What about reality.

Cui Hongjian was standing in the cell looking at these people in confusion.

I simply can’t figure out how these people walked around in a circle and then left crying and shouting. It’s very baffling.

"The dream method is indeed unique!"

There was no joy in Zhang Heng's heart, but instead it became increasingly heavy.

Because among the people who came here, there were many semi-confucian scholars and great scholars. If Zhang Heng used Taoism, he would be seen through in front of these people.

This is not the case with dream magic.

In the dream net compiled by him, he saw with his own eyes the imperial censor doctor washing Fu Tianchou's body with awe-inspiring aura to prove whether the Fu Tianqiu who died of illness was a fake.

As a result, Zhang Heng, the dreamer, assumed that Fu Tianchou was real, and the imperial censor who sought truth in the dream naturally believed that this was true.

Little does he know that everything is a dream, and even his aura of awe-inspiringness is just a mirage. In reality, he just took a nap for a while and has not mobilized his aura of awe-inspiringness.

The so-called transfer is just a dream.

Dream magic is really overbearing.

...

Blow and blow.

People from the Penal Department Prison carried the coffin and sent Fu Tianchou's body back.

After all, in everyone's perception, Fu Tianchou is already dead, and dead people are worthless.

The coffin was carried to Cui's house, Fu Qingfeng packed some silver and sent the jailers from the Criminal Department away.

Later, when the coffin was opened, Cui Hongjian suddenly sat up from it: "It almost suffocated me to death!"

Seeing Cui Hongjian, Fu Qingfeng cried with joy, and the two embraced each other.

I cried for a while.

Zhang Heng ordered the two of them: "The news that Mr. Fu is alive cannot be revealed. You clean up, wear sackcloth and mourning, and make a living out of mourning."

Cui Hongjian said: "Don't worry, Brother Zhang, we will get it done."

Zhang Heng nodded.

Today he tested the power of dream magic, and another idea came to his mind.

Fahai is now deeply in love and unable to extricate himself, because he has lived in the mountains for a long time and has not seen many women.

Since dream magic can turn falsehood into reality, if used on Fahai, can it help him open his eyes?

We see women like this a lot, but they are just like that.

I have never seen any Neptune who would fight to the death for a woman.

Just do it if you want to do it.

Zhang Heng returned to Tianqiguan to find Fahai.

When he caught the eye, Fahai was sitting cross-legged on the futon with his face covered in sweat, with veins on his face exposed and his brows furrowed.

"what's on your mind?"

Zhang Heng stepped forward slowly.

"I miss women, I miss Zhao Yao!"

Fahai replied like this.

Zhang Heng asked again: "What do you think?"

"Zhao Yao's body smells very good, I want to smell it."

"Her chest was bulging, and she wanted to see what was inside. She was itching to think about it."

"She likes to wear white shoes embroidered with lotus flowers. I want to take off her shoes and hold her feet in my hands to play with them."

"I also want to unbutton her clothes and run my fingers across her skin to see if the woman's skin is really breakable. I flicked my fingers on her shoulders twice and it turned red."

Fahai's language is extremely vulgar.

But he spoke without changing his expression and faced his own heart: "I have lived in the mountains for a long time and have never lived in the world of mortals. I have never known what a woman is. Why can I be tempted and have so many thoughts?"

"Take Zhao Yao as an example. As long as I close my eyes, her appearance will appear in my mind."

"I want to restrain myself, but the more I try to restrain myself, the more I miss her. The Heart Sutra is useless, the Ksitigarbha Sutra is useless, the Diamond Sutra is useless, and I even recited the Jing Jing Sutra you left behind, but it's still useless."

Fahai clasped his hands together and looked blankly: "My Buddha is merciful and compassionate. This disciple really doesn't know how to be liberated."

"Enter meditating to meditate and meditate on the Dharma, my eyes will be opened, and I will pray for the Three Jewels to come to the spiritual platform."

"Have I ever seen all the saints in the contemplation, and my lover came to me without inviting me?"

Zhang Heng sat across from Fa Hai, holding the Big Dream Seal on his hand: "From a physiological and genetic perspective, reproduction is our nature. We don't need anyone to teach us. From the age of thirteen or fourteen, we will have a certain gender towards the girls around us."

It’s human nature to be so curious.”

"You have lived in the mountains for a long time. You have rarely gone down the mountain before and have never seen a woman, so your nature has been suppressed."

"Now that you have seen Zhao Yao, who is extremely magnificent and unwilling to accept her fate, you first feel pity and then love her. You fall in love and cannot extricate yourself."

"In addition, you have a high level of cultivation, one thought is a Buddha, and another thought is a devil, so the word "love" seems to be particularly strong in you."

Hear the sound.

Fa Hai lowered his head and said softly: "Buddha's disciple Ananda, before he became a monk, he saw a young girl and he fell in love with her from then on.

Buddha asked him: How much do you like that girl?

Ananda replied: I would like to turn into a stone bridge and be blown by the wind for five hundred years, the sun for five years, and the rain for five hundred years, but only if this girl walks across the bridge and sees me again."

On the surface, Fahai is talking about Ananda, but actually he is talking about himself.

Zhang Heng also knew this and said: "All sentient beings have their own desires, and there are also greed, anger and ignorance without regrets. I have a method called 'Dream', which can pull you into the dream world. When the time comes, I will block your current situation."

My memory may help you start from scratch and suffer from the sea of ​​love."

Fahai sighed: "If we can transcend ourselves, we will never forget the kindness of enlightenment."

Zhang Heng nodded and said: "Relax your mind, don't be wary, just follow me into my dream."

boom!!

Fahai felt so happy that his soul was shaken.

The next second, he turned into a baby.

But unlike other babies, he was very old when he was born, as if he was seventy or eighty years old, and he looked like a monster.

So his parents sent him to a temple and he was adopted by a Buddhist.

Time passes day by day.

In the blink of an eye, Fahai is already ten years old.

But he still looked extremely old, like a dwarf old man in his seventies or eighties.

On this day, some pilgrims from the mountain came to offer incense, and they brought a little girl with them. The girl looked about eight or nine years old.

Because it is a small temple, there is only Fahai, a young novice, so Fahai has no playmates since he was a child. Even though he looks seventy or eighty, after blocking the memory of his previous life, his mind is actually only ten years old.

I saw a child as young as myself, so I started playing with her.

Unexpectedly, the pilgrims thought he was a dwarf old man. When he saw his daughter and Fa Hai hiding under the incense table, they were furious and beat their daughter on the spot and led her away.

Fahai stood alone, at a loss, not knowing what he had done wrong.

In the following years, the girl would occasionally come to the mountain to play with Fahai.

Day by day, Fahai still looks old, but the girl has grown up slowly.

Until one day, the girl said to Fahai: "Will you always be this old, just like my grandfather?"

Fahai didn't know how to answer.

The girl added: "There is a very good-looking man coming to the school in the town. If I want to get married in the future, it would be great if I could marry him."

Fahai was very sad when he heard this.

A few more years.

The girl grew up and got married.

It's a pity that she didn't marry that good-looking scholar, but the son of a rice store owner.

But she had a hard time after her marriage. The rice store owner's son liked to gamble, and he soon became angry with his father. He lost the girl to someone else in a huge gamble.

Fahai wanted to do something, but he couldn't do anything.

Before separation.

The girl came to him again and told him: "The man who defeated me is a traveling businessman. I want to go with him, and I may never come back in this life."

That night, the night was beautiful.
Chapter completed!