After I was reborn, I became the beautiful, strong and miserable master of the male protagonist

Why did the wounded door open immediately after?Doesn't this mean that the two dream walks overlap?

Jiang Yufeng only felt a bad premonition rising, but found that Song Bihui's expression beside him was also a little dignified.

If the Zhenshan bell was ringing at this moment, everyone in Zeshan would never have reacted, but now, except for the bell that sounded like a reminder, the house was actually silent.

It seems that only this corner of space is left in the entire Zeshan, like the only driftwood on the quiet sea.

"Have you ever encountered such a situation before?" Jiang Yufeng said calmly. He just wanted to get up, but was suddenly taken back by Song Bihui.

He froze for a moment, and saw a distorted space happen to brush past his cuff, and immediately tore off a piece of his sleeve.

"No." Song Bihui's tone seemed to be soaked in ice, "There should be something wrong with Mengxing."

Opening the door and receiving the wounded door, changing the main body, relocating, changing the space...all are unlucky...

Jiang Yufeng looked at his cut cuff coldly, and was silent for a moment, but immediately snapped two fingers together, cut off a section of the sleeve neatly, and threw it out immediately.

The pure white hooked bamboo cloth filled with snow slowly floated down in the air, but it was instantly burnt clean by an unknown fire before falling to the ground.

At first, he thought that Jimen was already in a bad mood, but he didn't expect that Jimen would be so dangerous.

"Has the dream line that opened the door been destroyed?" He opened his mouth lightly, but suddenly felt a little lost.

Although the four of them stayed together before, although the atmosphere was a bit weird and tormenting, it is impossible to meet people who are so close and know each other again.

But this strange, sudden thought immediately brought him back to sobriety.

Why does he think so?

After all, all this is just a dream, not reality.

This feeling of emptiness in a dream is too real, while laughing and cursing, but at a certain moment, you will find that you are the only one left in the vast world, as if the bustling and bustling will eventually annihilate the final ending.

In the end, the song ended and people broke up.

No wonder so many people hang around or fear dreamwalking.

"These two dream walks are directly mixed or parallel." Song Bihui said in a low voice, "I think something forcibly interfered with our illusion."

His calm voice echoed in the empty room, but there was a different kind of reassuring feeling.

Jiang Yufeng stared at the shadowy branches and leaves swaying outside the house, and felt that there seemed to be thousands of unclean things entrenched on them, and at this moment he was looking into the house with his cloudy eyes.

It was completely dark, and the sound of the bells changed from the original tremor to ethereal.

"Don't get too deep, Master, dream travel will bring you many unreasonable illusions, just like in a dream, you will feel that a very strange thing is not strange."

Song Bihui said again, "This is all an illusion."

Jiang Yufeng paused, but suddenly realized that when he opened the door earlier, it seemed that he had indeed fallen into that kind of comfortable and joyful life.

The familiar environment makes him involuntarily mistakenly think that he is still in reality, thus downplaying the unreasonable existence of "Jiangyufeng" and "Song Bihui".

This episode was self-directed and self-acted, indulging in joy, but thinking about it, the weird and terrifying dream of opening the door seems to have never been easy.

The quieter it is, the more turbulent the dark tide is.

No wonder Zhong Huaixu emphasized to him before his dream trip that "Tender Township" is the saddest.

"It's too sudden." He still couldn't help sighing, but he suddenly remembered the pair of evil talisman cards.

But maybe it's also true.

After all, after going out, he will never let Song Bihui touch the bamboo card again.Jiang Yufeng thought to himself, and silently glanced at Song Bihui again.

But Song Bihui didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, he just looked back at him gently.

"Will the scene change after leaving this room?" Jiang Yufeng asked lightly.

Now it's just because the two of them are still in this room, so the whole time and space are still in a state of stagnation, and only when they take some action can this whole traumatic dream come true.

So how to get out now...

Jiang Yufeng was silent for a moment, but waved his hand to draw a talisman instantly.

Song Bihui knew what he was going to do, so he didn't stop him.

Until the silver-blue runes suddenly spread out in the air.In an instant, the roaring thunder suddenly fell from the ears.

The only one who uses the Thunder Talisman so commonly is the Zhesui Immortal of Zeshan.

Since the space doesn't tell him to go out, it destroys the space.Jiang Yufeng watched the light of the Thunder Talisman grow brighter and calmer.

The thunder outside the house became more and more intense.

He could see the electric light outside the house cut through the sky in an instant, and slashed straight into the surrounding mountains and forests. In an instant, the forest was overwhelmed, the ground was cracked, and the entire Dream Walk was plunged into gunpowder smoke and dust.

There was a scene where the way of heaven was about to fall.

Jiang Yufeng lowered his head to look at Song Bihui's deep eyes, but saw that there was no wave in the man's eyes, and he was always calm.

