The villain and I have eight hundred minds combined

She began to ask Fang He: "How did you build the bridge? Was it really because the patriarch allowed you to use the phoenix wood?"

Fang He said slowly: "Maybe it was a belief that supported me. I wanted to give up several times, but I crawled out of the mud again several times to prove myself... The Phoenix Tree is just a tool."

"Master, you want to sacrifice yourself to save others, but have you ever thought that this overpass may instead arouse their evil desires?" Mu Hanxing asked him seriously.

Fang He's expression changed, and he looked at her in a daze: "What did you call me?"

Mu Hanxing had a calm face and did not answer his question. Instead, he continued, "Look at the faces of the people of Xu State. They look crazy. They don't care about their king, let alone the soldiers who are killing innocent people. They have no etiquette, no shame, no morality, and they only want to ascend to heaven overnight through the sky bridge. Isn't this the ugly face of mortals who love leisure and hate work and always want to take shortcuts?"

Fang He: “…”

Mu Hanxing continued, "When there are no shortcuts, people will be diligent and work hard. They will try their best to fight against natural disasters. They will also know how to be courteous and protect wise rulers. They will work together to make the country prosperous. You built a bridge, but it made them feel evil and produced evil fruits, didn't you?"

"..."

"Look at what they look like now. They want to become immortals in one day. They look just like the giant leeches we encountered on the beach that day. They are scrambling for benefits, impatient and ugly."

Fang He's expression was moved.

Mu Hanxing continued, "This dream is a beautiful dream that can make the wishes of you, the people of Xu State and the king come true, but it is almost time for you to wake up. The Three Realms have their own laws. It is impossible for everyone to ascend to heaven overnight. You should know this better than me. If they are all in the heaven but choose to go to Jianmu to live, will you still be indifferent?"

Fang He was shocked.

At this time, the group of people and the king finally rushed to the top. The moment they saw Fang He, because of their madness and confusion, they mistook him for the messenger of God who came to lead them to the Heavenly Palace. They all burst into tears and knelt in front of him.

"Meet the Lord God!"

Fang He looked at the scene of tens of thousands of people worshipping in the golden light in disbelief. The contrast was stark and ironic when he put it together with the faces of the people who had angrily scolded him in the past.

"Please, God, take us to the Heavenly Palace!" The king cried and even knelt in front of him, looking at him with begging eyes.

"Are they... crazy?" Only at this moment did Fang He realize what Mu Hanxing said. The Xu people were really crazy.

"False happiness can drive people crazy. The crueler the reality is, the more perfect the dream is. For them, in reality, they are attacked by monsters and separated from their loved ones, but in their dreams, they ascend to become immortals and are no longer afraid of these things." Mu Hanxing explained.

"What about me...?" Fang He asked her with a dazed look.

"In reality, you didn't succeed in building the bridge, and the Jianmu tribe leader wouldn't allow you to do anything wrong. In the dream, you succeeded in building the bridge, and you were admired and worshipped by thousands of people. Even the king who despised you knelt before you." As an outsider, Mu Hanxing saw through it. "This is just a psychological reflection. In fact, you don't like the people's abuse of you, the king's contempt for you, and the look in their eyes that look down on you, right?"

At this point, he suddenly laughed at himself and shed a line of hot tears. He covered his eyes with one hand and said to her honestly: "Axing, you don't know, they called me a waste... a mere mortal with a short lifespan and little ability... and they even laughed at the Jianmu Phoenix Clan... What do they know?"

Perhaps even the gentlest person may have a side that is arrogant and conceited. Mu Hanxing understands his feelings very well.

"They don't understand, so they are mortals. You are a fairy bird. Although you may not be able to tolerate everything, you should be more sober than them." Mu Hanxing sighed, "Hey... Master, it's time to wake up. The fate of a country cannot be changed by you, but you still have your own mission, which is to return to Jianmu and teach the little phoenixes in the tribe."

"Master... yes... that's how the young ones in the tribe call me..." Fang He smiled bitterly and wiped away his tears. The golden light then slowly faded away.

Under his feet, the mortals who were kneeling in worship were slowly turning into pieces and gradually disappearing.

The moment Fang He woke up from his dream, he felt relieved: "At least... I tried my best. I am so partial to Xu Guo. I am repaying Miss Zhuoyu for saving my life..."

"Well, Master Chef, let's go back." She said to him gently.

The scene around her collapsed and disappeared, and she saw with her own eyes that the overpass in her dream collapsed again, silently turning into fragments and dust before her eyes.

……

I thought it was a thrilling dream and I would need to find the center of the formation to escape, but I didn't expect that after comforting Fang He and helping him realize his wish, I woke up from this dream completely.

When she woke up again, Mu Hanxing only felt a little sore all over, probably because of the aftereffects of fighting in the dream. She opened her eyes slightly and saw Feng Xiao and Qing Xi approaching her from the left and right.

Although both men were extremely handsome, she was still shocked. She quickly stood up and stepped back: "What are you doing?"

"Sister! Are you awake? Are you okay? Are you feeling unwell?" Feng Xiao asked flatteringly.

Qingxi finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she was safe and sound. If she really had an accident in her dream, he would be to blame.

"It's okay. Where's the chef?" She didn't care about herself at all and hurried to Fang He's bedside.

"What did you encounter in your dream? He seems not to have woken up yet." The patriarch asked anxiously.

Mu Hanxing was full of confidence in him. She looked at Fang He's eyes moving slowly under his eyelids and said happily, "Don't worry, the master chef must be fine. He will wake up soon."

Sure enough, after a while, Fang He finally opened his eyes and woke up completely.

The clan leader was overjoyed: "Master! You finally woke up, that's great!"

Feng Xiao and Qing Xi smiled. They didn't expect that City Lord Mu was so capable. It seemed that there was nothing she couldn't solve.

After Fang He woke up, he lay there with lifeless eyes. He was dazed for a long time and his expression was dull.

Feng Xiao asked a little worriedly: "Master chef? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

After a while, Fang He sighed and got up from the bed: "I'm fine... It turned out to be all a dream... It's my fault for making you worry."

"Don't say that. You were bewitched by Taoist Xu Guo and fell into a dream, unable to wake up. How can I blame you for this?" Feng Xiao frowned.

Fang He looked up and saw Mu Hanxing who appeared in her dream.