After sending the fat man away, Qian Jianhuan looked at the cute starfish at his feet: "How do you find people in your "Ksitigarbha Classic of Mountains and Seas"?"
"Little fairy, wait a minute." Haixing sat cross-legged on the ground and began to close his eyes and recite a spell.
Suddenly, he saw a book glowing with golden light floating up from Haixing's body to the top of his head. Haixing glanced at the "Ksitigarbha Shanhaijing" above his head and began to recite the mantra again.
"Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, butterflies love flowers." At the end of the spell, Haixing suddenly recited.
Sure enough, a blue butterfly flew out of the book.
"This...this is..." Qian Jianhuan asked, pointing to the butterfly.
"Little fairy, this is Mengdie, I can help you find someone," Haixing replied.
"So powerful! Tell me what to do?" Qian Jianhuan looked at Mengdie, who immediately hid behind Haixing.
"Close your eyes now and recall the appearance of the man you are looking for," Haixing said.
Qian Jianhuan quickly closed his eyes and recalled Rong Ji's appearance. The dream butterfly flew into Qian Jianhuan's mind after the starfish chanted the spell.
After a while Mengdie came out.
"Little fairy, it's okay." Qian Jianhuan opened his eyes after hearing this.
"Is this all right?" Qian Jianhuan couldn't believe it.
"Yes, little fairy, next, we just have to wait for news about Mengdie," Haixing said.
"It only knows what Rong Ji looks like, how could it possibly know where Rong Ji is?" Qian Jianhuan asked curiously.
"So we have to wait a day or two," Haixing replied.
"It's been too long, I can't wait any longer." Qian Jianhuan couldn't wait any longer.
"But...little fairy, unless the Rongji you mentioned is asleep, it will be difficult to find her," Haixing replied.
"What do you mean?" Qian Jianhuan asked.
"If Brother Rongji falls asleep, you can enter his dream through the dream butterfly and find his location in the dream," Haixing explained.
"It can still be like this...but how can Mengdie find the place in the dream?" Qian Jianhuan was curious.
"Mengdie is familiar with the mountains, rivers and land, and can recognize it at a glance no matter where it is." Haixing explained.
"Okay, let's give it a try..." Qian Jianhuan agreed.
"Okay, little fairy, you meditate," Haixing said.
Qian Jianhuan meditated and closed his eyes, while Haixing began to recite the mantra.
I originally wanted to give it a try. After all, how could Rong Ji fall asleep in broad daylight?
But - Qian Jianhuan really fell into Rong Ji's dream.
I saw Rong Ji passed out in a luxurious palace, lying in a red tent, with purple lips, pale face, and serious injuries.
Sitting next to his bed was a woman wearing a bright red dress. She had long hair that reached her waist, as dark as satin, her eyebrows were furrowed, her eyelashes were like butterfly wings, her beautiful peach eyes were deep but full of worry, her nose was straight, her lips were straight.
If you are a little bit crimson.
The man next to "Holy Aunt" handed her a bowl of medicine.
"Bang!!!" The saint's deep peach blossom eyes tightened with anger, and then she raised her red sleeve angrily and waved, and a bowl of medicine fell to the ground.
"He is so angry now, tell me what this medicine does!!!!" the saint aunt yelled.
The subordinates were so frightened that their legs weakened, "Holy, holy lady, please calm down... Doesn't the leader have the Nine-turn Resurrection Pill in his hand?"
"The person was injured by the leader! How could he do it?" the saint said, clenching her fists.
"Holy... Holy aunt... you can steal it..." the subordinate said. Holy aunt's anger became slightly better and she became silent.
"Get out!" Shenggu turned to look at Rong Ji with a complicated expression and said.
Qian Jianhuan, Pai Daxing and Mengdie stood in front of Rongji's bed and watched everything.
"What's wrong with Rong Ji? Why is he hurt so badly..." Qian Jianhuan's eyes were full of heartache. At this time, the saint's slender and white hands were already tenderly caressing Rong Ji's cold and handsome face.
Qian Jianhuan rushed forward angrily and grabbed the saint's hand, "Don't touch him!!"
Unexpectedly, he couldn't touch the holy aunt's hand at all.
Qian Jianhuan looked at his hands in surprise, and then looked over to see that the holy aunt had leaned her head on Rong Ji's chest, and Qian Jianhuan stamped his feet angrily.
"Pai Daxing!!!! She!!!! Me!!!" Qian Jianhuan was so angry that he wanted to kill this holy aunt! Taking advantage of others' danger!
