Feng Huixue...has she also fallen into this demonic dream?

It was hard for Lin Yuan to imagine that the beautiful girl from Fengyun Pavilion had turned into the country girl in front of him. She was washing her clothes by the river, as fresh as the continuous drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River.

Moreover, Feng Huixue's age seems to have become younger, and her appearance is obviously much more youthful than before.

Could it be said that all the people who entered the secret realm of Tiannan Mountain before were involved and became a character in this inner demon's dream?

So...the clouds cover the moon, are Chu Changhe and the others among them?

Are these people, including me, trapped in a dream forever?

Lin Yuan shook his head. He didn't know how to break the situation, or even whether it was possible to break the situation. Maybe they were all dead, and now they were just the remaining souls.

Lin Yuan decided to get in touch with Feng Huixue. He wanted to test whether Feng Huixue had the memory of Fengyun Pavilion.

Feng Huixue and Xiao Huan were talking and laughing before. It seemed as if they had no memory of the past life at all, but had merged into the inner demon dream.

But Lin Yuan would not just look at the appearance. He suspected that Feng Huixue might just be acting. In fact, she also knew that she was not from this world.

Like herself, she is also observing secretly, looking for ways to break the situation.

Lin Yuan watched Feng Huixue finish washing clothes and packing away the wooden basin and soap locust, and he followed quietly.

How to test it?

Lin Yuan was a little worried. He didn't know why he retained his memory, and he didn't know whether that giant eye was always paying attention to everything that happened in the inner demon's dream.

If you reveal your identity directly when you go up, and are seen by the giant eye, wouldn’t you be a wolf?

She had to find a way to let Feng Huixue know that she recognized her, but the giant eyes couldn't understand.

Lin Yuan touched in his arms and took out a book. Then he pretended to walk to the village casually, reading while walking.

After calculating Feng Huixue's route, Lin Yuan suddenly appeared from a corner.

The alley was originally narrow, and the bluestone road on the ground was still covered with moss and was very slippery. Feng Huixue was carrying a wooden basin and was walking cautiously, but Lin Yuan suddenly appeared and startled her.
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"Hey!"

She screamed softly, but stopped without haste and bumped directly into Lin Yuan, causing the clothes she had just washed to fall off!

Feng Huixue panicked, but at this moment, Lin Yuan held Feng Huixue in his arms and firmly caught the wooden basin containing clothes with his other hand.

"Girl, are you okay?" Lin Yuan asked with concern.

"I...I'm fine." Feng Huixue had just recovered from the shock, and her chest was heaving violently. She was really frightened just now.

Realizing that she was still in Lin Yuan's arms, she quickly took a few steps back and said with a blush: "I'm sorry, I was walking carelessly..."

"It's me who should apologize. I just lowered my head to read a book and didn't look at the road." Lin Yuantian lied shamelessly.

"Thank you, otherwise I would stain my clothes and I would be blamed when I go back." Feng Huixue thanked her coyly. She spent most of the day doing laundry and spent so much soap. If she had washed it in vain.

, Mom is going to blame her for being clumsy again.

Lin Yuan handed the barrel back to Feng Huixue. Their eyes met. Lin Yuan seemed to be distracted for a moment because of Feng Huixue's face. He said with emotion: "It seems like the moon is covered by light clouds."

, swaying like snow in the flowing wind."

When reciting this poem, Lin Yuan paid attention to every microexpression of Feng Huixue.

As long as Feng Huixue has a little memory of her true identity, then she should not have any reaction when she mentions the names Yun Covering the Moon and Feng Huixue at the same time in one of her poems.

However, Lin Yuan was disappointed.

When Feng Huixue heard Lin Yuan recite this poem, her face turned as red as an apple.

She is only one year older than Gou'er. Although Gou'er lost his parents at a young age, Gou'er himself is a scholar and handsome in appearance. She has long known that Xiaohuan has such an outstanding younger brother.

Just after she and the dog looked at each other, the dog looked at her face and chanted this poem.

Although she didn't understand the meaning of this poem, she vaguely felt that it seemed to be praising herself, and the poem was so beautifully written.

This made Feng Huixue's heart flutter. She took the barrel from Lin Yuan and ran away as if running away.

Lin Yuan was left alone and messy in the wind.

What am I doing?

Am I here to flirt with girls?

Lin Yuan smiled bitterly, it seemed that Feng Huixue didn't remember anything other than the dream.

