Lin Feng looked at the young man warily.

"This place is a dream. Brother, the way of being a scribe is mostly related to dreaming." Although the situation was not good, Lin Feng remained calm.

What she wants to know most right now is when she will fall asleep.

This dream was so real that she couldn't find any clues during the day when she was on duty as a naval engineer. Based on her experience, she carefully observed things that were easily overlooked in daily life, but found that these details were exactly the same as reality. This was a dream that was so realistic that it could be mistaken for the real thing!

"Guessed it right."

The young man appreciated Lin Feng a little more.

His sister is better than imagined and better than the rumors.

"Excellent children will be rewarded."

Lin Feng secretly activated the [Corpse Vine] to surround the young man. The dense [Corpse Vine] occupied the small courtyard. At first glance, he thought it was a snake cave. She asked a somewhat cold humorous joke: "

The reward is my little sister’s head?”

The young man's face darkened slightly at her response.

Lin Feng's reaction was neither provocative nor anxious, but rather calm and calm. When she asked this question, she also reflected that Lin Feng was mentally prepared - one of the siblings would end up being separated.

.

Either herself or the young man.

He was silent for a moment: "I'm not cruel enough to kill you without blinking an eye. Even though you and I have been separated for many years, you are after all the siblings who were given to me by my mother-in-law."

Lin Feng had no memory of being a baby, but he remembered her appearance wrapped in swaddling clothes: "Before I met you, I had been thinking - if the troubles had not happened, or if I had taken you away, what would we be like as brothers and sisters?

Will there still be a dilemma?"

Immediately afterwards, the young man heard the response from the adult woman in front of him.

"I can tell you the answer, I'm not interested."

Lin Feng's answer is a masterpiece.

She had never thought about this hypothetical life. Even in this life, she still had her parents, siblings and other close relatives around her.

It's just that Lin Feng responded too quickly, without thinking, without any hesitation about blood and family ties: "Why?"

"Why should we imagine that a road that has never been traveled is smooth? Is it really perfect and flawless? Can it really satisfy all shortcomings? I don't think Lin Jiaojiao's life can be better than Lin Lingde's! If I were given the chance to choose to do it all over again, I wouldn't

I will sit back and watch my grandmother and the others die in vain at the hands of a traitor, but I will not leave them and join my father and brother."

Lin Feng is not shy about his ambitions.

"Brother, as a literary scholar, has seen the vast world, so you can learn from female celebrities to alleviate the embarrassment of life, or you can pick up a sword and travel around the world. The world of a boudoir girl only has four square courtyard walls, so there is no choice. I can't give up.

The choice of having the right to bear a sword and growing up next to my father and brother is unattractive, it is impossible for me to choose, and the two are not even worthy of comparison."

The subtext is——

The love between father and daughter, the righteousness between brothers and sisters, are valuable, but the value is not high enough to make her give up everything she has. The young man who came to her to play the emotional card was completely wrong from the beginning. Lin Feng was not only unimpressed, she

He won't even hesitate to kill it!

Whether it’s for yourself or for the Lord’s hegemony!

"I don't want to use the blood and bones of my loved ones to pave a smooth road, but if you really want to push me to a dead end, you are the first step on the ladder to heaven!"

As soon as he finished speaking, [Corpse Vine] rushed out in a hurry.

What frightened Lin Feng was that these [Corpse Vine] did not tie up the young man in front of her as she expected, but instead surged towards her like a tide.

[Corpse Man Vine] evaporated into white mist the moment it touched the body, making Lin Feng's hair messy and almost unable to open his eyes.

When she opened her eyes suddenly, what caught her eyes was a strange beam.

The furnishings in the house were simple and crude, but it could be seen that the owner must be a young man. Lin Feng sat up from the bed vigilantly. His first reaction was to check the situation. He turned to look at the only bronze mirror in the house, which reflected a familiar but slightly...

A jerky young face.

"Brother?"

Is this body my brother’s?

At this time, someone knocked on the bamboo door, and the person who came was rude and impolite. Lin Feng followed his body instinct and grabbed the sword by his pillow. For a moment, he didn't have time to think about why his brother would put the sword by his pillow when sleeping. He simply put on his clothes and went out.

, look what's going on in this dream.

"Why did you get up so late today?"

The man outside the house was a little older. He had an inscription on his waist and was wearing an indigo Taoist robe. He was visually crowned. Seeing Lin Feng open the door, he naturally stretched out his hand to wrap around Lin Feng's waist. When he saw the pendant in Lin Feng's hand,

While holding the sword, the hand that was stretched out in the air moved up and rested on the shoulder: "An Zhi, it's time for morning class."

