The short Taoist priest looks like a fairy and has a decent demeanor, but in fact he is a murderous villain.
After receiving Taoist priest Gao's order, he held the dagger again.
With just a slight force, Long Feicheng's neck can be cut off!
At this moment, Mu Niao Sanyuan suddenly came out of Yan Shouyi's satchel!
It sensed the danger and had to get out to alert Yan Shouyi!
Taoist Gao also saw Sanyuan at a glance and couldn't help but exclaimed: "This boy is indeed the son of Yan Qiu. This is the Yinmu Soul Locking, which is one of the stunts in Lu Ban's book!"
Taoist Gao suffered a lot at the hands of Yan Chou back then, so he knew the descendants of Lu Ban very well.
Seeing the moving wooden bird, he instantly understood what Sanyuan was.
The short Taoist priest hurriedly tried to catch Sanyuan, but Sanyuan's body was small and very flexible. After dodging the short Taoist priest, he landed directly on Yan Shouyi's head.
Then he pecked the back of his head crazily!
Seeing this, Taoist Gao sneered: "You can't wake him up! He can only see three gates in the dream, and each gate leads to a deeper dream. Once he passes through three gates, he will not be able to perceive the outside world.
What happened, and even if he hears your voice, he can't find his way back!"
Sanyuan ignored Taoist Gao's taunts and kept pecking Yan Shouyi's head.
Seeing Yan Shouyi didn't respond, Sanyuan turned to remind Lin Zitong.
But Lin Zitong didn’t respond at all!
The short Taoist priest had already circled behind Sanyuan, ready to catch this annoying little thing.
However, as if Sanyuan had eyes on the back of his head, he took the initiative and turned around to peck the short Taoist priest hard on the face.
Don't underestimate Sanyuan, even an ordinary bird can peck a hole in a person's face, but Sanyuan directly bit off a piece of meat from the short Taoist priest's face!
The short Taoist priest screamed on the spot, covered his face and backed away, sitting down on the ground.
Sanyuan looked at Zhang Shantong, then at Longfei City, and finally chose to fly to Longfei City, which was familiar but useless.
It landed on Long Feicheng's head and pecked him hard!
"Ouch!!!"
Unexpectedly, this peck actually woke up Long Feicheng!
Long Feicheng was seen covering the back of his head and looking around in confusion. When he found two strangers standing in the tea room, he was suddenly shocked:
"Who are you?!"
Taoist Gao said in confusion: "How did you wake up?! In that dream, didn't you pass through a single door?!"
Long Feicheng recalled: "Dream? Door? Oh! I remembered it! It turns out I was dreaming just now! I was too scared in the dream, so I just stood there in a daze, and then I woke up inexplicably..."
The two Taoist priests were immediately speechless.
Zui Mengxiang and the others tried their best, but fell into the hands of others for the first time. Is it because the other party was too timid?
Long Feicheng quickly realized that these two Taoist priests were not good people.
He rushed towards Yan Shouyi: "Brother Yan! Stop sleeping! Wake up!"
But at this time, Yan Shouyi had already passed through at least ten doors.
He fell into the depths of the dream and could not hear Long Feicheng's call at all.
Looking at the three identical gates in front of him, Yan Shouyi felt that he was already a little numb.
The constant repetition made it difficult for him to remember how many gates he had passed through, and he was even confused about the time and how long had passed.
If he continued this way, he might never end, but there was no turning back.
What should we do?
Yan Shouyi stopped in front of the gate, full of hesitation.
Just as he hesitated, a strange sound came from one of the doors.
It seems like... the sound of a flute?
The sound gradually became clearer, crisper and mellower, and the tune became melodious and melodious, which was very pleasant to listen to.
However, there is a hint of melancholy in the tune.
Who is playing the flute?
Is there anyone behind this gate?
Full of doubts, Yan Shouyi approached the door, chose the door from which the sound came out, and went through.
After a period of trance, Yan Shou opened his eyes and saw pitch black and three gates in front of him.
