I open the underworld canteen to continue my life

After the canteen closed, all the guests left one after another, and Si Nanxing also got under the covers.

Pluto also went back and said to give him a dream tonight.

According to him, there is a magical figure named "Menghun Lord" among the ten kings of the underworld. If the ghost has profound merits, it can be allowed to pass through Menghun Lord to give a dream to the family members who are still in the world.

Although Pluto himself is a peerless culprit, he still has merit. It is said that to become a semi-sage, a pillar of merit will be erected between the heaven and the earth, implying that he will inherit the fate of the heaven and earth with his body. .

When talking about this, Pluto had a slight displeasure on his face: "I originally thought that the Heavenly Emperor and I would bear half of the burden of the world, but in the end, he, the half-sage, was mixed with water, and I picked it all by myself." Most of the time, tsk, I always feel that I have been taken advantage of."

Si Nanxing lay down on the bed, pulled back the quilt, and cleared his throat: "Mr. Zhuyou, you really want to stay by my bed."

He turned slightly to the side, and Mr. Zhuyou was sitting at the desk in his room, holding a bound notebook in his hand, and it seemed that there were always endless documents.

Lord Zhuyou raised his head when he heard the words, and replied: "Yes."

He lowered his head again.

Si Nanxing couldn't help turning over on the bed. He felt that with his relationship with Mr. Zhuyou, it would be a little inappropriate for this lonely man and widow to live in the same room, especially if there were a group of people living downstairs, he should know When you know what you shouldn't know, and you monsters who know everything.

But Zhu Youjun's attitude was too calm, and Si Nanxing felt that he was the one who thought too much.

Si Nanxing sighed faintly, Zhu Youjun held the book tightly, rubbed his temples and turned around helplessly: "Didn't I explain everything to you?"

"Demons are prone to be born in dreams, and evil spirits follow you like a shadow, and your methods are cunning. I am here to help you, and I can guarantee you that no accidents will occur."

"There is an enchantment in your room. If I don't come in early, it will take some effort to save you later."

"I know, I know." Si Nanxing nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, then his expression changed, and he wanted to cry like a person in a TV drama, "It's just his innocence..."

Lord Zhuyou stared at him.

Si Nanxing slowly restrained his expression, and smiled sarcastically: "Isn't it funny?"

"Mr. Zhuyou, if you don't even smile at a time like this, I will be a little embarrassed."

"I think you are very comfortable." Zhu Youjun frowned slightly, stood beside his bed, staring at him deeply, "I don't know what Pluto is thinking, if I think according to what I think, I won't be here right now." It will let you enter a place like previous dust and fantasy."

"You have to remember that no matter how much you miss the dream, the person in the dream is living the life you yearn for, but it is just a dream, and you will wake up sooner or later."

He seemed to be really uneasy, his eyes flickered slightly and he lowered his eyes, "...In this life, there must be someone you can't bear to part with."

Si Nanxing raised his head, hesitatingly stretched out his hand, originally wanted to shake his hand lightly, but felt that this action seemed too ambiguous, so he deliberately changed hands in a foolish way, held his hand with both hands, and shook it enthusiastically :"knew!"

"I remember that Lord Zhuyou is waiting for me here!"

Regardless of his exaggerated posture, Mr. Zhu You clenched his wrist with his backhand and stared at him condescendingly: "You better remember."

Si Nanxing's expression froze unexpectedly, his breathing was slightly stagnant, and he raised his hand in bewilderment and didn't draw it back.

He thought, monsters and humans are indeed somewhat culturally different, a normal person should know how to change the topic at this time, or just go along with his words to fool around, Zhu Youjun is indeed a solid piece of wood, even his heart is solid.

An undisguised sincerity was held in front of his eyes, and he didn't know how to respond.

Si Nanxing lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "I see, I will be back."

Only then did Zhu Youjun slowly let go of his hand, and his expression did not loosen: "You'd better really remember."

Seeing his stinky face, Si Nanxing couldn't help laughing: "I remember."

He got under the quilt, closed his eyes, and listened to Zhuyoujun's steps with his ears open—he seemed to be standing beside his bed, and the quilt separated Zhuyoujun's sight and Sinan The heartbeat of the star is extraordinarily noisy.

He reached out to cover his heart, trying to calm it down in this way.He closed his eyes and let out a slow breath, condemning himself in his heart, Sinanxing, Sinanxing, how dare you think about such a thing with your fragile heart, you really don't know how to live or die.

He thought that he was full of thoughts anyway, and it would not be so smooth to enter the dream, but not long after he closed his eyes, he felt that his consciousness was lightly lifted to the sky, as if he was drawn into a dream by something.

"Little boss, I've been waiting for a long time."

Si Nanxing opened his eyes, and the surroundings were so dark that he couldn't see clearly. The atmosphere was gloomy, which was very in line with the appearance style of everyone in the underworld.

There was a graceful girl in white clothes standing in front of him. If you looked carefully, you would find that the white clothes were blood-stained mourning clothes, and there was a bloody mark on the white hat on her head, like a bird standing upright. Unfortunately, the half-opened and half-closed eyes are vertical, which makes Si Nanxing feel very awkward because of their asymmetry.

