The main character I wrote ran out

Yin Shen began to dream again.

Heavenly masters rarely dream, and his last dream was that Lu Jie was killing all directions in the world of cultivating immortals.After having a dream for a whole year, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and wrote a mainstream novel based on Lu Jie in his dream.And since he started writing, he never had that dream again.

Originally thought that he would never dream again, but he dreamed again.

Fortunately, it wasn't the same dream this time.Yin Shen is very sober, soberly aware that he is dreaming, soberly aware that this world is not his world.

Of course, his current body is not the one he used to "sew and mend for three years". Now his name is Yin Shisan, he is an orphan, and he still has no enlightenment and no one to take him in when he is ten years old. What he wants to do most is to eat A full meal.He is Yin Shisan, but he is not Yin Shisan. He is clearly in his body, but he cannot control his body.

Yin Shen is very laid back, even a little bored, and from time to time he wonders when he will wake up from the dream.

After another three months of wandering around like this, the world suddenly changed. Yin Shisan encountered an expert from outside the world and entered the sect of cultivating immortals. Soon he became famous in the world of cultivating immortals.

In the world of cultivating immortals, Yin Shen couldn't help being interested. Writing by himself is completely different from his own experience, and it is even completely different from the fairy tales on TV. The comparison between special effects and real scenes, who hurts who knows.

When Yin Shisan was 20 years old, he was already a real person at the peak of Jindan, and he was short of the Yuanying Patriarch, who had just stepped into the door. The whole sect was praying for his growth, and Yin Shen was a little worried about this child.

Cultivating immortals is not about spiritual roots. If you have good spiritual roots, you will go faster, but if you overcorrect and expect too much, you can imagine the pressure in your heart.Yin Shisan had a bad time when he was a child, he longed for warmth but never expressed it, and he would pay back thousands of times when the sect treated him well, so he would definitely try his best to attack Yuan Ying, but...

What Yin Shen was most worried about happened. He failed to attack the Nascent Soul, his cultivation retreated to Foundation Establishment, and his meridians reversed. Unwillingness, hatred, and hope flowed in Yin Shisan's body bit by bit, but it had no effect.Yin Shen was helpless, he could not take over Yin Shisan's body, nor could he do anything.

Until the circles of black light in front of his eyes dissipated, Yin Shisan fainted, and Yin Shen was a little slower. He always felt that he should be awake at this time, and he should be awake, so he tried his best not to be pulled out by the dream.Suddenly, there was a slight sound of grass stepping, and he finally opened his eyes desperately, but he couldn't see the face of the person coming.

He only felt that someone was squatting down, and was about to turn around and leave with a soft snort. Yin Shen felt bad, and he didn't know where the strength came from, but he reached out and grabbed the man's wide sleeve, but he didn't feel it. Xi Gang wanted to say to save him, but he could no longer resist the power of the dream, and fell into darkness.

Yin Shen woke up again, the tip of his nose was lingering with the familiar scent of sandalwood, his soul was unstable when he was young, he was fostered by his grandfather in Liuhe Temple, this smell is the most familiar.

"Amitabha, this benefactor, do you know that you have been asleep for three whole days."

As soon as Yin Shen opened his eyes, he saw Sanyan's pretentious voice, and when he looked back, it turned out to be the case.This is not Liuhe Temple, this should be Longquan Temple.

Longquan Temple under Fenghuang Ridge, a great sect of Buddhism, has a good friendship with Liuhe Temple. He once came here because of a Fengshui case when he was studying.

His eyes rolled around, but he didn't see Lu Jie's figure. He couldn't help but want to speak, but when he was about to speak, a figure came from behind against the sun, and his eyes that hadn't opened for a long time slightly Narrowing his eyes, he suddenly remembered the dream just now. He glanced at the sleeves of the visitor, only to find that... Ah Jie is wearing a suit today, so why are there wide sleeves?

Yin Shen lowered his eyes and pondered, as if he remembered that the sleeves were as black as ink, but when they fell into the darkness, there was a touch of red that made people dizzy.But if it was what it was, he couldn't see clearly.

But before he could think about it, the monk next to him spoke to him, and Lu Jie also came over, and he couldn't remember it as soon as he was thinking.

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Yin Shen's health was fine, he thanked the host and said goodbye and left Longquan Temple. He still remembered that there were things that had not been completed, and Xiaomeng probably died in a hurry.

Meng Chang was indeed very anxious. He didn't have Lu Jie's phone number, and he couldn't get through to Yin Shen. He was worried that something would happen to them, and Lin Yue, who was hurt by "please God", couldn't go to look for them.

It's not that Lu Jie doesn't want to report safety, but that he doesn't have such a concept.In Lord Mojun's heart, the only connection with him in this world is Yin Shen. Now the only connection is lying on the bed, so he doesn't have to think about other things. It seems gentle, but in fact it is weak.