Instead - a small courtyard in the mountains.
The small courtyard is surrounded by woods, and a short fence encloses a courtyard in which two horses are tied and a tall ginkgo tree grows.
The leaves of the ginkgo tree are golden, falling with the wind, fluttering left and right, and are spread all over the yard, like gold on the ground.
Under the tree, a very tall man in simple clothes was playing the fife quietly.
Yan Shouyi stood outside the fence and looked at the man.
The man has star eyes, sword-shaped eyebrows, and a face as sharp as a knife. He looks very masculine and has the demeanor of an ancient general.
His hands were covered with calluses, the marks left by years of fighting and fighting.
The music he played told endless thoughts and deep sadness.
Just listening to it, I seem to feel the pain of heartbreak.
"You enjoyed listening to it."
Suddenly, the sound of the flute stopped, and the man suddenly appeared in front of Yan Shouyi.
Yan Shouyi stared at the man and asked, "Where is this? Who are you?"
"To me, you are the outsider, and I should be the one to ask you," the man said calmly, "but I know who you are, and I also know why you are here."
"What's the meaning?"
"This is a dream, and it is deep in the dream. Only here can you see me and talk to me."
The man opened the door for Yan Shou, then turned around, walked to the door of the hut, and waved to Yan Shou: "There is still time, please come in and sit for a while."
Not knowing where he was, Yan Shouyi seemed to have no reason to refuse, so he could only follow the man into the hut.
The decoration of the hut is also very simple, with an animal skin spread on the floor and a low table placed on it.
The man sat cross-legged on the animal skin and motioned for Yan Shouyi to sit down as well.
After Yan Shou sat down, he looked around and found that there must be other people living in this hut.
There are two commonly used tea cups on the table.
"My wife used to live here, but we have been separated for many years," the man said.
"Where did she go?"
"Dead."
"ah?"
"Death is a normal thing. To be precise, I died too."
The man's words made Yan Shouyi confused. Since he was dead, why did he appear in his dream again?
Suddenly, Yan Shou caught a glimpse of a pair of armor hanging in the corner of the room. If he looked closely, he saw that it was a thin unicorn armor with a unique shape.
Xilin armor is one of the famous "Thirteen Armors of the Tang Dynasty" and was particularly useful during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period. Why does it appear in this mountain hut?
Could it be...
This guy in front of me was once a warrior on the battlefield?
General?!
Yan Shou suddenly thought of something, and looked at the thin lin armor again, and saw the word "ginger" engraved on the breastplate on its chest.
At this moment, Yan Shouyi understood the identity of the man in front of him.
"Are you the general of Qingjiang Kingdom?" Yan Shouyi asked.
"I'm surprised that you actually know my identity." The man sat upright, as if he was going to court, with a small hint of surprise on his face.
"Then your wife should be the princess of Yushu Kingdom..."
"You know more and more."
The more Yan Shouyi thought about it, the stranger he felt.
Not to mention why the general of Qingjiang Kingdom appeared in his dream.
If the person he is talking to now is really the general of Qingjiang Kingdom, then there must be a follow-up to the story in the ancient books.
The general of Qingjiang Kingdom and the princess of Yushu Kingdom did not die after jumping into the river.
They survived, hid in the mountains, built a hut in this paradise, and lived a beautiful and unrestrained life.
But this was in Yan Shouyi's dream. How could his dream be related to reality?
"Where is Lianhe? Has she found you?" Yan Shouyi couldn't help but ask.
The general's face stiffened.
He obviously didn't expect that Yan Shouyi even knew about Lianhe.
He came back to his senses and said, "She found us."
Yan Shouyi breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "It seems that your story has a happy ending."
"A happy ending?"
The general sneered: "Finally there is something you don't know about."
This time it was Yan Shouyi's turn to look stiff.
After so much, you still haven’t lived a happy and wonderful life?
Are all fairy tales lies?
He couldn't help but ask: "What happened after that?"