Forced to follow the love line by the villain boss

Just like the previous two times, after Wen Rulan came to the dreamland, she was dragged by this strange man to play.

The other party always seemed to have weird places to play, and the first fireworks show was relatively normal, like yesterday's "roller" ride, and today's skiing, which somewhat broke through Wen Rulan's cognition.

For skiing, even if it is not on a man-made ski resort, it will be on a relatively gentle mountain range, but the mountain in front of you...

Wen Rulan looked at the majestic mountains, at the undulating ridge line that looked like a giant dragon lying on the ground, at the ridge that was so steep that it was almost at a right angle, and there were jagged rocks on the snow-covered mountain wall, he couldn't help but swallow I spit.

He couldn't believe it: "Skiing...here?"

Jun Mengze nodded his head as a matter of course: "Yes."

He dragged Wen Rulan up the mountain, urging him as he walked: "Hurry up, hurry up, before Lu Wu is not paying attention, let's sneak a few times in his dream."

Who is Lu Wu...Wen Rulan is completely at a loss.

But he didn't have time to ask, and he didn't have time to express his doubts about whether such a steep mountain could really be skied, he had already been taken to the top of the mountain by the man.

They came empty-handed and did not bring any ski equipment, but this did not bother Meng Zejun. He snapped his fingers, and the ice and snow on the top of the mountain began to condense, turning into hard and reliable skis.

Meng Zejun sat on it first, then pulled Wen Rulan in front of him, hugged him in the crook of his leg, and counted down the countdown with a smile in Wen Rulan's ear: "3, 2..."

"1!"

When the last number fell, Wen Rulan, who hadn't realized it yet, was engulfed by the gust of wind when she fell.

This snowboard made of ice and snow slid down from the top of the mountain, like a train with brake failure, it was speeding downward at an almost out-of-control speed.

Wen Rulan was so nervous that he even forgot to breathe, his heart was beating like a drum, because the mountain wall was densely covered with raised rocks, and the ski they were sitting on bumped straight into the rocks, as if they were going to be smashed to pieces in the next moment.

But before hitting the rocks, the man controlling the skis can always make the skis avoid the rocks blocking the way at an extremely deft angle. After passing successfully, there is no time to relax, and the next rock comes again.

They were sliding too fast, and the mountain wall was too steep. Every minute and every second, they seemed to be dancing face-to-face with death.

Wen Rulan had the feeling of fear that he had on the roller coaster yesterday again. He felt that his life was hanging by a thread, but the thread hanging from him seemed to be particularly strong. The man's arms held him tightly, as reliable as if he was in the wind and rain. Standing mountains and rivers in the middle of the world.

A man's excited voice came from beside his ear, Wen Rulan thought the game was thrilling and terrifying, but he only thought it was fun.

Wen Rulan still can't experience this kind of fun. The only thing he has improved is that he is no longer worried that he will die inexplicably in his dream like yesterday.

It's not that I'm not worried, it's just that I'm not that worried, after all... this person said he was there.

Words should be thin and weak, after all, it doesn't take much effort to lie.But... Maybe it's because no one has ever said such protective words to Wen Rulan, so he wants to trust the other party.

He grabbed the man's arm around his waist and entrusted his life to him.

The snow-capped mountain is very high, and they did not reach the bottom of the mountain after gliding at high speed for nearly 10 minutes.Wen Rulan didn't know the name of this mountain, but it was already the tallest mountain he had ever seen in his life, and it looked like the ancestor of thousands of mountains.

And in this majestic mountain range, the two of them, plus a ski, are like a green leaf that has just sprouted on a lush old tree, small and unobtrusive.

It should have been unnoticed, but Meng Zejun was a little carried away, he slid and slid, and couldn't help whistling.

It is taboo to make noise on the snowy mountain, the vibration of the sound may cause an avalanche, but his whistle did not cause an avalanche, but it caused something more unlucky than an avalanche.

In front of them was a rare flat low section, without any rocks or condensed ice edges blocking the road, they could pass unimpeded.

But on this area that should have been unimpeded, the snow suddenly started to move. They were like sand and gravel gathered together, and after condensing and growing, they rose from the ground.

Wen Rulan was stunned, because the ice and snow condensed into a giant hand that looked like a human being, and every knuckle was taller than an adult.

And such a huge hand was grabbing towards the two of them who were skiing.

A huge shadow covered them, as if they would be buried by ice and snow in the next second.

Wen Rulan didn't understand what was going on with this giant hand, whether it was an impromptu level made by this man with strange hobbies to increase the difficulty.

But soon, he understood from the man's frozen expression that it was not.

Meng Zejun's face has always been relaxed and casual, because the dream is under his control, but at this moment...

