My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

"He is trapped in his inner demons and may have lost his memory, but he is still searching. He has broken through his inner demons but cannot go any further. So we are here to help him, please help him." Zhang Hao said earnestly.

Meng Zhi sneered: "Your emotions are really amazing. They are so insignificant, but when you think about important people and things, you can burst out with huge energy from nowhere to fight against your inner demons. I really can't understand it."

Although he can be called a god, he may never be able to understand human emotions, simply because he is not a human.

If you have never experienced it yourself, you may never understand those complex emotions.

After Zhang Qilin was untied, the expression on his face remained unchanged, but Zhang Hao could see a hint of fear from his increasingly rapid breathing and dark pupils.

This was almost the most obvious emotional fluctuation Zhang Hao had ever seen since he met him.

"Don't worry, little brother. We will never let what you are worried about happen. We are with you." Zhang Hao comforted.

The panic in Zhang Qilin's eyes gradually dissipated, and finally he rarely smiled at Zhang Hao and asked, "Are they in their own room?"

"Well, go find them. I have something important to discuss with this gentleman." Zhang Hao replied.

Zhang Qilin looked at Meng Zhi, pondered for a moment, and bowed decisively: "Hello, sir."

He could tell at a glance that the dream was not about a ghost but a god.

If it was a ghost, no matter how high his official position was, Zhang Qilin would not have reacted like this.

Zhang Hao smiled, pushed Zhang Qilin, and motioned him to leave first.

"Sir, what should we do next?" Zhang Hao asked.

"Alas, now it's my turn to listen to you. You have all overcome your inner demons." Meng Zhi sighed.

Zhang Hao recalled the previous conversation about Zhang Qilin's inner demon and felt that it was true, so he nodded and agreed: "Chen Feng will come downstairs in the afternoon. I have discussed with him in advance how he will cooperate at that time. Just tell him, and he will do his best."

……

In the afternoon, a roar suddenly came from the bedroom: "No!"

Chen Feng stood up from the bed excitedly and said, "We can't let all of you in! Absolutely not!"

As he said this, this centuries-old ghost actually blushed: "In dreams... in dreams there is everything, right?"

Fatty Wang grinned and said, "Yes, including you and your wife being intimate, we might see it too!"

"That's it! No!" Chen Feng pointed at Fatty Wang and shouted even louder, "Pervert!"

"Hey?" Fatty Wang was unhappy again, "Why are you pointing at me alone? Should we all do this 'good thing' together?"

"Stop it." Zhang Hao stepped forward to interrupt them and said, "You can't see everything, right?"

Meng Zhi nodded: "Yes. The place we are going to is actually the world in Chen Feng's memory. The places he has been to will become entities in his dreams. For example, if he accidentally goes to a store to eat, we can enter the store after he leaves. But after we go in, what we see is only what he has seen before. No matter how long we wait or how many times we go in, the scene will be the same."

After hearing Mengzhi's explanation, Zhang Hao gradually understood.

It is to transform Chen Feng's memory into three-dimensional space so that they can enter.

As long as it is a place Chen Feng has been to and something he has seen, they can see it and go there.

But they couldn't change anything in their dreams, not even pull out a blade of grass.

Fatty Wang approached Chen Feng with a giggle and said jokingly, "Hey, how boring is this?"

He wanted to tease Chen Feng a few more times, but Chen Feng, although knowing that their eyes would not follow him all the time, still glared at the fat man unceremoniously and said seriously: "My wife is one of the most beautiful women in the city, don't set your sights on her!"

Fatty Wang raised his hands in a gesture of surrender and said with a smile, "Come on, Fatty, I have a bottom line, okay?"

He was too lazy to continue playing with Chen Feng, and instead asked Meng Zhi curiously: "Hey, can we communicate with them? In other words, can we talk to them?"

Meng Zhi shook his head and explained seriously: "No, once we enter this dream, it is equivalent to being invisible. The characters in the memory cannot see us. If we are discovered, the consequences will be serious. I won't tell you how serious it is. Anyway, everyone should be careful."

