"So, remember what you have taught you."

Walking on the country road, Guo Baolin talks happily like a teacher.

As he walked forward, he suddenly felt that the air around him seemed to have become colder.

Immediately afterwards, the north wind blew, and the tiny snowflakes hit his face, ice-cold but very comfortable.

At the end of the path, he saw a smiling woman waving to him.

"Go home, the food is hot."

Next to the woman, a little girl of five or six years old was holding a big yellow dog, giggling with her mouth that had just changed her baby teeth and was leaking.

"grandfather!"

Behind the little girl, a young couple, holding hands, smiling sincerely.

Next to the path, a farmhouse courtyard was piping off smoke from cooking, and the familiar aroma of food came from inside.

That was the taste of some of his favorite dishes, including pork buns, beans and ribs, and mushrooms stewed with chicken...

Everything seemed extremely natural, and there were no other Yueying team members around him.

The words he just said were like a very ancient memory, and he even forgot what he was doing just now.

"Old man, I'm going home so late."

The middle-aged woman took down the snowflakes on him with a little reproach.

Looking at everything familiar, some tears appeared in Guo Baolin's eyes.

"Okay, Molly, let's go home."

Just like this, the few people slowly walked towards the farmhouse yard with the lights on not far away.

The young man talked about work in the city, while his wife carefully hanged her husband's clothes. Even the smell in the yard was mixed with an indescribable mixture of poultry manure and piled up grains.

City people may find it bad, but for some people, it is indeed forever, the smell of home.

Guo Baolin's eyes became softer. He looked at the five dishes and one soup on the table and held Molly's hand beside him.

"Old man, what's wrong with you? You're eating food."

Molly still had the slightly reproachful voice, but was actually full of concern.

His eyes turned red, and Guo Baolin stretched out his hand and touched the cheek that had not been touched for a long time. Even the touch was so real.

"I really want to stay for a while."

Guo Baolin picked up the chopsticks, and the thoughts in his heart drove him.

Just pick up a chopstick, taste a small bite, and stay for a little longer.

At this moment, Guo Baolin seemed to be suffering unimaginable pain. Looking at his family whom he was dreaming about in front of him, he could no longer help but shed two lines of tears.

"Sorry...they can only rely on me now."

Bang!

While the force was stimulated, the wife, son and daughter-in-law in front of me, the familiar farmhouse courtyard, and the warm family dinner turned into a dream bubble at this moment.

Tears were still hanging on his old cheeks, Molly's face turned into dust in front of him. Even when he disappeared, he could even see clearly, with the surprised expression on Molly's face.

Everything was disappearing, and Guo Baolin wiped the corners of his eyes with the sleeves of his old cotton jacket.

"I finally know why people who are in a dream are unwilling to leave even if they notice it."

Yes, Guo Baolin didn't know when he had already fallen into the illusion of Huanji.

But in fact, when he first entered the yard, he had already noticed it, but... everything in front of him was so real, and it hit the softest part of his heart.

Even though he knew that everything was fake, he really wanted to stay for a while.

However, as a top-level spiritual awakening person of the fifth level, he forced himself to wake up from his dream with his willpower.

Because no matter how much he stays, he will become more and more confused about reality and dreams.

Everything in front of me finally subsided.

The reality he thought had not arrived, and it was still not the country road in front of him, and the moon shadows had not appeared in front of him.

At this time, he seemed to be in a ruined city, with empty streets, broken shops, and the sky was covered with faint blood.

Newspapers and garbage were swept up by the wind, and the wind was blowing freely in the empty city. In the whole city, he seemed to be the only one, and he existed under the bloody sky.

Seeing this scene, Guo Baolin took a deep breath, and his old body couldn't help but tremble slightly for a moment.

"Dream creation space...this is not easy to deal with."

He looked at the streets where the paint had yellowed, and a terrible thought came to his mind.

I'm afraid that at this time, everyone has been pulled into a dream.

After a while of silence, Guo Baolin stimulated the force, cheered up his spirits, and began to walk slowly along the empty connection.

He walked slowly step by step under the vast city and the bloody sky.

It's like, doing a fruitless asceticism.

.............

As the path ended, the teammates around him were still listening to Guo Baolin's story, making jokes from time to time.

Xiao Chen listened quietly, but his heart was relatively relaxed.

At the end of the road, Daoxiang Village also showed the whole picture. The peasant women at the entrance of the village finished their farm work and were gathering together to chat.

Their topics are varied, but most of them are around the villagers. In just a few minutes, several families have become disgraced by their words.

At this moment, Xiao Chen suddenly discovered that there was a man standing there in a small courtyard, waving to him.

"Long time no see."

Seeing the figure of the man, Xiao Chen's relaxed smile disappeared, and his mind buzzed, as if it stopped working instantly.

The man looked about 1.8 meters tall, thin and wearing a light white windbreaker.

He stood there as if he had a natural melancholy and decadent temperament.

"dad……"

Xiao Chen's pupils were blurred for a while at this moment.

"Thank you for the hard work over the years."

The man held his eyes and showed a loving smile.

"Let's go, go home with me."

The man gently stretched out his palm, the door of the room opened, and Mu Xiaowan was wearing a pink cartoon apron, where she arranged a table of good dishes.

"Brother, you're back."

After seeing Xiao Chen, she ran out happily, with a sweet smile.

Xiao Chen mechanically walked into the cabin, and the firewood was crackling in the fireplace in the room.

On the wooden table next to the fireplace, the man put away the messy information and invited Xiao Chen to dinner.

"I'm too busy working during this period. I'll take you to the playground next month."

Looking at Xiao Chen, who was still a little bit tummy, the man smiled.

"What? Are you too tired at school recently? Have you eaten something first."

The man and Mu Xiaowan moved their chopsticks together. Looking at Xiaowan who was happily tasting the dishes on the table, Xiao Chen slowly returned to his calmness from the wood.

He looked around at everything, although the details were so real, but...

He shook his head and said.
Chapter completed!