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Chapter 148: My Story

The years weave brocades, the flying ox leads the moon, and breaks the road to return to the south. The dream of the star is like when you first wake up, and the purple moon regrets the loss of time.

Flowers bloom and fall, clouds roll and clouds unfold, fairy clothes and rainbows, and silver tears are dull and longing is painful, who asks you to cross the magpie bridge together?

At some point, with the rapid changes and the changing stars, they have soared in the place that once called heaven by humans.

At that moment, billions of stars were beautiful and created the brilliance of the galaxy.

They just wandered in the galaxy.

The galaxy is bright, which is a kind of beauty, a kind of beauty that is beyond the world, and is out of reach.

On the Nine Heavens Milky Way, thousands of immortal magpies gathered together like meetings and built a fairy bridge.

"Magpie Bridge? I know this story, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl!"

"Or, Magpie Bridge Fairy!"

"The galaxy is bright and the fairy magpies build bridges. I have to say that this place is really beautiful. But no matter how beautiful it is, it is also someone else's story. I want to write my own story, my future!"

At that moment, the brilliance of the galaxy disappeared, the fairy on the Magpie Bridge disappeared, and they were no longer the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl...

At that moment, a consciousness gradually awakened and became the dominant force of this dream dimension.

That was her wish, the dream owner’s wish!

Even a daydreamer cannot change the dream owner's wishes. When her wishes are truly reflected, others cannot continue to change anything.

At that moment, it was changing with each passing day, and the stars were changing...

The dream dimension is already very varied. He has become accustomed to the beauty of dreams.

At that moment, the breeze blew across my face.

The breeze came gently, and he smelled the fragrance of hyacinths.

At that moment, he breathed greedily.

He has been rushing in the cement forest for many years, and he hasn't experienced the fragrance of the soil for a long time.

The air here is so fresh!

Dream, perfect!

Looking around, this is a place where peach blossoms bloom.

"Is this Peach Blossom Island?"

"How do you know this is an island?" She smiled slightly, "What I want is this kind of life where peach blossoms bloom and peace of mind."

"It turns out it's not Peach Blossom Island, it seems it's Peach Blossom Land!"

"Peach Blossom Land? Haha, Peach Blossom Land, it seems that I have found the right place! Let's live here in the future!"

"But, this huge island has no houses!"

"You won't build your own without a house?"

"Haha, that's right!"

He stared at the sword in his hand, and among the sword lights, he saw the snow.

"Good sword!"

He nodded to himself.

This cold sword is his divine weapon that has expanded its territory.

"Before building a house, let's first inspect the terrain and landform here!"

"Um!"

She smiled and nodded.

He held her charming little hand and wandered slowly on the small island.

It was only after walking that the island was much larger than he thought. However, they had been wandering for a full two hours and still didn't see even a single family.

There are more than peach trees here, you can pick various wild fruits to eat here.

"Gu,gu,gu..."

Among the bushes, there were a few pheasants wandering.

At that moment, he crawled forward, and she could only follow him and do the same movements.

In order not to alert the enemy, he tried a lot of effort and silently recited the mantra in his mind.

At that moment, he finally couldn't help it, and he wanted to vomit.

"The song of the Green Lotus Sword, the beginning of spring!"

The arrow (the sword energy at this time looks like an arrow) is empty, but unfortunately, the pheasants were beaten into plasma by his sword energy and were wiped out.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that he was in a dream, her dream!

"Hey, you broke them apart, what are we eating?"

Although he knew why those pheasants were destroyed, he couldn't tell her that everything is a dream now, right?

If you deny something in a dream, then no matter what kind of thing it is, the final result will only be to turn into a bubble, or to be wiped out.

Therefore, he could not tell the reason, so he could only say ten thousand words in his heart, "Blame me."

"Gu, Gu, Gu, Gu, Gu, Gu..."

At this moment, following the sound, he actually saw a group of pheasants. Seeing this large group of mountains and fields, there must be at least a hundred. He naturally knew that these pheasants were all generated by her wishes, but she didn't know them herself.

Dreams are hard to figure out. Sometimes, you hope they are real, and they are real!

"A good rain knows the season, and spring will be born. It will sneak into the night with the wind, moistening things silently."

“Is this a new poem you wrote?”

At that moment, her eyes were full of admiration.

"It's not my poem, it's Du Fu's poem!"

"Du Fu? The Poet Saint Du Fu?"

"Yes, it's his poem."

"Why do you suddenly remember...his poem?"

"A good rain knows the season, and spring will be born. For the first move of the song "The Sword of the Green Lotus Sword, the Beginning of Spring, I am afraid that I will never find a better poem than this as a formula. As for the formula..."

"I know, I know... I heard you mention that the mystery of the sword technique is not the mantra, but your heart, and your mind. Taking poetry as the music can not only be catchy, but also guide your heart to better understand the meaning of the sword. But... hehe, I always feel that a great poet and a poet who recites the poems of the poet saint always feels something is wrong, hehe..."

"It's the style!"

"Picture style?"

"Li Bai and Du Fu, one of them is a poetic immortal and the other is a poetic saint. The style of poetry is naturally completely different."

"Since ancient times, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. If you really want to say how bad this poet saint is than a poet sage, I have to read it, it is just two words, free and easy!"

"So, do you understand poetry?"

"I understand a little, understand a little, hehe..."

At this time, she curled her smile and seemed to have thought of something again.

"Let's see your prey and run away!"

He just smiled slightly.

Looking at the pheasants all over the mountains, they can always catch two. Therefore, he no longer needs to hide.

"A good rain knows the season, and spring will be born. Sneak into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. The first style of the Green Lotus Sword Song, the beginning of spring."

At that moment, the sword energy spread everywhere, in order to expand the scope of the target.

The result of this raid was that most of the pheasants were beaten into plasma by the sword light, but the fattest ones were just rightly preserved, perhaps due to her wishes.

"Wow, it smells so good! Your craftsmanship is really good! Well, it tastes delicious!"

"Is that so? I'll try it!"

Before eating, he realized that there was no salt in this wilderness. He tried to sense his subspace, but unfortunately no matter how hard he tried, he had no sense. After all, he now appeared in other people's dreams in the form of astral projection.

He also tried to influence with his own will. However, since she regained control of the Dream Dimension, his will could no longer create, let alone assimilate in this small world.

He took a bite and it turned out to be as light as a cup of boiled water. Apart from the aroma of the barbecue, there was nothing delicious.

“It’s really that delicious?”

His tone was full of doubt.

A loving couple often eats the food that is fried by his wife without hesitation, accompanied by a mouth full of "delicious".

He was wondering if she said "delicious", is this a kind lie?

"Then tell me, what taste did you taste?"

"Well...the smell of honey, the smell of pepper, and the smell of sunshine..."

Seeing that she was eating with relish, he really didn't want to sweep her pleasure. He wanted to tell her the truth, there was no honey, no pepper, only sunshine.

"Hey, by the way, where did you find honey?"

"Just just when I was picking up firewood, I saw a beehive, so I took the initiative to poke it down."

"Haha, you are really mean! This chicken leg is rewarded to you!"

After taking the chicken legs in her hand, the taste was indeed different from that in his hands. At that moment, he really tasted the taste of honey, pepper, and sunshine.

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