Forced to take the love route by a scumbag villain

Just like the previous two times, Wen Rulan was dragged to play by this strange man after she came to the dreamland.

The other party always seemed to have weird places to play, so the first fireworks show was relatively normal. Things like yesterday's "sky" ride and today's skiing were a bit beyond Wen Rulan's understanding.

For skiing, even if it is not a man-made ski resort, it will be on a relatively gentle mountain range, but this mountain in front of me...

Wen Rulan looked at the majestic mountains, at the undulating ridgeline like a giant dragon lying on the ground, at the ridgeline that was so steep that it was almost a right angle, with rugged rocks rising on the snow-covered mountain walls, he couldn't help but swallow. He spat.

He said in disbelief: "Skiing... here?"

Mengzejun nodded naturally: "Yes."

He pulled Wen Rulan up the mountain, urging him as he walked: "Hurry up, hurry up, while Lu Wu is not paying attention, let's secretly slide a few times in his dream."

Who is Lu Wu... Wen Rulan is simply confused.

But before he had time to ask or express his doubts about whether such a steep mountain could really be skied, he was already taken to the top of the mountain by the man.

They came empty-handed and didn't bring any ski equipment, but this didn't bother Meng Zejun. He snapped his fingers, and the ice and snow on the mountain began to condense, turning into hard and reliable skis.

Mengzejun sat on it by himself first, then pulled Wen Rulan in front of him and held him in the crook of his legs. He smiled and counted the countdown in Wen Rulan's ear: "3, 2..."

"1!"

As the last number fell, Wen Rulan was swallowed up by the strong wind that hit her face before she could react.

This snowboard made of ice and snow slid down from the top of the mountain, like a train whose brakes had failed. It was speeding downwards at an almost out-of-control speed.

Wen Rulan was so nervous that she even forgot to breathe. His heartbeat was like a drum, because the mountain wall was covered with protruding rocks. The ski they were sitting on hit the rocks straight, as if they would be shattered into pieces in the next moment.

But before actually hitting the rocks, the man controlling the skis always made the skis avoid the rocks blocking the road at an extremely smart angle. After successfully passing, there was no time to relax, and then the next rock came.

They were sliding too fast and the mountain wall was too steep. Every minute and every second they seemed to be dancing head-to-head with death.

Wen Rulan felt the same fear he had on yesterday's roller coaster ride again. He felt that his life was hanging by a thread, but the thread hanging on him seemed to be particularly strong. The man's arms held him tightly, as if he was reliable in the wind and rain. The mountains and rivers that stand firm in the middle.

A man's excited voice could be heard in his ears. Wen Rulan thought the game was thrilling and terrifying, but he only found it fun.

Wen Rulan still couldn't appreciate this kind of fun. The only thing he had improved was that he no longer worried that he would die inexplicably in his dream like he did yesterday.

It's not that I'm not worried, I'm just not that worried. After all... this person said he was here.

Words should be thin and weak. After all, lying doesn't take much effort. But... maybe it was because no one had ever said such protective words to Wen Rulan, so he wanted to believe the other person.

He grabbed the man's arm around his waist and entrusted his life to him.

The snow-capped mountains were very high, and they skated at high speed for nearly ten minutes without reaching the bottom of the mountain. Wen Rulan didn't know the name of this mountain, but it was already the tallest mountain he had ever seen in his life. It seemed like the ancestor of all mountains.

In this majestic mountain range, the two of them, plus a ski, were like a newly sprouted green leaf on a lush ancient tree, small and unattractive.

It should have been unnoticed, but Meng Zejun was a little carried away. He was skating and could not help but whistle.

It is taboo to make noise on the snowy mountain. The vibration of the sound may cause an avalanche. His whistle did not cause an avalanche, but it caused something even more unfortunate than an avalanche.

Ahead of them was a rare flat and low section, with no rocks or frozen ice blocking the road, so they could travel unimpeded.

But in this area that should have been unobstructed, the snow suddenly started to move. They were like gravel that gathered together and stood up from the ground after condensing and growing.

Wen Rulan was stunned when she saw it, because the ice and snow actually condensed into a giant hand that looked like a human being, with one knuckle higher than an adult.

And such a huge hand was grabbing at the two of them skiing.

A huge shadow covered them, as if they would be buried by ice and snow in the next second.

Wen Rulan didn't understand what was going on with this giant hand, whether it was a level that was created on the spur of the moment by this man with strange hobbies to increase the difficulty.

But soon, he understood from the man's frozen expression that it was not the case.

Mengzejun's face has always been relaxed and casual, because the dream is under his control, but at this moment...

