Dream Maker [Rebirth]

Lu Ci took a deep breath in shock, and then hurriedly looked up, and saw Ji Wuzhou who was hugging him looking down at him with narrow eyes and a smile on his lips, as if he had long been aware of this sudden "throwing in his arms" expected.

"How do you..."

As soon as the conversation started, Lu Ci suddenly felt something, turned his head and looked behind him, and suddenly realized - this ice castle can only see the ice wall from the outside to the inside, but from the inside to the outside, it can be seen at a glance. The snow fields nearby, the ice bridges and rivers in the distance, the piles and piles are all very clear.

No wonder Ji Wuzhou would appear "in time", dare to look at the stupid way he was circling around and thinking hard just now!

"Ha," Lu Ci succinctly expressed his dissatisfaction, and stood up straight from his arms with red ears, "it's fun to watch a play, isn't it?"

Ji Wuzhou put his hands back into his robe indifferently, and answered the wrong question: "I didn't expect you to lean against the wall."

Lu Ci gritted his teeth, looking for trouble and said: "Then what if I don't rely on it and just leave?"

Ji Wuzhou smiled unabated: "Then I will go out to pick you up."

Lu Ci: "..." Very good, impeccable.

At this moment, from the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Ji Wuzhou's waist covered by his long robe with the Wanling staff shrunk down to the size of a pipe. Thinking about what he saw in the room earlier, he couldn't help but wonder: "Do you have any?" Two staffs?"

Ji Wuzhou looked down, and soon understood where his misunderstanding came from, and said with a smile: "The handle in the room is a fake."

"Fake?" Lu Ci pondered for a while, "Then the other two spiritual artifacts are also fake?"

Ji Wuzhou said "hmm": "I have nothing to do and just play around."

Only then did Lu Ci realize that Xindao Ji Wuzhou's skills were not inferior to those of the past, and he was able to make several fakes so realistic.

Immediately afterwards, he had a flash of inspiration and suddenly thought of another thing: Since the three spiritual weapons that have already appeared in the world are all fakes, will there be a fourth spiritual weapon as well?

However, after recalling it for a while, Lu Ci found that it was really difficult to judge. After all, there were too many utensils in the room. Even if the counterfeit of the fourth spiritual utensil was among them, he couldn't tell where those swords, bottles, and jars were. One is.

Thinking of this, Lu Ci couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but he didn't show it, he nodded and looked aside casually, unexpectedly, he was instantly attracted by the scene behind Ji Wuzhou——

In the entire ice castle, faint blue light dots like phosphorous fire floated all over the sky, flickering and flickering, like a dream.

There is a circular skylight in the center of the dome, under which a jade bowl with the same diameter as the skylight and shaped like a brazier is suspended by three chains. The water droplets turned into faint blue light spots, splashing and scattering from all around.

In addition, three huge carved glazed pillars stand between the bottom and the dome of the castle in a tripod manner, but they are not used for support, but rather like some kind of container.

The carved outer wall is as translucent as frosted, and it is faintly visible that there is something like mist in the hollow inside.

The colors of the three kinds of "fog" are different, they are black red, lavender, and light gold, and the "water level" of the mist in the columns is also different. Black red is the highest, followed by gold, while purple is pitifully rare, almost Only a thin layer of bottom.

Lu Ci bypassed Ji Wuzhou, and walked directly towards one of the glazed pillars: "What are these?"

He didn't care about the faint blue light dots floating in the air, because he already knew that those were transformed by prayer symbols, but the mist in the glazed pillar didn't know what it was, which was really curious.

Ji Wuzhou turned around and followed him, and replied, "Spiritual energy."

Lu Ci was surprised, he never knew that spiritual energy could be seen by human eyes.

Ji Wuzhou seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and explained: "Auras are everywhere in the world, but because of the mixture of various auras, they become colorless things. If you classify them, you will find that each kind The colors vary."

Lu Ci understood for a moment, nodded, and said, "What are these three?"

Ji Wuzhou said: "Red is longevity, purple is luck, and gold is memory."

