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Chapter 424 Old man outside the boundary, dream!

Song Yan didn't pay attention to what the two old men said, but focused his eyes on this picture scroll.

This painting is entirely made of unusual-looking animal skins and looks very wild, but you can feel a strong sense of resentment from this painting.

This kind of resentment is exactly what Song Yan can't understand.

hum!
After a soft sound, the painting began to loop again.

The two figures above emerged and began to tell love stories in the previous order, and then the man decided to choose to fight and leave his hometown.

The woman waited bitterly, but she did not wait for this figure to return.

"Could it be some kind of sad drama?"

"Ah~"

Just as Song Yan said it, there was a soft sigh in his ear. He came back to his senses, but found that there was no one around him.

Where did this voice come from?

As everyone knows, in another world, a late old man sat on the threshold of his own courtyard, looked out of the door with dim eyes and said:

"Boy, it turned out to be an old account. I am really sorry for Yao'er, but if I do it again, I will still choose to do this."

There was a trace of weather-beaten in the eyes of the old man, who seemed a little depressed and sad.

"Grandpa, grandpa, what are you thinking about?"

A child seemed to have been playing all day, watching the color of the sky turn into brilliant orange, and hurried towards his door, but he did not expect that his grandfather was squatting at the door.

"Hahaha, little grandson, how can you understand what grandpa thinks?"

The old man smiled, stood up slowly and walked towards the house, turning his head while walking and said:
"Grandson, wash your hands and eat steamed sea bass today."

"Okay, grandpa is the best!"

The child cheered and jumped up, waving his two little dirty hands and walked towards the sink not far away.

The old man entered the room, looked at the plate of perch on the table, was stunned for a moment, and then flicked it with his fingers.

hum!
A ray of light flew out at a high speed along his fingertips. This ray of light was like a cloud-piercing arrow, passing through the wooden table and the ground.
It even passed through space and rushed towards another world.

Song Yan slowly opened his eyes, and at that moment, the light hit him directly.

boom!
A huge memory fragment filled his mind, which made him feel like he was eating enough, but he couldn't expel it.

Even, groups of information gradually began to expand his sea of ​​consciousness from his mind.

He collapsed on the ground, gritting his teeth without making a sound.

Chi Mu and the two elders next to him seemed to have noticed what was going on here, and they ran over quickly.

"Seuss, what do you think? How did this sycamore branch become like this?"

Old Ganse took a closer look at Song Yan and suddenly showed a surprised expression. This was the first time he saw the latter like this.

Suss shook his head, then took out a tile and said:
"I can see that it's a powerful spiritual energy that seems to be expanding his mind. Maybe it's because of eating this?"

After he finished speaking, he looked at the tile in his hand, hesitant to speak.

"Impossible, this thing must not be as simple as eating it, there must be other uses!"

Old Ganser shook his head, then slowly took two steps back, stretched out his finger to the picture scroll and said:

"Tell me, could it be this painting?"

Suston was stunned for a moment, all of this was very psychedelic, but if it was really the painting that caused the trouble, it could be made clear.

At this moment, the painting began to burn, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a mass of fire.

"Oops, how could this painting spontaneously combust?"

Old Ganser turned pale with fright. If it burns out and Song Yan wakes up, won't he be blamed?

Suss also quickly got to work, and the two tried their best to stop the burning of the painting, and even burned it even more violently.

Within a minute, the two old men's faces were filled with disgrace, but they did not save the painting.

Old Gunther's face was covered with black and gray, and the other one was not much better, and even a piece of hair on the top of his head was missing.

The two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

"Hahahaha, old Gunther, where's your beard? Don't you have to touch it now?"

Seuss laughed and rolled around on the ground.

"You still have the nerve to say that your scalp is exposed. What's the matter with you becoming bald but not getting stronger?"

The two were teasing each other, and Song Yan stopped twitching. He lay calmly on the ground, as if he was asleep.

In the dream, he stood up slowly, only to find himself in a small village.

His body was wrapped in bandages, and he was even a little weak, which made him a little puzzled and said:
"Where is this place, and where did the injuries on my body come from?"

"Jun, are you awake?"

At this moment, a voice sounded, which sounded like a bird in the forest, especially crisp and melodious.

Song Yan turned his head abruptly, but found that he seemed unable to control the dream. He tried his best to open his eyes, but there was also nothing he could do.

"Damn it, where am I? Is this my dream?"

Just after he finished speaking, the angle of view of the small village in front of him began to change. 'He' turned his head and looked at the woman.

Wearing a coarse linen shirt, her face is extraordinarily pure and bright without any makeup applied, she looks like a beauty in a painting.

Song Yan was taken aback for a moment, isn't this the woman on the scroll?

The woman was smiling sweetly at him at this moment, and the color in her eyes made him doubt his true identity.

"Well, I've woken up, and my injuries are almost healed."

"That's great sir, let me take you to the market, maybe you can recall some of your memories."

The woman seemed happier, she reached out and took 'his' hand, and the two started walking down the street.

The road here is very flat, but it is somewhat different from the real world. On the flat dirt road, the clothes of the pedestrians are also very strange.

Song Yan has accepted the fact that he has no way to control this dream at this moment, he followed the perspective of the two, and gradually came to a street corner.

A bunch of people gathered here, seeming to be discussing around something.

"The city is recruiting troops again. When will this battle with the devil be the end?"

"Damn, what are you talking about, my family's [-] acres of land don't have anything to grow, and it was completely pitted by that demon."

"I heard that the higher-ups seem to be still looking for the general, and I don't know where he went. According to the meaning of the higher-ups, he disappeared during the battle. I think it might be a deserter, right?"

"In this world, it's no big deal to be a deserter, but at least you should take care of ordinary people like us first, right?"

The discussion of the crowd aroused the curiosity of the two, and the beautiful woman said softly:
"Jun, wait for me here, I'll go over and take a look."

After speaking, the man nodded. Although he was curious, he didn't move forward.

He has injuries on his body, if he walks over and encounters the wounds, it will not be worth the loss.

Soon, the woman in sight walked into the crowd, walked out slowly, and said with a worried look on her face:
"Jun, it seems that the city lord is going to recruit troops again. I guess this devil is coming soon?"

As she said that, there was a hint of fear in her eyes, and everyone present had a deep fear of the devil.

At this moment, the man slowly opened his mouth and said:

"Demons? As long as we fight them off, will our world be safe?"

"Jun, stop joking, the demons are so powerful, how can we fight them?"

The woman shook her head, then seemed to think of something, and said quickly:

"Even the general who is most expected to break through the heaven ranks has disappeared during this rapid march. We ordinary people should not think so much."

"General?"

(End of this chapter)