On the cloud cliff, Fu Tianji and Wei Yanyu were behind more than a dozen inner disciples, looking at the bluestone mirror image in front of them.

Fu Tianji's elbow was obliquely branched, and he was expressionless when he saw it. It's been three hours, and there isn't even one candidate who can pass through this fantasy realm.

Wei Yanyu was worried that she was too bored to look at Fu Tianji beside her, so she leaned slightly and whispered to him, "Maybe the next candidate can pass." ”

Fu Tianji was still expressionless, "If you can pass, it will be under your door." ”

Wei Yanyu sighed lightly, "Senior brother, since the death of Shizun Immortal, you seem to have changed as a person, and you have never accepted apprentices. Why is this so painful? ”

Fu Tianji said lightly: "I don't like it." ”

"But you are also the second leader, and you are also responsible for ......"

Fu Tianji interrupted him, "You are the only one in charge. The title of the second head was given to me by yourself, and it has nothing to do with me. ”

He has always been like this, Wei Yanyu sighed, and didn't care about him, turned his head to continue to look at the mirror image, and said: "Speaking of which, after the death of the master and the immortal, the whereabouts of the master and the ancestor are still unknown, and the junior brother has left Shushan many times, is it looking for him?" ”

Fu Tianji's face turned cold for a moment, "You check me?" ”

Wei Yanyu smiled gently, "How can you say that you will check?" You and I are out of the same door, grow up together, and have a tacit understanding, so you don't have to check. ”

Fu Tianji laughed in his nose, "The tacit understanding is interesting." ”

Wei Yanyu's fingers tapped lightly on the armrest, and he didn't speak again.

It's not the first time that these two heads have such a conversation with insinuations, swords and hidden arrows, and the dozens of disciples standing behind them all pretend not to hear, wishing that they were transparent people.

Wei Yanyu suddenly said, "Senior brother, why don't we make a bet to see if the next candidate can pass the test?" ”

"Not interested." Fu Tianji stood up, the wooden sword at his waist was unsheathed, and he was about to leave.

Wei Yanyu was surprised: "Senior brother left like this?" ”

Fu Tianji said indifferently: "You can see it yourself, I have something to do, go first." ”

Wei Yanyu saw that he insisted on leaving, and did not stay any longer, turning back to continue watching.

At this glance, his expression suddenly froze, and his body leaned forward slightly, as if to look more closely.

A large area of heavy white mist appeared on the bluestone mirror, as thick as cream, making people unable to see a little content, and there was a sound of footsteps in the fog, light and cheerful.

"Pedal... Pedaling ......"

In the thick fog, the sound of such footsteps echoed, reflecting a sense of mystery. All the disciples who observed the dream were curious. Who would dream like that?

Fu Tianji was about to leave, and he glanced at it casually - he almost didn't fall off the sword!

In the thick fog, the immature face of a child about ten years old suddenly appeared.

Although he was only a child, he recognized it at a glance as a child.

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The wind condensation frost lying on the jade platform, the eyelashes trembling, have entered a deep dream.

As soon as she fell asleep, she was still conscious, constantly reminding herself that this was a dream and that she should stay awake.

She noticed that her height had changed, and when she looked down at her hand, her fingers were short and round, and she immediately realized that this was when she was ten years old.

The white mist around her became thicker and thicker, enveloping her small body and embracing her forward.

These fogs seemed to have a magical power, gradually dissolving her subconscious vigilance until she forgot her true self and returned to the day when she was a child.

Today, she was in a good mood, because just now, the uncle who forged the sword at the entrance of the village gave her two steamed buns, and she held them in her arms, hummed a song, and kicked her steps to rush home.

The fog is heavy, but she will never get lost. Because the smell of cooking smoke at home is always the most fragrant in the whole village. My mother's cooking skills are superb, and even the simplest egg fried rice can be fried by her to the level of a high-priced restaurant.

The mother is not only excellent in cooking, but also proficient in medical skills, it is simply a decathlon, and she is the best mother in the world.

Following the fragrance back home, Xiaofeng Ningshuang pushed the door and shouted crisply: "Mother, father, I'm back!" ”

Without waiting for her father and mother to respond, she jumped on the bench and looked at the dishes on the table, her eyes lit up: "Wow, it's a fish!" ”

It is rare to see fish in the countryside and mountain villages, and my father, who was supposed to go to the market, came back and bought her her favorite fish.

With her chin resting on the back of her crossed hands, she stared at the plate of fish - this fish was topped with purple lemon grass, a very special spice that was sprinkled on the fish for an even better umami taste.

The inner disciples who were watching at the scene seemed to be able to smell the fragrance through the mirror.

Fu Tianji had already put away the wooden sword and stared at the mirror, his face sinking like water.

Xiao Ningshuang was so hungry that he couldn't help but stretch out his fat little hand, wanting to taste it first.

A pair of chopsticks reached out next to her and gently slapped her hand, "There are no rules." When your mother is done, we will eat together. With a smile in his voice, it was Daddy.