Seeing that Luci seems to understand but not understand, Ji Wuzhou simply taught him a lesson very patiently.

There are countless types of aura in the world, but for a person, there are only five types of aura in this life, which are body, soul, longevity, luck, and memory.

Among these five kinds, "body" and "soul" are the foundation of life, "shou" determines the length of life, "luck" determines the ups and downs of fate, and "memory" is the most complicated one. memories of past events, including hallucinations and dreams.

The Wanling Staff in Ji Wuzhou's hands can create man-made dreams, and dream-making is actually "creating memories" or "changing memories".

The dream created by the magic staff is enough to confuse the real one. It can be directly embedded in people's memory, making people treat it as a real past, or it can be used to cover a certain unbearable memory, so that people can completely forget the existence of that past event.

That is to say, once the dreamer in the world gets his wish, when he wakes up, his memory will be very different from before.

Of course, if you want to have the dreams you desire, you have to pay a price: if you pay for it with money, it is worth a thousand dollars, and if you want to pursue dreams without money, you can use other auras you have as compensation.

The three glazed pillars in front of me are the "rewards" paid by the dreamers in the world in the past ten years-shouyuan, luck and memory.

After listening, Lu Ci pondered for a moment, and soon understood the key point: among the five auras that people possess, "body" and "soul" are the foundation of life, and naturally no one would use them to exchange for dreams , and the remaining three will not have too much impact, at least there will be no immediate fear of life.

However, facing the three pillars in front of him, Lu Ci inexplicably felt a little weird.

The purple luck and the golden memory seem to be peaceful and peaceful things, but the red and black mist that represents longevity seems to reveal an inexplicable evil nature, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

It's just that this kind of "uncomfortable" is difficult to explain, and Lu Ci didn't know if it was his own illusion, so he simply stopped disturbing others, stroked the black and red pillar in front of him with one hand, turned his head to look at the purple one, and asked, "Why is Shou There are so many Yuanhui, but only so much luck?"

Ji Wuzhou followed his gaze to look at the purple one, and said: "These are just leftovers, and they were used a lot a few days ago."

Luci immediately grasped the key point: "You can use all the Shouyun memories here?"

Ji Wuzhou seemed to have heard some joke, turned his head and said: "If I remember correctly, this seems to be my thing?"

Luci couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

That's right, Ji Wuzhou used the Wanling staff as a man-made dream, and the "reward" he got was naturally his stuff. What can't he use?

Lu Ci raised his head and looked at the black and red columns that were about to be filled in front of him, thinking: Dreams can be created continuously, and life energy can be continuously accumulated. If this is inexhaustible, can he live forever?

Thinking about it, he turned his head to look at the golden pillar again, and said, "What's the use of these memories?"

The purpose of longevity and luck is not difficult to understand, but remembering such things seems to be very tasteless, and Luci really can't think of any use for them.

Ji Wuzhou said: "It's very useful, it can be fed to deer."

Lu Ci: "..." That's really useful.

Ji Wuzhou added: "But Linglu is picky, he only likes good memories."

Lu Ci thought for a moment, then asked in doubt: "But the memory of being rewarded by others, I'm afraid it won't be too good?"

Ji Wuzhou raised his eyebrows and said, "That's right, but I won't accept bad ones."

Luci suddenly understood.

He was still thinking that memory should be the cheapest among these three types of aura, because everyone has countless memories, wouldn't it be nice to just exchange a memory he doesn't want for a beautiful dream he wants? Good deal?

However, after hearing what Ji Wuzhou said now, he understands that the opportunism he imagined does not exist at all, and if he wants to exchange a good memory for another good memory, it is worth debating whether it is worthwhile.

Seeing that Lu Ci's eyes were blurred and thoughtful, Ji Wuzhou didn't explore what he was thinking, and asked, "Do you want to know how to create dreams?"

"Huh?" Lu Ci came back to his senses, but he didn't understand what he meant.

Ji Wuzhou raised his chin towards the blue light all over the sky: "Choose one?"

Lu Ci's eyes wandered around in the air, but he couldn't see any difference between them, so he confirmed, "Choose whatever you want?"

