Yan ghost

"How do you distinguish between the dreamer and the dreamer?" Xiang Yan asked a question while holding the stove.The students present are in disarray, some are pretending to be meditating, some are yawning.

Jing Qi said: "The people in the dream are born from the memory of the dreamer, and they intend to be real. They will even highlight their reality by fighting against the wishes of the dreamer."

Feng Zhu said: "If a student attracts someone else's dream, there must be a motive, either to seek the truth, or to change the dreamer's will."

Jing Qi added: "In contrast, although the dreamers have their own motives on the surface, they are all to make the dreamer feel real. The dreamer is the shadow of the dreamer, and the dreamer does not know that he is in the dream. , the person in the dream does not know that he is the person in the dream. If he realizes that it is a dream, the dream will end."

Xiang Yan then asked: "Does the dreamer wake up when he realizes that he is in a dream?"

Jing Qi replied: "I have had the experience of not waking up because I had a strong desire to stay in the dream. And I often regret waking up when I am about to fulfill my unfulfilled wish in reality. And Sometimes it's the extreme fear that makes me have to wake myself up."

Feng Zhu also said: "In this way, before the dreamer achieves his goal, he cannot make the dreamer wake up. He can neither make the dreamer suspect that this is a dream, nor make the dreamer feel fear, nor can he easily realize the dream that has never been achieved before. long-cherished wish."

Xiang Yan asked again: "Back to my original question, if a dreamer and a dreamer appear in your dream at the same time, how would you distinguish them?"

Feng Zhu said: "From the perspective of behavior and motivation, it may be difficult, and the two may be extremely similar."

Xiang Yan said, "Is it possible that the dream-introducer can't be touched?"

Feng Zhu nodded and said: "If the dreamer has a firm mind, he should be able to appear and transform freely without being limited by the common sense in the dream." Jing Qi said: "It's just that if the person in the dream is a ghost, you can't touch it, and you still can't tell it apart. .”

Xiang Yan sighed softly.

Feng Zhu asked: "Why did the teacher suddenly become interested in the art of attracting dreams?" Xiang Yan said: "It's nothing, I just think that attracting dreams and Yanshu are both techniques of creation, and there are quite similarities, so I wonder if there is anything I can learn from them. place."

Someone from outside brought in two boxes of things.Xiang Yan got up to look, and the students all cheered up and followed them out.

The students opened the box and exclaimed in surprise, "It's all strings!"

Jing Qi was curious, so he stretched out his hand to twist it, but with an oops, he put his finger in his mouth and said angrily, "Why is it so sharp?" Xiang Yan patted Jing Qi's shoulder and said, "Be careful, this is Kunwusi, can you use it?" Cracked bones."

"Kunwu silk is extremely thin and tough, but it is the best material for making wooden armor." Feng Zhu watched from the sidelines.

Xiang Yan took out a pair of string scissors and said with a smile, "Try this." A few students grabbed the string scissors and tried, but they really couldn't stop cutting.Jing Qi poked his head aside, not daring to touch it again.

Feng Zhu asked: "These two boxes of strings are very valuable, where did the teacher get them?"

Xiang Daoyan: "A while ago I showed the mechas to the civil and military officials in the court. Your Majesty was very happy and said that the frontier fortress should use the best materials, so he allocated a large sum of money to buy them. These two boxes are just enough Come out, your majesty will give it to me. You must take good care of such a precious thing." Feng Zhu replied yes.

Someone from behind asked, "What did the Son of Heaven send again?"

Xiang Yan turned around happily, and said to Shi Ting: "It's just two boxes of Kunwu silk." He thought the students were noisy, so he dragged Shi Ting to a quiet place to talk.

Shi Ting said with his hands behind his back: "I also put a lot of effort into that batch of mechas. He rewards this kind of thing, so people don't get any benefit." Xiang Yan bumped Shi Ting and said: "My lord, you have high vision Ah, what can you give to catch your eyes?"

"Don't think that you can push back the gift by saying things from my point of view."

"Didn't I ask you what you want? It's because you always say that you have everything, and you don't want anything. I didn't expect you to secretly hold grudges in your heart."