If the clouds cover the moon and Bai Qingshu and others are in this dream, I'm afraid they won't remember anything.

You may be the only one who has memories of past lives.

Why am I the most special?

Lin Yuan didn't understand that his strength was not comparable to Feng Huixue's.

Firefly doesn’t know where she went either...

Lin Yuan tried to contact Ying using his spirit, but he couldn't contact Ying at all.

With a sigh, Lin Yuan walked aimlessly in the village.

After going round and round, he returned to his home.

Lin Yuan had an inexplicable premonition in his heart. As he lived in this world, maybe one day, he would completely integrate into this world.

From now on, he will become a character in a dream and never wake up.

"Dog, haven't you remembered what happened in the past?"

When Lin Yuan returned to the house, he saw that Xiaohuan had dried the washed clothes and was chopping firewood to cook.

"I remember something." Lin Yuan said perfunctorily.

He smelled the aroma of rice. His dinner was sweet potato porridge and two steamed eggs. For villagers, eggs are definitely a luxury.

Xiaohuan gave up two eggs to Lin Yuan and ate only sweet potato porridge.

Lin Yuan didn't refuse. After finishing the eggs without any interest, he saw Xiaohuan picking up the female worker beside him and continuing to do embroidery.

Xiaohuan couldn't even bear to light the oil lamp. The sun had already set. Xiaohuan moved the female worker's desk to the window and continued embroidery in the afterglow of the setting sun.

As she raised her needle and thread, Lin Yuan clearly saw the eyes on her right arm, row by row...

This scene touched the soft part of Lin Yuan's heart.

With so many eyes on her back, does she know?

Is she...really...just evil?

While Xiaohuan was doing embroidery, she said to Lin Yuan without looking back: "The exam will be held in the spring of next year. My sister will bring you a new pair of shoes then. My dear, you wear new shoes to take the exam. You passed the exam."

You are a Tong Sheng. If you pass the exam next time, you will be a scholar. Even if you meet the county magistrate, you will not have to kneel down."

Xiaohuan was talking nonchalantly, and Lin Yuan felt a little sore in his nose for some reason. In this dream, Xiaohuan was really a living being...

It's a pity that Xiaohuan is Xiaohuan, but he is not a dog.

It is impossible to be a child student or a scholar. He can memorize three hundred Tang poems, but he has never read any of the classics and history collections.

Lin Yuan lit the oil lamp and placed it beside Xiaohuan's table: "Sister, don't tire yourself too much. I'm going to sleep."

"Okay, you should take a rest early. Don't study in the past few days. You have just recovered from a serious illness. Take a good rest."

Lin Yuan returned to his room. Xiaohuan used an oil lamp for embroidery, but there was a candle placed on his desk.

Candles are much more expensive than oil lamps, but the advantage is that they burn brighter, produce less smoke, and are less harmful to the eyes.

He casually flipped through the books on the table. The first few books were enlightenment books similar to "The Thousand-Character Classic" and "The Three-Character Classic". Lin Yuan could understand these.

But when he turned to the Four Books and Five Classics, he was stunned.

These books are actually...blank?

Lin Yuan flipped through it again, and found that the one-foot-thick pile of books were all fake!

Why are there fake books on Gou'er's table? Could it be that... this guy spent the money his sister gave him to buy books? He had no choice but to put a bunch of fake books just to show off?

"Forget it, I don't care about doing these things, and I don't take scientific exams anyway.

Just with the 300 Tang poems I have memorized in my head, I’ll be damned if I can be admitted as a scholar.”

In the following days, Lin Yuan tried various methods to break the situation, but this inner demon dream was completely airtight.

He was really helpless. He had been living in a dream for several months.

He is getting more and more accustomed to the life here, and Xiaohuan is taking good care of him day after day.

She lived frugally and worked as a female worker to supplement her expenses. She also had to collect grass to feed the chickens and pigs. She raised three chickens at home. Half of the eggs were sold for money, and the other half was eaten by Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan wanted to do something to help, but Xiao Huan blocked him back into the room. She always kept saying one thing: "Just leave it to my sister to do it. Just read the book."

Lin Yuan really didn't know what to do. He often sat at his desk for a whole day.

Is he going to give up martial arts and embrace civil service? Will he switch to imperial examination in the future?

Only by relying on a few enlightenment books can you pass the exam.
To be continued...