Ji Wuzhou said: "Choose whatever you want."

Luci took a few steps forward, raised his hand and grabbed the nearest light spot.

As soon as it was held in his hand, the spot of light suddenly turned into a piece of silver-white talisman paper, densely packed with words and surrounded by some strange patterns.

For some reason, Lu Ci suddenly felt that the style of this talisman paper was familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but before he could take a closer look, Ji Wuzhou had already pulled the talisman paper out of his hand, and with the other hand Tucked it into his hand and shook it gently: "Let's go."

Before Lu Ci could react, Ji Wuzhou had already grabbed the talisman paper in his palm and rubbed it. In an instant, there was a white light everywhere, and Lu Ci was shaken so hard that he closed his eyes!

……

The white light has not dissipated for a long time, but the brightness seems to have weakened a little bit.

Lu Ci frowned, and slowly opened his eyes, only to realize that the sky was bright now, and the place they were standing in was no longer inside the Half Moon Fort!

Lu Ci was stunned, and forgot to withdraw his hand for a while, until his palm was pinched twice before he suddenly came back to his senses, and said in astonishment: "This is...Where?"

Looking at his expression, Ji Wuzhou couldn't help laughing and said, "Ask me about the place you picked?"

Lu Ci looked at the unfamiliar courtyard in front of him, still a little unbelievable. It took a long time for his thoughts to flow normally. He blinked and said, "This is... the residence of the dreamer on the talisman paper?"

Ji Wuzhou smiled and said: "That's right."

Lu Ci took a deep breath: This is really unexpected, that the unattractive prayer talisman can not only fly into the fairy palace by itself, but also be responsible for teleportation? !

The courtyard in front of me is not too big, and there is only one room in the courtyard, which seems to be an ordinary house.Although not rich, the small courtyard in front of the house is very well-kept, with a pair of stone tables and chairs, two pomegranate trees blooming with red flowers, and a small pond with carp.

Lu Ci was distracted for a moment, thinking about what would happen if he accidentally sent it into the pond when he was teleporting just now, but he quickly withdrew his thoughts, pulled his hand back and asked, "What are we going to do now?"

Realizing that he was in someone else's home, he deliberately lowered his volume, and immediately felt like they were thieves after he finished speaking.

Ji Wuzhou looked at the room and raised his voice, "Is anyone there?"

Lu Ci: "..." Well, he is the only one who is a thief.

After waiting for a while, there was no movement in the yard, only the carp in the pond happily wagging its tail and made a slight sound of water.

"Tsk, it seems that there are no more." Ji Wuzhou raised his eyebrows pretending to be regretful, "Unfortunately, this is the first time for me to come to the door without looking at the price. I can't even catch the pie in the sky. This man Bad luck."

Lu Ci didn't hear the meaning of "it's a pity" from his tone at all, but heard a lot of gloating.

Ji Wuzhou walked towards the stone table in the corner of the courtyard, Lu Ci thought he was going to sit down and wait, so he followed, but unexpectedly, Ji Wuzhou walked to the table and put the talisman paper in his hand on it. On the table, he took out a gold ingot from nowhere and pressed it up as a paperweight, saying: "Leave a reward, let's talk about comfort."

Lu Ci couldn't laugh or cry, thinking to himself: You are not a reward, you are just throwing salt on the wound, right?Otherwise, just leave quietly, who knew you had been here?

"Let's go."

Ji Wuzhou turned around and signaled to him, Lu Ci didn't bother to slander, followed him to the gate of the courtyard, curiously asked: "How do you go back?"

He was thinking just now, when he came, there was a talisman sent to him, so how should he go when he left?

Ji Wuzhou said casually: "Isn't there you?"

Lu Ci was at a loss: "Me?"

Ji Wuzhou casually grabbed his left arm, and lightly flicked his fingertips on Fu Ling: "Aren't you good at summoning Lu Yu?"

Luci's heart trembled.