He muttered in a low voice: "No, he found out..."

Who discovered it?

Wen Rulan didn't have time to ask, because he also realized that something was wrong.His heart rose to his throat, and the man hugged him a little tighter, and at the same time reminded him in a deep voice: "Hold on firmly!"

After the words fell, the skis they were riding on suddenly began to accelerate.A part of the ice and snow in this dream was controlled by the dream owner, condensed into such a big giant hand, but the other part was controlled by Meng Zejun, which became the help for them to accelerate forward.

Each snowflake is like a tiny soldier pushing their skis forward and dodging.

They walked under the fingers of giant hands, fighting for the next second of breath in the suffocation buried by ice and snow.

Fortunately, although the giant hand is big, the bigger the thing, the more inflexible it is. They managed to escape from the giant hand.

The giant hand didn't chase it any more, it just crumbled into scattered snow and ice again. Wen Rulan turned his head and saw a tall, thin man's shadow in the snow all over the sky above the ridge.

He couldn't see the other person's face clearly, he could only see the vague outline, but this outline also revealed a bit of the other party's demeanor as cold as frost and snow.

Meng Zejun also turned his head back, and he smiled at the man and said, "Don't be angry, I'm leaving now!"

As he spoke, he snapped his fingers, and Wen Rulan felt a short period of stagnation in the air, and when they landed again, they had already left the snow-covered mountains and fell into the jungle full of fragrant grasses.

This is another dream.

The snowboard made of ice and snow melted, and Meng Zejun also put Wen Rulan down. He patted his shoulder and dusted off the snow that was stained on his body.

Wen Rulan watched his movements, and finally couldn't help asking the questions that she had held back for a long time after she was out of danger, such as what happened to the attack just now, and who is that man who looks like Shuangxue.

"That's Lu Wu." Meng Zejun took it for granted, as if he should know the other party just by saying the name Wen Rulan.

But Wen Rulan didn't know him at all, so he asked, "Who is Lu Wu?"

Meng Zejun raised his eyebrows, shook his head at the same time, and explained with a disgusted expression of "this kid has so little knowledge": "You don't even know the Kunlun Mountain God?"

He was only eight years old and had just entered elementary school, so how could he know about the God of Kunlun Mountain?Wen Rulan slandered inwardly, but he didn't bother with this naive man, and just continued to ask, "God?"

He repeated the word with some uncertainty, because gods should be illusory legends, imagined by human beings, how could there really be gods in the world?

Seeing Wen Rulan's suspicious expression, Mr. Mengze couldn't help but rubbed Wen Rulan's head, pursed his lips and said, "Of course there are gods, but gods are usually in the heavens and don't show up in front of people."

"The snow mountain we just went to is Kunlun Mountain. Lu Wu is the god of Kunlun Mountain. He guards the Tianzhu Kunlun all day long. In his dream, it also looks like Kunlun Mountain. I guess you have never seen the majesty of Kunlun Mountain, so I want to take you I secretly went skiing in his dream, but..." Meng Zejun spread his hands regretfully: "He found out."

Wen Rulan understood a little bit, the feeling was that the childish man in front of him trespassed on other people's territory, trespassing was not enough, and he was blatantly skiing on other people's mountains, but was discovered by his master and kicked out.

But he still doesn't understand, if that cold man is a mountain god, what about the one in front of him?

When this strange man faced Lu Wu's attack, his expression was a little stiff, but that stiffness was more like a guilty conscience of being found out for doing bad things, rather than worrying about his own safety.

This shows that the opponent has enough strength to retreat in front of the Kunlun Mountain God. Who is the opponent?

Wen Rulan had an answer in his heart, but to be more precise, he still wanted to ask.

"who are you?"

After three days of acquaintance, he finally asked the question that should have been asked when they first met.

"Me?" Jun Mengze was stunned for a moment, and he rewound his memory at the same time. After rewinding the tape, he found that...he really didn't seem to have introduced himself.

He had completely forgotten about it!

Fortunately, it is not too late to introduce.He cleared his throat and said, "The heaven is very big. In addition to the Kunlun pillar standing in the center, there are also seas distributed at the four poles. Between the pillar and the poles, in the northwest, there is a large Ze, named Mengze."

"In Mengze, there is a god who is in charge of dreams. He is called Mengze Jun, and that is me." Mengze Jun pointed at himself.

After finishing speaking, he crossed his arms and waited for Wen Rulan to look at him with admiration.

But Wen Rulan didn't show the expression he imagined, instead, there was a hint of disbelief on the face of the eight-year-old child.

Although this man's strength seems to be very strong, but the god... the other party's behavior style is completely different from the god Wen Rulan imagined. If I insist, Lu Wu's cold and solemn temperament is more like a god than a man Such childish and playful.