The next thing is very easy to handle, Lu Jie released the soul of Mr. Ghost, and put it together with Hou Xiaolu, one yin and one yang, this kind of spell is the most trouble-free for a psychic to break, and it doesn't even need to consume much Spiritual power.

It happened that Lin Yue was very satisfied with Meng Chang's performance, and he was injured again, which happened to let his future apprentice try his hand.This kind of inheritance technique is not good for outsiders to be present.Yin Shen also had no intention of spying on other people's Taoism, so he and Lu both went to visit Li Zimu's grandfather.

However, when going out, Yin Shen forgot to take his mobile phone. At this time, Yin Shen was standing at the door and had already put on his shoes. He was in the late stage of lazy cancer and wished that it would be great if the mobile phone could automatically fly to his hand, and then... The phone flew into his hand automatically.

"..."

Yin Shen began to rejoice that Ah Jie went down to wait for him first.

To be reasonable, to practice is to pay attention to the basic law, no matter how powerful the celestial master is, he will draw symbols out of thin air to get things. His wish comes true, and he never opened it before!

Full of doubts, he casually reached out to grab the remote control on the table, but the remote control... naturally did not fly over.

Why can't the remote control come over?Well, Yin Shen tapped on his phone, and finally shrugged. Anyway, he didn't feel anything physically, so let's go and see the painting first.

"Brother Yin, Brother Lu, you are here, my grandpa has been waiting for you for a long time!" Li Zimu was as lively as ever, and casually said why my grandpa has been waiting for you for a long time.

Yin Shen took off his shoes and said with a smile: "The traffic in the imperial capital is too congested, your brother and I want to fly over with Yujian!"

"..." Brother Yin, if you don't mention Yu Jian every day, do you feel uncomfortable all over!

Lu Jie nodded, deeply agreeing.

Li Zimu's grandfather is a well-known calligrapher in China. He is already at a level beyond his peers. Now he seldom writes. He only has a false name in the Calligraphy Association. Most of his apprentices are active.Yin Shen and Lu Jie were able to come to visit today, firstly because of Li Zimu's relationship, and secondly because of Lu Jie's handwriting.

Of course it's not the "Tao", but the one in which Lu Ji was favored by Mr. Jiang first.If it is true, Lu Jiexian didn't want to join the Calligraphy Association at first, but was snatched by Mr. Jiang when he saw it by accident.

"Little friend, come on, come on, I don't have any good tea here, sit down and talk!"

The two took the teacups very smoothly. The tea soup was clear and the color of the tea was good, so it was good tea. Yin Shen didn't speak, but nodded with a smile, and it was Lu Jie who spoke.

After drinking the tea, Yin Shen couldn't help looking at Lu Jie's sleeve.

He was already a little depressed, obviously he had dreamed of Ah Jie's dream for a whole year, but he only dreamed of Yin Shisan's dream for one day.Since then, there have been no dreams every night.

While Lu Jie was talking about calligraphy with Grandpa Li, Li Zimu poked Yin Shen and whispered, "Brother Yin, is the scroll you are holding in your hand going to give to my grandpa? Don't give it away, my grandpa." He stopped accepting gifts a long time ago, and he doesn't like others to give him gifts."

"..." Boy, have you ever seen a great calligrapher holding a scroll as a gift?At any rate, it should be packed in a decent box, okay? No matter how good things are, they need to be matched with "golden clothes".

He shook his head slightly: "No, I invite you and your grandfather to look at the painting."

After hearing this, Li Zimu couldn't understand even more. He was about to get closer when he saw his grandfather Yan Yan's eyes approaching with a smile. Please appreciate the painting."

Grandpa Li smiled: "Boy Lu also said it just now, so let's go over there and have a look."

The four of them moved to the study room, the nanny cleared the place on the coffee table, and then Yin Shen took the painting out of the transparent plastic case, which was packed by Li Chuan for him when he came out, and the packaging for New Year pictures sold in the shop :).

The picture scroll unfolds slowly on the coffee table, the generals are in the dust, the horses are galloping, and the yellow sand is long.

"This……"

Li Zimu was even more surprised. He took out a magnifying glass from his pocket, looked left and right, and finally couldn't help but say, "Brother Yin, where did you get this from! Why is it older than my family's!"

Hey, it's you who lasted longer!According to ordinary calligraphy dating, this painting should be a work of the middle and late Tang Dynasty, while the one exhibited at the Calligraphy Association is a work of the early Song Dynasty.

"Zimu, go get that painting!"

Grandpa Li was very excited, and even his hands trembled uncontrollably. He gently stroked the delicate texture of the painting, and said with a sob: "Mr. Yin, can this painting be sold to old people?"

Yin Shen neither nodded nor shook his head, and said respectfully: "To be honest, this painting is related to the life of my friend's father..."

At this very moment, Li Zimu came with the box in his arms, and the ancient paintings were slowly unfolding on the table, and two almost identical pictures of going out of the fortress were displayed in front of him, except for the one on the left with a few lines of short inscriptions.

"Old man, do you know this tiger talisman?"