Day and night tour

Chapter 83 Dreaming into a Dream
The more Zhou Xuan listened, the more he understood and he began to taste the flavor.

"I'm still letting you see it? Old Yuan, Old Yuan, no wonder you came to me in such a hurry to test your skills. After all this time, you want to steal my skills... er... steal my apprentice!"

"Nonsense... How can what we storytellers do be called stealing?" Yuan Buyu's face turned red when Zhou Xuan revealed the truth.

Zhou Xuan spread his arms and said, "We are master and disciple. If you have any difficulties, you can tell me. Don't beat around the bush..."

"Stop talking, stop talking, and start practicing."

Yuan Buyu felt his face getting hot and dirty.

"Then Master, can you first tell me what the eight incense sticks look like?"

Yuan Buyu found Zhou Xuan's "Master" very irritating and wondered if his disciple was trying to trick him.

He said shamelessly, "Well, the method of Eight Incense Sticks is called entering a dream through a dream!
You sneak into my consciousness through dreams, see what I am thinking and fearing, and then bury a small dream in my consciousness. As long as you want, you can detonate the small dream at any time. "

"Doesn't that sound amazing?"

"That's for you." Yuan Buyu said, "When you reach the level of eight incense sticks, you are not far from becoming a god. Your incense is too high, your body does not have too many weaknesses, and your mind and spirit are strong enough.

Their only weakness lies in their consciousness. Their consciousness changes too quickly, so there will be some flaws. Even if the flaws are very small, there is a chance that they will be captured by the storyteller's dream and then infiltrated..."

"So it's a high-level move? No, it seems to be good for low-level use as well."

Zhou Xuan felt that this method, when the level of incense was not high enough, might be more effective than methods like "gods entering dreams".

He began to conceive dreams in his mind.

Yuan Buyu closed his eyes and waited for good news, but there was no movement for a long time. He heard the birds singing and the sound of waves, but there was no feeling that the dream had penetrated into his consciousness.

"Master, I'm afraid that's not possible."

Zhou Xuan tried for nearly half an hour but still couldn't figure out how to get the dream into Yuan Buyu's consciousness.

"This method of Eight Incense Sticks is too abstract!" Zhou Xuan asked Yuan Buyu: "You can give us some pointers, you can't just wait there."

Yuan Buyu looked up at the sky and said, "Well, I would like to give you some advice, but I can't. The method of entering dreams through dreams has not seen the light of day for three hundred years."

The two studied for another half an hour, but they were at a loss. They couldn't figure out the key point of "dreaming into dreams". Finally, Yuan Buyu became frustrated: "I'm afraid we can't figure it out. You should have enough incense, but you can't grasp the trick of the method."

"Old Yuan, don't get angry. I think some things depend on fate."

Zhou Xuan recalled the first time he used "Walking in the Garden". Yuan Buyu did not teach him at that time, but the destiny was right. He thought about seeing Xiao Fuzi in his dream, so he spontaneously learned this technique.

"We can only wait."

Yuan Buyu sighed first, then gritted his teeth and said, "You must remember this, once you have figured out the method of the Eight Incense Sticks, you must demonstrate it in front of me."

He was just one step away from seven incense sticks, and this step required great luck.

Yuan Buyu always felt that observing the Eighth Fragrance's methods would be his chance for advancement.

As he said, even if the Eight Fragrance Technique was just a form under Zhou Xuan's use, he could still gain something.

But with just that little bit of gain, he would be able to break through the shackles in his heart and advance to the seventh incense stick level.

……

The master and the disciple left the field together. On the way, Zhou Xuan remembered the promotion ceremony mentioned in the secret realm, and asked, "Old Yuan, after burning the eight-inch incense, I have a sign of promotion."

"It's normal to have omens after eight-inch incense."

“But the content is not normal.”

"What's your omen?" Yuan Buyu asked.

"Live towards death." Zhou Xuan said.

"It sounds unlucky. Did your dream have any predictions? Usually, for major events like promotion, the dream will coincide with the predictions in the secret realm."

"The predictions are similar, it's about living towards death." Zhou Xuan hid the content of the dream and directly gave the result.

Yuan Buyu shook his head and said, "I can't guess it... But there's no need to guess, and don't take it to heart. Omens are just omens. If you only rely on omens to guess the results of the promotion ceremony, you will often misread it and cause unnecessary worries.

