Hearing this, the woman put down the sleeves that covered her face. There was no mouth on her face, and the monk was shocked.

When the eminent monk heard this, he entered the Zen room to check it out.

It turned out that in the scriptures copied by the monk, he found the word "Ru" for the Great Sun Tathagata, with only the word "女" on the left side and no mouth on the right side.

The dream-eating tapir shook his head and said: "Later generations will call that woman the word spirit. The text in the scriptures knew that the monk had written the wrong word, so he transformed into a spirit and told him that he had written the wrong word."

"Can the characters on the talisman be transformed into character spirits? What are the conditions for transforming into character spirits?"

The dream-eating tapir's little eyes were spinning around, and its long nose was flicking back and forth, "The word spirit is different from ordinary things. It jumps out of the three realms, is not in the five elements, and accidentally becomes a lineage. I don't know when it will fail."

Word spirits from hundreds of years ago still appear occasionally. They are either inspired by devout believers as in legends, or they are summoned by some strange way and appear to predict good or bad luck.

They appear without any reason and disappear without a trace.

I suspect...the word spirit may not be of the same dimension as us..."

Zhang Geng's eyes widened: "Dimension?! Brother Dream-Eating Tapir, aren't you a mythical beast? A character from the mythical age actually also pays attention to today's scientific theories?!"

"Moo——!" the dream-eating tapir shouted in dissatisfaction:

"It is true that I am a figure from the mythical age, but I am also advancing with the times! Only believing in theology is called superstition, and only believing in science is also called superstition. Whichever theory explains the world thoroughly, I will use that theory. I am this

It’s called learning from each other’s strengths!”

Zhang Geng cupped his hands with a look of conviction on his face: "I have been taught. It is indeed a mythical beast recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas. It has thoughts and consciousness that makes us mortals sincerely convinced!"

The dream-eating tapir was praised by Zhang Geng, and it suddenly floated up. It raised its head, its long nose reached into the sky, and exposed its two dark nostrils: "Brother Zhang Geng, it's good for you to know that I am knowledgeable and knowledgeable.

Hearing strengthens knowledge, and there is something you need to learn!"

After the dream-eating tapir finished speaking, he happily shouted "Moo--" twice.

"Is there a situation where the same character has completely different images seen by different people?"

The Dream-Eating Tapir pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised his head, his small eyes full of inquiry: "Zhao Rui, have you provoked any special beings again? A creature that can control word spirits is extraordinary!"

Zhang Geng suddenly thought of the talismans that Bai Luoxin had just drawn on the A4 paper. He said uncertainly: "Just now, Bai Luoxin asked Brother Zhao to help her look at the talismans. She drew a mark on the upper right corner of one of them.

A heart.

Bai Luoxin said that the heart was red, but when I looked at it, it was red and black...

Brother Zhao, does it look red to you too?"

My eyes darkened and I said, "No, it's a skull, and there's a green light inside the skull."

"Shit! The Zi Ling must have not escaped! The gap between the three of us is actually so big!!! Bai Luoxin can actually control the Zi Ling! How awesome!"

Dream Eater took two steps back, moved a little further away from me, and came to Zhang Geng's side and said: "Bai Luoxin may not be able to control the word spirit. It may be just a coincidence. But I know one thing that is not a coincidence, that is, if the word spirit can

Letting different people see different effects only shows that this word spirit is used to predict the future, or to provide early warning."

"Early warning?" I narrowed my eyes coldly: "So, I am a bad omen now?"

The dream-eating tapir shook his head: "More than that! At most, the bad omen is like Zhang Geng's. When you see black or something on the red heart, you directly see the skull, which means...death!"

"Fuck!!!" Zhang Geng shouted and stepped back, almost falling to the ground.

Zhang Geng looked at me with horror on his face and said: "Brother Zhao, if you don't want to sit in the coffin this time, don't follow me. I, I can do it on my own!"

However, the Dream-eating Tapir laughed and said very maliciously: "But, Zhao Rui, you can't use common sense. You have saved countless times from certain death situations. You have been rescued even after you died. Now,

He immediately fused his soul and body and was completely resurrected.

This omen may not be a bad thing..."

Zhang Geng immediately changed his face and said with a face thicker than the city wall: "Brother Zhao, I, I understand, how can a man break his word?!

Since I asked you to accompany me to sit in the coffin before, I can't give up halfway!

Brother Zhao, don’t worry, I will definitely sit in the coffin, sit in the coffin well, sit in the coffin well, and strive to become a capable person who can let me, Brother Zhao, take care of me as soon as possible!!!"

Zhang Geng was serious, upright and determined, as if he was not the one who just said he wouldn't let me go with him.

I slapped him with my ear, and Zhang Geng pursed his lips and became aggrieved.

Only then did I feel relieved.

I turned to look at the Dream-eating Tapir. This guy was smiling mischievously. He was obviously very pleased that his little brother Zhang Geng, whom he had just met, was being bullied.

The friendship between these two plastic brothers is no different.

"Dream-Eating Tapir, haven't you eaten for a long time? Are you hungry?"

Dream-Eating Tapir's eyes lit up and he nodded immediately.

I said coldly: "You can eat if you want, but you have to promise me one thing."

The dream-eating tapir stretched its neck and stared at me.

"Ask me to do something that happened before I was ten years old. You can exaggerate it as much as you like based on reality."

The dream-eating tapir laughed, obviously very happy: "Okay! There were a lot of things before you were ten years old!"

I think I should know some things about my childhood.

I always feel that knowing this will be helpful to find Gong Yiyu.

Zhang Geng raised his hands and said, "Can you take one with me? I want to dream too!"

Zhang Geng obviously doesn’t know what the dreams weaved by the dream-eating tapir look like.

I didn't say anything to remind him, but Dream Eater Tapir said happily: "Woohoo! There are also small desserts, not bad, not bad!"

The Dream-eating Tapir dug and raked around its body, and finally took out a thin thread made of its own hair and wrapped it around Zhang Geng's and mine's wrists.

I lay on the bed and closed my eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to my village.

This must be a winter, covered in snow, with ice skates under the eaves, and the cold wind going straight into the cracks in people's bones.

I was wearing a cotton-padded jacket that was not very warm, and my face hurt from the cold.

I stretched out my hands to rub my face and walked home.

The big leader led a group of children and ran past me cheering.

They were laughing and playing, carefree and free, spinning around them.

They shouted loudly: "Go to Goudaner's house to eat local meat!!"
Chapter completed!