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Chapter 342 Weaving sweet dreams together

The song "Peachland Like a Dream" played again.

Jiang Sibai didn't think that he would have problems again. After all, he played this piano in the consciousness space last time, and it must have triggered some special situation that caused his soul to be overdrawn.

As for now...

The dreamy tunes actually led everyone to slowly fall asleep together!

"Peachland Like a Dream" is actually a song that hypnotizes everyone?

No, it's not just that.

Jiang Sibai began to immerse himself in playing music again.

Gradually, he felt that the scene before his eyes was changing, and a peach forest suddenly appeared.

In the peach forest, there are thousands of acres of fertile farmland, and the sound of chickens and dogs can be heard.

He was in a daze and found that he was a farmer again, walking between the fields with a hoe.

This is really a bizarre sight.

There seemed to be a beautiful and dreamy tune coming to his ears.

He knew this tune, it was "Peachland Like a Dream".

It seemed like he was playing it himself, but it didn't seem like he was playing it.

But at least he still has a certain sense of self in this dream.

Of course he can't really work in the fields.

So based on what he felt in his heart, he started walking in the direction of the 'village'. He felt that there should be a village in this direction.

As he was walking, a small white dog suddenly emerged from the field. It followed him quickly on its short legs, looking very active.

After walking for a while, he turned around and saw someone sitting on a wooden kite flying in the sky.

"Yetongzi, how long can your wooden kite fly?"

He heard himself ask.

Ye Tongzi laughed and said: "You can fly for a long, long time, very high..."

This young boy is crazy and simply happy.

Then he walked for a while, and sure enough he saw the village.

There is a blacksmith at the entrance of the village banging iron.

"Master, please rest for a while and drink some water?"

The proprietress of the blacksmith shop was waiting on me diligently.

"Qianjin, what is your wife's name?"

Jiang Sibai heard himself say.

Han Qianjin snorted coldly: "What do women know?"

"Get out of the way, don't delay my blacksmithing!"

His mother-in-law hurriedly stepped aside, but even though she was scolded, she still looked happy and considerate.

"Tsk, tsk, that's great."

A drunkard in the pub next door laughed teasingly, and then passed away drunkenly.

And at the door of the tavern, a fortune teller was also drunk.

At this time, a hunter from the village returned, carrying many prey to distribute.

"Everyone take some, we will have a great harvest this time!"

Zhan Wushang said happily.

Jiang Sibai didn't join in the fun, he just followed his feeling and walked home.

Anyway, he just knows this is 'home'.

As a result, he heard the "click, click" sound of the loom at the door. Apparently there was someone else in the house.

He pushed the door open and saw Sihua, dressed in simple clothes, weaving seriously in front of the loom.

She raised her head in surprise and asked: "Why did Mr. Lang come home early today? But there is nothing in Tianzhong?"

Jiang Sibai was stunned for a moment, and then he responded naturally: "Well, I'll go home early if I have nothing to do."

He paused for a while and then said: "If Madam has time, how about I wait for the couple to visit the musician?"

Who is the musician?

His slightly clear consciousness in the chaos was extremely surprised by this.

Sihua was slightly stunned, lowered her head slightly and asked: "Is it okay?"

Jiang Sibai said: "Don't you always want to learn that piece of music? Come on, I'll take you to ask."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took Sihua's hand and walked outside.

It was natural for the two of them to be so close, without any sense of alienation.

Then they quickly arrived somewhere in the peach forest outside the village.

Jiang Sibai only felt that the song "Peachland Like a Dream" was getting louder and louder in his ears.

Moreover, as he walked, he obviously felt more and more tired, as if all his strength had been drained away.

Finally, he saw the room where the sound of the piano came from.

He didn't have any polite words, he just asked simply and straightforwardly: "My wife also wants to learn those songs, is it okay?"

The sound of the piano suddenly stopped in the room, and then a gentle female voice sounded: "Of course it is excellent."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Sibai felt dizzy again and had a splitting headache.

Then he suddenly woke up from his dream.

Feeling that his soul had suddenly hit rock bottom, he really wanted to cry without tears.

He only had part of the memory of the dream just now, and most of the impressions were quite clear, except for the part where he took his 'wife' to learn the piano, which he couldn't remember clearly from the beginning.

And when I try to remember, I get a splitting headache.

It's almost too painful to live.

Opposite him, there were people sleeping all over the place, but they were all sleeping soundly in sweet dreams.

Maybe they still stay in the carefree world created for them by "A Dream in Peach Blossom".

He turned his head and looked at Sihua, who was sleeping next to him, and some scenes from his dream appeared naturally.

He shook his head with a smile, his eyes were very clean.

Jiang Sibai began to play "Floating Life" softly again, both to entertain himself and to relieve his headache.

However, not long after, a flute sound was heard from the side that perfectly blended into the harmony.

He turned around in surprise, only to see Sihua, who was playing the flute, smiling proudly at him.

There seemed to be some kind of indescribable joy hidden deep in her eyes, but her eyes showed so calm and calm.

As if she had completely untied some knot in her heart, Jiang Sibai could clearly feel that her state of mind seemed to have taken a further step forward, becoming somewhat harmonious and self-sufficient.

It seems that I have had enough fun in the dream, so I can naturally feel calm in reality.

In this regard, Jiang Sibai had to sigh again at the magic of Bai Sitong's repertoire.

As for how Sihua could learn this "Floating Life"?

Jiang Sibai felt that this might mean that she had gained her mother's approval.

He vaguely remembered that in the dream he took her to meet a musician, but unfortunately he could no longer remember what the situation was.

It would be great if his soul could be stronger.

Jiang Sibai sighed secretly.

At this moment, everyone who had been immersed in dreams slowly woke up.

It is definitely a fact that a good dream can put a person in a good mood throughout the day.

Anyway, he saw that Ye Tongzi was very quiet now, as if he was still recalling the madness in his dream.

Zhan Wushang actually had a kind of calmness about him, which was something difficult for a disciple of Beiqi War House to achieve.

What surprised him the most was that when Han Qianjin woke up, he had a three-flower gathering!

To be honest, Han Qianjin's cultivation has always been a pet peeve in Jiang Sibai's mind. He originally thought that his brother, who loved blacksmithing, would be able to enter the Sanhua Juding with concentration.

But unexpectedly, he got married later.

Then he wasn't so focused on blacksmithing!

So much so that he has been stuck in the realm of refining qi and becoming a god without making any progress.

Although he still felt very happy, the people around him were worried for him.

Now that he was fine, he actually found his focus in the Taoyuan dreamland and achieved a breakthrough directly in the dream.

This is wonderful.


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