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It's late at night and the stars are everywhere.

After the curfew, there were crying from time to time. Wang Liu, who was half asleep and half awake, gradually fell asleep as he heard the crying.

In his dream, he seemed to be back in the past.

Before I remembered, my father had already gone out to spread the word, leaving only the mother and the mother to depend on each other, but the world is difficult, and there is no way to live for orphans and widows?

After his father left for eighty or nine years, he had no news, and his family's foundation was deceived by others by various means. As a last resort, he was sent to a tavern by his mother as an apprentice.

That was the beginning of his decades of nightmare.

Craftsmanship is the basis for establishing one's life. It is not easy to learn people's abilities?

He was able to make a lot of compliment, but he still couldn't avoid all kinds of beatings and scoldings.

If only that was the case, he would have endured it.

But the ugly life was that chef who was in his fifties and had not yet married had already distorted his mentality and turned him...

He still remembered that he went home crying and shouting, but was still humbly sent back by his mother...

"Mom, do you think the child can't stand the beating and scolding..."

In his sleep, Wang Liu was already crying.

Awakened from the dream, he still burst into tears. In the tears, he seemed to see his mother who had been dead for many days.

She shed tears:

"Mom, I don't know if you have suffered such grievances. It's my fault, my fault..."

"Mom, your daughter-in-law is carrying the child on her back, outside, outside..."

The mother and son hugged their heads and cried bitterly.

Outside the paper window, in the bright moonlight, under the locust tree, Yang Yu was watching quietly.

Wang Li, who died, still missed his son, but Wang Liu, who was in great pain, had actually forgiven me for being too old, otherwise he would not have moved back to the old yard alone.

"Is this a dream?"

The ghost baby looked at him curiously.

There are many folk legends about ghosts urging dreams, but in fact, most ghosts and souls are impossible to do.

Souls and ghosts and people are like water and fire. If they forcefully approach each other, they will only suffer losses.

Yang Yu ignored him and focused on maintaining Wang Li's dream, while others were trying to sense the new "ingredients".

After reaching his current state, he can do many things that seem incredible to ordinary people at will.

The same is true for dreams.

If we say that the unity of man and nature is to find the context and frequency that fits oneself in the vast world with our own spirit.

Dreaming means the spirit of the two people, which resonates at a certain level.

The fundamental principle is the "soul-capturing technique", "soul-shifting technique" and "charming technique" in the world.

"Let's go."

At some point, Yang Yu turned around.

"Master, this locust tree is buried not just gold bracelets, but the ox head's Taoist fruit may..."

Yu Yang paused, his sleeves were wide open, and he rolled the ghost baby back:

"You and I can't afford the ritual of the bullhead..."
Chapter completed!