Cyber Daming

"Hey, brat, why aren't you awake yet?"

In a daze, Zou Sijiu heard someone calling him.

"We're almost there, time to wake up."

Before Zou Sijiu could see where he was, a strange tune rang in his ears, with gongs and drums interlaced and human voices humming, like an old opera that no one had heard for a long time.

"The dog bites when the clothes are torn, and the broken bridge is in a desperate situation. There are many white eyes in the world, but few true feelings in the world. Short clothes are short, which makes people laugh, and long clothes are long, which makes people even more miserable."

As his vision gradually became clear, Zou Sijiu found himself sitting in a speeding car, with a straight road ahead and a vague outline of a city at the end.

He turned his head to look beside him, the dim sunset hung on the horizon, and the fiery sunset embraced the distant mountains.

The profile of the old man was embedded in a soft afterglow, one hand holding the steering wheel, the other hand pressing the car window, with a fire between his fingers, and a faint blue smoke floating.

"People grow old easily, things get in the way, and dreams are hard to last."

Zhao Mengze beat the beat to the tune, lengthening his voice, but his singing was out of tune, making people laugh.

"A deep love, three parts of shallow soil, half of the setting sun"

The voice faded away, and the sad music of the erhu sounded in the carriage.

Zhao Mengze seemed to be quite satisfied with the part he sang, with a smile on his lips, holding the cigarette butt and taking a deep breath, and the corner of his eyes swept over Zou Sijiu who was still in a daze.

"Why are you so dazed, are you dreaming?"

"Yes, I am dreaming."

Zou Sijiu turned his head to look forward, leaned back on the back of the chair with his head tilted back, and exhaled a long turbid breath.

"In the dream, you died miserably."

Zhao Mengze asked with a smile: "How miserable was that?"

Zou Sijiu said slowly: "Let's put it this way, I didn't even have time to send you off properly, and you closed your eyes."

"That doesn't sound that miserable."

Zhao Mengze said in a relaxed tone: "How many people want to leave quietly, but they don't have this blessing. Besides, how does that sentence go, who has not died since ancient times?"

"That was what others said, Ru Xu, you are an old yin and yang charlatan, these have nothing to do with you?"

Zou Sijiu couldn't help but laugh.

"Then what else can you do? Can you cry and scream because you are going to die, pull other people's sleeves and say that you have had a hard life, in exchange for a few worthless tears? Or grit your teeth, hold back your hatred, do some things that hurt the heaven, and try to change your fate against heaven?

Zou Sijiu asked back: "Isn't changing fate against heaven what Yin Yang Xu should do?"

"God has done nothing wrong, why do you always want to disobey him? ”

Zou Sijiu joked: "It is said that people are more afraid of death as they get older. I didn't expect you to be so open-minded."

"It's because there are too many things that you can't let go. I've heard people say that there are four things in life that are the hardest to see through: life and death, right and wrong, success and failure, honor and disgrace."

Zhao Mengze said indifferently: "But for me, these things seem to have never mattered to me."

"Forget it, old man."

Zou Sijiu snorted coldly: "You lost your life at the gambling table. Which of these four things did you avoid?"

"It's your fault to sabotage. Can't you leave me a majestic image? Do you know what it means to not listen to the old man and suffer in front of you?" Zhao Mengze said angrily.

"Of course the image is majestic, and you must listen to what he says."

Zou Sijiu laughed, "You'd better say something, I'm happy to listen."

"That's right, this is the attitude that the younger generation should have. "

Zhao Mengze also smiled and spoke, but after saying this, he suddenly fell silent.

Evening breeze, afterglow, wilderness, long straight road, but the spreading night is chasing after the car.

"Old man, say more."

Inexplicably, there is a begging meaning in Zou Sijiu's voice.

He stared straight ahead, not daring to look to the side.

"No wonder you are a henpecked boy, we are all grown men, why are you so shy."

Zhao Mengze laughed heartily: "Actually, I have nothing to say. You are much better than me. When I was your age, I was still helping people build dreams to make a living. I didn't even dare to dream that I could become a big man in the third order one day. "

"All these I have are given to me by you. Otherwise, I would have been killed like a dog. ”

Zhao Mengze looked relieved, but shook his head and said: "You don't need to make me happy. I just taught you a method. It's not worth mentioning. There's no need to keep thinking about it."

Zou Sijiu said in a heavy voice: "Just say something, old man. At least tell me something to do. Don't worry, I will do it for you."

"No more, my old friends are waiting for me on the road."

Zhao Mengze changed the subject: "But Sijiu, do you think people have to suffer a lot if they want to have the power to calm the wind and rain?"

