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A Xiu and Xuan Yun guarded the small building of the Bai family, one guarding the inside and the other guarding the outside.

Huo Bai was happy in his dream, and his body naturally responded.

Axiu stared at her master's flushed face, thinking that Bai Zhun was getting hot, she lifted the quilt a little for Bai Zhun, and fanned him with a fan.

As the fan became more and more red, Axiu threw away the paper fan and hurried to the courtyard to ask Xuan Yun for help.

Xuan Yun stood on the roof of the small building of the Bai family, with red sleeves, singing and dancing lightly, and the misty moonlight in late autumn swayed between her sleeves.

Turning around to see A Xiu running anxiously, Xuan Yun flicked her sleeves lightly, flew into the main room and landed lightly.

Axiu ran in after him, and Bai Huo and Bai Huo lay side by side on the bed, short of breath, flushed and sweaty on their foreheads, could they have encountered danger in their dreams?

Xuan Yun turned her face away: "Go find the quilt and cover them tightly."

She has stayed in the attic of Bai's house for a long time, knowing that Axiu is a paper doll, and Axiu is naive and childish, and Xuan Yun sees her as a little sister, how could she teach her such a thing, so she has to cover it up vaguely.

As he spoke, he glanced at Huo Bai, the two could make out in the coffin, and even in their dreams.

Axiu was even more ignorant, didn't she blush because of the heat?It's very hot, why do you need to cover yourself with a quilt?

She didn't believe it, but she obediently brought a quilt and covered the master and Mr. Huo, and sat on the edge of the bed with her chin in her hands, guarding the incense sticks in the incense burner.

While staring at Mars, I heard the sound of "popping" on the roof.

One by one, Hongyang's paper-cutters tried to sneak into Bai's house from various places. Xi Yun guarded the small building of Bai's house like an iron barrel, and came and beat one by one.

The water sleeves slapped the paper-cut man to pieces like a fly swatter.

Bai Zhun didn't wake up, and Axiu was the boss. She ordered the paper figurines and paper birds in the house to move out together, guarding by the window and wall. Whenever they saw Hongyang's paper-cutting, they would puncture and tear it to pieces.

There was a layer of white confetti scattered in the courtyard as if it was snowing.

Xuan Yun stretched out her slender white wrist from her long sleeves, clasped her palms together, and shot out a ball of will-o'-the-wisp, burning paper scraps and lighting up the room bright green.

Hong Yang didn't expect these paper figurines to find out any news, he just wanted to trip Bai Zhun.

Hong Yang never imagined that Bai Zhun was willing to put his life in the hands of another person for the sake of Huo Zhenye's dream, a dream dominated by others.

The two people in the bronze mirror are still acting, and Bai Zhun makes a paper tie in front of Hong Yang.

Hongyang told his second disciple: "Find a paper-making shop and buy some chopped paper bamboo."

The second disciple, Lu Hong, didn't know why his master suddenly wanted paper bamboo, and he named the paper-making shop, but he quickly bought it, delivered it to the house, and reported the latest situation of senior brother Gao Yuan.

"Senior brother is weak, I fed him some porridge, master, do you want to go and see him?"

"What are you looking at him for?" Hongyang frowned displeased, and waved his hand, "Just let him live." He didn't even care about this big apprentice who had been with him for two or three years.

Lu Hong served Gao Yuan like his own father, because he thought that Hong Yang still valued Gao Yuan.

In the past, Gao Yuan often used his name as a big brother to push him away, but now it seems that the master didn't take Gao Yuan seriously at all.

As long as you don't die.

Lu Hong exited the room, and the young disciple reported to him: "I have sent meat porridge to the senior brother." Everyone was discussing what kind of exercise it was. It was so powerful that the senior brother lost all his teeth, just like a 90-year-old old man.

"What big brother, he is just a useless person now. You don't need to ask me about him in the future, as long as you don't die." Lu Hong said contemptuously, and walked away.

These little disciples saw that the second senior brother said so, and they were all lazy. Who would like to feed the senior senior brother and pour water into the urinal?