He boasted that Fu Ling was true at the pardon ceremony, but Ji Wuzhou's reaction to this was too flat, and he didn't mention it at all on the way from the secret realm to the fairy palace. Lu Ci thought it was him I didn't even notice that I had such a thing in my hand.

So he has always been clear?

Then why didn't he wonder where this thing came from?

Seeing him standing there staring at the finger flute in a daze, Ji Wuzhou also stopped and said, "Why?"

Lu Ci came back to his senses and looked at him, but for a moment he couldn't see why, so he could only discuss the matter: "I'm afraid it won't be possible if the distance is too far."

Ji Wuzhou said disapprovingly, "How will you know if you don't try?"

Lu Ci was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that there was really no way to refute this.

In the past, he used Fu Ling only in the secret realm, and Xihe Continent plus the surrounding 72 islands didn't have a big range, so he had never thought about how far Fu Ling's flute sound could travel.

Thinking about it this way, he immediately decided to try what Ji Wuzhou said first, but just as he put his hand to his mouth, Ji Wuzhou pressed his arm: "Hey, why are you in such a hurry? After closing the Xuanjing stage Jiu finally came out, don’t want to walk around?”

Lu Ci's eyes lit up, and he suddenly realized that he was now in the human continent that he had been thinking about in his previous life but could not set foot on until his death. He almost forgot to grasp such a good opportunity, but he was required to remind him?

Thinking about it, he immediately nodded and said, "I think."

The anticipation in his eyes was almost overflowing, Ji Wuzhou's heart trembled when he saw it, and he curled his mouth and said, "Then let's go."

……

After leaving the small courtyard, Lu Ci closed the courtyard door casually, only to find that the small courtyard was in the depths of a secluded alley, no wonder there was no noise just now.

The two walked out along the alley, and within a short while, the faint sound of hawking had reached their ears, and after turning a few corners, the entrance of the alley suddenly appeared not far away, and pedestrians crowded shoulder to shoulder and shuttled back and forth , the noise and laughter became more and more clear, and he became a little excited when he heard Lu Ci, and he couldn't help but quicken his pace.

As soon as he stepped out of the alley, Lu Ci looked around hungrily. After looking for a long time, he remembered to turn his head and asked, "Which way are you going?"

Turning his head around, he suddenly found that Ji Wuzhou was frowning slightly, staring solemnly at a pharmacy across the street, his eyes seemed to be surprised or... uneasy?

Lu Ci has never seen him show such emotion before, just about to ask what's the matter, but Ji Wuzhou has returned to normal, turned to look at him and said: "It's up to you."

His expression at that moment was fleeting, and there was no trace of it at this moment. Although Lu Ci was a little puzzled, he didn't ask any more questions. He looked around and chose the right side that seemed to be more lively.

In the past, all the disciples wore the same clothes when they were in the secret realm. After being reborn on the Xuanjingtai, all the disciples caught their eyes were white prison uniforms and guard armor. In the subsequent amnesty ceremony, the disciples on each ship were also dressed in the uniform of their respective fairy palaces. This makes Lu Ci feel that even "shuttle among strangers in different clothes" is a very novel experience at the moment.

The four celestial masters are regarded as gods in the world. There are countless anecdotes, albums and even statues about them, but very few of them have actually met face to face.

Wan Ling's staff is hidden under the robe today. It stands to reason that there is nothing that can reveal Ji Wuzhou's identity. Even so, his silver hair and outstanding demeanor that are obviously different from ordinary people have attracted many people to explore. look.

Ji Wuzhou himself didn't care about it, but Lu Ci was too busy looking around to see anything else, and didn't have the heart to pay attention to anything else.

A straight street was forced out of the nine bends and eighteen bends by Lu Ci. He would go in and take a look at any shop, stop and look at any street stall, and personally demonstrated what it meant to be "just released from prison come out".

Ji Wuzhou followed him quietly, not feeling impatient with this kind of performance that had never seen the world, as if he had expected such a situation, not only did not urge him, but even asked from time to time: "But Is there anything you want to buy?"

For this question, Lu Ci always shook his head in response. He is very self-aware of his current penniless and penniless situation.

