Zhang Yunqi fell asleep for a while and then entered a dream, in which there was also a clear lake that was very similar to the small lake he dreamed of last night. [Ran^Text^Library] There was also a gazebo on the small lake, and the gazebo was empty.

There is a purple brick hall on the shore of the small lake opposite, and in front of the hall is a small field paved with bluestone slabs, and the end of the small field is the lake.

There is a wooden table on top of the small field, and on the wooden table is placed pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Zhang Yunqi's heart trembled suddenly when he saw such a scene, and he was a little creepy.

"Cloud Banner!"

Zhang Yunqi went with the prestige, and when he saw Deng Zixuan wearing a set of delicate and beautiful pink dresses, he asked suspiciously: "Zixuan?"

Deng Zixuan walked up to him and smiled sweetly, "What's wrong?"

"Ahh

Deng Zixuan Qianqian grabbed Zhang Yunqi's arm with her thin hand and said, "Let's go, go and sit over there." ”

Although Zhang Yunqi was a little weak-hearted, he felt that it was very much like the real scene, but he secretly knew in his heart that he was just sleeping now, and the current scene was just a dream, so his hurried heart calmed down a little, and he sat down at the wooden table in the small field with Deng Zixuan.

Deng Zixuan said: "Do you remember last night when you wrote your mind for me?"

Zhang Yunqi was stunned again, thinking: "Strange, isn't this a dream, how can it be continuous?" and felt that it might be that he didn't write all the mental methods in last night's dream and was ashamed of her, so he smiled and nodded: "Remember, I haven't written it all for you?"

Deng Zixuan raised the brush and handed it to Zhang Yunqi and said, "Then let's continue, okay?" picked up the inkstone and sharpened it for Zhang Yunqi.

Zhang Yunqi took the brush, always felt that something was wrong in his heart, and looked up at Deng Zixuan. Seeing that Deng Zixuan was looking at him with a sweet smile, his heart was full of joy, and he thought, "How can Zixuan be harmful to me, it's obviously just a dream." Even if it's not a dream, I will write it to Zixuan as long as she wants, let alone in a dream. I thought about it and wrote it down.

He followed the mental method of "one fold of the cloud dragon" that he wrote last night, and wrote the mental method of "two folds of the cloud dragon" and "three folds of the cloud dragon".

He felt that his situation was exactly the same as last night, and he even felt like he was back in that dream, and the dizziness and occasional labor pains made it difficult for him to write neatly with the brush in his hand.

As soon as I wrote the whole "Cloud Dragon Three Folds" mental method, the groggy feeling of falling asleep in my brain became stronger and stronger, and I even felt that my energy and strength to lift the brush were almost gone. Then he raised his head and said to Deng Zixuan: "Zixuan, I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep for a while." ”

Deng Zixuan smiled and nodded, took the mental method he had written into his arms, and helped him into a guest room in the main hall. Strangely enough, the rooms in such a splendid hall were exactly the same as the rooms in the inn where he was staying.

However, he didn't have any energy to think about the similarities and differences, he just wanted to sleep quietly and steadily.

As soon as he saw the bed, he fell asleep on top of it, and all his dreams vanished.

It didn't take long for him to feel his body tremble violently, and when he opened his eyes, he should have been with Ouyang Shaowen.

Although he woke up, his energy was indeed very tired, and he was very angry when he was woken up: "You guys are not finished, I just fell asleep!"