Lin Daqi was still conscious at this time, but he just couldn't open his eyes. In front of him, there was endless darkness, and he knew he was in a dream.

It seems that this feeling has been felt before when I was a child, but it has not been this feeling for many years.

At this point, he felt that his body was very comfortable, and the pain in reality was gone. He was like a ball of cotton wool, there was no wind, no sound, but he could float freely in this dark place.

Peerless light feats, nothing more than that.

This is Lin Daqi's inner thoughts.

But floating, not far away, a hole glowing with white light suddenly appeared.

Lin Daqi wanted to step forward to find out, so he struggled towards the entrance of the cave.

It's like swimming in the ocean.

......

Out of the hole, everything is back to reality.

To be precise, the reality of dreams.

The sun was still so dazzling, Lin Daqi instinctively reached out to cover the sun, so that his eyes could see the surrounding environment more clearly.

Sure enough, I came here when I was a child.

It's just that at that time, I was in a daze every time, and I woke up all of a sudden.

This time, the stay was quite long.

Lin Daqi fixed his eyes and remembered why he always woke up here when he was a child.

Directly in front of him there was a recessed stone wall, and there sat a dry skeleton.

When he was young, he was naturally afraid of such dead human bones, so he often thought it was a nightmare.

I remember that every time I woke up after this dream, his grandfather always said that he was yelling and talking in his sleep last night.

And he would tell his grandfather that he had encountered a ghost.

His grandfather would laugh and drink soju alone, looking at the sky with a pleasant face, and then said meaningfully: "There are no ghosts in this world, and if there are ghosts, we don't have to be afraid of death." Even if there are ghosts, they are the same as people, there are good and bad, and sometimes, the human heart is more terrible than the ghost. ”

The old man has no culture, although he is a storyteller, every time he says a big truth, he repeats it.

Lin Daqi said more than once that the old man's truths were written down by eavesdropping on others' words, but the old man has always stubbornly said that there are so many truths in the world, and his experience in this life is only these truths. Although everyone can preach these truths, there are really not many people who believe in them, and even fewer people use these truths to remind themselves from them from time to time.

Every time he said this, the old man would talk at length again.

Lin Daqi is a little nostalgic now, but unfortunately the old man is no longer in the world. In this world, no one will have the patience to talk to him all night.

So now Lin Daqi is not afraid of the bones of dead people, on the contrary, curiosity prevails.

......

If there were ghosts in this world, my grandfather would come out to protect me.

......

Lin Daqi tried to run towards the recessed mountain wall, but he could really get through.

Standing in front of this dry bone, Lin Daqi did not forget to respectfully perform a Buddha salute.

"Big brother, don't blame, I used to dream of you a lot, but now that I'm grown up, I also come to see you. No matter what kind of divine goblin you are, as long as you don't harm me, I can come to see you every night. ”

After speaking, Lin Daqi raised his head slightly and observed this dry bone up close.

Seeing this dry skeleton sitting upright, his legs crossed, his hands relaxed on his knees, and his two eyes looking ahead, there was no pain at all.

Lin Daqi said to himself: "I think the eldest brother was a high-ranking monk before his death, so let's die here." ”

Thinking of this, the only bit of apprehension left in Lin Daqi's heart was gone.

If you are a high-ranking monk, you must be compassionate, and you will not harm yourself.

Since it feels so real right now, why not take a walk.

So, Lin Daqi moved and circled around the dry bone.

When he turned to his right hand, Lin Daqi found that the green vine on his right hand did not cover this place, on the contrary, this green vine extended down from the mountain, and where they went was on the sword inserted in the right hand of this dry bone.

The green vines wrapped around the sword, so from the outside, it looked as if the recessed mountain wall was about to be invaded by the green vines. In fact, only the area of this sword was wrapped in those green vines.

Since this is a sword, then the dry bone in front of him is not a high-ranking monk.

This should be a hero.

Lin Daqi reacquainted himself with this dry bone, and turned his eyes to the long sword that was entwined with green vines.

Through the cracks in the green vines, he saw that the sword seemed to be rusty and unremarkable.

It is said that famous swords are extremely rare, and ancient famous swords are even rarer. All the famous swords of those famous sects are examples.

Could it be that this is also a famous sword in the past, but this hero didn't have time to give it to someone who was destined to do so? Or did this hero come to the mountains and didn't want this sword to reappear in the rivers and lakes?

Therefore, there is this green vine around the sword, which has become a trick to obstruct the eyes.

After all, Lin Daqi is a storyteller, and these thoughts suddenly made his blood boil, so much so that he forgot that he was in a dream for a while.

If it's the first case, then I'm destined for this hero, maybe there are some martial arts cheats nearby. When the time comes, where do you need to stay in this Divine Sword Gate for a year? You will be able to become a teacher by practicing here for a year. I remember that in those stories of the rivers and lakes, most of those who have this kind of adventure can become characters who stir up the storm, and even become a generation of grandmasters in the future.

And Lin Daqi's goal is extremely clear, that is, to kill those three barbarians to avenge his grandfather. Therefore, after practicing a martial art, his goal is far simpler than those lucky people who have ambitions and stir up the world.

If this is the case, then it is indeed God who helps me! Lin Daqi muttered to himself, and then thought of the second situation.

In this second case, it's much trickier.

Maybe this sword is indeed a famous sword, but at the same time, it is an ominous sword. Every master will sit and die in a foreign land like this hero, so this hero will deliberately choose such a remote place to not be discovered.

As soon as he thought of this, Lin Daqi's scalp instantly became numb, and when he thought about it, he had to be connected to mysterious witchcraft again.

Thinking of this, Lin Daqi's outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, hesitated for a moment, and retracted again.

He hurriedly ran to this dry bone, folded his hands in front of him and shook it in apology: "This hero, I don't know your life, and I don't dare to disturb you more here." Even if I'm really your destined person, it's not that material. I don't believe you, look at me, isn't it ordinary enough?"

Lin Daqi paused, and then said, "If you were killed by this sword, then I wouldn't dare to stay longer." It's a dream after all, and I don't have a place to bury your bones. I've never been here, and I don't know where it is, so I don't dare promise you anything. ”

After pausing for a while, Lin Daqi continued: "Anyway, excuse me, please don't look for juniors in the future." The younger generation is stupid by nature, and it's time to wake up. ”