However, Ji Wuzhou seemed to see his worries, and said: "I can lend you."

Lu Ci was stunned for a moment, then nodded casually and said, "Okay."

Although he said yes, but when he continued to browse the store, he still walked out empty-handed, as if he had made up his mind to just look at it and not buy it.

In addition to shops with facades, most of the stalls along the street also sell things. He just glanced at these deer speeches before leaving, but he was very fond of the occasional one or two stalls that included fortune-telling and juggling. Interested, stop from time to time to watch how the blind-eyed stick does divination, how the thick and big man spews fire, and then he clapped his hands and clapped his hands in amazement.

As he walked, Lu Ci's gaze was suddenly attracted by a small stall.

That booth wasn't too eye-catching, only a middle-aged man was sitting at a small table with a few cups on it, and a long flag standing beside the table was rather special—a picture of There is only a huge weird human eye, and the three big characters "Guan Liulu" are written crookedly under the eyes. Although it can be seen that the word "Eye Guan Liulu" is connected together, the meaning is confusing.

Walking to the table, before Lu Ci had time to ask questions, the stall owner said enthusiastically: "Young master, let's play?"

"Play?" Lu Ci looked down at the six cups on the table, "How do you play?"

The stall owner smiled, quickly turned the six cups upside down, shook out an egg from his sleeve and put it on the table, grabbed one of the upside-down cups and put it inside, and then With his hands crossed, he moved smoothly, disrupting the order of the six cups.

Lu Ci felt dizzy for a while, and when the stall owner finally stopped, he said in a daze, "And then?"

The stall owner smiled and said, "Young master, you can choose."

Lu Ci continued to be at a loss: "What to choose?"

The stall owner said, "Choose a cup! Which cup is the egg in?"

It was only then that Lu Ci came to a sudden realization: "Ah—is this the way to play?"

The stall owner said: "Yes, that's the way to play it. Ten coins for one time. If you are not selected, I will collect the money. If you are selected, not only will you not be charged, but I will also give you ten coins."

Lu Ci nodded and said: "But I didn't know the rules just now, and I didn't see clearly, why don't you do it again?"

The corner of the stall owner's mouth twitched, and he said to himself how can I make money after letting you see clearly?The reason why he didn't mention the rules just now was to "take advantage of the unpreparedness" to get something first, but now that the other party has found out this trick, he also knows that he is wrong, and even though he is reluctant, he still raises his hand. Got a cup and planned to do it all over again.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Ji Wuzhou on the side suddenly said leisurely: "No, you can make a random guess, and your guess is wrong."

The stall owner was overjoyed, and raised his eyes to look at Ji Wuzhou, and at a glance, he knew that this was a man who was not short of money, and quickly echoed: "That's right, young master, just for fun, just guess one?"

Hearing what he said, Lu Ci didn't insist anymore, looked at the six cups, and said casually: "Then this is it."

He was really just guessing blindly, but the stall owner's expression changed as soon as he touched his hand, he picked up the cup and said with a smile: "Young master is really lucky, you can guess anything you want."

"Oh?" Lu Ci was also very surprised, looking at the egg exposed in the cup and smiled, "Yo, a blind cat met a dead mouse."

The stall owner didn't really want to pay, so he hurriedly hit the railway line while it was hot: "Another game?"

Lu Ci did not refuse: "Okay."

He didn't know the rules just now, so he really didn't pay attention to the stall owner's tricks, and he didn't mind taking a good look again, but when the stall owner started moving the cup again, he realized, "I didn't know the rules so I didn't pay attention to it" and so on. For clear reasons, the stall owner's method of moving the universe is simply superb, and those cups are almost played with afterimages in his hands.

After being dazzled for a while, Lu Ci sincerely praised: "Amazing!"

The stall owner said proudly: "Hey, it's nothing, sir?"

Lu Ci shook his head and smiled calmly: "I really didn't see it this time, I'm willing to bow down."

The stall owner was secretly happy that he didn't need to pay, but he heard the "owner who is not short of money" say leisurely again: "Just guess."

