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Although the protagonist Yunmenghu in "Fox Dream" is kind to others, he can suppress tens of thousands of runaway Yin soldiers with his own power. His strength is beyond doubt, but no one is born so powerful.

All things have spirits, and spirits become demons. The demon race is composed of thousands of different races, or they are natural enemies or compete with each other. The demon race retains its demon nature, and it is not uncommon for the same kind to kill each other. The battles are not without fierceness.

Yunmenghu was a cub before she had a name, but she was coveted because of her innate nightmare technique, and her parents died to protect her. With her wounds, she evaded the pursuit with difficulty, turned into a child and ran to the village down the mountain, dying On the occasion, he was saved by a passerby.

The man's surname was Shen and his name was Jue. He was in his early twenties, with a gentle and friendly personality. He was the village's wife.

Shen Jue is kind and kind, seeing that she can only whine when she speaks different languages, her eyes are full of alertness and strangeness when she looks at people, and she is even more wild like a beast when she eats, so she thought she was an orphan raised by wild wolves or some other animal on the mountain, Bring her by your side for a good education.

Teach her to speak and write, teach her how to behave.

The name Yunmeng was given by Mrs. Shen.

Yunmeng likes the human village very much, no one will beat her, and because she is so delicate and beautiful, she has two points of preference for her.

Until one day, a black bear spirit ran into the village to cause chaos and kill people. Yunmenghu changed back to his original form in public and fought with the black bear spirit, beheading him with serious injuries.

"I won!" She happily turned around holding the black bear's heart, but found that everyone's eyes were no longer looking at her with kindness, but full of fear and terror.

Yun Menghu wanted to go forward in a daze, but everyone knelt down and begged her to let them go.

Later, Master Shen held her hand and brought her home.

Once the identity of the fox demon was exposed, the villagers even avoided Shen Jue. Some people moved away overnight in fear, some closed their houses tightly, and some wanted to invite Taoist priests to subdue the demons.

Yunmenghu was ignorant at the beginning, and it was a little lonely to have no friends to come to play with her during the day, but she could go to them in her dreams at night.

However, she bounced into someone else's dream, and it was originally a dream of eating, drinking and having fun, but it turned into a nightmare in an instant.

"Monster! Help! The monster is eating people!" they yelled in their dreams.

The village suddenly resounded with the cry of a child.

Yunmenghu also cried, she asked extremely aggrieved, "Why are they so afraid of me and loathe me when I clearly protect everyone?"

Shen Jue was silent about this.

Two days later, Shen Jue moved out of the village with the lost Yunmenghu.

"Sir, are they going to hunt me down too?" Yunmenghu, who ate the black bear's heart and turned into a girl, blinked and asked sadly.

Shen Jue's face was reflected in her clear and beautiful fox eyes, showing a pure and innocent look.

"How come." Shen Jue patted her head and said, "We just go out for a walk and come back when we are tired. Don't you want to see what it looks like outside?"

"Think!" Yunmenghu nodded happily.

But in fact, she already knew that she would never come back.

"Sir, I am a good demon, I will be very obedient, don't be afraid of me, don't want me." The fox demon anxiously grabbed the hem of the man's clothes.

"Whether you are a human or a demon, I will treat you without any change." The master promised gently, "Don't be afraid, I will always be here."

At that time, neither of them thought that this promise would turn into shackles and curses, tormenting each other for the rest of their lives until death.

……

After Zhou Chengyi came to this world, it was the first time to write a love story. He used a lot of pen and ink to write about the interaction between the two, and he also referred to Mr. Zigu’s article. The details are all cut to death.

Even if it only reached one-third of the vividness of Mr. Zigu's travel notes, for Zhou Chengyi, this is already a success.

It's just that it is quite a test of energy to carefully craft and consider words.

Moreover, this is handwriting and not a computer. Zhou Chengyi deleted, edited and edited the manuscript all over the place, and almost once a day with a quill pen, finally wrote [-] words in four days.

Compared with his previous progress, this progress is the difference between the train and the high-speed rail.

But even though it was only five thousand, Zhou Chengyi looked very fulfilled. After he had finished transcribing it, he took out the outline and made minor revisions.

The love between Yunmenghu and Shen Fuzi can be described in an appropriate and inappropriate sentence: the cinnabar mole turned into mosquito blood, and the white moonlight turned into rice grains.

They know each other and love each other, it is both family affection and love, and both of them are deeply affectionate people.

However, love has never lasted since ancient times, and they also lost to the innate gap of race, and lost to themselves.

Yunmenghu is a fox demon, the demon clan is immortal, Shen Jue is a human being, with a hundred years of age, the human monster will end up in a different way.

Shen Jue is getting old day by day, but Yunmenghu's face is always fixed in the blooming season. Even though Shen Jue is reluctant to give up in every way, she still feels that this life has no regrets, but Yunmenghu is greedy, she doesn't want Shen Jue to leave just now, she can't move The thought that should have.

She used the forbidden technique of nightmare to steal anger to force Shen Jue to survive. She was also afraid that Shen Jue would not be able to withstand the forbidden technique with a human body, so she cut his veins and fed him with demon blood all day long.

After such a hundred years, Shen Jue's life continued, but he was reduced to a monster who was neither human nor demon.

Yunmenghu bears the backlash of karmic retribution, even if she is called a lunatic and a monster by her lover, she is paranoid and refuses to let go.

