Legend of Dream God in a Little Dream

Zengjun looked at his reaction and it seemed that he had experience.

Zengjun turned his gaze back to the target in the distance, about sixty meters away, and took aim, but his right hand was still shaking.

With a whoosh, the arrow flew out and the man came out from behind the cover to check the result.

In fact, there was no need to check. He just came out to prove that he was not dazzled, because he seemed to see the arrow falling out.

He walked forward and saw an arrow hovering about ten meters away.

Zengjun looked at his incredible eyes and laughed in his heart, "As the saying goes, do your best to act."

After a while, he finally accepted the result. He took a step back and was about to slap Zeng Jun once, twice, or even more times, but after making the move, he stopped, as if a mysterious force had stopped his impulse.

He shook his head and said, "Forget it, 62, you go to the first position. I am really disappointed." Then he quickly left.

After a while, two people came in and said, "Come on, I'll show you what you should do."

Zeng Jun asked in confusion, "Didn't he just want to hit me? Why does he seem to be held back by something?"

One of them walked up to Zengjun and said, "No one here should die at the hands of their own people. You are still useful."

Zengjun looked back at the arrow that represented the answer, then turned around and threw the bow and arrow next to the arrow and said, "Lead the way."

The two of them led the way in front, "It's very close, don't worry, it won't take too long."

After a while, they came to a high wall. Zengjun looked at the stones under his feet. How much blood must have been shed on such a backward place.

When he reached the top, Zengjun looked at the structure of the wall. It was a large outward-facing O-shaped, or V-shaped structure, and both sides were connected. Looking at the front part alone, it was just a V, but looking left and right, it looked more like a W with a cross.

The person in front introduced this place, "This is the city wall, but it is not used to protect people, it is used to protect demons."

"It must have taken a lot of effort to build this place," Zengjun asked while visiting.

"Yes, it costs a lot of money and labor to build this, but if we don't build this, it will be hell on earth."

"So are we defending ourselves against the demons here?"

The two of them continued walking, and one of them answered Zengjun's question, "Not entirely."

"Not entirely. What does this mean?"

He went on to explain, "Only people with superb archery skills can use bows and arrows on it. Because there are not many bows and arrows, each arrow must be used perfectly."

"What about the others?"

He walked to the side and motioned Zengjun to look down.

Zengjun walked over and looked down. There were bones and corpses of demons everywhere, but it seemed that demons did not have wings.

He continued to show Zengjun around. "Those strange corpses are the demons. They are afraid of iron, so being shot by arrows will hurt them."

Zengjun continued to follow behind them and listen to their analysis, showing no sign of fear at all.

"The demons' attacks are very unstable, coming every few days, dozens of days, months, or even years. But the good thing is that they don't have wings and are afraid of iron weapons."

As they were talking, they arrived at another wooden house.

The other person who led the way pointed to the wooden house and said, "From now on, this will be your home."

The two were about to leave, "Wait, then when can I leave?" Zengjun asked.

One of them turned around and asked Zengjun, "Do you have money? You can use a lot of money to buy other unlucky people to replace you."

"I, don't," Zeng Jun responded regretfully.

"May God bless you," and then they walked back.

Zengjun looked at the two people walking away and smiled bitterly, not knowing whether he was happy or sad.

Zengjun walked to the wooden house with his hat on and his hands in his pockets and pushed open the door.

Inside were beds and thick quilts.

It looks like it can accommodate seventy people.

The people inside didn't react much when they saw the newcomer coming, they just shouted at him to close the door.

After Zengjun closed the door, he walked inside and found the bed that had not been turned over. It was still in a corner, which was great.

As soon as Zengjun sat down, four people came over. The leader greeted Zengjun, "Hello, what's your number?"

Zengjun looked at him enthusiastically, without any hostility.

Seeing that Zengjun showed no sign of impatience, he continued the conversation, "I'm 60, you can just call me Xiao Zhao." He pointed at the other three people, "This one is 61, you can just call me Xiao Zhang, this one is 53, you can just call me Xiao Lu, and the last one is 59, you can just call me Xiao Li."

Zengjun looked at the people he was introducing and they were all pretty good, sunny young men, basically the same age as him. It seemed reasonable for Zengjun to appear here.

Zengjun also answered him politely, "I'm 62, just call me Xiao Zeng."

Others also came over, "I'm No. 31, just call me Xiao Liu" "I'm No. 23, just call me Xiao Zhou"...

Zengjun looked at the crowd that had been indifferent just now and suddenly became enthusiastic. It seemed that Zengjun had come to the right place.

"We have two meals a day here. We come here because we have nowhere else to go."

Zengjun sat on the cloth cushion and asked him with a smile, "It's not safe here. I heard from the person who sent me here that you could lose your life here at any time."

Xiao Zhao also got into Zeng Jun's bed and said, "What could be worse than starving to death?"

"That's true." Zeng Jun also lay down, "Then what do you usually do here?"

"Normally, there are things to do sometimes, and sometimes not. When there is nothing to do, we can move around freely. But I also heard that only when the demons come, we need to use weapons for defense."

"Not bad, when are the two meals?"

"Morning, didn't you have breakfast?"

"Uh, no," Zengjun said, scratching his head.

"It's too late to go now," said Xiao Zhao.

"Then I'll just take a nap. Remember to call me for dinner." Zengjun covered himself with the quilt and went to sleep.

"Okay, I'll call you then." Zhao Yi came out of Zeng Jun's bed and went back to sleep in his own place, which was the bed next to Zeng Jun. Xiao Lu, Xiao Li, and Xiao Zhang went out for a walk, while the others were busy with their own things.

This time, Zeng Jun really fell asleep. Although Zeng Jun doesn't need to eat and can live well by sleeping, but according to the principle of doing a full performance, as an actor, he has to be prepared to perform well in every scene at any time and anywhere.

As for why he could fall asleep, it was because no earthly weapons could do anything to him, but he could still sense any slight disturbance.

In the dream, Zeng Jun was in a long red corridor, his feet were on the ground, he was surrounded by other damaged weapons, a woman was caressing Zeng Jun's face, Zeng Jun wanted to stand up, wanted to see who this blurry woman was, but he found that he had no strength at all, no matter how hard he tried, he could not stand up, could not see the woman clearly, but strangely, Zeng Jun could feel a sword stuck in his heart, and the hilt was engraved with the word "Jun", the woman suddenly pushed Zeng Jun, and he fell from the air.