The stall owner was stunned, "picking a cup" is one of the links, even if the customer didn't see it clearly, it doesn't prevent them from picking one at random, but since the other party has the intention of admitting defeat directly, he naturally won't rush to insist on it He was picky, but now that his companions have spoken, he can't pretend to be stupid anymore, so he can only say insincerely: "Yes, yes, it doesn't matter if you don't see clearly, you can just guess one."

Anyway, it's one of six choices, so he can go back to Mongolia, right?

Lu Ci raised his eyebrows, and although he didn't think it was necessary, he still nodded, and casually nodded: "This one."

The stall owner is dead again.

What kind of shit luck is this? !

He moved the cup away while staring at Lu Ci's face, wondering if this kid is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?Are you kidding me when you clearly see it?However, after thinking about it, I felt that it was wrong. If he really saw clearly, why would he admit defeat?Besides, how can you not know how to eat by yourself?Few of them have been able to see clearly after so many years!

Lu Ci watched an egg roll out from under the cup, and in surprise, he had the same thought as the stall owner: What kind of shit luck is this?

The stall owner was so aggrieved that he had angina pectoris, and before Luci could speak, he hurriedly said, "How about another game?"

Lu Ci had no intention of continuing, but when he met the eager eyes of the stall owner, he felt that the hospitality was hard to resist, and he said helplessly, "Okay."

In this way, Lu Ci played with him for ten rounds in a row under the hard work of the red-eyed stall owner, all rounds were dazzled by the stall owner's astonishing tricks, but the random guessing of each round was unimaginable The guess was right, so that Lu Ci couldn't help but be dumbfounded, thinking: I said earlier that Song Zhong's body was in danger and bad luck, why suddenly his luck changed so much?

After the end of ten rounds, the stall owner finally resigned himself to his fate and realized that he had no possibility of getting back his money. While regretting the stupid behavior of dragging others to continue playing with a stern face, he wondered what excuse he should not continue. Unexpectedly, he had not waited for him to come up with a An excuse came, but Lu Ci had already opened his mouth and said: "It's almost there?"

The stall owner was taken aback for a moment, seeing too many people who could not guess right and left in a huff. He really didn't expect that someone would make a perfect shot but take the initiative to stop. He hurried down the donkey and said, "Yes, yes, it's almost there."

As he spoke, he quickly took out a penny from his sleeve and stuffed it in, as if he was afraid that Lu Ci would repent. The usual greeting of "coming often in the future" turned a corner in his mouth: "Young master, go slowly!" .”

Looking at the hanging money in his hand, Lu Ci suddenly couldn't laugh or cry: I never thought that the first sum of money I earned in the Continent of the World would come from guessing eggs, and it was an empty-handed white wolf?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shook his head with a smile, lightly weighed the money in his hand and said, "Farewell."

Seeing him turn and walk away, the stall owner immediately put away his awkward smile, let out a long and dejected sigh, and lamented that he really met his nemesis today, but unexpectedly, before he sighed to the end, he suddenly saw a slender hand clasping his hand. Going up to the edge of the table, he lightly dropped a gold ingot.

The stall owner raised his head in astonishment, and saw that the "owner who is not short of money" put his hand back into his robe as if nothing had happened, and followed the customer in front of him unhurriedly.

The stall owner was instantly pleasantly surprised.

It turned out that it was not a nemesis, but a lucky star!

……

It was almost evening at this time, and the street was about to end, so Ji Wuzhou simply took Lu Ci into a nearby restaurant for something to eat.

He said he said "order", but when the dishes were ready, Lu Ci almost suspected that Xiaoer had brought all the dishes ordered by all the customers to their table.

Looking at the crowded table of dishes, Lu Ci thought to himself: As expected of a dream maker who has been criticized as "extravagant" all day long, is it so ostentatious to eat casually?

At the same time, he also silently stuffed the sling of money that he took out just now back into his sleeve: I was thinking that I finally got rich, so I will invite it myself, haha, I can't afford it.

Thinking about it, he was not polite, he directly picked up the bowl and chopsticks in front of him and buried himself in the meal.