Hongyang imitated Bai Zhun's manner by sharpening chopping and scissors, and roasting the bent bamboo skeleton on the fire, so that he learned the posture in a decent way.

Bai Zhun knew that Hong Yang was watching, so he did not move too fast, and he worked very meticulously, grinding a bamboo bone for half an hour.

Huo Zhenye was by his side, watching him for half an hour.

"Move your eyes away." Bai Zhun was getting impatient, acting seriously.

Huo Zhenye really only moved a little further away.

The thin bamboo stick in Hongyang's hand was broken with a "snap". He took a deep breath to calm down, and couldn't help but wonder, didn't Bai Zhun teach this apprentice more advanced kung fu?

This Huo Zhenye didn't even know the secrets of Qimendiao, other than grinding bamboos, chopping bamboos, and beating his hands.

Seeing the two of them fuzzing on the bed yesterday, I thought that Bai Zhun treated this apprentice as his treasured heart, but it turned out that he was just teaching him a little bit.

Thinking of something, Hongyang snorted coldly: "People from the Seven Sects are indeed all the same."

She has first-rate methods of coaxing people in bed, but she still refuses to teach anything when she gets out of bed!

Bai Zhun didn't know that Hong Yang was slandering him like this, so he lazily lowered his eyes: "Go and buy me some soda."

This is what they negotiated.

The nightmare is invisible and silent, and it can come and go freely in the dream, secretly promoting this dream. Only when Huo Zhenye leaves the house can the Birch Bird find its trace.

"Do you want some snacks besides soda?" Huo Zhenye showed Hong Yang a serious act, "You're going to be hungry at night, I'll buy a few more, and you pick and choose."

Bai Zhun answered him lazily.

As soon as he went out, Bai Zhun sat up straight and began to put on the vestment for the statue.

He moved his fingertips quickly, and after a while, the statue took shape, and the cassock was all cut out of paper, as if the whole dress was made of brocade and silk needlework.

Hongyang's energy was lifted in an instant, he couldn't concentrate to see what Huo Zhenye was doing, he just stared at the mirror carefully, thinking that this guy surnamed Bai was really hiding something.

The surname Huo also knew that Bai Zhun was hiding his secrets, so he must have seen Bai Zhun making paper bundles secretly, so he could rehearse like this in his dream.

This pair of master and apprentice is similar to him and Bai Yang.

Bai Zhun wanted to show off his skills, he painted with both hands, dazzled Hong Yang, he had never seen Bai Yang do these things.

The descendants of the Seven Sects will know it, and Bai Yang will definitely do it too. He has devoted himself to serving him for so many years, yet he is so stingy, Hong Yang gritted his teeth while memorizing these steps.

The statue is as tall as a man, with colorful robes and a solemn expression. If one hadn't seen it with one's own eyes, no one would believe that it was all made of paper bamboo.

The last step is to point Buddha eyes.

Bai Zhun ground the cinnabar finely, muttering words while grinding.

Hong Yang moved her face closer to the bronze mirror, trying to hear what Bai Zhun was talking about. It must be the spell of Qimen.

Bai Zhun was fast and slow, only moving his mouth but not making a sound, his eyes were looking through the eyes of the birch bird, looking around the sky, searching for the shadow of the nightmare.

No matter how big the dream is, there is always an end.

The more familiar something is, the more real the details are, and the more vague the memory is, the more it looks like a fake set.

Bai Zhun took a bird's-eye look around, and secretly frowned, how many places did this dude go?The whole Shanghai beach is in his dream, even the water of Huangpu River is very real.

The Birch bird fluttered and landed on the pole.

Huo Zhenye picked out four or five kinds of dim sum, and when he came out of the dim sum shop, the sky was bright outside, he raised his head unintentionally, and looked around the sky.

Nightmare is extremely cunning, Huo Zhenye sensed that gray shadow was nearby, but he just couldn't catch it.