Lin Feng frowned and thought about how to kill someone.

It doesn't matter if you kill all the people in the dream.

Just as she thought about it, she discovered that the channel through which the cultural energy flowed in this body was completely different from her own. Even if she could use the word spirit, it would not achieve the expected effect. The strength of the other person's aura was considered excellent for his age. She endured the strangeness that suddenly rose in her heart.

Feeling humiliated, he lowered the corners of his lips, held the sword in both hands and crossed his chest: "Yeah."

Morning classes are boring.

Lin Feng divided his mind into two.

While she seemed to be reciting the Taoist scriptures seriously, she was looking at the sun outside the window with her peripheral vision - the time in the dream was different from reality. If a flaw could be found, the dream could be broken out. As time went by, her mood became more and more anxious, and the frequency of dripping dropped.

The time is completely consistent with the tilt of the sundial, and it is exactly the same as reality... The passage of time in the dream is too real, too real to be like a dream!

"It would be a pity if my brother's skills as a scribe are not accepted into the Ministry of Justice."

Wei Heng is still not excited when he knows about such a realistic dream?

Justifiably, the prisoner is allowed to serve his sentence in a dream state. Three months in reality and thirty years in the dream state. No matter how strong the prisoner's mind is, he will collapse.

Lin Feng could only find something to do for himself.

For example, carefully study the direction of brother's meridians and literary energy, and study his way of being a scribe... Oh, there is no such thing. Either the other party is deliberately guarding me, or the brother of this age in the dream has not yet awakened to the way of being a scribe...

pity!

On the first day, morning class, lunch class and evening class.

On the second day, morning class, lunch class and evening class.

On the third day, morning class, lunch class and evening class.

With an expressionless expression, Lin Feng wrote a positive note on the note he carried with him.

His classmates ridiculed him, suppressed him, and made fun of him. How could a shabby and poor student deserve to study in the same room with them? He was so naive that even Lin Feng sneered at him. She was so focused on finding flaws that she had no time to deal with such trivial matters.

When the third chapter was drawn, Lin Feng, who was sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes in alarm. The door of the bamboo house was pushed open, and three dandy boys who often talked about each other entered. Lin Feng suddenly understood why the sword was beside his pillow: "You

If you don’t want to die, get out!”

When the three of them heard the threat, they were startled at first and then laughed: "Lin Su, you are nothing but how dare you talk to me like that!"

Lin Feng said: "Count your ancestors!"

She dares to kill someone in reality, let alone in a dream?

The three of them obviously didn't realize that the situation was dangerous, and even thought that Lin Su in front of them was a weak and bullying boy from a poor family in their memory. The three of them each looked at each other, and the leader winked: "Hmph, give him some.

Look at the color!”

Lin Feng had no choice but to choose to kill.

When the three corpses lay at her feet, she fell silent.

Squatting down and wiping the fatal wound on the body that was constantly gushing blood, and rubbing her fingers, she found that both the temperature and the viscous texture of the blood were the same as reality. At some point, a scribe wearing a lotus crown stood outside the door.

, was also the person Lin Feng saw on the first day he woke up. His face was ashen, his hands hanging by his sides were clenched into fists, and his chest breathing gradually became heavier.

The voice was hard and he asked: "Did you kill them?"

"If you don't kill, how many days will it be left to pay homage to the Three Pure Ones?"

The folk customs in the capital of Fengluo are open, and the scale of the popular scripts is quite large. Even if Lin Feng initially misunderstood that the three of them were just dudes bullying her, she later thought about it and realized that these three people had bad intentions! She thought that she was still using her second brother's.

Body, Lin Feng's expression became even weirder - if what is in front of him is the second brother's past, doesn't it mean that all three of them have coveted the second brother to death?

Thinking of this, killing people becomes even more merciless.

"It's a pity that we didn't use castration while they were alive! Why, do you also want to test whether our swords are sharp?"

The other party didn't speak, just looked at him silently.

Stepping into the house, he bent down to move the body: "Bury it in the back mountain!"

Lin Feng was quite surprised: "Oh."

The three bodies were disposed of quickly.

When they turned back, Lin Feng held his sword across his chest and asked, "Do you want to be like them and prepare to fall under me?"

The other party suddenly turned his head to look at her, his pupils shaking.

Lin Feng was not in the mood to pay attention to his reaction. She just looked up and looked at the moonlight, which was the same as before. She just noticed that the dream had fluctuated for a moment, but calmed down again in an instant. The other party's tone was difficult: "No, I never thought about it.
To be continued...