The most bullish Taoist temple in history

Chapter 493, just ants
With the burning of incense, it is misty.

Zhang Xingda felt that his drowsiness was getting stronger, as if he had drunk black tea, and soon fell asleep.

Zhang Zexing and Ye Qingqing felt that the surrounding scenes became blurred and distorted.

Eyes closed and opened.

Zhang Xingda fell asleep.

Zhang Zexing and Ye Qingqing also felt that the surrounding scene had changed to a completely unfamiliar place, which was a lush forest.

At this time, Zhang Zexing murmured.

"where is this"

"This is your grandson's dream." Li Yu paused: "The so-called dream interpretation, isn't the most direct and objective way to directly enter his dream?"

"What a hardcore dream interpretation method"

The corner of Ye Qingqing's mouth twitched, she still felt that this dream interpretation method was too real.

The two also found that everything in this dream seemed to exist in reality, but it was like a cloud of mist when touched, and it disappeared when touched.

After all, it was just a dream.

"Master, where are we going now?" Zhang Zexing asked, swallowing his saliva.

"You don't need to go anywhere, just watch it." Li Yu said: "This is a dream. The scope and scene of the dream depend on the dreamer. If he dreams here, then we can only stay here."

Sure enough, the surrounding scene changed.

A dark-faced, emaciated young man came from the depths of the woods, with a bundle of firewood behind him.

The ordinary peasants who can be seen everywhere have thin faces and dull eyes.

The scene changes as the villager moves.

"He is the protagonist of this dream." Li Yu paused and said, "This is Layman Zhang Xingda's [self] in the dream."

"Why did he dream that he was a farmer? He should have grown up in an environment where he had no access." Zhang Zexing was puzzled. Although it was a bit bad to say so, Zhang Xingda was born with a golden key in his mouth.

Li Yu shook his head.

"He can't touch it in this life, maybe not in the previous life."

If Zhang Zexing and Ye Qingqing said something in the past and present, they would definitely refute it.

But now this situation is really refuting and I don't know where to start.

"Besides, dreaming of the same scene for a long time is not necessarily because he wants to dream about something." Li Yu squinted and said: "It may also be that he was entrusted with a dream."

At this moment, the farmer stopped his footsteps, lowered his head, and his lifeless eyes became a little surprised.

In front of him was a small white snake.

His body was covered in cuts and bruises, as if he had been killed by something, and the scarlet blood dripped all over the ground.

"What a poor little fellow."

The farmer stretched out his hand to get close to the little snake, but the little snake suddenly jumped up, hoarse and red, and looked at the farmer warily.

However, the farmer still reached out and approached the little snake.

This time, the little snake didn't warn and bit down directly, but it didn't know if it was because of the thick calluses on the farmer's hands, but there was no response to the bite.

"Don't move, I don't want to hurt you, I have medicine here to make you feel better."

The little snake still didn't let go of biting the farmer's hand, and the farmer ignored him, and put medicine on the little snake on his own.

At first the little snake was still biting tightly, but as the farmer applied the medicine, the little snake's biting hand gradually loosened, and finally let go completely.
After applying the medicine, the farmer let go of the little snake.

The little snake ran away
While running, he looked back at the farmer's face, his jewel-like red eyes stared deeply, and finally disappeared into the woods.

The farmer looked at the back of the white snake and murmured.

"Run, run, run, the farther the better, the farther away from the place where human beings live, the better"

The farmer picked up the firewood and continued to move the firewood down the mountain.

However, at this moment, a piercing sound came, and something fell from the sky.

The blown air wave turned the farmer over, rolled a few times and flew upside down.

Those who fell from the sky were several handsome men and women in white robes.

The male is floating like a fairy, and the female is beautiful and picturesque. Standing there is a landscape.

"Brother, is that little snake really here?" One of the beauties looked a little annoyed.

"That's right, I sensed its breath but now it's gone, damn it." There was a red sand mole between his eyebrows, the tallest young man held his breath, and murmured: "Damn it, it ran away."

"There seems to be someone there"

"Don't worry about him, he's just an ant."

"We can ask him if he saw the white snake."

"Well, what Junior Sister Qingqing said makes sense."

The tall young man came to the farmer vomiting blood and asked in a condescending manner.

"Did you just see a little snake go by?"

"cough cough"

The beautiful little junior sister just now also asked with a look of disgust.

"Brother asked you something!"

"I, I, slow down first." After the farmer recovered, he knelt down and gasped heavily in a trembling posture, "Little man. I have never seen any white snakes. Lord Shangxian, please forgive me, Lord Shangxian."

"Really? The white snake is a very important material for refining weapons. If you lie, your soul will live forever and you will never be reborn." The tall young man snapped.

The farmer was trembling.

Trembling badly.

But in the end, say it.

"No."

The young man wanted to continue asking about threats, but another beautiful junior sister stepped forward and shook her head and said, "Forget it, he's just an ordinary farmer, what can he know, if he really met that snake monster, he would have been killed by the snake monster a long time ago." You swallowed the essence that was used as a tonic."

"The little snake demon was beaten back to its original form by us, but it doesn't have the strength to swallow people."

"That's even more unreasonable." The little junior sister named Qingqing murmured, "If it was a snake demon who couldn't resist, it would have been knocked out by the ants and picked up to eat its flesh and blood. Firewood."

"Hmm, you saved your life."

Before leaving, the young man did not forget to exude his majesty to shock the farmer.

That sentence is full of supernatural power.

The farmer spat out blood again.

But he could only swallow the blood in fear.

He lowered his head, not daring to lift it up.

Afraid of offending Shangxian.

There was a sudden cracking sound in the air.

Like fighting?
Not like.

Just for a moment.

Like just now.

The farmer still didn't dare to look up.

After a long time, the strong smell of blood came, and the farmer raised his head.

I saw the hell in front of me.

The Shangxian adults who were talking and laughing just now, regard mortal life and death as ants.

All turned into pieces of shattered flesh and blood, his head fell to the ground, his eyes were wide open, and he could not rest in peace.

It was as if he didn't know what happened before he died.

There is only one floating azure blue flying sword.

There was also an emotionless voice.

"Just a bunch of ants."

(End of this chapter)