He stared at the imprint on her head for a while, then nodded politely to her: "Is it...Menghun Lord? My brother asked you to entrust Menghun to come here, right?"

Mr. Menghun couldn't help but look at him more, the eyeballs on the pale hat seemed to move, and Si Nanxing seemed to be dazzled for a moment, seeing those eyes blinking.

This mortal is really as big-hearted as the rumors say, but just after meeting Pluto, he called "my brother" very smoothly.

Menghun Jun looked at him in his heart, turned sideways, and led him forward, explaining to him the things he needs to pay attention to after falling asleep.

"You enter the dream, don't go too far. If you go all the way to the edge of the dream, you will fall into the gap of the dream if you are not careful. It may not be impossible to save it, but... most likely you will suffer from the evil spirit entering the body."

Si Nanxing nodded obediently.

"If you want to leave, you just need to call my name." She reached out her hand, and found out from nowhere a white paper lantern with the word "Dian" written on it, and handed it to Si Nanxing, "Take it, but Don't drop it."

"At that time, wherever the wind blows the lantern, you can go there, and I will wait for you at the entrance."

Si Nanxing looked at the unlucky-looking lantern in his hand, and sincerely suggested: "Times are changing, can our form of dreaming keep pace with the times, I think it's better to change the flashlight."

Menghun Jun was silent for a while, then pretended not to hear his words, and then confessed: "When you leave, be careful, your thoughts and fears will keep you in your dreams. "

Si Nanxing was about to open his mouth, but Menghun Lord didn't give him a chance to speak. With a wave of his long sleeves, his body flew up lightly, heading all the way to the depths of the dark dreamland.

Si Nanxing narrowed his eyes, and when the sky suddenly broke and the light came back again, he was already standing on a hilltop.

The sunlight was really venomous, Si Nanxing didn't expect that he was so fragile in his dream, so he had to walk a few steps forward and stood under the shade of a tree.

It is said to be the shade of a tree, but in fact it can’t block much sun. The crumpled branches of this tree are black and thin, as if they have been burned for a round, and I don’t know if they are dead. higher.

Si Nanxing looked around, and suddenly heard a boy's shout from a distance: "Xingnan—brother—he's there!"

"Here." He turned his head, and there were actually a few very inconspicuous dwellings in the shade over there. Although they were crudely visible to the naked eye, there were already prototypes of houses, and the roofs were painted with yellow mud that was the same color as the land. Looking over, there was no one in sight.

A lanky young man came out of the room--himself.

Or rather, himself a long, long time ago.

Si Nanxing stood there, wearing a modern pajamas, not to mention how eye-catching, anyway, he couldn't ignore it at a glance, but the other party seemed to have not seen him at all, and only followed the place where the sound came from.

Si Nanxing stared at him intently, he moved slowly, holding a bone spear in his hand, but it seemed to be used as a crutch, with a sick face, he looked a little weaker than he is now.

The person just now seemed to call him "Xingnan".

"Start with Xingnan and focus on Southern Xing. It's just a trick that Tiandao always likes to use."

Si Nanxing turned his head, and Pluto was standing behind him, with nostalgic eyes, watching Xingnan walking all the way towards the bushes.

He walked forward unprepared, the bushes behind him trembled, and a young figure leaped out, imitating the roar of a wild beast.

Xingnan turned around abruptly, but the young man walked right past him - he was already a ghost, and judging from his appearance, he was the famous and vicious Pluto next to him.

Xingnan was taken aback, covered his mouth and coughed twice, the young Pluto rushed up: "Brother! Are you okay!"

Xing Nan followed suit and waved his hands helplessly.

Si Nanxing turned his head and glanced at Pluto beside him, quite speechless: "You are not afraid that this scare will send your brother away."

Pluto touched his nose in embarrassment: "Cough, I was young and ignorant at that time."

Si Nanxing took a few steps forward, wanting to hear what they were saying up close.

Xingnan, who had finally recovered, let out a long sigh: "Yin Bei, where have you been acting wild again?"

Si Nanxing heard this sentence clearly: "So we don't have the same surname."

Pluto nodded: "At that time, there was no such thing as a surname. Our tribe was called 'Si'. The names of you and me were given by the ancestors."

"At this time, there is no underworld, and there is no Pluto. I am just a little ghost who has just died and roamed around the world. In this era, there is no distinction between humans and ghosts, and the line between life and death is blurred..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Yin Bei ask, "Brother, how are you feeling today? Are you dying?"

Si Nanxing was speechless, turned his head and gave him a thumbs up: "Brother, you are so good at talking."

Pluto tried to explain: "Hey, when I saw you sick at that time, I really thought it would be better to be a ghost after death! I didn't understand it at the time, I just felt that you were running lightly and fast when you were dead, except for the occasional thought of being hungry. It's no big deal."

"Anyway, at that time, most of the living people couldn't eat enough."

"Soon." Xingnan was not angry because of his words, but smiled slightly, looked up at the sky, "soon."

The author has something to say: When I write "Evil Demons Enter the Body", I always feel that this word seems to be a bit color, tsk, I am not right _(:з”∠)_

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