He muttered in a low voice: "No, he found out..."

Who discovered it?

Wen Rulan didn't have time to ask, because he also realized that something was wrong.

His heart was in his throat, and the man hugged him tighter and reminded him in a deep voice: "Hold on!"

As soon as the words fell, the skis they were riding on suddenly began to accelerate. Part of the ice and snow in this dream was controlled by the master of the dream and condensed into such a huge hand, but the other part was controlled by Meng Zejun and became a boost for them to accelerate forward.

Each snowflake seemed like a tiny soldier pushing their skis forward and out of the way.

They walked under the fingers of the giant hand, fighting for the next second of breath amid the suffocating feeling of being buried in ice and snow.

Fortunately, although the giant hand is big, the bigger the thing, the less flexible it is. They successfully escaped from the giant hand.

The giant hand did not pursue it anymore, but just collapsed into scattered ice and snow again. Wen Rulan looked back and saw that on the ridge, in the flying snow in the sky, there seemed to be a faint shadow of a tall, thin man.

He couldn't see the other person's face clearly, only a vague outline, but this outline also revealed a bit of the other person's cold and frosty temperament.

Mengzejun also turned around, smiled at the man and said, "Don't be angry, I'm leaving now!"

As he spoke, he snapped his fingers, and Wen Rulan felt a brief lull in the air. When they landed again, they had left the mountains covered with ice and snow, and landed in a jungle filled with the fragrance of green grass.

This is another dream.

The skis made of ice and snow melted, and Mengzejun also put Wen Rulan down. He patted his shoulders and dusted off the snow on his body.

Wen Rulan watched his movements, and after she was out of danger, she finally couldn't help asking the questions she had been holding back for a long time, such as what was the attack she just encountered and who was the man who looked like frost and snow.

"That's Lu Wu." Mengzejun took it as a matter of course, as if he should know Wen Rulan when he said this name.

But Wen Rulan didn't recognize him at all, so he asked, "Who is Lu Wu?"

Mengzejun raised his eyebrows, shook his head at the same time, and explained with a disgusted expression that "this kid has so little knowledge": "You don't even know about the God of Kunlun Mountain?"

He was only eight years old and had just entered elementary school. How could he know about the God of Kunlun Mountain? Wen Rulan cursed in his heart, but he didn't care about this naive man and just continued to ask: "God?"

He repeated this word with some uncertainty, because God should be an illusory legend, a figment of human imagination. How could there really be a God in the world?

Mr. Mengze saw Wen Rulan's suspicious look and couldn't help but rub Wen Rulan's head, curling his lips and said: "Of course there are gods, but gods generally live in heaven and do not appear in front of people."

"The snow mountain we just went to is Kunlun Mountain. Lu Wu is the god of Kunlun Mountain. He guards the Tianzhu Kunlun all day long. In his dreams, Kunlun Mountain also looks like it. I guess you have never seen the majesty of Kunlun Mountain, so I want to take you there. I secretly went skiing in his dream, but..." Mengzejun spread his hands regretfully: "He discovered me."

Wen Rulan understood a little, what she felt was that the childish man in front of her was trespassing on other people's territory. Not only was trespassing not enough, he also blatantly skied on other people's mountains. However, he was discovered by the owner and kicked out.

But he still didn't understand. If that cold man was a mountain god, what about the one in front of him?

This strange man's expression was a little stiff when he faced Lu Wu's attack, but that stiffness was more like a guilty conscience of being caught doing bad things than a concern for his own safety.

This shows that the opponent is strong enough to retreat in front of the Kunlun Mountain God. Who is the opponent?

Wen Rulan vaguely had an answer in his heart, but to be more precise, he still wanted to ask.

"who are you?"

After three days of knowing each other, he finally asked the question that he should have asked when they first met.

"Me?" Mr. Mengze was stunned for a moment. He rewinded his memory at the same time. As soon as he rewinded it, he discovered that... he did not seem to have introduced himself.

He had completely forgotten about it!

Fortunately, it’s not too late to introduce it now. He cleared his throat and said: "The heaven is very big. In addition to the Tianzhu Kunlun that stands in the center, there are also seas distributed at the four poles. Between the Tianzhu and the poles, in the northwest, there is a large The name of Ze is Mengze.”

"There is a god in Mengze who is in charge of dreams. He is called Lord Mengze, who is me." Lord Mengze pointed at himself.

After finishing speaking, he crossed his arms and waited for Wen Rulan to look at him with admiration.

But Wen Rulan didn't show the look he imagined. Instead, there was a hint of disbelief on the eight-year-old's face.

