The mourning hall is solemn and solemn, and there are endless people coming to pay their respects.

After all, the Qin family has a great career and is also an existence that cannot be underestimated in the prosperous and prosperous Chenzhou. It is naturally impossible for people to be missing for the wedding and white events.

There were a large number of monks and Taoists chanting scriptures. No matter what their relatives and friends who came to pay tribute were thinking, their faces were solemn at this moment. The large amount of white paper money outside the mourning hall seemed to be blown up and down by the wind. In the mourning hall, the Qin family, who were standing or kneeling, were crying.

Qin Ji stood at a loss in the corner of the mourning hall, her face turned pale, her shoulders, hands and feet, and her whole body was shaking slightly. This was the scene she was most afraid of, but it spread in front of her in such a real moment.

In this moment, she defeated her already fragile soul and made her be involved without any resistance, and she could not even think normally.

Even though I knew that this was all fake, I couldn't go back a few months ago at once, and I was just visiting Ouyang Mansion with my benefactors at night. These are all doubtful things...

——However, humans are emotional creatures after all. When emotions that have been suppressed for a long time burst out, they will directly crush reason.

"...I can't be his wife until my husband dies. You can be assured that my name will always be just a concubine..."

A cold voice came, full of spicy sarcasm.

Qin Ji looked subconsciously and saw a woman with makeup on her forehead, hair tied up with a high bun, a wide-sleeved shirt on her back, and a pomegranate skirt on the floor, and a pomegranate skirt on her back, not knowing when she appeared, standing not far away, just looking at herself.

She suddenly felt panic and anxious, and instinctively defended herself: "No... I haven't thought so..."

"No matter what you think, in the hearts of my husband and parents-in-law, I am a hundred and a thousand times better than your wife! If my husband hadn't been so kind and had a little old love, how could it be your turn to be the wife today!"

The woman smiled sarcastically, her tone becoming more and more bitter.

“…”

“…”

Qin Ji's face turned pale. She had heard this on the Thousand Buddha Pagoda once before, but now she still felt so harsh, but she couldn't refute it. Instead, she subconsciously felt that the other party was actually right.

In fact, she had long "teared" herself into two people, one was accused herself and the other was accused herself. She felt that everything was her fault, and blamed the whole tragedy on her own reasons, which turned into anger and resentment towards herself, and even continued to attack herself.

It's all my fault...

It's all bad for me...

If I had not acted impulse at the beginning and continued to think of other ways with my husband, many things might have been different...

If he had not left the book in anger and left for four years without hesitation, perhaps he would not have died. Even if he could make up his mind earlier and come back a few months earlier, it might have been a different landscape...

Under this emotion, her fists were tightly clenched, her knuckles were so hard that they turned pale, and she felt bleeding in her heart, as if the wound that had not healed was cruelly torn apart again.

Jiang's sarcasm is still ringing, or it is caused by Qin Ji's tendency to attack herself. In fact, it is not Jiang who is scolding her, but her own heart is accusing herself, and this is a scene presented.

The mourning hall is full of sadness.

Some people were choking and talking, while some were white-haired old people were crying loudly, full of sadness that white-haired people gave black-haired people.

But they seemed to have not noticed at all. The two women in the corner, or turned a blind eye, turned a blind eye, and directly ignored the past, as if Qin Ji and Jiang were in another space completely different from them.

The monk's chanting scriptures, the sound of sobs and mourning, and all kinds of sounds seemed to be just a simple background like this mourning hall.

Qin Ji also seemed to be unaware of it. She just lowered her head, her face turned pale, her mind was blank, and she silently endured the bitter accusations and felt this heartbreaking pain.

"... During my husband's lifetime, I served him day and night, boiled medicine and dressed for him, and he treated me as a treasure..."

"... The husband and wife are united and connected. Even if... even if his illness can no longer be cured, in just a few months, isn't it like a fairy couple..."

"...why? Don't you like to listen? Don't you like to listen to how my husband and I are loving? That's right, you left him for four years! It's not four days, four months, four years! Why do you have the face to come here now? I don't think my husband will want to see you again..."

She felt that all the movements around her were gone, she was sinking into the darkness that could devour everything, and Jiang's spicy duties came from the distant horizon.

Slowly, it seemed that even her consciousness began to blur. When she was about to completely sink into the boundless darkness, a gentle voice suddenly came to light.

"The dream shadow, fog and flowers are all in the void. Because of the confusion of thoughts, I will follow the dust. It is better to - everything scatter!"

At the same time, it was just a moment of effort. A strange force seemed to come from the distant sky, like a gentle moonlight illuminating the earth covered by darkness, directly dispelling this scene full of confusion and emptiness, as well as negative emotions such as sorrow, pain, loneliness, helplessness, etc.

The mourning hall, the crying sound, the Jiang family, all the scenes of all these disappeared into the suddenly broken space.

“…”

“…”

Qin Ji raised her head blankly and found herself standing in a vain and deep state, as if various colors were constantly flowing and changing, like a space like a mirror of Wanhua.

Not far ahead, a beautiful girl wearing a blue and purple gauze dress and picturesque eyebrows staring at her. The brightness and a little cold and dreamy temperament is really too impressive.

Qin Ji subconsciously blurted out: "Miss Liu? Is it you?"