"Come find me earlier." Jiang Yufeng whispered in his ear.

But as soon as his voice fell, the sky suddenly broke, instantly covering everything in front of him completely.

But he could still feel the warmth of Song Bihui's warm palm coming from his lower back and the familiar breath from the tip of his nose.

Until all the confusion dissipates again.

When he opened his eyes again, Song Bihui in front of him was gone.

When Jiang Yufeng supported the short couple beside him and slowly got up, the incense burner in the corner was wafting a thick scent of incense.

The wind from the hall came suddenly with a damp breath, which woke him up in an instant.

He looked at the unfamiliar scene around him in surprise, and realized that this should be Song Bihui's dream trip.

But where is this place?He pushed the door out of the room in a daze, but saw a monk under the stone steps with his head lowered and sweeping the ground meticulously.

When the regular sound surrounded the quiet courtyard with falling yellow leaves, Jiang Yufeng realized that he was actually in a temple now.

Will Song Bi return to the temple in his dream?

When backtracking at the Star Gate, Jiang Yufeng asked Song Bihui where he lived after the plague.

If he remembers correctly, what Song Bihui said at the time should be...

"Master." Looking at the monk's back, he said calmly, "Is this the Gate of Heaven?"

The monk suddenly turned around, but he couldn't see clearly. His face was blurred, and he could only see the approximate position of his facial features. He stared blankly at Jiang Yufeng, and then nodded slowly.

Jiang Yufeng seemed to be used to such strange and weird scenes appearing in dream travel. He flew down the steps lightly, wrapped his robe sleeves, and asked slowly, "Then do you know Song Bihui?"

But as soon as the words came out, the monk froze in place, like a stuck puppet, motionless. Seeing him hesitate for a long time, Jiang Yufeng shook his head silently.

Why is this person silent?Jiang Yufeng thought to himself, could it be that he is practicing closed-mouth meditation?

But when he took another step closer, the monk suddenly disappeared in place out of thin air.

The tattered broom instantly lost its support and fell in front of his feet. Jiang Yufeng silently watched what happened suddenly, and felt that Jimenli was indeed different from Jimen.

These strange powers and chaotic gods have never appeared in Jimen. Even if such weird figures have appeared in Shengmen, at least there will be no unreasonable behavior like this kind of sudden disappearance in front of them.

ghost...

"This benefactor, the front hall is the place to visit. Why are you here? But you lost your way?" Just before Jiang Yufeng recovered his senses, a hoarse old voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"No, I'm here to find someone." Jiang Yufeng turned his head to look at the old monk who was wearing a brand new brocade cassock and gently twisting the Buddhist beads in his hand, but found that this person's face seemed to be clearer than that of the previous ghost.

But this person is obviously as thin as a stick of dry wood, but he can detect a strong fluctuation of spiritual power that seems to be surging under the tide.

"Who are you looking for?" The old monk asked calmly, but his eyes were fixed on Jiang Yufeng all the time.

Jiang Yufeng looked into his empty eyes and hesitated for a while, and finally opened his mouth, "Elder, have you heard of Song Bihui?"

"Oh, I will return...I remember." The old monk suddenly snorted softly, "The child who was picked up halfway."

"Uh..." Jiang Yufeng couldn't help being shocked.

"Almsgiver, the poor monk can tell you." The old monk's voice was faint, as if he wanted to blend into the wind, but after a while, he suddenly changed the topic, "But you see that the incense in our temple has not been prosperous recently, but willing……"

The old monk suddenly asked him for benefits at this time?

Jiang Yufeng frowned strangely at the moment, but suddenly remembered the folk saying that "no one can enter the temple". The monks insist that everything is empty, but they think so much about things outside of the body?

"But you appeared here alone...didn't you take anything from my temple?" The man said with deep meaning.

Sure enough.If he didn't take out the money, maybe he would be planted as a thief.

Jiang Yufeng suddenly smiled faintly, knowing it in his heart, he immediately took out a jade bead from his bosom, and shook it in front of the old monk.

The old monk's eyes lit up almost instantly, and he reached out to take it, but Jiang Yufeng said in a low voice, "Elder, are you willing to talk this time?"

"Although I don't know why you know this child, benefactor, and what's the point of looking for him, but I can advise you to stay away from him." The old monk smiled obsequiously, and rubbed his palms pretending to be reserved, "This kid It's not clean."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Yufeng said calmly.

"Let's not say that my junior brother picked him up from Yangdong. He was almost the only one in the village who escaped from the plague. How hard his life is." The old monk looked at Jiang Yufeng meaningfully, "And, He is not at ease in my pure place of Buddhism, he was found to be ambiguous with a nun in the nunnery next door a few days ago..."

"Huh?!" What is unclear with the little nun?Jiang Yufeng's eyes widened in shock.