After breakfast, Pei Chuan and Tieshan yawned and went to catch up on their sleep. Lingxi and Tang Jingyue acted as drivers and the car started driving again.
Xiao Yuer cleaned up the kitchen, and I went back to my room, lying on the bed to reply to Su Tongyuan's message.
As we chatted endlessly, Su Tongyuan said that when I returned to Zhongzhou, she would take care of me and celebrate my safe trip.
I had a hard time expressing my feelings, but I couldn't tell her clearly, so I could only pretend to be happy and accept this kindness.
Afterwards, I calmed down and recited the Ksitigarbha Sutra carefully twice, and passed the time by flipping through the news on my mobile phone out of boredom.
Maybe it was because I slept too late last night and I started to feel sleepy.
This time, I dreamed of the man named Jiuyang again.
He stood in the empty hall, wearing a purple robe and smiling at the corner of his mouth.
His smile is very warm, making people feel like a spring breeze and feeling close to him.
I stood in front of him, like a fallen leaf in the deep sea, drifting with the current, constantly rising and falling.
His lips moved up and down, as if he was talking to me.
But in the dream, I couldn't hear anything, my ears were ringing, and my mind was blank.
He talked for a long time, and the smile on his face disappeared little by little.
Finally, he stretched out his right hand, slowly pressed it between my eyebrows, and touched it gently.
"boom."
It was like a thunderbolt blasting in my ears, and Jiuyang's voice penetrated into my mind like a thread: "If I don't wake up now, I will wait until later."
My pupils dilated instantly, as if struck by lightning, and my limbs became stiff.
I wanted to speak, but no sound came out of my throat.
The next moment, I woke up from the bed, covered in cold sweat and my clothes were soaked.
I breathed heavily, and while I was still in a daze, a sense of fear rose in my heart.
I don’t understand why I dreamed about Jiuyang again, and why I have such strange dreams one after another.
What does it mean if you don’t wake up now, when will you wait?
What does he want to tell me?
Why is he holding on to me so hard?
I'm not from Ziwei's family, so he shouldn't have anything to do with me, a little shrimp, either emotionally or rationally.
Besides, Lingxi said that Jiuyang became an immortal and ascended to heaven one thousand nine hundred years ago.
Immortal, are you mentally ill, are you trying to scare me, an ordinary mortal, for no reason?
I squatted on the ground, shaking uncontrollably.
It was obviously broad daylight in June, but my body was feeling cold. From the soles of my feet to the top of my head, I was shivering with cold.
"It must be the influence of the blood crickets." I said to myself: "I haven't taken the blood-tonifying pill today. As the body's blood continues to decrease, it will cause symptoms of trance, weakness and dreaminess."
"Yes, the master said so too."
I stood up holding on to the stool and stumbled to the bathroom to wash my face.
The moment I looked up, I saw the center of my eyebrows in the mirror glowing faintly.
It flickers and flickers, extremely weird.
I thought I had seen it wrong and subconsciously picked it with my hands.
The light is still there, and it shines brighter.
I screamed and rushed out of the bathroom rolling and crawling.
According to my first thought at the time, I planned to go to Lingxi for help.
But halfway through, I suddenly remembered that Lingxi was driving.
I hurriedly ran to Pei Chuan's room, wanting him to help me find out what was going on.
Although Pei Chuan's realm attainments cannot be compared with Lingxi's, he is still a direct disciple of Kunlun.
In terms of knowledge and vision, he is naturally much better than ordinary people like me.
But this guy stayed up all night and was sleeping soundly now.