He made a bold decision. He began to erase the irrelevant things in the dream, and what remained was the nightmare.

Buildings, roads, and pedestrians all disappeared one by one.

Nightmare quickly sensed his intentions, and when the dreamland was blank, it had nowhere to hide, just as if Huo Zhenye had erased it, it would make that thing reappear and keep replicating.

The more it moves, the more obvious it is.

The paper-stitched bird vibrates its wings rapidly, and bounces towards the phantom like a cannonball. The shadow in the air is poked by it, and it opens its beak wide, swallowing the colorless and invisible mass into its stomach.

The dream world collapsed the moment the nightmare was swallowed.

Huo Zhenye hurried back, he knew it was fake, but he wanted Bai Zhun to be by his side.

The small building of Bai's house vibrated, Bai Zhun looked up and saw that the bricks and stones fell, and the paper figurines and paper lanterns rolled all over the ground.

Only then did Hongyang realize something was wrong, he held up the bronze mirror, his peach blossom eyes were as big as walnuts: "How is it possible! How is this possible!" After activating the spell, he couldn't find the nightmare.

The last image the mirror showed him was a gray bird with its tail feathers raised high and its wings behind its back. The bird's eyes showed cold disdain.

Hongyang is furious!

He suddenly understood, Bai Zhun was in the mirror!

He had a chance to kill these two with his dream, but not only was he let go, he also lost a Nightmare.

Hong Yang held the bronze mirror and was about to smash it away, when he saw his own face reflected in the mirror. Half of his face was first cracked with a thin opening, and as the skin aged, the flesh and blood burst out.

The seized energy is leaving his body quickly, is Gao Yuan dead?

Gao Yuan was lying on the bed and couldn't even move. He was old, but his consciousness was still clear. Seeing the sudden change in these people's attitudes towards him, he guessed the reason.

Lying on the bed, he kept thinking why Hongyang tortured him like this, but didn't kill him?

Although he is a disciple of Hongyang, but Hongyang has taken in many apprentices, and if one dies, he will be ranked one higher. This is how the title of senior brother Gao Yuan is ranked.

Now he knew what happened to the previous "big brothers".

Hongyang didn't just kill him, if he wanted him to live, there must be a reason for him to live, but with his current state, why is he still alive?

Gao Yuan grew old overnight, his body was like rotten wood, and his breathing was like a broken bellows. He pretended to close his eyes and rest, and when the person watching him left, he slowly sat up.

Moved, gasped, and finally moved to the bedside, he took out the dagger from the bedside.

When he was about to die, he hesitated again, and when he was hesitating, he saw his face through the dagger, he was about to die, and if he didn't die now, it would be cheaper for Hongyang.

Gao Yuan inserted the dagger into his heart, his life passed, his energy returned, and his hands became young and strong again.

He laughed loudly, the little disciple outside the door heard the movement, and when he broke into the door, he saw the senior brother lying on the bed, and he changed back to his original appearance, but he had a knife in his heart, with a smile on his face, he was already lifeless .

Huo Zhenye ran wildly all the way in the collapsed dream, he ran back to Yu Qingli, where the houses and people were gradually disappearing, he avoided the falling bricks and stones while running.

The small building of the Bai family is at the end, and the door is still there.

Is Bai Zhun still inside the door, is he also waiting for him?

Huo Zhenye ran to the door and grabbed the knocker. Except for the black lacquered door, the whole world was empty before him. Panting, he pushed the door open.

Bai Zhun was sitting in a bamboo wheelchair, just inside the door.

"You're too slow." He said with a sullen face.

Huo Zhenye couldn't help laughing, he stepped forward.

The moment he stepped through the door, it disappeared and he woke up.

Huo Zhenye opened his eyes, unable to adapt to the real lighting for a while, he felt thirsty first, then hungry, he moved his fingertips and felt something in his palm.

The smile in the dream spread to reality, he grabbed Bai Zhun's hand and held it firmly.

The author has something to say: I forgot to ask for nutrient solution yesterday, oh, so let’s ask for some help

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