A day in a dream only passes for a moment in reality, but for people who can't extricate themselves from the dream, it is undoubtedly like a year, if they can't bear the torment and choose to commit suicide, although it will not lead to the death of the body, but the loss of mental power will also make people sleep forever.

In the realm of the United Dream, the yellow sand is still all over the sky, and a huge fierce beast is wandering among the rubble in the wind and sand, and on its huge head is a man wearing a dark blue turban.

This man is talking to himself at this time, is he a madman?

"Xiao Jian, it's not a matter of being so consumed all the time, or you obediently disappear and find a chance to come out again, you see that I have been able to suppress the demons very well in the past few years, and your no longer growing in size is the best proof."

"That's nice, why don't you swallow it honestly for me, so that I can wake up from my dream immediately."

"Waking up is not the goal, now we are weak and can't let hatred blind us, otherwise the ascension to the upper realm will be far away, now in order not to be swallowed by you, I have to suppress hatred, and you can't grow, you and I are one and the same, and then we can only lose both, and if you can get out of trouble, you also know that I will find revenge on the old thieves of the ten directions, and you will get nutrients, isn't it a win-win situation, why waste time here."

“...........”

Finally the man stopped talking to himself, and the beast beneath him continued to wander aimlessly, and similar conversations had been repeated many times over the years, and every time they ended.

The man took off the turban that shielded him from the wind and sand, and his handsome face was now mature and resolute after the vicissitudes of life, although there will be time passing in the dream, but it cannot make people really age, and the change in appearance depends entirely on the change of mood.

It is said that a person's biggest opponent is himself, and now Yun Hao has finally realized that it may be easy to persuade others, either coercion and temptation or all kinds of words, but when you want to deceive yourself, all words become pale, because you always know which of your words is true and which is false.

The negotiation failed, and Yun Hao could only enter the meditation again and recite the scriptures to suppress the demons in his heart.

But as soon as he closed his eyes, he found that this time something was different, because he smelled a burst of meat, it was the smell of barbecue, and he could survive without eating in his dream, but who could refuse the fragrant barbecue.

Yun Hao opened his eyes in surprise, and the scene in front of him really made him so excited that he didn't know what to say.

The barren wasteland is gone, replaced by forests, babbling streams in the mountains, and fairy flowers and plants everywhere.

The smell of meat wafting from the trees came from the trees, and every branch of the trees in the vast forest was full of steaming barbecued meat, and the stream flowing in the middle was not a mountain spring but a fragrant wine, not to mention the strange flowers and plants in the mountains.

Yun Hao, who has been indifferent in the desert for many years, could not withstand such a temptation, running all the way towards the barbecue, he hung on the tree like a monkey and tore the barbecue, and when he was thirsty, he poked his whole head into the stream to suck wine, and from time to time pulled flowers and plants on the ground to relieve the oiliness.

Yun Hao didn't want to think about anything at this time, and indulged his tongue to his heart's content, and he had to lie on the grass to rest until he was about to burst his belly.

When I was looking up at the blue sky and white clouds, I saw a huge koi fish, slowly swinging its tail and swimming leisurely in the sky.

Looking at the snow-white fish belly of the koi, Yun Hao couldn't help but think: "Whose demon is this!?" ”

After drinking and eating, Yun Hao also began to face everything in front of him, he was convinced that he was not hallucinating, but came to another dream, although it was a little strange, but the only explanation was that his inner demon finally chose to compromise.

It's not uncommon for big fish to fly in the sky in a dream, Yun Hao just doesn't want to go through the process of fighting demons again.

At this moment, a thin line was thrown out of the head of the huge red and white koi, and if it were not for a buoy tied to this line, it would not be easy to see, was the big fish fishing?

Yun Hao looked at the bait curiously, the bait was actually a crumpled piece of paper, which aroused Yun Hao's interest, as the so-called full of food and nothing to do, he wanted to see what was wrapped in the paper.

So when the paper ball floated in front of him, he immediately took it, opened it and saw that there were two words on it: 'hooked'? said that it was too late, and it was so fast, a huge lift directly lifted Yun Hao up!

There is no fish hook on this line, Yun Hao's hand wants to stick to the paper, and he can't shake it off at all, until he is drawn to the back of the fish, due to the fast speed, Yun Hao was smashed when he fell, and he couldn't distinguish between the southeast and the northwest for a while, and his eyes saw things with double vision, and when his eyes could see the surroundings clearly, he felt even more inexplicable.

There was a pond in front of him, and there was a nine-curved bridge on the pond, and there was a pavilion on the side, and a small thatched hut, which looked like the retreat of a gentleman.

"Cough, cough, cough、、、" A deliberate coughing sound came from behind.

Yun Hao turned around and saw a man wearing a hat sitting on a big stone with a fishing rod in his hand, since there were people, it would be easy to do, so he stepped forward and asked, "I don't know if you have ever seen a dry old man or a noble young man?" ”

The angler didn't look back, and said, "All the people you're looking for are here." ”

Yun Hao immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and finally had a clue about Jiang Muye and Emperor Izumo, "Where are they now?" ”

The angler turned his head, and it was an old man with gray hair and gray hair, with wrinkles on his face full of brown spots, and he smiled and said, "Isn't it you and me?" ”

Yun Hao suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, "Except for you and me, there is no one else here?" ”

The fisherman smacked his lips and thought for a while, and said, "I haven't seen a living person for many years, and it's not easy for you to be caught by me as a stunned boy." ”

Yun Hao hurriedly said: "Benjun wants to find two people, if they don't come here, how can they leave?" ”

"Leave?" The fisherman was puzzled: "This is the most leisurely place in the world, and others can't come if they want to come, so why do you want to leave?" ”

Yun Hao said: "No matter how carefree it is, it is just a dream, and it is not a pure land of bliss for this gentleman. ”

The fisherman said: "How can this be a dream, you pinch your face to see if it hurts." ”

Yun Hao waved his hand and said: "Dreams are what you think in your heart, as long as you think it will hurt, you can feel pain, this is not enough." ”

The fishing man sighed: "Even if it's really a dream, what's wrong, you don't have to do anything, you can do whatever you want, you can eat whatever you want, there are too many disturbances in the world, and you can live here wantonly and feel more comfortable than the gods." ”

Yun Hao was helpless, "If it's just for eating and drinking, it's boring to live." ”

The fishing man smiled slightly again at this time and said, "Of course it's more than that, I don't believe you can look back." ”