"Little, little fairy, don't be angry, you can't touch her! We are just phantoms now." Haixing walked to Qian Jianhuan's feet.
"Where is Rong Ji!!! I'm going to save him, no matter what! If I don't go, the child will be born!!" Qian Jianhuan said bitterly as he looked at the holy aunt lying on Rong Ji's chest.
"Okay, okay, little fairy, Mengdie has gone out to check the location. She will be fine soon." Haixing looked at Qian Jianhuan's eyes that stared fiercely at the holy lady and refused to move away and comforted her.
"Little fairy, do you want to talk to Brother Rongji?" Haixing said in order to calm her anger.
"He...is like this...is that okay? Pai Daxing?" Qian Jianhuan had nowhere to vent his jealousy. It would be great if he could see Rong Ji.
"Okay, little fairy, close your eyes," Haixing said, meditating and starting to recite the mantra.
"Jian Huan! What's wrong with you?" It was Rong Ji's voice! Qian Jian Huan quickly opened his eyes.
Rong Ji, who was surrounded by a sea of colorful flowers, looked surprised and then worried, holding Qian Jianhuan's shoulders.
Qian Jianhuan shook off Rong Ji's hand.
"Jian Huan, why are you so angry?" Rong Ji Leng Jun Wushuang's face looked confused.
"What's your relationship with that holy aunt? Why is she lying in your arms?" Qian Jianhuan turned away and asked spinelessly.
Rong Ji frowned, "Sage? Lie in my arms?"
"Have you arrived in the devil world and found someone you like?" Qian Jianhuan turned around and asked Rong Ji sadly.
"I have always had...I...I..." Rong Ji looked at Qian Jianhuan and hesitated to speak.
"Sure enough... you have always liked someone. No wonder you don't like me. It's this holy lady, right?" Qian Jianhuan stepped back in despair.
Rong Ji walked forward nervously and pulled Qian Jianhuan, "I don't like..." Rong Ji hesitated for a moment, "I don't like Saint Aunt..."
Qian Jianhuan looked at Rong Ji holding his hand, "Rong Ji, did you have someone you liked before you met me..."
Rong Ji looked at Qian Jianhuan and shook his head.
"Then you simply don't like me." Qian Jianhuan looked deeply at Rong Ji with a pair of bright, innocent almond-shaped eyes.
"Jian Huan...I..." When Rong Ji thought about inheriting the position of Lord of Lingxu Mountain in the future, he was afraid of wasting money on Jian Huan.
But at this moment, Rong Ji already understood Qian Jianhuan's intentions, and he wanted to blurt out and tell her that he liked her.
From the first time they met, she attracted all his attention. Even though he claimed that men and women were not intimate, he was secretly happy because of her closeness, but he was afraid that he would give her hope and eventually be forced to live up to his mission.
Got her.
"Rong Ji..." Qian Jianhuan saw that he hesitated and felt extremely wronged. She hugged Rong Ji regardless of the difference between men and women and snuggled into his arms...
Rong Ji froze for a moment, then slowly and involuntarily hugged Qian Jianhuan's waist.
Feeling the strength on the waist, "Rongji, if you don't want to say it, just don't say it. Anyway... I already know the answer."
"Oops..." Haixing deliberately covered his eyes.
"Little fairy, are you happy now... Let's go quickly. If you stay in the dream mirror for too long, it's not good for me. Please, little fairy..." Haixing begged.
"Jian Huan, what dream mirror?" Rong Ji lowered his head and asked Qian Jian Huan in his arms doubtfully.
"Rong Ji, I have come to the City that never sleeps. It was through Mengdie that this starfish brought me into your dream mirror. Now we know where you are..." Qian Jianhuan raised his head and said.
"My... dream..." Rong Ji began to recall with a frown.
"Rong Ji... are you really injured or is it just a dream?" Qian Jianhuan looked up and down Rong Ji's body.
"Little fairy, he is really injured. Brother Rongji may be seriously injured and unconscious. Just now we have arrived at the real situation outside of brother Rongji's dream. Now what you see is the dream mirror of Meng Diewei," Haixing explained.
Rong Ji shook his head hard and raised his brows, "I'm injured, senior brother!!!! I don't know if uncle Wu Bian let senior brother go as promised..."
"Oh no! Little fairy, the time is almost up!!" Haixing suddenly reminded.
The dream butterfly shattered, and Qian Jianhuan and Haixing woke up with a flick of the brush. They returned to meditating in the front yard of Tianle Gambling House. This chapter has been completed!