"Of course you have to think about the gift yourself, there's no reason to ask."

"It's not fair. If you were to give me a gift, it would be a good choice."

Xiang Yan sighed, and suddenly realized that the two of them had such a casual relationship now.Unfortunately, happiness is always fleeting.

"Are there any arrangements at home for the Shangyuan Festival?" Xiang Yan asked with his head bowed.

"What are you asking for?"

"If not, we can go to the temple fair together."

"You have a student with a wooden armor, and you still want to ask me out?" Shi Ting secretly smiled.

Xiang Yan didn't answer, took out a map and said, "Look, this is the exhibition for this year's capital city. There are many Yanshi participating in making lanterns, so it should be very interesting."

"Then you choose a place. When the time comes, you throw the students away and we meet there." Shi Ting didn't look at the map, but only looked at Xiang Yan.

"Let's decide in this blessed place of Langhuan. The guild's works must be exquisite." Xiang Yan said, with a hint of sadness in his brows.

On the Lantern Festival, a group of students and wooden armor set out from Xiang's house and took to the streets.

Jing Qi said, "Teacher, it's very different today." Xiang Yu also said, "That's right, I only see you wearing black all year round. Are you newly bought?"

"What's new? I bought it last year, and it's just at the bottom of the box." After Xiang Yan finished speaking, he looked back at Feng Zhu, who smiled faintly.

Seeing that this person was preoccupied, he leaned closer and said in a low voice, "If you lose it, you lose it. It's a grand event in Yuan Dynasty. It's not worth worrying about such things. It's better to have fun with everyone."

"But that's Kunwusi..."

"Then what's the matter? The warehouse is full of things. The thief didn't take anything but Kunwu silk. He's obviously an expert. It's a good thing if you steal to make dolls for some powerful Yanshi."

Feng Zhu shook his head and said, "Teacher comforts me like this, which makes me feel even more sorry."

Xiang Yan patted Feng Zhu on the back, pointed and said, "Look, there are lantern riddles!"

Everyone ran forward to solve the riddles.Xiang Yan and the students struggled for a long time before breaking away and leaving.

In front of Langhuan Blessed Land, there are huge crowds of people.The festive installation was really beautiful, but the familiar figure in front of him made Xiang Yan unable to watch it quietly.

Shi Ting raised his head, looking at his Chi ceremony lamp.He stepped forward to pat it, Shi Ting turned his head, and he chuckled.Tonight's Shiting changed Zhang Xile's noodles according to the occasion, without any violation of harmony.

When Shi Ting saw Yan Xiao, he remained motionless for a long time, and no one could see his expression behind the mask.

There was a lot of singing and dancing around, Shi Ting lowered his head and leaned closer to Yan, and whispered in his ear: "It's the first time I see you dressing up, you really depend on your clothes."

"..."

"Where do you want to go next?"

Xiang Yan lowered his eyes and said, "Float. Let's see the float." Sadness came from it.

He followed Shi Ting, all the way through the crowd.Although there are many people tonight, Shi Ting is also very conspicuous in the crowd, and many women pass by will take a double look.Xiang Yan wondered whether he had more people watching when he was wearing a mask, or more people were watching when he was not wearing a mask.

Shi Ting said: "It's always a slow chase like this, let's go to the next point and wait." Xiang Yan took out the map, and was about to find the next point, when Shi Ting suddenly pulled his hand, and the two crossed the float.

An uncontrollable heat gushed out of his heart, and he really wanted to respond, but he held back.He must follow the script and not make any mistakes.

The two came to the deep alley and let go of their hands to Yan.Shi Ting asked strangely: "What's wrong? There are so many people, they will get lost."

"Will not."

"With your head, you can't see it when you turn around." Shi Ting raised his hand to touch Yan's head, but Xiang Yan avoided it.

Xiang Yan whispered: "I can see you, so you won't get separated." Shi Ting snorted, approached slowly, took out something from his waist and kept it in his palm.

At this moment, there was a burst of explosions on the street behind him, and Xiang Yan was knocked down by the airflow, and lay on top of Shi Ting.

