The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 212 Sleeping Fairy
There is a mountain outside Kaifeng Mansion, named Tianqi Mountain.

There is a Taoist temple on the mountain called Tianqi Temple.

The Taoist temple is just a small temple, and the incense is not strong, because there is only one lazy Taoist priest inside, who often sleeps until the afternoon before opening the door, and closes the door to sleep at night.

Over time, fewer people go to offer incense.

Even the nearby farmers only know that the Taoist priest's surname is Han, and they like to regard themselves as immortals.

When they ran into each other face to face, he was not angry when someone asked him what kind of fairy he was, but he replied with a smile, "Sleeping fairy."

Whoosh! !

Zhang Heng came through the sky, and soon found Tianqi Temple.

This temple is really small, with only three rooms, in the middle is the ancestor Chen Tuan, with the kitchen on the left and the bedroom on the right.

There is a vegetable garden in front of the door, which has not been taken care of well. Many vegetable leaves have been eaten by insects. Perhaps this is a paradise for insects.

tread.
Zhang Heng's feet landed on the ground.

In the next second, the surrounding scenery changed.

In the eyes, the Taoist temple has turned into a city, and three characters are written on the gate: "Tianqi City!"

"Good guy!"

Zhang Heng muttered, "In other people's dreams, there are only the Golden House and Qian Zhongsu. This guy is lucky. In his dream, there is actually a bustling city."

Walk into the city and take a look.

There are endless hawkers along the street, some perform tricks, some buy vegetables and sell meat, and the business is booming in front of the stalls, with bargaining sounds one after another.

"Guest officer, come in and play!"

“Buns, fresh and cheap big meat buns!”

"Sharpen scissors, sharpen kitchen knives."

"Guess the lantern riddles, give one to the red lantern if you guess right, and don't miss it when you pass by."

"Gourds, candied haws!"

The city is extremely prosperous. Zhang Heng walked around a few times and found that it was restored one by one according to the proportion of Kaifeng Mansion.

That is to say, there is a Kaifeng mansion in the Taoist priest's dream, and he is the god here, and he can do whatever he wants, including standing on the city wall in broad daylight and playing handjobs in this city.

brush! !

The surrounding scenery suddenly dimmed, as if the colors of a color movie faded and became only black and white.

In the next second, the city wall collapsed and new buildings rose from the ground.

Zhang Heng took a look and saw that he was sitting in a rickshaw and being driven to Da'an Town.

Looking at the corn fields on both sides, Zhang Heng's eyes were full of trance.

He vaguely remembered that this was the place where his dream started.

"do not move!"

According to the normal sequence of development, Zhang Heng chartered a rickshaw from Yangjiang County to Dagou Town.

They arrived at Dagou Town smoothly all the way, and nothing went wrong.

But here.

Just as they were about to cross the cornfield, suddenly, three big men emerged from it.

The leader held a dagger, and the remaining two carried sticks, with fierce eyes, and surrounded Zhang Heng and the coachman.

"Gentlemen, I don't have any money, but he has money, so you can mess with him."

The coachman sold Zhang Heng without hesitation, and then ran away.

The three bandits didn't care about the driver, because Zhang Heng wore a white suit and took a rickshaw when he went out, so he looked like a rich man.

"interesting!"

Zhang Heng's eyes flickered.

The former Tianqi City was a Taoist dream.

The current world of the Republic of China is his dream, because Zhang Heng has dreamed more than once that he encountered bandits during the first crossing, and died before leaving the army.

Now, this dream has been captured by the Taoist priest and has become a nightmare in front of him.

"Fortunately, it was the Republic of China, not the modern era of high-rise buildings, otherwise."

Zhang Heng's eyes were full of coldness.

Although to him, it doesn't matter whether it's modern times, the Republic of China, or even the world of Huangtu, or the world of Liao Zhai, to him now, it doesn't matter which world he comes from.

But he still resents being known to follow suit, not because of anything else, but because he finds it disgusting.

In the world of the Republic of China, the robes and gowns are not very different from the world of Liaozhai. If it is replaced by the modern world of high-rise buildings, the Taoist priests of Tianqi Temple will not be able to stay.

"Brother, borrow some money to spend."

was thinking.

The leading bandit flashed the dagger in his hand, the tip of which was still stained with blood.

In the dark, Zhang Heng felt a strong threat. If he died in his dream, something bad might happen in reality.

"Mana!"

Zhang Heng didn't feel his mana, and even the Taiping Sword lost his sense.

