The early morning sunlight penetrates the mist in the valley, illuminating the lush vegetation.
Li Ang and Song Shaoyuan walked up the steep mountain road paved with bluestones, listening to the chirping of birds and insects that gradually became more active in the forest, and climbed up the stairs.
Li Ang climbed up a steep slope, and the scene ahead suddenly became clear. The sea of clouds was undulating, and dangerous peaks stood tall. On the steep cliff, there were welcoming pines growing through the rocks. Looking along the branches of the ancient pines, looking into the distance, he could vaguely see through the clouds and mist.
Academy building.
"Hoo, ho"
Song Shaoyuan also climbed up the steep slope, stood side by side with Li Ang, and looked down the mountain.
"Brother Song is out of breath now?"
Li Ang smiled and said: "It wasn't like this before."
"This is what happens if you don't practice for too long."
Song Shaoyuan forced out a smile and looked at the scene down the mountain with a slightly absent-minded look.
The terrain of Xiashan Mountain is steep and difficult to climb, and the valleys are dotted with invisible restrictions on the raising of monsters, which will also affect people's breathing rate.
Therefore, with Song Shaoyuan's physical condition after embarking on the path of spiritual practice, he would still be slightly out of breath.
Looking at the expression on his face, Li Ang knew that he had not yet recovered from the sudden change in the dream tapir. He sighed in his heart and said, "There is still a way to go, let's continue climbing up."
"good."
Song Shaoyuan nodded, breathed steadily, and followed Li Ang to climb towards the top of the mountain.
"Brother Song, do you still remember Wei Zijing?"
"Is it the one from the Zhenzhou Girls' College? Remember, what happened?"
"I went back to Zhenzhou a few days ago and heard from my neighbors that she was married to Zhai Yiming, who studied in Zhenzhou with us."
Li Ang smiled and said: "Speaking of which, she also liked you before."
"Ahem, it's all over."
Song Shaoyuan blushed and waved his hand.
When he was in school in Zhenzhou, he had good looks, good morals and academics, and his family was quite wealthy, so he was favored by many girls.
It's a pity that Song Shaoyuan at that time was even more stupid than a wooden person. He only liked studying and traveling.
One time, the classmates from Jingzhou went on a group trip to go hiking. Wei Zijing 'accidentally' sprained her foot on the mountain road, and she secretly hinted that Song Shaoyuan should carry her on his back.
As a result, Song Shaoyuan had a mental attack because he loved his teachers, classmates, and the collective. When he saw that Wei Zijing had really sprained her foot,
After discussing with several other male classmates, they immediately made a simple stretcher out of sticks and cloth, and carried her down the mountain. Under the astonished gazes of passers-by, she was quickly taken to the hospital. This was a missed opportunity.
The two of them were chatting and laughing, chatting about all kinds of things in Yaozhou. They climbed up the mountain road and came to a resting pavilion on the edge of a cliff.
The sun was shining brightly at this time, the mist in the mountains gradually dispersed, and the temperature also rose.
Li Ang released his mind power, brushed off the fallen leaves on the pavilion bench, and placed the package on the stone table.
Opening the package, there were two pairs of chopsticks and two iron-clad lunch boxes. There were stickers on the lids of the lunch boxes, marking which portion belonged to Li Ang and which portion belonged to Song Shaoyuan.
Li Ang smiled slightly, took out two heat charms, and put them on the bottom of the lunch box to warm them up. Then he raised his head and asked Song Shaoyuan, "How are you doing at home?"
"ah?"
Song Shaoyuan was stunned for a moment, his eyes became a little sad, "It's okay."
Actually it's not good.
In the illusion created by Dream Tapir, she fabricated Aunt Song's husband who had been dead for many years, created Song Shaoyuan's wife and daughter out of thin air, and implanted relevant memories into the minds of the family.
As the bronze box was destroyed, the dream tapir disappeared, and the nightmare melted into wax oil.
But those nearly real memories of spending time with my family still exist in my mind.
In the past few days after returning to Chang'an, Song Shaoyuan was in a low mood and stayed at home. You Xiao managed to hold on and pretended to be nonchalant in front of outsiders. Aunt Song seemed fine on the surface, but she would hide in her room at night, secretly wiping
Tears, remembering my late husband.
"Sunrise?"
"Um?"
".Do you think truth and falsehood are that important?"
Song Shaoyuan whispered: "Even Zhuxiao monks like Lu Qingya can't tell the truth from the false.
If the nightmare created by the Dream Tapir does not drain life force, I think many people would be willing to immerse themselves in its dream for a lifetime, right?
No,
It should be said that even if the nightmare created by the Dream Tapir drains life force, I believe there will be many people willing to indulge in it."
Warm and sincere affection,
unforgettable love,
Equality and deep friendship,
All positive emotions in the world can be fabricated, created and shaped by the dream tapir.
".Maybe."
Li Ang, who had been thinking about this question for a long time, could not give a clear answer. He shook his head, opened the heated metal lunch box, pushed Song Shaoyuan's portion over, "Try it."
Song Shaoyuan picked up the chopsticks and picked out a piece of fried meat. His eyes lit up, "It tastes good. Did you make it?"
"How can it be."
Li Ang smiled and opened his lunch box. Click.
A letter fell on the table.
"Um?"
Li Ang raised his eyebrows. The envelope was glued to the back of the lunch box lid with glutinous rice, and the opening was also sealed with rice paste.
He opened the envelope and said casually: "Of course the one at my house made it."
"The one at your house?"
Song Shaoyuan's hand holding the dish paused in the air, a puzzled expression appeared on his face, "Who is it?"
"Who else could it be? Of course it's Cuiqiao."
Song Shaoyuan was even more confused, "Who?"
Li Ang's expression froze instantly, and he saw the first sentence on the letter.
[Master, by the time you read this, I should have already left]
boom!
The majestic power of thought centered on him and spread suddenly in all directions.
The gravel paved on the ground suddenly collapsed, denting a circular hole, and the strong wind swept through the pavilion, kicking up vast amounts of dust.
"Ahem!"
Song Shaoyuan coughed and fanned the dust in front of him with his hand.
Li Ang stood up holding the table, his pupils were trembling, and the words on the paper were reflected in his eyes.
[When did it start? It was probably after I returned to Chang'an that I noticed something strange]
[The hot water kettle that had been taken off the coal stove suddenly appeared on the coal stove again. The clothes that had been put away, turned around to look at it, and suddenly returned to the clothes drying rack in the courtyard. The ground that had been swept appeared again the next second.
Getting dirty]
[The things I did in my memory never happened]
[At first, I thought it was still the effect of the mutation of Dream Tapir, which is similar to the short-term memory loss you mentioned, Master. It turned out not to be the case]
[I went to a book club, and everyone ignored me unconsciously. Even Leling had to work hard to notice my existence]
[I go to the Academy to go to school. Yesterday, I met my classmates. They asked me who I was with a strange expression. The guard didn’t recognize me. The teacher didn’t remember me. He even suspected that I had sneaked into the Academy and wanted to send me to prison.
Faculty. After a while, the teacher forgot about it]
[Dinner at home is delivered regularly by the restaurant. In the past few years, there were two pairs of bowls and chopsticks, but now there is always one pair. Even the young master, you have not noticed this problem. Every night, you will repeatedly tell the restaurant waiter that it will be delivered tomorrow.
Two pairs of bowls and chopsticks]
[Everyone gradually no longer remembers who I am, and even gradually loses sight of me]
[I also understand that the problem is myself. I am disappearing from this world]
【Turns out, I am also a nightmare】
This chapter has been completed!