I reported the heavens and the world

Holy light itself is a kind of buff energy for living beings.

Li Mu looked towards the cat's eye - this thing is two-way, the inside can see the outside, and the outside can naturally see the inside.

In the past, dream hunters use this cat's eye to see how far the "player" dream has progressed, but now, it is used by Li Mu to peep into the dream.

"Huh? So this is Brother Cang's room... Has everyone come?"

Li Mu said to himself with some surprise.

The dream inside the door, the protagonist is a little boy, who looks almost like Cang Jiwu.

However, compared with Cang Jiwu, this little boy is really too thin and weak, he looks very weak.

At this moment, the little boy is in a martial arts gym, looking enviously at the apprentices practicing boxing in the gym, and making gestures from time to time, but he will be out of breath after a long time of gestures - really weak.

Li Mu smacked his lips, what kind of dream is this?

Shouldn't the sweet dream be to wake up and take power in the world, and lie drunk on the lap of a beauty?

What kind of dream is it for children to watch adults practice boxing?

"Xiao Wu."

A gentle-looking woman stood on the edge of the dojo, waving at Cang Jiwu.

"mom!"

Cang Jiwu threw himself into the woman's arms happily.

Li Mu: "???"

Why did he feel that Cang Jiwu knew he was coming and deliberately mocked him?

Li Mu has no father and no mother, peeping into a dream, and saw Cang Jiwu throwing himself into his mother's arms the moment he came?

Li Mu took a deep breath and continued to look down.

The content of this dream seems to be Cang Jiwu's childhood.

Li Mu suddenly remembered that when Ji Shaoqing introduced his teammates to him earlier, he said that the reason why Cang Jiwu awakened his "muscle brother" was because he was weak and sick when he was a child, and he watched his family die tragically, longing for strength.

In this way, this dream doesn't seem like a good dream, does it?

Li Mu was puzzled, and didn't understand what kind of criterion was used to judge a dream under the dream hunter's rules.

The woman smiled and gently rubbed Cang Jiwu's head, and said: "Does Xiaowu also want to practice boxing?"

"Ok!"

Cang Jiwu nodded vigorously, and then said with some disappointment: "But my strength is too weak..."

"Because Xiao Wu is still young, those big brothers are already more than ten years old. If Xiao Wu is also more than ten years old, he must be stronger than them!" The woman comforted gently, but Li Mu clearly saw this. The loss in the woman's eyes.

In fact, it doesn't seem to be what she said.

"Hmm! Absolutely!"

Cang Jiwu smiled happily, then turned around and continued to follow the gestures: "Mom, I'm going to practice martial arts!"

"Then Xiao Wu has to work hard."

The woman stood on the sidelines, smiling and looking at her child.

What Cang Jiwu didn't see was that when he followed the disciples practicing boxing and turned around, his mother quietly wiped away tears.

"My child, I'm sorry for you..."

Hearing what the woman said, Li Mu was very puzzled.

sorry for what?

The dream continues.

The woman's face gradually became pale as time went by.

Cang Jiwu didn't notice this, and still went to practice boxing every day.

The woman also came every day to watch and encourage.

Everything in the dream is not the reality at this moment, but the memory deeply buried in Cang Jiwu's heart.

Li Mu didn't understand what Cang Jiwu wanted to express, he just watched quietly.

One day, the woman suddenly stopped coming to the martial arts hall, and Cang Jiwu did not practice boxing anymore.

The dream scene turned around and came to a ward.

The woman with a face like gold paper was lying on the bed, extremely weak.

Cang Jiwu was standing by the bed, practicing boxing hahaha...

The kid couldn't practice for long, and soon became tired and out of breath.

When Cang Jiwu was young, his physical condition seemed to be particularly poor. He obviously practiced boxing every day, but he still didn't improve at all.

The woman was lying on the hospital bed with a smile on her face, but her eyes were sad.

At that time, Cang Jiwu couldn't even look at his eyes.

At this time, a burly man walked into the ward, holding a bowl of medicinal soup.

At this point, the screen is divided into two.

That picture, half is the world seen by Cang Jiwu's eyes, and half is the normal memory.

In Cang Jiwu's eyes, the black air of the medicine soup was scattered, and the stench even condensed into a grimace above the medicine bowl, baring its teeth and claws.

But the reality is true, the aura above the medicinal soup is dense, and even the green plants beside the bed sway subconsciously, as if they are extremely thirsty for the medicinal soup.

Li Mu didn't know which side was real, but half of the pictures were fake.

"Ying'er, I've taken some medicine."

The man said in a low voice, and gently helped the woman up from the hospital bed.

The woman smiled weakly: "I will trouble you during this time, husband."

Li Mu suddenly realized that this man was Cang Jiwu's father.