Genji Heavy

It's a dream.

This point mustache is very clear.But the surrounding feeling is unusually real.

At this moment, she is in a dense mist, and she doesn't know how to reach the light in her eyes, so that she can see clearly. The thick gray-white mist wraps her tightly, making her seem to be trapped in a maze that she cannot get out of. .

But at the same time, she felt that she should be at sea.

The ground under his feet is made of wooden boards, and it is constantly shaking, while the tip of his nose, apart from the moistness of the mist, still has an obvious smell of fishy and salty sea water.In addition, the sound of the waves coming from the ear also proved this point.

Everything told her that she had dreamed that she was on a ship.

The feeling of floating with the boat on the sea is too real, but at the same time, there is another voice in her mind that clearly tells her that she is indeed dreaming.

This feeling is very strange.

Since it was a dream, Higaki felt that he could be bolder, no matter how wide his eyes were, he still couldn't see clearly what was in the fog.

Even the ocean naturally has a sense of repulsion towards swords that sink to the bottom and are worried about being corroded.

Hishikiri was trying to figure out which way he should go.

Visually, Higakiri worked a little harder, then with Taidao's rationality, gave up resolutely, and then tried to use hearing to judge the direction.

Still useless.

No matter how Hidekiri turns or in which direction he turns, what he hears is the same sound of waves.

It's almost like copy-pasting.

If you remove the sound of the waves, there is no other sound.She should be on a ship, but she didn't hear any sound belonging to this ship.

——It can be regarded as finally finding an unreal place.

Since this was the case, Higiri stopped thinking about it, chose a direction at random, and walked forward cautiously.

As she walked, the fog seemed to gradually thin out.

Did you choose the right...direction?

Mustache thought hesitantly.She wasn't very sure, because apart from the fog becoming lighter, she saw nothing else, not even anything related to the boat.

Speaking of which, can a boat made of wood be so big?

She knew that there were large wooden boats, but they were not so big that she had traveled for so long and hadn't touched the boundary.

It really was a dream. I thought it was real at first, but after exploring it, there are still many unreasonable things.

Finally, the fog became lighter.

The sea, the turbulent sea appeared in front of her eyes.

I also need a back view.

Although the long black hair was tied up in a daze, the ponytail was also blown around by the sea wind, and the wide sleeves were also rattling by the sea wind.

The whole person seemed to be on the verge of collapse, but in fact, he seemed to have taken root, firmly rooted into the deck, and remained motionless in the frenzied sea wind.

But the desolation of the end can't be resolved no matter what.

Seeing that figure, Mustache was stunned for a moment, and touched the corners of his eyes hesitantly.This figure in a safari suit is...

"Xiao Wu?"

When Mustache came back to her senses, she herself was startled.

She unexpectedly blurted out the name that came to her mind so unknowingly.This is really not prudent enough.

It's just too late to regret, the sea breeze has already blown these words away in the blink of an eye, and the figure not far away is visibly froze.

After a long stalemate in the wind, the figure finally turned around.

There is a glimmer of light between the sea and the sky.

She has matured a lot, but her eyebrows have not changed, and a face that is still very similar to hers appears in front of her eyes.It is indeed Xiaowu.

But even when he turned around, Xiao Wu didn't speak, just pursed his lips tightly and stared at Mustache for a long time.

Suddenly, the corners of his mouth turned up, and the layer of ice on his face blossomed, revealing a warm smile.

With a smile, a stone landed in the bottom of Huqie's heart, rolling gurglingly.

She suddenly took a step forward.

The next second, he suddenly leaned back and fell straight down——

Hidekiri opened his eyes suddenly, sat up quickly, raised his hand to press his chest that was a little anxious, and the sound of the raging waves in his dream was still lingering in his ears.

And the sound of falling water swallowed by the waves.

She could probably guess that it was probably...

"Higakiri-den?"

As if passing through the sea fog, a voice that never appeared in the dream suddenly sounded real in my ears.

Higakiri followed the sound and saw a dim yellow light shining through the door, printing a sitting silhouette on the shoji door.

At a glance, Mustache knew that it was Xiao Wu who came over with a candlestick and stood guard by the door.

He abided by the etiquette, even though he was anxious to know what happened in the house, he didn't push the door immediately, but stayed there and called her.

The flickering lights made his shadow on the shoji door tremble.

I really miss the figure Higakiri saw in his dream just now, crumbling in the sea breeze.

She couldn't help but froze for a moment.

"Higakiri-den??"

Xiaowu's voice outside the door was much higher, and his shadow showed that he was already half up outside the door.

Hidekiri hurriedly adjusted his breathing, and then calmly said, "It's nothing, it's just a dream."

The too clear dream scene still remained in front of her eyes. She was worried that if she saw Xiao Wu, she would accidentally reveal something on her face, so she simply blocked Xiao Wu from the door.

What she dreamed about... Xiaowu shouldn't be suffering because of it.

Outside the shoji door, Xiao Wu asked, "What did you dream about?" There was a hint of nervousness in his tone that he didn't know why.

There were candles in Hidekiri's eyes, and the light and shade fluctuated, "I dreamed a lot of things, but I forgot them when I woke up. It's a pity."

"Really..." Xiao Wu paused, "It's good that I didn't dream about strange things."

Mustache slightly raised his eyebrows, "Oh, I heard Xiaowu say that, is there anything strange about my dream?"

Xiao Wu said, "That's not true... Actually, I found a nightmare-eating tapir in front of your house—"

The shoji door was opened.

Xiao Wu raised his head, and saw a coat casually draped over his shoulders, with only an undergarment underneath, and Mustache, with long hair hanging behind him, was frowning, holding the door and looking at him with a dignified expression.

"Nightmare eating tapir?"

Higakiri repeated the name.

"Surprisingly... why can such a thing enter Genji?"

No one in Heianjing knew Genji's ability to slay ghosts. Those monsters lived a long time, so they naturally knew who would threaten their lives.

The survival instinct of ghosts is very strong.

Even though Genji is weak at this time, the remaining prestige is still there.

That's why it seems that the appearance of the nightmare is particularly strange, and what's even more strange is that it has set its target on a sword Fusangshen like himself.

For the nightmare-eating tapir, it is clear that human dreams are more valuable.

Xiao Wu couldn't answer, as if he was being questioned severely by Mustache, deeply felt his own weakness, and lowered his head slightly.

But he continued to report what he found, "And...that nightmare is a 'polluted' nightmare."