The love that was once unswerving until death turned into torture after all.

This is the overall framework of the story of Stealing Dreams and Stealing Longevity.

Mr. Lu Xun once said: Tragedy is to destroy beautiful things for others to see.

Zhou Chengyi had a hunch that this volume of his would probably become the most impressive story in the entire "Fox Dream".

It may not have the atmosphere of sinister soldiers, nor the treachery of stealth, but it is particularly prominent because of the reversal of the two poles of the style of writing. All the good things in the previous article will be the foreshadowing of the tragedy in the later article, and the protagonist Yunmenghu starts from this book. It is completely alive.

"Thank you Zigu." Zhou Chengyi said as if he had won the XX Literature Award and spoke on stage, holding the manuscript.

The grand funeral of the Empress Dowager Chunzhuang finally came to an end after nearly half a month. Just in time for the autumnal equinox, the northernmost Cangzhou and Yanzhou had the first snowfall.

The emperor planned to advance the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven on the winter solstice.

It is said that Kanxingtai was originally admonished, saying that it is not easy to move the time of offering sacrifices to heaven, but the emperor asked, "Since I ascended the throne, I have worshiped heaven on the winter solstice every four years, but why has the snowstorm in the north never improved?"

"Is it because you are incompetent and miscalculated the time, or is there something wrong with the ritual of offering sacrifices to heaven?"

"You don't know that in this autumn, those star officials were sweating all over, and they didn't dare to say a word."

Zhou Chengyao said with a sneer, "Those people are used to deceiving people with supernatural things. I ran away so fast that I choked on the wind, and when I was in the mourning hall, I had a fever and uttered nonsense. Sick and yin, you have been caught! Do you think it's ridiculous?"

What Zhou Chengyao said was the day when Zhou Chengyi met the emperor.

Zhou Chengyi only found out that he had a fever when he went to the mourning hall. He frowned and asked about his illness, "Is there really a good recovery? Don't you be reluctant to spend money!"

He said so much last time, with his brother's temperament, it could be that he is useless and donated it all to others, right?

Zhou Chengyao hurriedly begged for mercy, "I'm weak from my mother's womb, and I won't be able to recover in a short time. I only had two or three fevers this month, and I haven't coughed much. I'm really much better." As far as bed rest goes, it's surprisingly good.

Zhou Chengyi called the good guy directly, "You have such a high frequency of fever, turn on the kettle and become a master!"

He didn't have a sense of reality before, but now his brother looks like a fragile ceramic doll.

Zhou Chengyao: "..." Although he didn't know what a kettle was, it didn't sound like he was being praised, so it was better for him not to ask.

The sacrifice to heaven was scheduled for a week later, and Zhou Chengyi had to attend, and he had to be dressed up to attend.

The emperor specially asked someone to invite the contemporary Guiguzi Tang Henian to come out of the mountain, the concubine, the emperor, the civil and military officials, the guards, and the mighty Tangtang brigade to go to Zhangtai Mountain where the altar is located.

This time the sacrifice to heaven was very grand, and I had to live in the other palace of Zhangtai Mountain for a day.

As mentioned earlier, the handkerchief of the original owner's mother, Empress Xiaoxian, and Concubine Min, the biological mother of Prince Zhou Chengyao, recuperated here.

The two brothers Zhou Chengyao and Zhou Chengyi who were in the same carriage were very excited.

"I haven't seen A Niang for three years." Zhou Chengyao said, "It's a pity that the concubine is not suitable for traveling and traveling, so I can't come together. She hasn't seen A Niang since she got married."

Concubine Min also suffers from qi deficiency. She lost her health during childbirth, and went to Zhangtai to recuperate not long after. However, Zhou Chengyao also suffered from poor health in the same vein, and could lie on the bed for several days with just a breeze.

Although there are only a handful of mother and son who meet each other, but with the feeling that they see each other less, their relationship is very good.

Zhou Chengyi's excitement was because he was out of the palace for the first time.

He was still a little curious about the capital city, so he lifted the curtain of the car to look, but he only saw the Habayashi guards on the third inner floor and the outer third floor.

Reluctantly, he poked his probe out, but instead saw the fifth prince who was flirting with another side concubine riding a horse.

"...It's windy outside, it's bad luck." Zhou Chengyi put down his cold face and pushed down the curtain.

The one who said the same thing as him was Shen Ping in the carriage behind.

But these are not important.

At the gate of the other palace on Zhangtai Mountain, there was a crowd of people welcoming them.

The leading lady with unresolved melancholy between her brows, who is as fragile as Daiyu, should be Concubine Min.Standing beside her was a hale and hearty old man who was quite fairy-like, wearing a gown with gossip and runes on his double-breasted and wide sleeves.

Sure enough, as soon as the carriage stopped, Zhou Chengyao couldn't wait to get off. The two looked at each other, the beauty's eyes were full of inspiration, and the sadness between her brows disappeared.

"My concubine pays respects to my emperor, long live, long live, long live." Concubine Min's voice was also thin and gentle.

The only people in the audience who did not salute were the old man and the man behind him who looked like a disciple holding a tray.

Zhou Chengyi involuntarily set his eyes on the man.

Without him, this person's appearance is really too grand, his brows are sharp but not harsh, his eyes are long but not thin, both his skin and bones are close to perfection.

Wei Jie, who was seen to be killed, probably looked like this.

Zhou Chengyi couldn't help thinking.