With the burning of incense, it fades away.

Zhang Xingda felt that his sleepiness gradually became stronger, and he was like drinking sleepy black tea, and soon fell asleep.

Zhang Zexing and Ye Qingqing felt that the scenes around them became blurred and distorted.

Close your eyes and open them.

Zhang Xingda fell asleep.

Zhang Zexing and Ye Qingqing also felt that the scene around them had changed to a completely unfamiliar place, a lush forest.

At this time, Zhang Zexing murmured.

“Where is this…”

"This is your grandson's dream." Li Yu paused: "The most direct and objective way to interpret dreams is to directly enter his dream..."

"What a hard-core dream interpretation method..."

Ye Qingqing's mouth twitched, and she still felt that this dream interpretation method was too real.

The two of them also discovered that everything in this dream seemed to exist, but when they touched it, it was like clouds and mist, and it passed away after it touched.

After all, it's just a dream.

"Master, where are we going now..." Zhang Zexing swallowed and asked.

"You don't have to go anywhere, just watch it." Li Yu said: "This is a dream. The range and scene of the dream are determined by the dreamer. When he dreams here, we can only stay here."

Sure enough, the surrounding scenes changed.

A dark-faced, thin young man walked from the depths of the woods, carrying a bundle of firewood behind him.

The ordinary villager can be seen everywhere, with a thin face and a dull look.

The scene changes as the villager moves.

"He is the protagonist of this dream." Li Yu paused and said, "This is the [self] of Mr. Zhang Xingda in his dream."

"How could he dream that he was a farmer? He shouldn't be able to get in touch with his growing environment..." Zhang Zexing was puzzled. Although it was a bit bad to say this, Zhang Xingda was born with a golden key in his mouth.

Li Yu shook her head.

"He can't get in touch with this life, but he may not be able to do in his previous life..."

If it were Zhang Zexing and Ye Qingqing who said in the past and present life, they would definitely refute it.

But now this situation is really a refutation and I don’t know where to start.

"Besides, dreaming about the same scene for a long time is not necessarily because of his reasons..." Li Yu said with a squinted eyes: "It may also be that he was asked to dream..."

...

At this moment, the farmer stopped his steps and lowered his head. His dull eyes that had lost their vitality became a little surprised.

In front of him was a small white snake.

The body was covered in bruises, as if it had been killed by something, and the bloody red blood dripped all over the ground.

"What a poor little guy..."

The farmer reached out to the little snake, but the little snake suddenly jumped up, hoarse and bloody letter, looking at the farmer with a vigilant look on his face.

However, the farmer still reached out to the little snake.

The little snake bit it without warning this time, but I don’t know if it was because of the heavy calluses in the farmer’s hand, so the bite did not respond.

"Don't move, I don't want to hurt you, I have medicine here...it can make you feel better."

The little snake still didn't let go of the farmer's hand, and the farmer ignored it and applied medicine to the little snake on his own.

At first, the snake bit it tightly, but as the farmer applied medicine, the snake's hand biting gradually loosened, and finally let go completely...

After applying the medicine, the farmer let go of the snake.

The little snake ran away...

When he ran, he looked back at the farmer's face, looking deep in the gem-like red eyes, and finally disappeared into the woods.

The farmer murmured at the back of the white snake.

"Run, the farther you run, the better. The farther you run, the better..."

The farmer carried the firewood and continued to carry it down the mountain.

However, at this moment, a sound of breaking through the air came, and something fell from the sky.

The rush of air swept the farmer over, rolled around for several rounds and flew backwards.

Falling from the sky were several handsome men and beautiful women in white robes.

The man is as beautiful as a fairy, and the woman is as beautiful as a painting. Standing there is a landscape.

"Senior brother, is that little snake really here?" One of the beauties looked a little angry.

"Yes, I sensed the breath on it...but now it has disappeared, damn." There was a red sand mole on the eyebrows. The tallest young man held his breath and whispered: "Damn it, he ran away..."

“It seems like there is a person there…”

"Don't worry about him, just an ant."

"We can ask him if he has seen the white snake."

"Well, what Junior Sister Qingqing said makes some sense..."

The tall young man came to the peasant who vomited blood and asked with a condescending attitude.

"Did you see a little snake passing by just now?"

"Ahem cough cough..."

The beautiful junior sister just now asked with disgust.

"Senior brother is asking you!"

"I... I'll take a slower..." After the farmer recovered, he knelt down and panted in a trembling posture with a trembling posture: "Little man... I haven't seen any white snakes before... Lord Shangxian, please spare my life... Lord Shangxian, please spare my life..."

"Really? That white snake is a very important tool refining material... If you lie, your soul will never be reborn forever." The tall young man shouted sternly.

The farmer was trembling.

It's trembling very hard.

But in the end, still.

"No..."

The young man wanted to continue asking about the threat, but another beautiful junior sister went up and shook her head and said, "Forget it, it's just an ordinary farmer. Can you know something? If he really met that snake demon, he would have been swallowed by the snake demon for the essence used as a supplement."

"We've beaten back to the prototype of that little snake demon, but we don't have the strength to swallow people..."

"That would be even more unreasonable." The young junior sister named Qingqing muttered: "If it were a snake demon who could not resist, she would have been knocked out by this ant and picked it up and eaten its flesh and blood. How could she carry this firewood on her back?"

"Well...huh, you saved your life."

Before leaving, the young man did not forget to expose his majesty, which shocked the farmer.

That sentence is powered by magical powers.

The farmer vomited blood again.

But he could only swallow the blood in fear.

He lowered his head and did not dare to raise it.

I am afraid of offending the immortal.

A sudden sound of breaking through the air came from the air.

Like a fight?

Not like.

It's only a moment.

Just like just now.

The farmer still dared not look up.

After a long time, the strong smell of blood came, and the farmer raised his head.

I saw the hell in front of me.

The immortals who were still chatting and laughing just now, treating the life and death of ordinary people like ants.

All turned into pieces of shattered flesh and blood, and the head fell to the ground, with eyes wide open, and death was unaware of my eyes.

It seemed as if I didn't know what happened before I died.

There was only a floating blue flying sword.

There was also an emotionless voice.
Chapter completed!