Maybe this man is just a monster living in a dream, pretending to be some kind of god.Wen Rulan guessed in her heart.

But he didn't speak out his thoughts, and he didn't question the man's words, but instead asked another question: "Then who is stronger, you or the mountain god?"

Meng Zejun showed a confident smile: "In the dream world, there will be no god or demon stronger than me."

Then why were you driven away by others?Wen Rulan didn't say anything, but his eyes seemed to say everything.

"Well..." Meng Zejun coughed twice guilty.Of course it was because he was unreasonable, and he was too embarrassed to fight Lu Wu.

God, we also want to save face.

Could it be that everyone is as thick-skinned as that fish in the North Sea?

Meng Zejun couldn't be so thick-faced, and because of Wen Rulan's questioning eyes, his guilt became more and more serious.

And the solution he thought of to solve this guilty conscience was not to admit his mistakes sincerely, but to choose to drive away this unlucky child who questioned him like most adults.

"You have to go to school tomorrow, stop here today, I'll take you back to sleep!" Meng Zejun made a decision while talking to himself.

In order to hide from the other party, Wen Rulan even stayed up all night with the eyes of pandas on her face. Now she can't wait to say goodbye to the other party in advance.

But he didn't seem to be as urgent as he thought. Instead, he curled his lips. At the same time, he couldn't help laughing.

He was sent back to his dream by Meng Zejun, and then fell into a deep sleep in his dream.

In fact, he didn't sleep very well. He was young, but he always had nightmares, like the nightmare of being beaten by Wen Hongyan, the nightmare of being chased and bitten by vicious dogs, or the nightmare full of the mean and cold eyes of Wen's father and mother. .

These nightmares haunted him until he found a way to master them.And after he controlled the dream, it was still a nightmare, but a controllable nightmare.

Before he had time to do anything in this controllable nightmare, this man who called himself Meng Zejun came and took him running around in the dream for the past three days. disappeared.

But at this moment, he returned to his dream again, relaxed his consciousness and fell asleep in the dream, and those nightmares came to him again.

He slept a little restlessly, tossing and turning restlessly on the bed in his bedroom.

But in the haze, he seemed to feel a soft and warm force again, comforting him and dispelling the gloom.

He slept soundly all night, after waking up, Wen Rulan yawned.

He recalled the experience of last night, and recalled the appearance of the man eagerly driving him away because of guilty conscience, a smile could not help but hang on the corner of his mouth.He maintained this smile from the moment he got up, until he finished washing and went downstairs, carrying his schoolbag and getting ready to go to school, it didn't disappear.

It's just...he met someone unexpected in the living room again.

He only saw Father Wen yesterday, and today he also saw Mother Wen and Wen Hongyan. The three of them were sitting on the sofa with the same haggard faces and dark circles under their eyes.

And this haggardness was stronger than yesterday, Wen Hongyan held Mother Wen's arm tightly, and looked around anxiously, as if he was afraid of something.

Wen Rulan was stunned for a moment, he didn't understand, he only touched the dreams of the three three nights ago, and he didn't do anything after that, he didn't have time to care about them at all.

But the increasingly serious dark circles on the faces of the three people showed that they hadn't slept well in the past three days.

what's going on?

After thinking for a while, Wen Rulan had a guess.

The smile on the corner of his mouth became even higher, because he knew that someone was standing up for him.

But he couldn't show his happiness in front of these three people. He lowered his head when passing by the living room, greeted them politely and distantly as usual, and prepared to leave.

While leaving the sight of these three people, a smile appeared on his face again, until he saw the car parked at the door of his villa.

Wen Rulan's smile disappeared, not because of the car, but because the person who got on and off the car was a Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe with a long white beard.

The Taoist priest wore hair and held Buddha dust in his hand. The housekeeper of Wen's house led the way in front of him, but he didn't enter the house immediately, but pinched his fingers and calculated something around Wen's house.

He was chattering, and seemed to have a very profound cultivation base.

Wen Rulan's heart skipped a beat. Although the man said that he was a god and the god in charge of dreams, Wen Rulan still didn't believe it. He thought the other party was a powerful monster.

But this strong... He has no idea. The thousand-year-old snake demon on TV was subdued by a monk at once. The monsters seem to be afraid of these monks and Taoists, no matter how strong they are.

The monster in his dream...wouldn't have been discovered and taken away by this Taoist priest?

Wen Rulan panicked a little.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-08-0721:23:35~2020-08-0901:20:45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 summer bug;

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Wenye Zhitai, So Because, Country Orange Cat, Tangying Mengying, Yanzi Doesn’t Make Chu Today, Qin’a Wine, and Bilu 1;

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