While eating, he suddenly found that Ji Wuzhou on the opposite side didn't intend to move his chopsticks at all. He rested his chin with one hand, and tapped the table with the tip of the other finger. His eyes followed Lu Ci's chopsticks on the whole table. move.

Lu Ci stretched his chopsticks to the left, and his eyes followed to the left, and when Lu Ci moved to the right, he followed to the right, like a lazy cheetah that only fixes its prey with its eyes, making Lu Ci feel guilty for a while: What is the meaning of this? ?Could it be that he still needs someone to serve him when he eats, is he waiting for me to bring him food?

After hesitating for a moment, Lu Ci picked up a cabbage on one of the plates, and tentatively put it into Ji Wuzhou's bowl.

Ji Wuzhou was slightly startled, raised his eyes and stared at him for a moment, seemed to understand what he meant, and said with a smile: "Don't worry about me, I won't eat."

Hearing what he said, Lu Ci didn't think about it any more, and continued to eat his own with peace of mind.

After a while, Ji Wuzhou picked up the chopsticks and put the cabbage into his mouth.

Lu Ci: "..." Don't you want to eat?

Ji Wuzhou put down his chopsticks and said calmly, "Don't waste it."

Lu Ci looked at the dishes in front of him that he couldn't finish eating ten more meals.

Ah?

……

After dinner, the sky was completely dark, and many shops and street stalls along the street were lit up.

Lu Ci looked down from the guardrail on the second floor of the restaurant, and found that there were far fewer pedestrians on the street than in the daytime, and the street stalls seemed to be the same as in the daytime, so they didn't want to go shopping again. Turning around, he asked, "Shall we go back now?"

Ji Wuzhou said: "There is a prayer hall nearby, do you want to see it?"

Lu Ci suddenly became interested, leaned on the guardrail and stretched his head to look out: "Where is it?"

Ji Wuzhou said: "You can't see it from here, just go directly."

Lu Ci nodded, thinking that Ji Wuzhou was quite familiar with this place, but after thinking about it, he has been to many places in the past ten years to create dreams, so he didn't ask any more questions, turned around and let him go. went upstairs.

After leaving the restaurant, because he didn't know where the prayer hall was, Lu Ci simply didn't bother, and followed Ji Wuzhou like a walk, looking around at the street stalls.

As he was walking, Ji Wuzhou suddenly stopped abruptly, and Lu Ci bumped into his left shoulder. Before he had time to ask what happened, Ji Wuzhou pulled him a few steps to the right with his backhand, and firmly blocked him. behind.

Lu Ci was puzzled, and tilted his body to look over his shoulder, but unexpectedly met a person not far from the opposite side.

It was a young man in his early twenties, with a slender figure and delicate eyebrows. He was wearing a water-colored fur-collared cape, which made his already thin face even colder and paler, giving him a sickly look for no reason. Feel.

During the few moments when Lu Ci looked at him, he had already stepped towards them, completely ignoring Ji Wuzhou who was standing in front of Lu Ci, and only staring at Lu Ci for a moment, with A bit puzzled and a bit searching, as if I ran into an old friend who looked familiar but couldn't name it.

Lu Ci couldn't help tightening his heart: This person...doesn't know Song Zhong?

Before he could think too much, the young man had already walked in front of the two of them, blinked at Lu Ci hesitantly, and said softly, "Young master, where have we met before?"

Lu Ci breathed a sigh of relief.

He was already ready to hear the word "Song Zhong", but unexpectedly this person asked such a specious sentence.

He collected himself, and was about to deny it, but Ji Wuzhou preempted him and said: "You have admitted the wrong person."

Although Lu Ci was going to say these words, it seemed quite strange when it came out of Ji Wuzhou's mouth: How did he know that he had admitted the wrong person?What if this person really knows Song Zhong?

The young man still didn't give up, he frowned and asked: "Is there really no one? We really haven't seen it before?"

Lu Ci shook his head, while Ji Wuzhou seemed to have lost the patience to continue answering, so he directly took Lu Ci's arm and walked around the young man.