"It's me, Sister Qin Ji... It seems that it has succeeded. The unknown dream that has brought us into is chaotic and chaotic, and it can be said to be full of atmosphere. It took me a lot of effort to find your place."

Liu Mengli exhaled gently, as if she was relieved, and said softly with a smile—

"The dreamer's divine will is beyond imagination. Compared with it, the soul of ordinary people is like fighting against the bright moon in the sky with the light of fireflies... Fortunately, he does not seem to target us deliberately, so he can give me room to perform."

"So that's it, is this a dream... Wait, what kind of person's dream have we entered? When is it..."

Qin Ji's mental state was very bad. The incident just now had a great secondary impact on her, which made her feel very depressed, so she was a little slow to react. After a few breaths of consciousness, she realized that she had reacted.

She was immediately shocked. If she had broken into some legendary mysterious formation and was fascinated by her heart and didn't know it, then this would be easy to understand...

But the fairy-like girl in front of her said that someone actually dreamed, and her divine intention was extremely powerful, so she naturally diverged and got involved in her dreams?!

What happened just now? Could it be that the dreamer even knew the most feared thing in her heart, or that when she was involved, she had completely seen through all her secrets?

"It's not the case. Although we are involved in that person's dream, it is equivalent to dreaming ourselves in his dream, but just dreaming in a larger dream..."

Liu Mengli explained softly that although she did not know the specific rules of this dream field, she could still be sure of such things.

"In other words, it was actually me just now..." Qin Ji's face changed, but then she smiled bitterly and shook her head repeatedly, feeling a little relieved.

But the next moment, she seemed to think of something, subconsciously looking at the beautiful girl like a dream in front of her: "Wait, if that's what I mean, why do you... you...unaffected?"

“…”

“…”

Liu Mengli smiled and said nothing, just staring at her quietly.

"I'm sorry, I took the liberty..."

Qin Ji woke up and found that she was in a completely disarray now. She didn't look like the sassy female hero who had been walking in the world and was happy to revenge. She sighed long, calmed down and looked at the dark and deep void around her, and asked:

“What should we do next?”

"If Sister Qin Ji has no objection, we can first look for other people's dreams, meet with everyone, and then discuss other things."

The girl thought and said, proposing her own opinion—

"I can vaguely feel where they are, but this dream is far more than that, it is vast and boundless, and it seems to include countless dreams in dreams..."

She said, waving her hand gently, and suddenly something strange changed around her.

It seems like the rotation of a kaleidoscope, it will constantly combine different patterns, and you can vaguely see clouds and mists dissipate, revealing the colorful worlds behind it.

In the deepest part of the uncertain and illusory depth, there are countless bright spots like stars, some are dim and some are bright. They are countless lingering memories and countless wishes, just like a feeling of peeping into the dreams of countless people—

There are scholars who study hard in the window and add fragrance to their red sleeves...

People in the world with sword lights and sword shadows, deep aura and circling evil spirits...

There is also the sunset that is extremely beautiful, but the lament, regret and fear of the drought-drowning people near the dusk...

Just a glance, Qin Ji saw many scenes that made her look dazzled, and couldn't help but say in surprise: "This is..."

"It's a dream...the dream of many people." Liu Mengli said softly, staring at this scene, with a bright light flowing in her eyes, "This number is probably the people in the entire Chenzhou, and all the dreams are connected..."

"What?!" Qin Ji was also shocked, "In other words, someone really wants to harm the people in Chenzhou?"

"It shouldn't be that dreams are not just nightmares, but also beautiful dreams or dull dreams. Moreover, we are caught in when we are awake, and we still think we are trapped in some trap. If we miss each other, we will lead to danger..."

The girl who turned into a fairy glanced at Qin Ji and sighed softly.

"And these people... are not awake when they dream, and often do not realize anything. Their dreams are relatively unaffected, and perhaps they are just simple dreams."

"But, is it any point in doing this?"

"I don't know." Liu Mengli said lightly. She was only able to confirm the nature and many characteristics of the dream, but it was impossible for her to know what the person who caused all this was for.

"Maybe it is necessary to practice some special magic? Or maybe it's just that person... I can't control it if there is something wrong with my state of mind?" She thought about it and felt that maybe there were only two possibilities.

"We will probably not get an answer if we discuss it here..." Qin Ji forced herself to calm down and looked directly at the beautiful girl in front of her, "Miss Liu, please come and lead the way. Let's go find someone else first..."

"Well, that's good... But Sister Qin Ji, we were still in our dreams before. Whether we were facing any danger or not, we were at least transformed from our own thoughts and memories, and we were relatively familiar with things."

Liu Mengli nodded, hesitated for a moment, and then reminded her.

"But now, when we wake up, we need to use the dreams of the people of Chenzhou to travel through, or directly travel through the dreams of the people of dreams. What we need to face is the dreams of the people of Chenzhou, or simply the dreams of the people of dreams..."

The former is not too troublesome, but the latter is likely to mean a huge threat.

When ordinary people dream, the dangers they dream of are often the same... However, the dreamer's divine will is so strong that he is afraid that it is the existence of immortals and gods. Who knows what kind of scenes will be produced by his thoughts and memories?

When Liu Mengli was very young, she knew that she was different from others. She could easily interact with her dreams and influence others' dreams, so she could do such a thing.

But because she is very familiar with this field, she feels unsure and knows that it may be very dangerous next time.
Chapter completed!