Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 507 Under Heaven, Could It Be...?

"Teacher Zeng, what should we do now?"

Xiao Ze looked at Xiao Xian in the suit, clearly regarding him as her pillar of support.

After all, she was just an ordinary housewife, and Mario's mental age was probably not even twelve years old. Right now, the only reliable person among the three of them was Teacher Zeng's imaginary partner.

"Don't call me Teacher Zeng. I don't want to share a title with that idiot Zeng Xiaoxian."

Xiao Xian in the suit said, "You can just call me Brother Xian, or Teacher Xian, it doesn't matter."

"Okay, Teacher Xian."

Xiao Ze asked Mu Feng again, "Teacher Xian, what should we do now?"

After thinking for a moment, Xiao Xian in a suit quickly came up with an idea: "The original plan was to fall into the deep dream to find Nanfeng, but this plan is not suitable for us."

"Why?" Mario asked, dumbfounded.

"Because we didn't have enough time, didn't you two realize you were downgrading the video quality?"

Xiao Xian in the suit pointed to Xiao Zeyou, Mu Feng, and Mario, who were slowly transitioning from 16K resolution to lower resolution: "The existence of fantasy partners relies on the imagination and self-awareness of the original body. Right now, your original bodies are immersed in a beautiful dream. Even if you are bugs, you won't last long."

"So what we need to do now is to find Guan Gu and Zi Qiao as soon as possible and wake them up from their dream so that you can continue to move around in the dream world."

Xiao Xian in the suit was much more efficient than Zeng Xiao Xian. Since he had decided to hurry up and find Guangu and Ziqiao, he strode forward before he finished speaking.

"Hurry up and keep up, we'll talk as we walk."

Mario and Xiao Ze quickly followed.

To save time, before the two of them could even ask any questions, Xiao Xian in a suit had already started explaining on his own.

"You don't need to worry about me. I'm not just a simple fantasy companion. To be precise, I'm a fantasy creation that's a mixture of Zeng Xiaoxian's mental illness and a part of his own personality."

"Whether he needs me or not, or whether he wants me to appear or not, will not affect my existence."

"That was true before, and it's true now."

He paused, then continued, "And I don't think waking Zeng Xiaoxian is a good idea, because he can't help anyway."

"That's about all I have to say. Do you have any other questions?"

Xiao Ze shook her head again: "I'm just an ordinary housewife. Teacher Xian, I'll do whatever you say."

"I have a problem! I have a problem!"

As Mario walked and jumped, a golden question mark square suddenly appeared above his head.

He nudged it with his head, and two large mushrooms with red umbrellas and white stems appeared in the question mark square.

As the question mark square disappeared, the giant mushroom landed precisely in Mario's arms.

"Hey guys, wanna eat some mushrooms?"

Xiao Ze smiled and accepted a mushroom from Mu Feng: "Thanks, Mario. Are you going to eat this mushroom with your mouth?"

"Um."

Xiao Xian in the suit was speechless: "...I thought you would ask something more important."

"Mario has the same important problem!"

Mario asked, "Where are we going? How long will it take?"

Xiao Xian in the suit shrugged: "Actually, I don't know where we're going either, but since this is an adventure, we certainly won't be left on a desolate mountaintop with nothing in the world."

"The dream world isn't that big, and there's only one way down the mountain. If we just walk a little, we're sure we'll encounter the trigger point for an adventure event."

"oh."

Mario nodded, and happily praised Xiaoxian in the suit: "You sound much smarter than Teacher Zeng when you speak."

"...I'll take that as a compliment. Thank you for the compliment."

Xiao Xian, dressed in a suit, paused for a moment, then asked casually, "If you have no more questions, then it's my turn to ask you something now."

Does anyone know what Zhang Wei's imaginary partner is?

The two shook their heads.

Xiao Ze replied to Mu Feng, "Zi Qiao also asked Zhang Wei this question, but he was reluctant to answer... By the way."

She suddenly realized, "If Zhang Wei also has an imaginary partner, then there shouldn't be only the three of us now. Where did his imaginary partner go?"

Xiao Xian in the suit shook his head: "Either Zhang Wei wasn't immersed in his dream, but their original bodies that chose to take risks are not in the same place as our birthplace."

"Either Zhang Wei's imaginary partner woke up before me, and then just passed away."

As he spoke, he suddenly stopped in his tracks, a knowing smile spreading across his face.

"As expected, the dream world is very small."

Xiao Ze, Mu Feng, and Mario looked closely and saw a familiar figure standing at the end of the mountain path leading down the mountain.

Mario jumped up excitedly: "Yo-yo! It's Yo-yo!"

That's right, the little girl wearing a red hat, carrying a basket, hopping and skipping, humming "The Little Girl Picking Mushrooms" is Youyou's face.

Xiao Ze asked Mu Feng doubtfully, "Youyou doesn't seem that short. Could we be mistaken? Could she be Zhou Xun?"

Mario said with absolute certainty, "It's Yoyo, it must be Yoyo!"

"Yoyo is Mario's second friend, I'm sure I wouldn't mistake her for someone else."

"Whether it's Youyou or not, we've finally encountered a living person, let's chase after them first!"

Without saying a word, Xiao Xian in the suit started running, and the other two quickly followed.

