The winter wind is always so harsh. In the morning, it was another beginning without sunshine.

Meng Xingyun drove the car, took Mengluo and Brother Jie, followed the navigation, and went to the place where he was ready to go at the beginning, but he turned around and gave up, and he has been delayed so far - Lonely Island.

Out of the city, all the way west, with your back to the sun, oh, no sun today.

The road is wide and flat, and the scenery in front of you has gradually changed from the dense high-rise buildings in the urban area to the opening up. The tall residential buildings are also far apart, and further west, they become small cottages built by the farmers themselves, which are particularly intimate in the wilderness.

After a villa area, completely away from the bustling city, the land that cannot be seen at a glance is full of white vegetable greenhouses.

A clear, fresh air spilled through the car window into the dreamy nostrils. In the coldness, the smell of grass in the air is refreshing.

"Xiaoyun, why haven't you arrived yet?, is it so far?" Mengluo was a little anxious, he had been out of the city for half an hour, and the scenery in front of him had changed from bustling to empty.

"It's about twenty minutes away, so far away, no wonder the story told by Lao Wu is so terrifying, it is estimated that it is because the place is too remote and people look alike. Meng Xingyun glanced at the navigation and continued along the main road.

The sunroof on the roof of the car was open, and Yume Luo looked up at the sky. The gray air is filled with endless haze. Above this haze, on the top of the clouds, in the heavenly palace, what is happening at this moment?

The old Oneiroi was in the secret room of the Library Pavilion, rummaging through the last forbidden spell secret to break the door of dreams. He was worried that the book had been stolen by someone with bad intentions, and in fact, even if it hadn't been stolen, the contents might have been leaked. Otherwise, Dream Fall would not have met the person who devoured the primordial god and cracked the door of dreams in the human world. What the boss is worried about is that the man has found a way to solve the dream realm. He never told anyone the secret, but the method did exist in that hidden record.

I remember that back then, the old Oneiroi heard his ancestor say that those secrets were originally going to be burned. After burning, all the contents can only be taught to the next Oneiroi by the previous Oneiroi through oral transmission. But after a long time, the ancestor was afraid that the content would be lost by word of mouth, and the ancestor was reluctant to lose this method, so he secretly left a copy and hid it in the corner of the secret room of the library pavilion. The essence of this secret book is not how to devour the original god, not how to open the door to other people's dreams, but how to find the forbidden place of the dream god and how to open the door of the forbidden land.

It's been a long time, and the ancestors of Oneiroi have been returning to the west for countless years, and now with a vague story, he wants to find that inconspicuous secret book among the thousands of books in the library pavilion, like looking for a needle in a haystack. What's more, he didn't know what that secret book looked like. The old Oneiroi is here, and has been looking for it for two days. However, what he was looking for, he couldn't tell others, he could only rely on himself to slowly flip through.

The old Oneiroi was dazzled and confused, and he thought to himself: If he finds it, the first thing he will do is to burn the secret book, so that there will be no more such methods in the world, and only in this way will the dream fall be the safest. Only in this way can that method be known and unsolved only by Oneiroi himself.

The Library Pavilion is a small three-storey loft in the shape of a hexagonal building. The secret room, just in the mezzanine of the first floor, has a passage that leads to the basement. The area here is as large as the base of the tower on the first floor, and there are a lot of forbidden books inside. Some are case files, some are examples, some are cultivating forbidden arts, and so on. There is also a part of the area where some drugs and weapons are prohibited.

The old Oneiroi had been rummaging around in the last area he hadn't found all morning, and his tired fat belly felt like he had lost a lot of weight, but he still hadn't found the secret book. Does this mean that the secret book has been stolen...... Or, the ancestor didn't hide here back then, otherwise, this book didn't exist at all?

The old Oneiroi sat down on the ground and began to think. After pondering, he came to the conclusion that this secret book must exist, but now, he did not know where to go. He can't give up and should continue to find out the whereabouts of this secret book. If someone really stole it, maybe finding this person is the key to finding the person behind the hazy debris.

The old Oneiroi sighed and got up from the ground, today's work is probably here. If there is no secret room in the library, then you have to start with the people who come to the library.

There is a record here, and at the door of the library, everyone who comes in to consult the materials must be registered. This does not require artificial, but a relatively intelligent spirit stone.

This spirit stone, like a mirror, stands on the first floor of the library pavilion, and as long as people pass by, they will be recorded by it. Based on the image, you can search for specific information about the person. It just needs to be unlocked with the authorization of the person in charge of the library.

The old Oneiroi was irritable for a while, and the big guy who managed the library had a holiday with the old Oneiroi, and I don't know if he would help him smoothly. What can I do? I can only try it, but I can't talk about it.

The old Oneiroi came to the management office, and an old man with a gray beard sat there, holding a book in his hand, with a few words on it: Urban Cool Essay Collection.

The old Oneiroi secretly glanced at it with disdain, this was the big guy who had a holiday with him back then. He used to be the rival of the old Oneiroi. But then he was defeated by the old Oneiroi, and the grudge between the two was settled. Although thousands of years have passed, this kind of thing is still different from ordinary hatred. The so-called, a friend's wife can't be bullied. Back then, the old Oneiroi saw that this guy was chasing the flower god Niangniang, which was called a fluttering heart, and since then he has become a loyal audience who does not recognize the six relatives and only recognizes the flower god Niangniang. (Actually, it's just a womanizer, a heavy color and a light friend.) ）

Of course, the shameless behavior of the old Oneiroi pursued and fought fiercely, and finally got the helpless commitment of the flower god Niangniang, but the rivals of the old Oneiroi have formed a team since then!

After so many years, I don't know if the hatred in their hearts for the shameless behavior of the old Oneiroi has decreased. Still, there is still no end to hatred.

Old Oneiroi endured the anger in his heart, (yes, he was still angry.) Poking his fingers at the corners of his mouth, he pushed them on both sides, and a mysterious smile was born on his fat face.

Back then, when the old Oneiroi was thin, he was also recognized as a beautiful man in the Heavenly Palace. It was only later, when he got old and became rich, that he changed from a delicate male god to a chubby and cute old man.