After hearing this, Zhang Hao couldn't help but frown.

Things in dreams? In this case, the characters in dreams don’t seem to be just simple images, but some kind of special existence with self-awareness.

Before he had time to think deeply, Meng Zhi had already taken out a sachet and handed it to them: "Each of you take a few leaves from here and put them in your mouth, so that you won't be discovered. If you think the leaves have no taste, change them. These should be enough for us. Remember, observe more. The key clues you want to find may be hidden in Chen Feng's memory fragments. The truth is often hidden in these fragments!"

"The truth is hidden in the fragments!" These words echoed in Zhang Hao's mind. However, not long after, his consciousness suddenly became blurred, as if being pulled by some force and falling into darkness.

"Osmanthus cake, hot osmanthus cake! One and a half qian a piece!"

"Sir, would you like a bowl of flatbread to try?"

"Sir, would you please come in and have some tea?"

Zhang Hao was awakened from his trance by the noisy hawking. He opened his eyes and found himself on an ancient street. The people around him spoke with authentic Central Plains accents, but he could miraculously understand what they were saying.

He stood in the middle of the street, with pedestrians passing by one after another, some even walking directly through his body as if he did not exist.

Just as Meng Zhi said, they are like "outsiders" in this world, invisible bystanders.

"Oh shit! Zhang Hao, you're here? I've been looking for you for a long time!" Fatty Wang ran over breathlessly and patted Zhang Hao on the shoulder.

Zhang Hao was stunned for a moment, then reacted: "I don't know, I just arrived too." He suddenly realized that there might be something wrong with what he said just now, and quickly changed the subject: "You just said that you have been looking for me for a long time?"

"Yeah, I've been looking for you for hours, and finally found you. I'm so tired. I thought I wouldn't get tired even in dreams!" Fatty Wang complained. Looking for hours?
Zhang Hao's heart sank. Something was wrong!
They should have entered the dream at about the same time, so how could there be a gap of several hours?

Even if Mengzhi's skills are limited, it shouldn't be this different, right?
"What about Haoxie and the little brother?" Zhang Hao asked anxiously.

"I've only found you so far, shall we go find them together?" Fatty Wang suggested.

Zhang Hao pondered for a moment and shook his head: "This is not the most important thing now. Meng Zhi is watching us. As long as we abide by the rules here, they will not be in danger. The same goes for them. Let's go find Chen Feng first - Hey, what are you doing!"

Before he could finish his words, he caught a glimpse of Fatty Wang standing at the flatbread stand next to him. He reached out and took a flatbread from someone's bowl, stuffed it into his mouth, and began to chew it with relish.

"Well, it tastes good!" Fatty Wang said vaguely.

"Fatty, you're getting too bold!" Zhang Hao widened his eyes and hurried to look at the customer.

The customer just turned his head away, and when he turned back, he found that the last dumpling in his bowl was gone. He scratched his head in confusion: "Eh? Where is my dumpling?"

Fatty Wang was still chewing something, but he realized the seriousness of the situation and was so scared that he didn't dare to move.

At this time, the shopkeeper came over and smiled to smooth things over: "Maybe the kitten took it away? Sir, I'll give you another one."

"So that's how it is. Never mind, just pay!" The customer did not pursue the matter any further.

After they finished their happy conversation, Fatty Wang dared to slowly slide down from the table. He patted his chest with lingering fear: "Holy shit! So they can really see what I took away?"

Zhang Hao rolled his eyes at him: "You have changed the trajectory of the world, and the consequences are very serious. Meng Zhi seemed to have something she didn't tell us before. I always feel that everyone here seems to have their own consciousness. Because Chen Feng was just passing by, it is impossible for him to restore all the details so realistically with instant memory."

When Fatty Wang heard this, he was so scared that he swallowed several times: "Then how could I have eaten it just now? This is not just a simple memory, right?"

"Well, you just changed the world line. They managed to get away with it themselves, otherwise the consequences would be serious. Fatty, you also like to touch other people's things when you're fighting, but it's much more dangerous here than in the fight, so you must not act rashly!" Zhang Hao warned seriously.