In my opinion, if you continue to accumulate incense, when you are promoted, the real answer will naturally appear. "

"Okay, I won't think too much about it." Zhou Xuan forced a smile.

"I'm going to the kitchen to work." Yuan Buyu walked towards the kitchen.

"Don't forget the meeting tonight at 7:30. You'll need to help." Zhou Xuan reminded Yuan Buyu.

Yuan Buyu raised his hand and waved to show that he remembered.

...Zhou Xuan returned to the room, thought nothing, did nothing, just sat on the bed in a daze.

He couldn't do what Yuan Buyu said, "Don't take it personally."
People who have died once understand the horror of death and the preciousness of new life better than normal people.

"If living towards death is really possible, then after I die, will I still be reborn in the Zhou Clan? Or somewhere else?"

Zhou Xuan wasn't sure.

Death is unknown, just like after his first death, he could never have imagined that he would come to Jingguo.

"The Zhou family is becoming more and more friendly. My sister, master, senior brother, fifth senior brother, eldest sister-in-law, and little Fuzi..."

The figures of these people appeared in front of Zhou Xuan's eyes one after another, making him feel reluctant.

“Maybe it’s really a misreading.”

Zhou Xuan began to try to comfort himself: "Let me write a book first... The only way to relieve my worries is to write a book."

He picked up the pen and found the table a little messy, so he tidied it up for a while, put all the books that had been flipped through in the past two days back in their places, and placed the original owner's diary flat on the upper right corner of the table. Then he spread out the book and wrote on the book beam.

He didn't need to keep up with the progress of the book Liangzi of "The White-Eyebrowed Hero". When he was lecturing on the book yesterday, Huangpi Zi and the others didn't come, so he used yesterday's book Liang to give the lecture at the Lotus Temple.

It’s not for the sake of saving trouble... um... not just for the sake of saving trouble!
In these episodes, Shu Liang just picks up the part of the plot that the group of yellow-skinned people heard, and by retelling it, the yellow-skinned people will be able to get into the play better.

"It's mainly because of Lady Lotus's book feud. I'm a little worried about this feud..."

Zhou Xuan began brainstorming.

Since Lady Lotus has a deep Buddhist nature, why not write some books with "Buddha" as the theme?

"No, just because she has a deep Buddhist nature, it would be a waste of time to write a book with a Buddhist theme. Change your thinking."

When Zhou Xuan was getting distracted by his thoughts, he heard some chatting outside the window.

The windows of his room faced the pavilion in the inner courtyard.

At this moment, three masters from the Jingyi Room were sitting in the pavilion playing chess and chatting while playing.

Zhou Xuan likes quietness, and he likes quietness even more when he is thinking. He plans to move to another room to write a book. Liangzi had just packed up and sat down again. He found that what the masters were talking about was quite interesting.

"I'm going to be bored again if I can't hear the young master telling stories these two days."

"We couldn't hear it anyway. We work at night and the young master tells stories at night, so we couldn't catch up."

"I'm telling you, don't think about listening to books anymore. We'll definitely get a raise in a few days."

"What?"

"Young boss is telling stories to Lady Lotus. Lady Lotus is very happy. She has so many followers. If she can assign some business to our team, our income will increase several times. Our boss is very particular. When his income increases, he has never raised our salary?"

"We really have to thank the young master this time."

Zhou Xuan felt relieved after hearing this.

He remembered that it was not like this when he first came to the Zhou family. Everyone avoided him like a ghost, no one greeted him when they saw him, and some people even stabbed him in the back.

Now he is extremely popular among the masters and apprentices in the class, and there are also quite a few avid fans of listening to books. When he has breakfast, the apprentices come to him and talk about the White-eyebrowed Hero, calling him "Young Master" in a very affectionate manner.

Times have changed.

The more this happened, the more Zhou Xuan was reluctant to leave the Zhou family.

The three masters outside the window are still chatting.

"By the way, have you ever seen Lady Lotus who is looking for the young class master to give a lecture?"

"I have not seen."

"I have seen."

"What does it look like?"

"You know the yellow-skinned people, right? They are already very hateful in appearance, but Lady Lotus is the ugliest yellow-skinned person, so ugly that anyone who sees her will feel uncomfortable.

And just because of her appearance, even though she is now famous, some people in Pingshui Prefecture still secretly scold her. "

"What did you call her?"

"Say she's ugly and mischievous... Of course, he dares to hide in the house and curse. If the followers of Lady Lotus find out, they will definitely skin him alive."

(End of this chapter)