"Yay!" Xiao Ningshuang clapped her hands, "What delicious is my mother still cooking?" I'm going to see it. He jumped off the bench and ran to the back kitchen.

"Mother, mother!" Xiao Ningshuang jumped over and hugged her mother who was preparing food.

She was only a little above her mother's waist, a small one, like a bamboo shoot after the rain clinging to bamboo.

The mother turned around, touched her little drooping hair, and said softly: "Little Frost is back?" ”

"Hmm~~" Xiao Ningshuang took out two steamed buns from her arms and stuffed one into her mother's hand, "Mother, give." One for you. ”

The mother took it and smiled, "What about the other one?" Don't you leave it for Daddy? ”

Xiao Ningshuang whispered, "Give." I'll just give it a small bite and give it to Daddy. After saying that, I took a very small bite, put it down, looked up at my mother, and smiled sweetly.

Everyone present was in a sweet mood - what a cute baby! Whose dream is this?

Fu Tianji clenched his fists tightly and stared at the mirror without blinking. Wei Yanyu glanced in his direction, then turned to the mirror, thoughtful.

The woman said softly, "Little Frost will go outside and wait first, ready to eat." ”

Xiao Ningshuang nodded, her eyes smiling into crescent moons: "Mm-hmm, I'm ready to eat-"

Before he could finish speaking, there was a sudden loud noise outside, and the flames were in the sky, and the terrible screams, the cries of the fowl, and the cries of the children were all in chaos.

This sweet and harmonious picture was suddenly torn and caught off guard.

The woman suddenly changed color, and shoved the wind and frost under the stove, "Mother, go see what's going on, you are waiting here." Don't come out! With that, she wiped her hand on her apron and hurried outside.

Xiao Ningshuang held the steamed bun with both hands, a little at a loss, and looked down at the steamed bun, as if she was saying to herself: "It's not delicious when it's cold, I'll go find Daddy." ”

She crawled out of the stove, crawled behind the kitchen door, and slowly poked out her little head.

She could barely believe her eyes, was this still her home?

Many people rushed into the house, trembling and hugging each other. The simple furniture in the house was scattered, and the fresh and delicious fish was thrown into a corner and covered in a layer of dust.

Daddy stepped forward and comforted these people one by one: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. ”

This middle-aged man, who was not good-looking, his hands were actually trembling slightly, picked up a broom, mustered up his courage, and stood behind the door.

All people's hearts almost stopped.

There was a loud bang, and the door suddenly fell inside, stirring up huge dust and shaking people, who were hugging and shivering, let out a scream of fear.

Xiao Ningshuang stared blankly.

In the doorway was a tall body, blocking the door tightly, and in the dust and white mist, the figure giggled, and the laughter was not at all like that of a human being, terrifying and harsh.

Wait for the dust to clear......

One, two, three...... Bai Sensen's bones, a rickety skeleton that was about to fall apart, appeared in the doorway, and it was as tall as three or four adult men. The body is not wrapped in flesh and blood, the organs are clearly visible, and the mouth makes a "quack" biting sound, like a demon from hell.

Among the people watching the mirror, someone suddenly exclaimed: "White Bone Demon?!" ”

"Isn't this the White Bone Demon, one of the Four Great Demon Kings? Manifesting himself here? ”

"Whose dream is this?"

There was a lot of gossip and discussion.

Fu Tianji's pupils shrank suddenly, the long sword on his waist burst out, and as soon as he stepped up, he was about to fly away.

The sleeve was suddenly pulled by a force, and Wei Yanyu said urgently: "Senior brother, don't!" Once the realm of illusion is opened, it can only be escaped by oneself. If you force your way in, the person concerned will be in danger of his life! ”

Fu Tianji paused, turned around, looked at the mirror again, his whole body suddenly exuded a cold breath, his clenched fists, and his bones turned white.

The Dream Realm is like a door, and the key is only in the hands of the dreamer. If an external force enters, it can indeed open the door, but the door will be destroyed.

Now this dreamer, Wind Condensation, is lying on the jade platform, and her eyelashes flutter more frequently.

She was experiencing the greatest fear and trembling of her life.

The picture in front of him had all changed, and Feng Ningshuang felt that there was only one color in his field of vision.

Sanguine.

There was blood everywhere, gushing out, like raindrops, on the walls, on the ground, on the beams of the house.

The deformed skeleton stepped in, grabbed people and ate them.

She didn't remember where her mother was, she wanted to find it, but her mind was a little sluggish, and it was a little blank, like a dream.

The skeleton's stomach and esophagus were clearly visible, covered in white bones. She didn't understand why its organs didn't fall out.

She was stunned when she saw a man rushing up with a broom, shouting in a miserable voice: "Spit out my wife!" Spit it out! ”

Xiao Ningshuang's brain was buzzing, and he saw the skeleton lift his father, pinch his neck, his skinless face, his teeth bite up and down, and let out a "giggle" laugh: "It's in my stomach." Don't you humans like to be together the most? Let's go to my belly together! ”

With a "whoop", blood gushed like a fountain.

And then......

Then, she couldn't see her father's head.