Jin Yuan's hair was standing up when he saw her, and she patted him and asked, "Mingye, why are you looking at me with that kind of gaze?"
Ming Ye curled his lips and smiled, then suddenly reached out and put his hand on her shoulder, attached it to her ear and said softly: "I'm not watching you..."
"Then what are you looking at?" Jin Yuan glared at him
"Behind you..." Ming Ye looked straight at Jin Yuan and said Youyou: "What's there..."
Jin Yuan's body trembled when he said it. She really felt something cold was following her like a shadow, but she couldn't see what that thing was!
"What did you see?"
Jin Yuan was so nervous when he said something strange. She was about to look back, but he grabbed her shoulders and stopped her from looking back.
"Nothing..." Ming Ye looked straight behind Jin Yuan for a while before shook his head and smiled: "It seems that it's just my illusion!"
Jin Yuan became more and more confused and asked in surprise: "How could you have an illusion?"
Mingye then let go of the hand that was put on Jin Yuan's shoulder, looked around the room for a while, and asked Youyou: "Little God of Wealth, did you say you went downstairs just now?"
Jin Yuan nodded and asked, "If I hadn't gone downstairs, how could I be in the inn hall?"
But when she recalled the situation that seemed to be a dream but not a dream, she felt a headache
Mingye thought for a moment and murmured in a low voice: "This inn is a bit weird... You said you met the old shopkeeper at night. If he saw you wandering outside late at night, his first reaction should not be care, but frightened.
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Jin Yuan also felt it was reasonable. She was like a wandering soul just now, and the old shopkeeper could actually awaken her...
Although the candlelight was swaying and she couldn't see his expression clearly, she could feel his expression calm and composed!
"Mingye, I also thought I was dreaming, but this dream was very different from the previous one..."
Jin Yuan sighed and said, unconsciously stroking the moon stone in her arms. Only by stroking the moon stone can her heart calm down.
"That time I dreamed of Pojun a thousand years ago... Later, Zhuo Bingshan said that it was the demon that was confusing me! And this time... I dreamed of the mandrill, which is the demon now!"
"What did you dream of the demon?" Ming Ye asked with a frown
Jin Yuan smiled blankly at him and frowned slightly: "I can't explain it clearly... It seems that I dreamed of the scene before the mandrill became a demon! Their zither and flute ensemble look very harmonious, as if..."