Chapter 1787： Where the scabbard is (1/2)
The sleeper is the disciple of the host of Qingming House, walking alone. Hunting Network
With this rule, Su Yu learned from Hongchen Taoist, a mysterious Taoist who is good at dreaming.
With this rule, one can easily enter the dreams of others, or even make up dreams and trap others in them.
If they have any way to transfer memories, dreams are the most likely way.
Between the thoughts, Su Yu followed the dark red dream line and entered a solitary dream.
At this moment, he has a third person's perspective, watching the dream of Lonely. Lonely is unaware of the dream, and he does not know that another person is staring at his dream.
A lonely dream presents a quiet valley, flowers in full bloom, flowers and birds swaying, quiet village cooking smoke, boys playing at the roadside, and old people gathered at the village head to talk about this year's crop growth.
The women hurried around in the kitchen, Zhang Luo holding today's dinner.
”Oh, such a peaceful dream” Su Yu was slightly surprised.
Days, nights and dreams of Fang Chengmeng, dreams, from a certain angle, can be said to be a deep reflection of the heart.
The man who is lonely in his heart should long for this quiet and ordinary life.
With his eyes moving, he fixed himself in an ordinary thatched cottage, a young man with a vague appearance, lying in the courtyard, holding a volume of sutras, and singing eloquently.
”This person is extremely concealed from his own appearance, so in a dream, his appearance is also vague.” Su Yu couldn't help wondering who this person really was.
After chanting for a while, he rubbed his eyebrows and wondered, ”Strange, why have you been upset recently, as if something important is missing? Is it a precious book that I dropped or is it the last time I went to Beijing to take the test, owe Whose money has forgotten to pay back ”
While he was thinking, suddenly, he stepped in and walked into a woman with an equally vague face.
The body is thin, like catkins in the wind, weak and windy, giving people a pitiful feeling.
She looked around and, in the curious eyes of the villagers, came to a thatched hut.
Looking at the scholar who was reading Lang Lang in the thatched hut, she could not help laughing and said, ”Haha, my brother is actually a scholar in my dream, which is unexpected.”
The student got up in haste, and looked up and down in surprise, with deep confusion in her eyes: ”Girl, do we know why we seem to know each other?”
The woman covered her mouth and chuckled: ”That's because you erased all your memories about me, of course, you know who I am, but if you give something to eat, you will remember it.”
She took out a red fruit the size of a thumb, and all the memory inside was flowing.
Su Yu looked in the eyes, secretly, sure enough.
They exchanged memories in their dreams. The five leaders couldn't even dream of it. Their surveillance was useless.
The student wondered: ”You let me eat”
The woman walked over with a smile, pinching his chin, and naughtily said: ”open”
Immediately, the fruit was thrown in.
Immediately afterwards, the scholar shook his body, and the mist in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by the color of Qingming.
”So it is.” The scholar murmured all around: ”It was my dream.”
His temperament changed abruptly, and he was no longer a cowardly scholar, but a confident, calm, powerful and extraordinary temperament, like an emperor on earth.
With his hands behind his back, he slowly closed his eyes and said, ”The memory is back.”
When she opened it again, she gazed at the woman in front of her, full of smiles: ”Thank you, Sister, this time you can make the plan go smoothly and hide the news of the scabbard to this day.”
”Giggle, we should thank that woman for giving us so many dream fruits.” The woman said.
Dream fruit, woman, who Su Yu secretly thought.
The scholar said, ”Yeah, thanks to that woman.”
After a moment, the scholar glanced at the valley village with nostalgia, waving his sleeves, the dream was broken.
As everyone knows, an invisible big hand crossed the dream, seized a ray of dream fragments, and left silently, without causing them the slightest alertness.
In the room, Su Yu suddenly opened her eyes and opened her palm to take a look. A twisted shard was rapidly dispersing.
This is the subconsciousness of the scholar who seized before Su Yu left, about the subconsciousness of the scabbard
Seeing that the fragments could not exist in the real world for too long, and they were about to dissipate, Su Yu immediately put them on the eyebrow.
That strand of subconsciousness was quickly digested by it.
”The scabbard is here” Su Yu opened her eyes suddenly, staring in surprise: ”This is actually going to be there”
There was a deep dip on his face, and his complexion changed for a long time.
For a long while, it turned into a bitter grin: ”The scabbard is easy to say anywhere, only in that place, the possibility is almost zero.”
This loneliness can really hurt people.
If he hadn't heard the news in advance, he would have no choice but to wait for the news to spread a few days later.
”Hey, if that's the case, then you have to go there.” Su Yu thought for a moment, and looked at a messaging jade on the waist.
Hope that person can use it.
For the next five days, Su Yu waited quietly in Fengyun Villa.
From time to time, the understanding of the four factions came together, and they discussed and discussed with each other. Su Yu was always silent.
The comparison between the three crown lords, he said that it was useless.
Instead, Lord Bao Kun personally caught the Emperor's Killing Sword, and he has a deep understanding of it. It is very attractive to the master of Qingming House and the owner of Feng Jian Ge Pavilion.
In the evening, the three leaders began to spy on every move.
”Strange, you are most interested in the Emperor's Killing Sword, but you will have no reaction at all,” said the maiden, who was looking for the leader of the moon worship, and frowned.