rustle--

Suddenly there was a rustling sound, and two people walked out of the grass, their eyes closed, their bones were as thin as fire, their movements were slow and staggering, and they felt a bit like a zombie.

Gao Ning floated at him and was surprised to find that it was Zhang Dadan.

"This donor is still trapped in a dream." The monk will not remind him.

"Is there a way to wake up?"

"Yes, just splash cold water!"

Gao Ning was silenced: "That's so simple?"

Isn't the monk meaningful: "Is it really simple?"

Gao Ning was slightly stunned, and suddenly remembered that this place had been desolate. He didn't know how long the well had been dry. Although the ground was not cracked, it was also full of loess, so there was no moisture at all.

But this is not difficult for Gao Ning.

With a wave of the front paws, a whirlwind rolled flat, and a large piece of weed was cut off and suddenly gathered together to squeeze out some juice.

【As one wishes】

Gao Ning's eyes flashed, and the juice grew in the wind, and it swelled like a lake in the blink of an eye.

The monk's expression collapsed instantly, and he looked at the light green lake with a bang.

Hurry!

It was like a child pouring a basin of water at an ant's nest, instantly turning the entire Shanshui Temple into a vast ocean.

However, the flood came and went quickly. The people lying on the grass were drowned and their hearts were cold. They got up one by one amid the sound of coughing one after another.

A figure was rushed directly to Gao Ning. He lowered his head and was amused: "Master, so you are here!"

The old man sitting cross-legged beside him, with his waist straight straight, was Monk Baiyun.

His situation is much better than others.

Before I opened my eyes, a large amount of steam emerged from my clothes. As the energy on my body vibrated, the steam spread and disappeared, and the wet monk's robe became dry in the blink of an eye.

However, the moon-white monk's robe had been dyed light green by grass juice.

"Amitabha! Thank you for your help!"

Monk Baiyun slowly opened his eyes and stood up to thank him.

"Amitabha, I have seen my senior brother, I can't do it!"

"I don't know how to be a Zen master, I am Bai Yun!"

The two monks greeted each other and looked at each other with their eyes, without saying much.

Gao Ning glanced at him strangely. They were all Buddhist disciples. When they met in such a place, they would feel a little intimate. Why did these two people seem to be deliberately alienating each other?

Forget it, it’s not a time to worry about this, let’s get out of the dream as soon as possible!?

"Who splashed me with water? I'm the one who? Stand out for me!"

A man with lush hair suddenly jumped out, his eyes widened, holding two ghost-headed knives, and shouted at the top of his throat.

His voice was quite large, and his ears were buzzing.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, how could I have thought that the guy with such a loud voice would be as thin as a backbone.

No one around was talking, and they were silently tidying up their clothes, looking at the surrounding environment, recalling their previous dream experiences, and carefully detecting the surroundings.

"Sure enough, you are here too, monk!"

The person who spoke was Zhang Dadan, who had obviously lost several laps.

He glanced at Gao Ning first, and his expression changed slightly and deliberately did not say hello, but chose to say hello to the Baiyun monk next to him.

Gao Ning was so funny. She is so old and so childish?

? After living in the mountain for so long, Zhang Dadan must know him. What does this expression mean now? It shows that he has not completely surrendered yet?

Gao Ning shook his head, too lazy to pay attention to him, turned his head and asked, "Now everyone is awake. Is there any way to escape from the dream space?"

The monk couldn't smile bitterly: "The donor has a high regard for me. Over the years, I have traveled to many places.

I have seen people who die in the upper dream, and many people who die in the lower dream, and I have never heard of anyone who can get out of here!"

"I have a guess!"

Monk Baiyun suddenly spoke and pointed at the broken courtyard behind: "Do you think this area is very similar to a broken small temple?"

"Do you want to get rid of this place in the same way?" Gao Ning understood in an instant.

"It's useless, I've tried it long ago!"

Yan Chixia suddenly opened the grass and jumped out of it.

His image is not bad. Although he is obviously thin, he is not as tired as others in spirit.

The clothes on my body are a little loose, and the large items behind me are also a little loose, but overall, they have a bit more refreshing feeling of successful weight loss.

Zhang Dadan saw that Yan Chixia was in better condition than him, and his eyes widened.

Yan Chixia looked at Gao Ning and smiled bitterly, "Master, it's a bit too ruthless to start. Everyone is their own people, why are they too anxious to fight each other!"

Gao Ning smiled and said, "I didn't know it was you before I started!"

Everyone looked at the two of them curiously.

Yan Chixia shook her head, knowing that now is not the time to talk about this.

"I had broken free from a dream before and returned here once, so I knew this was the upper dream of the King of Nan.

During my sober period, I almost tried various methods and almost turned over the entire Shanshui Temple, but I couldn't find a way out!

However, I accidentally met a beggar walking on the road and heard a legend from him!"

Yan Chixia just said this, but she couldn't help but interrupt and said, "But let you find the Yin-Yang Road?"

Yan Chixiaqi said: "Do you know?"

"Not only do you know, but you have tried it many times!" The monk who won't shakes his head: "Land Master, I can tell you that the Yin-Yang Road and Crossing the Styx River are all illusory things!

I have been trapped for so many years and wandered around, but I have never found such a place!"

Zhang Dadan gritted his teeth: "Can you only allow this dream to enter but not leave? Isn't this a harmful trap?"

"There must be a solution!" Monk Baiyun shook his head.

Since they were speaking directly, the people who were still alive in the courtyard have gradually woken up one after another. Some people broke free from their dreams for the first time and were very alert to everything around them.

Some people are full of fatigue, obviously they are veterans.

Although there were many people and there were noises of discussion, almost everyone's heads were filled with despair.

There is almost no glimmer of hope and struggle in my eyes.

Gao Ning just glanced at it and saw that something was wrong with these guys.

Does the lower dreams absorb more than just time? There is also harvesting about soul and emotions?

"Okay! All are quiet!"

Gao Ning suddenly expanded his body and turned into a giant tiger five meters tall.

The sudden change scared everyone, but that's all!

They had obvious vigilance in their eyes, and there were subconscious defensive actions such as retreating and crossing their hands in front, but none of them turned around and ran away.

Sure enough, there is a problem!

What’s important is that after a sentence, the scene became really quiet, and even the irritable black man looked at him blankly.
Chapter completed!