to look in the direction of the door, as if he meant something, and looked back with complicated eyes, as if he remembered something else, and the cowherd himself was silent, and suddenly remembered the dream that had begun to fade.

Some dreams are like this, the dream is extremely clear, as if you can fully empathize, but once you wake up, that feeling, that memory will quickly mottle, as if your head doesn't want you to remember at all, and you don't even want to give a little memory.

But he still remembered the burning pain in his body, as clear as he had been sitting on a stone and napping with a fishing rod not long ago, and had been pushed into the river when he was accustomed to pretending to make a joke.

It was a lot cooler.

"It's like I'm in a dream." He said suddenly.

"What kind of dream?" Tian Shusheng asked.

His tone was still so calm, as if it was not strange for him to suddenly say such a sentence, and it was clear that the Cowherd himself felt that it was strange for him to suddenly say this.

However, the other party was also very strange, so he continued: "A very familiar dream, as if I have been dreaming. ”

"In my dreams, I seemed to be very hot, thirsty, and painful."

"You were scorched by the heat before, if it weren't for Miss Weaving's willingness to rescue, I'm afraid you won't be able to talk like this in the short term."

"Holy shit! Turns out I'm really in pain?! ”

"......" Da Yan's swear words are so long-standing? The silent Omer couldn't help but wonder.

"Pain feeds back from reality to dreams - I wanted to say that, but you say you seem to have this dream all along?"

"Yes, I'm still running in my dreams."

"Sounds like some giant on a daily basis." Omo remembers the Dongyan allusion that has been passed down in an idiom to this day.

Heat, thirst, pain, running, like a chase that ends without a problem.

If you change to the two horse girls outside the house, you will probably have a different feeling.

"But I seem to be chasing the moon."

“…… It was an unexpected reversal, remember why? ”

"It's like... Because of a woman? ”

“…… I thought you were a cowherd, not Bian Zhuang. ”

"Who is Bian Zhuang?" The Cowherd wondered.

"Patriarch Jiutian Shangfu, the head of the five parties, the general of the North Pole, the generalissimo of the capital, the generalissimo Tianpeng Zhenjun, the symbol of the Beidou Breaking Army Star."

“… You don't catch your breath? Cowherd was shocked, as if he had discovered a new skill of the Heavenly Scholar.

"Panting is impure, and the spell must be done in one go, otherwise the effect will be greatly reduced."

"But I don't even remember that string."

The Cowherd looked awkwardly at Omer who raised his hand to summon a water ball.

The latter just took a sip: "Referred to as Marshal Tianpeng." ”

"Oh."

Although Omo didn't even know what the Taoist priests were doing, he remembered these knowledge test points clearly, especially the honorific names of most of the Dongyan gods.

The reason for this is because of such a request, although he did not end up on that path.

Otherwise......

A Patrick Taoist priest - sounds like a monster and is inevitably criticized.

But to be honest, Marshal Tianpeng's image is so war-mad, and there are countless disguises in the Shenxiao faction, and his Tianpeng Lei Law is even more popular to volunteer to fill in, and it has become such a virtue when it comes to Journey to the West...... Omo naturally didn't believe in the content of the second creation, but he was curious about whether the creator was found by the main owner in his dream.

After all, in the Terra Federation, those gods are not necessarily just clay figurines.

"What did Marshal Peng do that day?"

“？”

Seeing Omer's indescribable eyes, the Cowherd realized the problem of his expression: "... I'm asking, why did you mention him? ”

"There is a subtle similarity in some rumors about the month by month because of women, but when I think about it, maybe it is Fujiwara On."

"Who's that?" The Cowherd once again felt the erudition of the Heavenly Scholar.

But Tian Shusheng didn't bother to show it: "It's not important, I don't think I have that ability, continue to talk, what do you remember?" For example, what is the name of the woman? ”

When he said this, he seemed to be looking at the door again, so that the Cowherd also subconsciously looked at the door, and no one could see it.

"I don't remember exactly."

"Oh, it's over." Omer let out a helpless sigh.

"I should be able to remember, let me think, at least, at least one word."

"Then you think slowly, and if you can't think of it, you can drink water." Omer said, gesturing to another mass of water that appeared out of thin air.

Then he decided to drink the water balloon in front of him, and he heard the other party suddenly excited:

"I thought of it! It's night! ”

Syllable!

The moment the water squirted out, the young man quickly raised his hand and slapped it to the side, and it made a crisp sound on the wooden wall in the frightened gaze of the cowherd, leaving an obvious wet dent.

The person concerned didn't care about this, but wiped the wet stains on the side of his mouth with his thumb:

"You don't want to think about it anymore?"

"Think about it! I'll think again!! ”