"Okay, okay, I got it!" Fatty Wang nodded repeatedly.

The two walked towards Chen's house while listening to clues from passers-by.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw Chen Feng. He was indeed not lying, he was a genuine nobleman. The Chen family was wealthy and powerful, and was the leader of the local tea industry.

Chen Feng said to the servant beside him: "I must wait for her. She won't abandon me like this."

The servant looked helpless: "Oh my young master! Miss An was driven away by the old lady. Don't you know her methods? She will definitely not be able to come!"

Chen Feng clenched his fists tightly and said firmly: "She will definitely come. She said that no matter what difficulties I encounter, she will not abandon me. I have done everything I can, and now it all depends on her attitude."

The crowd of onlookers also began to discuss: "Although this Mr. Chen is from a wealthy family, he is really a lovesick man. I don't know what's so good about Miss An?"

"Yeah, that An Xin isn't stunningly beautiful. I wonder what Mr. Chen sees in her."

When everyone was talking about it, someone suddenly shouted, "An Xin is here!"

Everyone quickly turned around and saw that Chen Feng's face was instantly filled with smiles. He was looking at An Xin who was slowly walking towards him from the back of the crowd.

However, when An Xin approached, everyone found that she was injured, her clothes were tattered, and her face had a gloomy expression.

Seeing his lover like this, Chen Feng's smile froze on his face. He asked distressedly, "My mother is so excessive... She said it was just a small test, and she would agree to our relationship after the test..."

An Xin smiled bitterly and held Chen Feng's hand: "It's okay, I've come out of it. I thought... I would never have the chance to marry you again..."

"Let's go and meet her now! Let her agree to our marriage!" Chen Feng said firmly.

"Okay." An Xin nodded.

However, just as An Xin followed Chen Feng up the stairs, her foot suddenly tripped over the steps and she almost fell.

"Be careful!" Chen Feng quickly reached out to help. But even faster than him was the servant beside Chen Feng, who kept his head down but moved very quickly. Before Chen Feng could help An Xin, he had already pulled her down from the steps.

When Fatty Wang saw this scene, his eyes lit up and he smelled a hint of adultery: "These two are not simple people."

Zhang Hao patted Fatty Wang's belly, signaling him not to speculate rashly: "Just take a good look at it, don't miss any details."

Fatty Wang pointed at the faceless servant and said seriously, "He is the biggest detail! The clues are almost fed to us. I think this servant was jealous of his master's wife, so he killed his master!"

This reason was a bit far-fetched and Zhang Hao didn't quite believe it, but he still chose to remain silent and didn't argue with the fat man.

Sometimes, this guy may just simply want to argue, and there is no need to compete with him on everything.

After following Chen Feng into the house, Zhang Hao found that everyone here had their heads down, like... puppets, without any life. He couldn't help but feel strange: "Why are all the people here like fake people? Don't they have any consciousness at all? The people we saw on the street can at least speak for themselves."

Fatty Wang said thoughtfully, "We can't see it, maybe it's just Chen Feng who can't see it. He is the master, and even if the subordinates have something to say, they dare not let the master hear it."

Zhang Hao nodded and continued walking forward.

As he was walking, he suddenly saw a woman looking up at Chen Feng, with deep affection in her eyes.

This look... Chen Feng seemed to have noticed it as well. When he was walking forward holding An Xin's hand, he met the maid's gaze for a moment, then quickly looked away and no longer looked at her.

Fatty Wang used his amazing imagination again: "Could this person be Chen Feng's lover? He and his wife An Xin may not be as loving as imagined?"

Zhang Hao closed his eyes helplessly, took a deep breath and said, "Fatty, don't jump to conclusions. Even if there is one, think about it a few more times in your mind. We are actually solving a case now, and the thing we are most afraid of is preconceived ideas. Because if you say it, it may affect me, and let me see that there is something complicated between Chen Feng and that maid... This is a troublesome matter." (End of this chapter)