The cultivation of the Ghost Jia Mountain God is far above Meng Juntong, even if he is on the verge of death at this moment, but if he really wants to lock his heart, no matter what Meng Juntong does, he can't knock his memory.

He used to be the god of Beiyue Mountain, he knew all kinds of things about the dream weavers in Shaohua Dream City, and he also understood that the dream he wanted was something that only they could give to him. He chose to release memories that had been sealed in the dust for hundreds of years.

Baishi's followers, Baishi's fetters, he wants to get a result, he deserves to have such a dream, and he deserves to die in such a dream.

The next things, Meng Juntong was already clear, but those things were no longer suitable to join the bottom layer of the dream realm of the Beiyue Mountain God. Because if you add it to it, it will be difficult for the next dream to develop in the direction that the Beiyue Mountain God thinks, let alone what fulfillment there will be.

In fact, the little girl with pigtails named Yaya a hundred years ago did not get happiness, and only two years after she was brought home by a foreign couple, and she didn't even remember, and the family in the mountains suffered a disaster.

The bandits of Savage Ridge went down the mountain to fight the autumn wind, and somehow they set their sights on the family that adopted Yaya.

How could the family not have thought that there was no crime in the autumn on weekdays, and they would send people to the nearby Jiuling Thirteen Fortresses to provide peace money on a regular basis, and the thieves who had received so much benefit from themselves would suddenly become murderous.

There were about 100 people in the master and servant of the outside family, and they were slaughtered by this group of desperate bandits overnight, and their family wealth was also looted. Only Yaya, who was hidden by his wife in the house at that time, survived.

The town's head catcher was searching for the corpses of his family, and he accidentally saw those bright eyes in the cracks.

Yaya just obediently lay in the crack, looking outward. He didn't cry or make a fuss, as if he didn't even know what was going on outside.

The slaughter of the family's family soon spread all over the township, and the incumbent catcher quickly brought Yaya back to the town's government.

This girl is really spiritual, she is a little surprised, she seems to not cry, let people carry her over and change her. And almost everyone will show her sweet smile.

Such a little girl, who can not like it, who does not pity it.

But soon a vicious rumor spread in the market, saying that this girl was a lone star. Originally, he was his biological parents, but he had just been adopted by a foreign couple, and his family was destroyed by bandits and thieves. If anyone wants to adopt this girl again, they will encounter even more terrible disasters.

With this statement, those who originally wanted to adopt this cute little girl had to retract their hands one by one. When they think of the tragic situation of being slaughtered all over the house, it is difficult for them to have no obstacles in their hearts.

In this way, poor Yaya became a wandering orphan.

Later, the officials of the government couldn't stand it, and after several discussions, they took her into custody in the government and provided her with three meals a day. People feel that the righteousness in the government yamen may be able to withstand the evil power of the 'lone star'. Guangxi

Yaya has also been very sensible since she was a child, and at the age of three or five, she will carry a broom taller than her to help the housekeeper of the government to clean.

This memory is not the original direct memory of the Beiyue Mountain God, he is the Beiyue Mountain God, guarding the luck of a country, the feng shui of the town, and the tens of millions of people who want to be cared for, how can he have the energy to focus on one person.

These memories were later read by him from one person after another who had experienced the event, and then understood what he understood.

So what should I do with the next dream, Meng Juntong, who was standing at the bottom of the temporarily frozen dream, stretched out her hand and gently stroked her chin, and the dream book she had read in Shaohua Dream City had to quickly flip through the pages in her mind.

"What if the dream moves forward and transforms, and the dream becomes a dream within a dream. Meng Juntong's eyes lit up slightly.

If you make everything that happens behind you fake, if you want to be caught, if you are seriously injured, if you start a war to save your own teeth, then you will return to the beautiful balance you had at the beginning.

Thinking of this, Meng Juntong snapped his fingers, and a layer of misty fog rose from the bottom of the surrounding dream.

The battle between the heavens and the earth suddenly stopped, and the gaze of the Beiyue Mountain God who was in the golden body froze slightly, and the beast tide in front of him began to recede, and the Yin soldiers in front of him also dissipated into clouds of smoke. The thunder on Wangsendai, the wildfire burning the sky, and the roar that shook the heavens and the earth seemed to have disappeared all at once.

There was a hesitation in the eyes of the Beiyue Mountain God, and this hesitation went from shallow to deep, and then to deep. At the same time, the flame of the Ming Soul Ancient Lantern carried by Meng Juntong in his hand completely turned from purple red to golden red.

The dream was deepened to the third level, and in that dream, nothing had happened yet, and the god of Beiyue Mountain woke up from the dream in a daze.

Anyone who has ever dreamed knows it, but when you wake up, it will be gradually forgotten in a short time, and sometimes it feels like it still exists, but the specific content is no longer remembered. The Dream Weaver calls this the Horizon Shift, or Soul Realm Rotation.

After the transformation, the Beiyue Mountain God appeared in a trance, and when he came back to his senses, he happened to see the little girl with pigtails, who was sitting on his shoulders and dangling a pair of white and tender little jade feet, giggling to himself, as if talking about something very interesting.

She had just wiped her body again for the Beiyue Mountain God, and her golden body was shining brightly under the illumination of the lights, showing the solemnity of her golden body.

"Grandpa Mountain God, Yaya made an appointment with his friends tomorrow to go to Baixi River to play, they said that there is a particularly beautiful stone in the river, some of the patterns on the stone are like dragons, some are like tigers, and some are colorful. I'll dig you some back, I think you're going to love it. Yaya reached out and lightly touched the mountain god's golden cheek, and then giggled again.

This girl doesn't seem to feel any pain in her heart, and there seems to be only laughter and happiness in her world.

"Baixihe," as soon as the three words came out, Meng Juntong was slightly stunned, and then she felt that the ancient lamp of the mountain god's Ming Soul trembled slightly, which showed that he was also touched by these three words, but at this moment he was in a triple dream, and there was no memory of the past, this kind of touch was just a feeling, but it couldn't be related to any specific affairs.

Baixi River, Meng Juntong remembered, that was the place where Yaya had an accident before and was taken away by the bandits of Savage Ridge.