"It is because they have suffered too much and been blown by the wind and rain that they want to have power."

Zou Sijiu's expression was gloomy: "But the wind and rain always come too fast."

"So there are front and back, old and young, father and son in this world."

Zhao Mengze said softly: "Sijiu, don't let the wind and rain wet the people you care about. ”

The long road gradually ended, and the outline of the city became clear.

"In fact, I should have chosen a beautiful world and a sunny day to send you off."

Zou Sijiu smiled bitterly: "But now, you have sent me off again."

"I can only send you here."

The car came to a slow stop. Zhao Mengze held the steering wheel with both hands and spoke in a vague voice that was hard to hear clearly.

"That's enough."

Zou Sijiu nodded and reached out to pull the car door.

"Sijiu, have you really decided to go in?"

The man's hand movements paused: "Why do you ask?"

"You already have the ability to leave, why do you need to take risks again?"

Zou Sijiu was silent for a moment: "You told me that if one day I find a dream that makes me feel hearty and happy, I can become the master of Xu San's dream. Now I have found it. "

"Why do you have this kind of dream about fighting and killing? There are many pleasant things in life."

"You just said that there are four things that are most difficult to see through in life. In fact, I have heard this sentence before. There is another sentence after this sentence that says that these four things combined are actually just one word, me."

Zou Sijiu said word by word, "Xin'an is right in front of me now. If I don't go in, I won't have peace of mind in my life."

Seeing that he has made up his mind and cannot turn back.

The old man stopped trying to persuade him and let him push the door open and get out of the car.

"See you then, Sijiu."

Alone in the car, Zhao Mengze let go of the steering wheel, looked at the retreating figure, and chuckled softly.

At the same time, Zou Sijiu seemed to feel something and turned around to look back.

There are no cars, roads, clouds or mountains behind. Only the boundless night fills the sky and the earth.

Everything seemed like he was talking to himself, talking to himself.

"Goodbye."

Zou Sijiu's eyes were calm, and he waved goodbye to his illusions and mental barriers. He also cut off the fear, cowardice and escape instinct that filled his heart.

At this moment, he was truly dreaming.

The road into the city was paved with fields of flesh and blood and crowded with agricultural beasts and monsters.

It was as if substantial malice filled every corner, and hungry eyes were locked on him.

"No wonder you still have the courage to go to the table. It turns out that you have been promoted to Dream Master. But Zou Sijiu, in this dream, I have the right time, place, people, and everything in my hands. What can you do to win against me?"

Countless ugly faces said the same sentence, and the sound was like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.

Murderous intent surged, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and a heavy rain poured down.

"I just told myself very hypocritically not to let the wind and rain get wet in the future. Now you come and slap me in the face. You really don't give me any face."

Zou Sijiu paused, his wet hair hanging in front of his eyes.

"You can't even save your own life, but you still have the mood to care about face. It's really ridiculous. Zou Sijiu, you have already killed Zhao Mengze, and now you want to kill yourself. The Yin and Yang sequence of seeking good luck and avoiding disaster has reached this point. , How ironic.”

Disdainful words came from deep within the herd.

Wearing four colors of bright clothes and sharing the same face, the four shamans appeared together.

Chun Shen smiled and said: "I used to guess where you had the confidence to fight for your life with me, so you spent money to take advantage of this dream. Now it seems that it is just a common man's anger and courage. Nothing more."

Xia Shen glared angrily: "So what if you were promoted to Dream Master? Zhao Mengze is also a Dream Master. His soul was shattered when he lost, and you will suffer the same fate!"

Dongshen shouted coldly: "Now as you wish, my four lives have fallen asleep, what can you do to me?"

Qiu Shen whispered: "Zou Sijiu, those who know the current affairs are heroes. You still have a chance to live. I advise you not to make a mistake. Do you still want to kill the bright ghost in your body again?"

"You talk a lot."

Zou Sijiu shook his head and laughed. He wiped his hands against his temples and lifted up his wet messy hair. A coldness suddenly appeared in his exposed eyes.

"You are the dreamer of this dreamland. You have the right time, place, and people here, so what? Who told you that I would fight you here?"

"What a joke, Zou Sijiu, do you think you still have a chance to escape?"

Before the fiery-tempered Xia Shen finished speaking, suddenly, the expression on her face changed drastically along with the other three bodies.

I saw countless dark seawater pouring out from the streets and lanes, flooding the entire street in an instant, and it was rising at an extremely fast speed.

"roar!"

The herd of farm animals suddenly became restless, twisting their bodies in the cold and biting water, and roared in uneasiness and fear.

