There are two types of dreams, one is dreams about thoughts, and the other is dreams about thoughts. Dreams about thoughts are things that happened to you during the day. Dreams about thoughts are dreams you imagined.

Dreams can reflect a person's true inner desires and fears.

Freud's Dream Analysis is a landmark book in psychology. This person made great contributions to the psychology of id, ego, superego and later generations.

Although Xiao Chenfeng cultivates immortality, he can also dream. Just like everyone has things they like and fear, he also has people he likes and things he worries about.

More than once, he dreamed of winter, winter snow, snowmen, and time with Xia Yuchen.

At that time, he was caressing his cheek, and there was still the soft warmth of her delicate lips on it.

He was only seven or eight years old at the time, and she was also a well-behaved and sensible little girl. She kissed him affectionately, because she was so happy that she simply jumped for joy.

She never thought she could stand up. She thought she would always be in a wheelchair for the rest of her life.

But she didn't expect that she could really remember it. She kept letting him pinch her arm and danced excitedly, "This is not a dream, this is not a dream. My feet are actually healed."

Xia Yuchen gave him another hug. She had never been so happy as she was today, "Thank you! Thank you!"

Xiao Chenfeng was a little confused. He was only seven or eight years old at the time. He thought that his leg was only temporarily injured and would be cured in a few months. He also did not expect that her foot injury was diagnosed by the doctor as permanently incurable.

therapeutic.

He just pinched her twice, but she gave her soup, hugged her, and said thank you. He couldn't help but scratch his head, wondering if this little girl had gone crazy with excitement.

"By the way, how did I stand up? I remember you were trying to say something to me just now?" Xia Yuchen jumped happily, forgetting what just happened.

"I wanted to introduce you to my good friend Aya, but as soon as she touched your shoulder, you jumped up in fright." Xiao Chenfeng looked at her happily in a daze.

"Your good friend?" Xia Yuchen's face turned a little pale. She thought that she had not seen his friend just now, and he also said that his friend was in the yard. Could it be that this friend was an invisible ghost?

"Ha, could this be your friend?" She was only seven or eight years old at the time and was very afraid of ghosts and ghosts.

"She is right behind you. She was on your shoulders just now. Didn't you notice?" Xiao Chenfeng pointed behind her.

Xia Yuchen's face turned pale with fright. She was jumping happily at first, but now she is as quiet as the surface of the lake. "She is behind me? Why didn't I see her?"

She suddenly thought of the paw that was on his body and shoulder just now.

"Ghost!" Xia Yuchen was so frightened that she ran away. She had been in a wheelchair for several months and could hardly walk, but when she thought of ghosts, she ran faster than a rabbit.

Xiao Chenfeng shook his head speechlessly. He never thought that she would be so afraid of his friends. She was so weak, how could she bully her?

"Is your friend a human or a ghost?" Xia Yuchen hid behind a pillar under the eaves.

"My friend is neither human nor ghost."

"Then what is he? Is he a monster?" Xia Yuchen was so frightened that her face turned pale.

"She ran over to you. Can't you just go and see her?" He pointed to her behind.

"What? I don't dare to look, don't let her come over." Xia Yuchen waved her delicate hands frequently.

"Hey." Xiao Chenfeng sighed, "She is so friendly, how could she bully you?"

Xia Yuchen was still so frightened that her face turned pale: "I don't dare to look."

I saw a furry thing walking over from behind her, "Meow~"

It turned out to be a cat, Aya, it turned out to be a cat.

Xia Yuchen breathed a sigh of relief. She found that she was too nervous, but Xiao Chenfeng was so hateful. He didn't tell her in advance that his friend was a cat, which caused him to be frightened for so long.

"Oh," she curled her lips, "why didn't you tell me earlier that your friend was a cat? How can anyone treat a cat as a friend?"

"Why not? Cats are friends of humans, and Aya has always been a unique cat. Of course she is my good friend." Xiao Chenfeng stuck out his tongue.

"Meow meow, Aya, come here." Xia Yuchen squatted down and started playing with the kitten named Aya on the ground. "Meow meow." Aya could only say these two sentences.