Because in this dream, he has nothing but an ordinary person, and this is his own dream. In the subconscious of the dream, he thinks that he should be like this, so he is trapped in his own perception barrier.

"Brother, don't stand still!"

The bandit waved his knife.

Zhang Heng raised his eyes and glanced, he had this dream, in the dream, he was killed by the bandits before he left the army.

To break this dream now, the only way to change the trend of the dream is to make it inconsistent with the original dream.

Figured this out.

Zhang Heng smiled in his heart: "I always had this dream at the beginning, because I am an ordinary person, easy to be killed, and difficult to resist."

"At this time and at that time, I have traveled all over the years and fought countless battles. Even if I lose my mana and meet on a narrow road, how many people can beat me?"

Zhang Heng thought about it.

While handing the package in his arms to someone.

While he was looking through the package to find money, and the others relaxed their vigilance, he pounced, his right hand clenched on the blade, and took advantage of his unpreparedness to snatch the bandit leader's dagger.

puff puff.

Enduring the pain, Zhang Heng grabbed the short knife and stabbed the man carrying the stick twice in the neck.

The man had a look of disbelief, and knelt down on the ground clutching his neck.

The bandit leader who had been robbed of the short knife saw it, screamed strangely, and threw himself on Zhang Heng, and the two turned into rolling gourds.

"Third brother, he killed second child, hit him on the head, hit him on the head!"

The bandit leader and Zhang Heng rolled on the ground, not forgetting to remind the third child to make a move.

As a result, the third child looked at the second child who was clutching his neck, and the eldest child who was rolled together, being stabbed in the stomach continuously, and his intestines flowed out, he was frightened for a while and dared not move.

"Made, you are quite strong!"

After five or six stabbings, the bandit chieftain lay down on the ground as soon as he was discouraged, and all he could do was hum.

Zhang Heng got up from the ground and looked at the third child.

Once upon a time, he was killed several times by these three brothers in his dream. After waking up from the dream, he reflected that, to put it bluntly, he was not cruel enough.

As long as you can be ruthless, grab a knife, and risk your life to fight the three of them, you may not be the one who dies.

as predicted.

He snatched the knife from the bandit leader's boss, stabbed the second child to death, and then killed the boss.

The remaining third child, one on one, looked at him stupidly, as if he had lost his soul, and even forgot to run away.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all."

Zhang Heng walked over and stabbed the third child in the chest.

The third child took a sharp breath and grabbed his arm tightly.

Zhang Heng whispered: "Take a deep breath, yes, take a deep breath!"

The knife was stabbed in the heart, and every time I took a deep breath, there was a piercing pain.

The third child only felt that his eyes were dark, and he was still muttering when he was dying: "Liar, it hurts so much."

boom! !

With the death of the three brothers, the dream began to collapse.

Zhang Heng has seen a movie called "Inception", which is very similar to that one. The whole world is being shattered and rebuilt. Soon, the world of the Republic of China collapsed. Looking at it again, there is Tianqi Temple in front of him, and the Taoist is standing in front of him.

"fake."

Zhang Heng swept his eyes and said to the Taoist priest, "This is also a dream."

boom! !

With the sound of the words, the world collapsed for the second time, and the sky was full of moon and stars, as if returning to reality.

But Zhang Heng said firmly, "It's fake."

"real."

"fake."

"real!!"

Zhang Heng didn't speak, just looked at the Taoist priest.

The Taoist was helpless and asked, "Where is the fake?"

Zhang Heng didn't speak.

Because in the dream, he couldn't call the portal.

But in reality, no matter where he is, as long as he wants, he can open the portal at any time.

"now what?"

The world was reorganized again, and the Taoist asked Zhang Heng.

"fake."

Zhang Heng is very sure.

The Taoist priests did not believe in evil and reorganized again.

Five times in a row.

It was the sixth time that Zhang Heng opened his mouth and said, "This time it's true."

The Taoist was shocked: "My dreams can be fake, how can I not deceive you?"

Zhang Heng asked back: "Why should I be deceived?"

"This"

The Taoist was at a loss for words for a while: "The most important thing about the art of dreams is that people can't tell the truth from the fake, and believe it to be true. If it is seen to be false at a glance, the dream art will not work."

Done.

The Taoist shook his head and threw a piece of parchment to Zhang Heng: "I lost."

Zhang Heng took a look at the parchment.

When I caught my eye, there were four words on it: Chen Zumengshu.

(End of this chapter)