Although this man seems to be very powerful, God... The other person's behavior is completely different from the God Wen Rulan imagined. I have to say that Lu Wu's cold and solemn temperament is more like a god than a man. So childish and playful.

Maybe this man is just a monster living in a dream, pretending to be some kind of god. Wen Rulan guessed in her mind.

But he would not speak out his thoughts, and he did not question the man's words. He only asked another question: "Who is stronger, you or the mountain god?"

Mr. Mengze showed a confident smile: "In the dream, there will be no gods or demons stronger than me."

Then why were you kicked away? Wen Rulan said nothing, but his eyes seemed to say everything.

"Well..." Mengzejun coughed twice guiltily. Of course it was because he was unreasonable and embarrassed to fight Lu Wu.

Gods also want to save face.

Is it possible that Chengdu is as cheeky as that fish in the North Sea?

Mr. Mengze couldn't be so shameless, and because of Wen Rulan's questioning eyes, his guilty conscience became more and more serious.

And the way he thought of to solve this guilty conscience was not to sincerely admit his mistake, but like most adults, he chose to drive away this unfortunate child who questioned him.

"You have to go to school tomorrow. That's it for today. I'll take you back to bed!" Mengzejun said to himself and made a decision.

Wen Rulan had even stayed up late with panda eyes in order to avoid the other party before. Now she couldn't wait to say goodbye to the other party in advance.

But he didn't seem to be as eager as he thought. Instead, he curled his lips. While curling his lips, he couldn't help but smile.

He was sent back to his dreamland by Mengzejun, and then fell into a deep sleep of consciousness in his own dreamland.

In fact, he didn't sleep well. He was young, but he always had nightmares, such as nightmares about being beaten by Wen Hongyan, nightmares about being chased and bitten by vicious dogs, or nightmares filled with the mean and cold eyes of Wen's father and mother. .

These nightmares haunted him until he found a way to control his dreams. And after he took control of the dream, it was still a nightmare, but a controllable nightmare.

Before he could do anything in this controllable nightmare, the man who called himself Meng Zejun came and took him around in his dreams for the past three days. Those nightmares were also squeezed out because of the other party's random actions. 's missing.

But at this moment, when he returned to his dream again, relaxing his consciousness and sleeping in it, those nightmares came to him again.

He slept a little uneasily, tossing and turning restlessly on the bed in his bedroom.

But in the haze, he seemed to feel a soft and warm force, comforting him and dispelling the gloom.

He slept peacefully all night. When he woke up, Wen Rulan yawned.

He recalled last night's experience, recalling the man's eagerness to drive him away because of his guilty conscience, and couldn't help but smile.

His smile lasted from the moment he got up, until he went downstairs after washing and carrying his schoolbag to go to school.

But...he saw an unexpected person in the living room again.

Yesterday he only saw Father Wen, but today he also saw Mother Wen and Wen Hongyan. The three of them were sitting on the sofa, with the same haggard look on their faces and dark circles under their eyes.

And the haggardness was even worse than yesterday. Wen Hongyan was holding Mother Wen's arm tightly and looking around uneasily, as if he was afraid of something.

Wen Rulan was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand. He only touched the dreams of the three people three nights ago, and he didn't do it again after that. He didn't have time to care about them at all.

But the increasingly serious dark circles on the faces of these three people showed that they had not slept well in the past three days.

what's going on?

Wen Rulan thought for a moment and came up with a guess.

The smile on his lips grew wider because he knew someone was standing up for him.

But he couldn't show happiness in front of these three people. When he passed by the living room, he lowered his head, greeted them politely and distantly as usual, and prepared to leave.

As he left the sight of these three people, a smile appeared on his face again until he saw the car parked in front of his villa.

Wen Rulan's smile disappeared, not because of the car, but because the person who got out of the car was a Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe, with a long white beard, and an air of immortality.

The Taoist priest wore a hairdress and held Buddha dust in his hand. The Wen family's housekeeper led the way in front of him. However, he did not enter the house immediately. Instead, he pinched his fingers and measured something around the Wen family.

He is very talkative and seems to have a very profound cultivation level.

Wen Rulan's heart skipped a beat. Although the man said that he was a god or a god in charge of dreams, Wen Rulan still didn't believe it. He felt that the man was just a powerful monster.

But this strong one...he had no idea about it. The thousand-year-old snake demon on TV was subdued by a monk in one go. Monsters seemed to be afraid of these monks and Taoists, no matter how strong they were.

The monster in his dream... wouldn't be discovered and captured by the Taoist priest?

Wen Rulan panicked a little.

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