This is not an illusion!

Wu Ci instantly concluded that it was not an illusion created by Zou Sijiu through some technical method, and the dream rules he set had not been stolen or changed by any external force.

But these seawaters coming from nowhere are clearly flooding this dreamland.

Or to be more precise, my dream is sinking into this sea water.

How is this possible?

"Don't you understand? Then let me tell you, this is the real Huangliang Youhai."

Zou Sijiu's cold eyes revealed Wu Ci's deepest thoughts.

"The East Palace has told you the details of Old Zhao. You who can mix and divide the consciousness of life are not afraid of the same life. So in the previous three dreams, you clearly lost two and drew one, but you still used him up until he was exhausted. The lamp dries up and the soul is gone.”

"You have cultivated flesh and blood organs to replace the Huangliang host, and built a new Huangliang that is unique to you. You have a dream-making ability that is not inferior to the Yin and Yang sequence. I have to admire this."

Zou Sijiu's voice was cold: "But I tell you, what is fake can never be true. You can't afford to play in dreams, and you can't stop the sea of ​​​​yellow beams!"

Wu Cichun stood in the seawater that had already covered her calves, screaming: "You don't have the authority to control Huangliang, and you don't have the back door of Donghuang Palace. How can you attract Huangliang Youhai?!"

"Donghuang Palace is not the Yin-Yang sequence, and Huangliang is not a dead thing. This is its gift to me, the new dream master, a rule I set."

Zou Sijiu's voice suddenly became soft, as if whispering to someone.

"Old Zhao, I have to say that you are really good at naming. The same life as the sky and the earth sounds really domineering. But my rule is not inferior, I call it"

Zou Sijiu raised his head and smiled: "The Great Dream has no boundaries!"

Boom!

A terrifying wave that stretched from the sky to the ground surged from behind Zou Sijiu, and it came with an unstoppable force.

In Wu Ci's horrified sight, fine cracks appeared where the wave reached, as if his dream could not bear this power, and the crisp cracking sound of glass breaking was endless.

Nowhere to hide, powerless to stop.

Bang!

The waves crashed down, and amidst the roar, the Xin'an millet field carefully constructed by countless farm animals and Wuci was completely shattered.

The dream was broken, and the vision was swirling.

When Wuci Sishen came back to his senses, he found that he was already in a cold and dark boundless ocean.

With the lingering fear in his eyes, Sishen looked around, but found that except for a sense of rejection everywhere, he was fine, and even his own strength was not damaged at all. He was immediately determined.

What a boundless dream, it turns out to be just like this!

"Zou Sijiu, even if you can pull me into the Huangliang Youhai, what can you do? You don't have the backdoor of authority here. You, a newly promoted Sequence Three, can you still..."

"Yin Yang Taoist, Huangliang Master"

The sudden loud command interrupted the Wuci Sishen's unanimous shouting.

Zou Sijiu was standing on the sea, with a solemn expression, as if he had merged with this world.

"My name is Zou Sijiu. In the name of the Three Dream Masters of Yin-Yang Sequence, I command the Deep Sea to concentrate my thoughts and call the gods!"

Zou Sijiu stared in front of him, and a smile slowly rose at the corner of his mouth.

"Dao Sequence, Chen Qisheng!"

As soon as the voice fell, a whirlpool suddenly appeared on the sea surface, and a figure in a green robe broke through the sea surface!

"Master Zou, who will you kill this time? Her?"

Chen Qisheng held his sword horizontally in front of him, his eyes contemptuous, as if he were a real person.

"Wu Sequence, Su Ce!"

Zou Sijiu continued to read out the next name.

As soon as the voice fell, an old man appeared out of thin air.

The thin and thin figure stood with his hands behind his back, but he stood like a majestic mountain in the ocean.

"Thank you, old man."

Zou Sijiu smiled and bowed to the old warrior.

"It's a small matter. How many Sequence Threes are there on the opposite side? Or Sequence Twos?"

"There is only one Nong Sequence Three."

The old man sighed with regret when he heard this: "Alas, it turns out to be just a piece of trash."

"Old Li, it's your turn."

Zou Sijiu smiled slightly and said softly: "Wu Sequence, Li Jun"

The warrior in helmet and armor was wrapped in black flames and fell from the sky.

"The last one, Yin Yang Sequence Zou Sijiu."

Zou Sijiu called out his name, took a step forward, and stood side by side with the three people.

"You have four lives, I have four people. Now I tell you what I can do here."

Zou Sijiu looked at the pale-faced Wu Ci Sishen in front of him, and slowly uttered two words.

"Single challenge!"