After walking for a while, Lu Ci couldn't help but look back at the young man, and saw that he didn't catch up, but still stood there and looked at them from a distance, his eyes were full of bewilderment.

Ji Wuzhou's footsteps were extremely fast, and within a moment, the figure of the young man was submerged in the flow of people passing by.

Lu Ci withdrew his gaze, but felt something strange in his heart.

Earlier, Ji Wuzhou suddenly stopped and blocked him behind him. That action clearly seemed that Ji Wuzhou saw the young man first, but he didn't want the young man to see the person behind him.

Why did he have such a reaction?

Could it be that he knew this young man, and knew that this young man would feel familiar when he saw Song Zhong?

But how could he know this?

Could it be...he knew Song Zhong before?

Lu Ci was taken aback by this thought, but when this thought came out, a picture suddenly flashed in his mind: when they walked out of the alley where the dreamer lived, Ji Wuzhou Zeng stared solemnly at a pharmacy across the alley—in Song Zhong's file, it was recorded that he was taken in by the owner of a pharmacy as his son's book boy when he was young.

Could this... be a coincidence?

Lu Ci couldn't help turning his head to look at Ji Wuzhou. After thinking for a while, he asked casually, "Which city is this?"

Although everything I can think of right now is too scattered, I can't figure it out for a while, but it doesn't matter if I can't figure it out, I just write it down first, and I will find out when I come here alone one day.

Ji Wuzhou said: "Qingzhou."

Lu Ci nodded and said nothing more.

After walking out of the long street, the surrounding lights gradually faded away.

After the light dimmed, Lu Ci quickly discovered the light spots formed by the prayer symbols floating in the air around him. However, the strange thing is that these light spots did not rise from the same place, but were scattered in different directions.

Lu Ci asked strangely: "There are so many prayer halls in this city of Qingzhou?"

Ji Wuzhou followed his gaze and said, "Those are not prayer halls, but private houses."

Lu Ci was at a loss, and heard Ji Wuzhou add: "You will know in a while."

While speaking, a majestic palace with vermilion eaves and flying horns appeared not far in front of it. The three gilt characters "Prayer Hall" were written on the front door. The fire in the temple was bright and there was an endless stream of believers.

Lu Ci deliberately raised his head to glance above it, but found that there was no sign of a prayer amulet rising from the top of the temple.

Walking to the front of the hall, walking up the long steps, and when they passed the threshold, a person came out of the hall and passed by the two of them. Lu Ci glanced at it inadvertently, and saw that the person was holding a prayer talisman in his hand.

He took the prayer charm away?

Lu Ci was stunned for a while and then stepped into the hall. When he looked up, he saw a high platform slowly rotating in the center. On the platform stood four stone statues, facing each other with their backs facing each other. However……

Lu Ci looked at the statue of Ji Wuzhou who was turning in front of him, and then turned his head to look at Ji Wuzhou next to him, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

My God, is this too far away?

No wonder Ji Wuzhou was able to wander around the prayer hall without any scruples. Even if he was placed side by side with the stone statue, no one would recognize that the two were the same person.

Ji Wuzhou had expected his reaction in this way, and gave the mason a concise evaluation indifferently: "Blind and clumsy."

There is an altar under each of the four stone statues, which is on the same chassis as the stone statues, and slowly rotates with the stone statues.The four corners of each altar are slightly upturned like cornices, and are carved in the shape of animal heads representing the palace.

After turning around the stone statue and the altar, Lu Ci discovered that only the altar of Zhong Libufu was relatively normal, with incense and candles on it, and fruit offerings, while the other three altars were like a small boat, chiseled horizontally. Thousands of prayer symbols are neatly placed in several grooves.

The talisman paper of the Dreaming Immortal Palace is silver, the Illusory Gu Immortal Palace is bright red, and the Proverbs Immortal Palace is dark blue, which is exactly the same color as the sails of the giant ships docked at the edge of the secret realm at that time.

The believers in the hall got the talisman paper from the "small boat", and then turned around and walked towards the surrounding walls.

Dozens of pictures are placed along the walls of the hall