In fact, making friends is not about talking too much, but about being heart-to-heart.

Although Aya doesn't talk much, she is the most reliable friend. You can talk to her about any troubles you have, and she will never betray you.

From then on, Xia Yuchen fell in love with cats, he also fell in love with winter, fell in love with snow, and also fell in love with a person.

This person was the little boy from her neighbor's house. The little boy moved away the next day.

She didn't even know his name, but she could never forget him.

Some people will never be forgotten even if they don't know you.

This is the most wonderful emotion of people.

Of course Xiao Chenfeng could not forget that little girl. He also knew that her name was Xia Yuchen.

Now this little girl has grown tall and graceful, turned into a peerless beauty, and is sitting next to him. Why can't he seize this opportunity?

"You said you would give me a chance?" Xiao Chenfeng chuckled like a cloud.

"Yes, you owe me three ice creams and one more thing." Xia Yuchen said with a sweet smile. "But I will give you a chance."

"What opportunity?" Xiao Chenfeng stared at her.

"The opportunity to go shopping with me forever." She also stared at him affectionately. "Do you want this opportunity?"

"Walk."

Xiao Chenfeng answered simply. He held her hand. He would never let go of this opportunity in his life.

"But you still owe me something." Xia Yuchen sat on the ground and stared at him. "If you promise me, I will go with you."

"What?"

"My blue gauze skirt is wet? You have to accompany me to buy a new one."

Xiao Chenfeng chuckled like a cloud, this girl is really smart as ice and snow.

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It is a novel thing to go shopping with a girl to buy clothes, especially when there is a beautiful woman next to you.

The girl who sells clothes is only in her twenties, but she is smart and good at talking.

"Hey, handsome guy, what clothes can you help your girlfriend choose?"

Xiao Chenfeng felt very relieved when he heard these words. He nodded and looked at Xia Yuchen beside him.

The spear is the king of weapons, and the sword is the king of weapons.

In the era of cold weapon warfare, the sword was a very important weapon.

Sword is a kind of identity and a symbol. Swordsmen are all very elegant and have good temperament.

Swordsmen are said to have a calm and calm temperament, while swordsmen are said to have a wild temperament.

Different people use different weapons.

Most people who cultivate immortality use swords, and flying with a sword is even more graceful and graceful.

There are many swordsmen, but there are only a few sword gods. Being able to combine the human sword with the sword and use Qi as the sword is the state that all sword practitioners most want to achieve.

Swordsmanship is an art. Every move of swordsmanship, one move and one relaxation, is like flowing clouds and flowing water.

Until now, this is an age of weapons with pistols as the main weapons.

Swords, swordsmanship, and swordsmen are all things of the past, and few people mention them.

Sword Spirit Pavilion.

Sword Spirit Pavilion, the name sounds very pleasant. Sword Spirit Pavilion is a place, but this place is not a place to collect ancient swords.

This place is a mountain, a fairy mountain.

There are always green waters, not many green mountains, and even fewer places that can be called fairy mountains.

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The gentle sound is like the tinkling of a spring or the shaking of a wind chime.

It’s the sound of swords!

How could there be no swords in the Sword Spirit Pavilion, and how could there be no sword practitioners?

There is a broad stone platform in the courtyard, which looks like a square. There are more than a dozen people practicing swordsmanship on the platform!

These dozen young men are all swordsmen, dressed in fancy clothes and fluttering in white!

The young men all had swords in their hands, and they danced their swords gracefully on the misty stone platform.

There was only one person in green clothes wearing a sword, and he nodded and smiled with these teenagers.

"Good morning, Uncle Third Master."

"Good morning, Uncle Third Master!"

When the young men saw the man in green clothes and armed with a sword, they all greeted him respectfully.

The man in green clothes and carrying a sword is actually younger than them. His sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes are upright and awe-inspiring, and his face is very delicate, just like a scholar.

"morning!"

The man in green with a sword nodded to the young men on the stone platform and walked into the courtyard.

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To be continued...