Legend of Dream God in a Little Dream

After receiving the new order, he couldn't make things difficult for him.

The man signaled his men to put away the camels, and then took Zengjun and the people who came with Zengjun to rest.

He led Zengjun and him to a small tent and opened the tent. There was only a simple mattress and a thick quilt.

He pointed to the tent and said, "This is where you two will stay tonight." Then he smiled at the person who brought Zengjun here and said, "Remember to thank him." Then he said to Zengjun, "You too, remember to thank him. After all, he hurt you." Then he left.

Zeng Jun went into the tent and saw him still hesitating in front of the tent. "What are you feeling guilty about? Why don't you come in? Don't you know it's cold outside?"

"Don't you blame me? He's right, I hurt you."

Zengjun pulled him in and said, "I won't regret what has happened because it's useless. And you're not wrong. I came here voluntarily. Otherwise, I would have run away long ago."

The man got into bed and said, "I'm the only one who brought you here. I don't know what you were thinking if you didn't run away. I don't know if you're really stupid or just pretending to be stupid."

Zengjun covered him with a blanket and said, "I am puzzled that you came here alone for them. Go to bed early. You have to go back quickly tomorrow. They are waiting for you."

"You really don't blame me?"

“Not weird”

"Why don't you hit me a few times? I won't fight back, but you shouldn't hold back either. You won't be able to breathe after I leave."

Zengjun listened to this childish answer and thought, "When I want to leave, no one can stop me." Of course, the current situation is to make him feel at ease or less burdened, "I'm not the first one you've tricked, but I hope I'll be the last."

"I don't want to do this either, but if no one defends this place, more people will have to sacrifice, so I will definitely continue, and I will become one of those who sacrifice here."

"That's enough." Then Zengjun also crawled into bed and fell asleep.

Zengjun did not sleep all night because he was not sleepy, but he still closed his eyes symbolically and pretended to be asleep. Another one also did not sleep all night, probably because it was too cold at night. Fortunately, all the tents were in a large enclosed wooden house, and even the windows were tightly closed.

Early in the morning, Zeng Jun could feel that he had gotten up and walked out of the house. Zeng Jun sensed that he rode the camel that had been arranged for him and left under the escort of the group of people from the previous day. Fortunately, he left safely and not secretly. However, for Zeng Jun, it should be considered a secret departure, but this was also what Zeng Jun hoped for.

And he will also sacrifice for peace, so he can be released. He is still needed to lead people to guard this place. His life is still remembered here. He will come back again, for himself and for everyone.

Zengjun sat up and walked out of the tent because he sensed someone was walking towards him.

"You just woke up, so I don't have to call you." The visitor said to Zeng Jun, then turned around and walked back, "Come on."

Zengjun stretched and followed him.

"Where is the man who sent me here yesterday?"

"Oh, he left early in the morning."

Zengjun breathed on his hands and rubbed them, "It's really cold."

The man in front continued to lead the way. Seeing that he didn't respond, Zeng Jun put on his hat and put his hands in his pockets and followed him. Zeng Jun looked at the sand nearby and asked, "Is it so cold here at night?"

"Well, because of the sand, it's very cold at night and very hot during the day."

When we arrived at the same place as yesterday, the torches had already been extinguished.

"Come in," a voice came from inside.

The man was standing at the door, looking like he was on guard, but Zeng Jun didn't care. He wanted to see what was going on behind the scenes.

Zengjun walked into the tent and saw a man sitting on a wooden board reading bamboo slips.

He heard Zengjun's footsteps coming in, so he lowered the book and looked at Zengjun through the top of the bamboo slips.

Zengjun was standing below, looking at him.

He returned his gaze to the bamboo slips. "It looks pretty good, but I wonder how it is in that aspect?"

Zeng Jun also asked in confusion, "Your Excellency called me here to test my skills?"

He rolled the bamboo tube over, placed it upright on the table, knocked it twice to align it, and then placed the slip on the side of the table, where there were many other slips.

He turned his eyes to Zengjun and said, "He seems to be a smart kid."

Then he walked down three short steps and came in front of Zengjun.

He walked around Zeng Jun, looked him up and down, pinched the muscles on Zeng Jun's arms, stroked his beard and asked, "How could you be a bow and arrow genius with your thin arms and legs? Did you offend someone, so he is trying to harm you?"

He didn't give Zengjun a chance to talk back, and clasped his hands behind his back. "Well, it doesn't hurt to try first. Come with me."

"Oh"

The man smiled and said, "It's rude, but I won't make it a fuss since it's your first offense," and walked out of the tent.

Zeng Jun followed behind him, evaluating this man in his mind, "Hiss, this man doesn't look easy to fool, and it's certain that he is in charge of this place. Let's follow him first and then decide whether to hand it over."

Zeng Jun followed him to a place with less sand and more open space. He saw a target about 60 meters away. He was speechless when he saw the target. He thought to himself, "Are the people here also using such ordinary weapons?"

The person leading in front stopped, and Zengjun also stopped and looked at him.

"62, this is your number here. From now on, calling this number means I'm calling you. Do you understand?"

"Oh, I see."

Then he took a few steps to pick up the bow and arrow on the table, turned around and threw it to Zengjun, but, the force was so strong... the bow and arrow fell in front of Zengjun, who bent down and was about to pick it up.

Suddenly he was kicked. Zeng Jun reacted quickly and fell to the ground immediately, then covered his right shoulder which was kicked with his left hand.

The man yelled, "62, why didn't you catch it when I just threw it to you?"

Zeng Jun slowly stood up from the ground, "Sorry, I was distracted."

He cursed impatiently, "Hurry up, I know you don't have that ability, let me see your hypocritical ability, and then you can follow the process that others have taken."

This time, Zengjun picked up the bow and arrow on the ground with his left hand, then walked to the quiver on the table, pulled out an arrow, and walked back again.

Zengjun was holding the bow with his left hand and holding the arrow with his right hand. He was laughing in his heart, "Little guy, I can't stop you from acting!" Zengjun was seen pulling the arrow back with his right hand and slowly pulling it back. His right hand began to shake and the arrow fell directly to the ground.

The man looked at the arrow on the ground coldly, "What a waste! Pick it up, waste!"

Zengjun bent down to pick up the fallen arrow, put it on the string again, and tried to pull the arrow out again, but his hands began to shake again.

"Hurry up, waste," he urged impatiently.

Zengjun looked at him. Compared to before, his front was blocked by a thick wooden board, leaving only his eyes and half of his forehead looking at Zengjun.