The three of them sped along side by side, their shadows stretching and shortening irregularly on the rugged and steep mountain road.

Their eyes were fixed on the little red hat that looked just like Yoyo in the distance, completely unaware that the scenery around them was rapidly distorting and changing.

In the hazy light of dawn, the outline of the barren mountain gradually blurred, and the winding path that led downwards became level and wide without anyone noticing.

The street surface, made up of rows of bluestone slabs, was like waves rising and falling. It cascaded down from the top of the barren mountain and spread at an unimaginable speed to the feet of the three people as they flew past and into the distance.

Ancient buildings with blue bricks and gray tiles rise up on both sides of the street, and a quaint street scene unfolds slowly like a scroll painting.

The distance between the dream world and reality is just so unreasonable.

"Yuyou-san!"

The three finally caught up with Yoyo at the end of the mountain road, and Mario was so excited that he wanted to give his friend a warm hug.

Little Red Riding Hood was startled when she saw a strangely dressed and oddly shaped person calling out a name she didn't recognize and opening his arms to hug her.

She tiptoed and did a backflip to avoid Mario's embrace.

"Who are you people? Don't you know that men and women should not touch each other?"

"This is the foot of Wudang Mountain, not a place where you bunch of perverts can run wild!"

Little Red Riding Hood, carrying her basket full of mushrooms, cautiously retreated. It was unclear whether she cared more about the basket itself or the mushrooms inside. She even had to use one hand to protect the basket when she did a backflip.

The three of them were stunned when they heard Little Red Riding Hood's words. It wasn't that there was anything noteworthy in her words, but because it wasn't Youyou's voice at all.

At least in their minds, it was absolutely impossible for Youyou to make such a childish voice.

While the three were still in a daze, Little Red Riding Hood quickly protected the basket and ran for her life.

"Chase!"

Seeing Youyou's figure disappear around the corner, Xiaoxian in his suit immediately gave chase, while Xiaoze, Mufeng, and Mario followed closely behind.

They chased each other until they reached the corner, where the three of them suddenly stopped one after another as if they were braking sharply.

Xiao Ze stared wide-eyed, her gentle expression twisting into a look of utter shock: "My God!"

She quickly closed her eyes and covered her mouth with her hand, her mind filled with the thought that if she had been even a step slower, her heart might have jumped out of her throat.

Mario's entire face turned into a cartoonish expression of shock.

Mario: "(○д)!!!"

"My God!"

Mario held his enormous head in his hands, closed his eyes, and shook his head like a rattle.

Even Xiao Xian, who had been so confident from beginning to end, completely lost control of his expression at this moment. He stared blankly with his mouth wide open, his eyes filled with confusion and helplessness.

"Oh my god!"

Xiao Xian, dressed in a suit, closed his eyes and rubbed his swollen temples.

He felt like his head was about to explode.

What did they see?

The three found themselves in a morning market filled with ancient atmosphere. The streets were bustling with pedestrians and vendors dressed in all sorts of ancient costumes, which dazzled Mario and his companions.

Various stalls lined both sides of the street, and the vendors were already busy.

The old woman selling breakfast was hunched over, stirring the steaming pot with a long ladle. The butcher, shirtless and panting, began sharpening his knife. The fisherman, his skin tanned dark, used a fan to swat away flies.

A beautiful young flower girl is carefully arranging the bouquets in her hands; a refined young craftsman is concentrating on carving a wood carving; and "Wu Dalang," who is less than five feet tall and has only a wrinkled skin left, is loudly hawking his pancakes.

Pedestrians came and went in a constant stream, and children played and frolicked among the crowd.

Doesn't it look normal at first glance?

However, Mario finally couldn't take it anymore, and he shook his head and shouted in terror.

"Yoyo! Yoyo! Yoyo! Yoyo!"

"Why does everyone here have such a long face?!"

"Calm down, Mario. Maybe we were too focused on chasing Yoyo and our eyes just wandered."

Xiao Xian in the suit took a deep breath: "Let's try it one more time!"

The three imaginary companions mustered their courage, opened their eyes, and examined their surroundings once again.

An old woman selling breakfast, her back hunched, stirred the steaming pot with a long ladle. A butcher, his chest exposed, began sharpening his knife, panting heavily. A fisherman, his skin tanned dark, fanned himself to swat away flies.

A beautiful young flower seller, Youyou, is carefully arranging the bouquets in her hands; a refined craftsman, Youyou, is intently carving a wood carving; and a man less than five feet tall, covered in wrinkles and only skin, nicknamed "Wu Dalang Youyou," is loudly hawking his pancakes.

Pedestrians came and went in an endless stream, and children played and frolicked among the crowd, but they were all leisurely.

Leisurely, leisurely, leisurely, leisurely...

Under the whole heaven, all is tranquility!

No matter how much mental preparation they did, when they opened their eyes and looked at the other "Youyou" around them again, the three of them still felt incredibly shocked.

The three imaginary companions exchanged a glance and once again let out a wail of unbearable agony.

"My God!"

Xiao Ze looked blank and bewildered, like a Japanese housewife who had been played with and ruined.

"What on earth is going on?!"

I'm coming

Under the whole heaven, all is leisurely.

The appetizer of the dream world begins with countless moments of tranquility.

(End of this chapter)