The riots began.

A giant jade rabbit dangled outside the alley.The sound of the music turned sharply, and the more it played, the weirder it became, and the parade wooden armor swayed wildly.The people were frightened, crowded to the side of the road, and rushed into the alley.

When they returned to the main street, they saw the sky full of low-floating lanterns burning one after another.In addition to the jade rabbit, there are five or six wooden armors that have become gigantic.Mujia didn't follow the team at first, and trampled on people and buildings everywhere.

Xiang Yan ordered several wooden armors in the family to stop the giant wooden armors.But once the huge Huamujia is attacked, it absorbs the resentment in the float team and grows bigger.

Shi Ting said: "It seems useless to attack by force. We have to find the envoys behind the scenes." Xiang Yan said: "The float team has the most resentment, and the envoys must be nearby."

The two ran and observed passers-by and rooftops.Xiang Yan suddenly stopped, pointing to a puppet stage in the float, the puppet on the stage was still performing.

"Isn't it too normal there?" Xiang Yan released the wooden armor Qiongqi in his sleeve, and the puppets attacked instantly.The canopy of the stage flew up, and the puppeteer appeared.

Shi Ting jumps on the float and joins Qiong Qi in dealing with the puppet master.One by one, the little puppets jumped onto the roofs on both sides.The parade continued to move forward, and the puppet master suddenly fell from the Taichung office.

The next moment, Qiongqi on the stage was cut into several sections, and the cuts were smooth.

"Quick retreat!" Xiang Yan shouted.

When Shi Ting turned his head, he saw dozens of blood-stained strings looming.He kicked off the stage and quickly backed away.Two rows of puppets ran at top speed on the roof, and caught Shi Ting with a net.

"Uh-"

The strings are embedded in the flesh, like moths on a spider's web, unable to break free.Xiang Yan jumped on the float and took out the string cutters, but this time he didn't cut the strings, but stabbed into his heart in reverse.

"What are you doing!" Shi Ting didn't have the strength to stop him.

Xiang Yan pulled out the scissors and threw them down the tunnel, "Don't ask...wait a minute...follow me..." His hands were trembling, and the pain was real.

Two rows of puppets stepped on other parade wooden armors, jumped to the opposite roof, and the strings were gathered.Seeing that Xiang Yan was about to be arrested, Shi Ting still hugged him to block all strings.

The screams of passers-by were drowned out by the loud drumming.The puppet master stood by the side of the road, smiling as he watched the floats parade the people on both sides with bloody bodies.

Xiang Yan moved in Shi Ting's arms, and pushed back Shi Ting's mask.Shiting cried out in pain, and his clothes became even more wet.

"Your Highness, let's go..."

Shi Ting lowered his eyes and didn't move anymore.In an instant, the soul flew out, was cut into pieces by the string, and scattered into several pieces.Xiang Yan panicked and touched Mo Yu Ninghun on Shi Ting's waist.

But accidentally, Mo Yu fell to the ground.

He watched Yu get farther and farther away from the moving float, so he forcibly condensed his soul, and finally exhausted the last bit of strength.

Xiang Yan opened his eyes, feeling a dull pain in his chest.The shadow of the tree above his head swayed, printed on a neat row of small tombs in front of him.The tree was dead, and the gray fairies had settled down properly, and the fairy boy who was talking to him just now was compacting the mound.

The gray fairies around him were still sleeping peacefully.There was another person sitting beside him, who slowly opened his eyes.

"I told you, he is the man of your dreams, you can't take him away."

"The more you say that, the more unbelievable it is."

Fu Xing stopped talking.

Xiang Yan said: "The timing is wrong. I can't condense my soul for him after I die. Without condensing my soul, my soul can't be brought out."

He thought for a while, then shook his head and denied: "Maybe I shouldn't have died at that time. I deliberately tampered with the past to end the dream. So just wait until I die, and then bring out his soul. It's that simple Why didn't I think of the method at the beginning, I really can't act too hastily."

"If you really think so, just try."

Xiang Yan ignored the cold water poured on Fu Xing, turned over and closed his eyes.