Dream Guide

More and more flowers bloom, red, white, pink and purple, intertwined into a painting. You can seem to hear the sound of petals blooming, popping, popping, like the slightly opened red lips on a woman's pink face.

Pollen is blown everywhere by the wind, like colored autumn fog.

Du Juan smiled charmingly and said: "Does it smell good? Smell more!"

"Poppies are really beautiful and smell good, but they are poisonous!" Aoki sighed.

"How many people can resist even though they know it's poisonous?" Du Juan hugged Qingmu's neck, getting closer and closer, and the breath of her words had already sprayed on Qingmu's face, "It can give you the greatest happiness in the world. Why care about whether it is poisonous or not?"

"The medicine jar you've been drinking since you were a child contains all the tablets, right?" Aoki also hugged Du Juan's waist, and the two of them rolled down among the flowers.

"Haha, what do you think?"

"Have you ever heard of Humen banning cigarettes?" Aoki suddenly asked.

"Um?"

"A historical story tells you how to resist tableting."

"No one can resist the temptation of tablets! Unless you don't touch it."

"No, there is a way."

"What?"

"It's on fire."

Du Juan chuckled: "Your historical knowledge is not up to par, and you don't understand tableting. Humen burning tobacco is not burned by fire. Lin Zexu once used the tung oil fire method, but the burned smoke will seep into the ground and can be extracted. So if your fire method doesn’t work, it won’t be burned by pressing into tablets.”

"But you're not a tablet, you're just a poppy."

"What's the matter?"

"Poppies can be burned with fire."

"Haha, do you want to burn me too? Okay! I'm already burning. Come on, hurry up..."

However, among the fragrance, Du Juan smelled an incongruous and choking smell of smoke.

She sniffed her nose and looked sideways to see black smoke rising from the corner of the wooden building.

She thought of the cigarette butts Aoki threw out at random just now. The meteor-like trajectory across the sky seemed to still remain in the room of Xiaomulou.

Dead leaves kept blowing in from the window and gathering in the corners, like moths flying toward a flame.

Where the smoke has burned, the poppies have withered.

"on fire!"

Du Juan wanted to get up and put out the fire. Once such a small wooden building burned down, there was no way to escape.

However, she was now tightly entangled by Aoki. If Aoki didn't let go, she couldn't stand up at all.

"Hey! It's really on fire!" Du Juan shouted, "I didn't expect you to use such a method to break my incense technique. You are really good this time! Let me go quickly. If you don't let me go, we will be burned to death." !”

Aoki looked at her with a smile: "You can die under poppy flowers, and you can be a ghost even if you die!"

"You!" Du Juan struggled hard, but couldn't break free. The two of them were tightly intertwined like two snakes. "What are you doing? Stop moving! I give up! Oh, no...let me go..."

Her body trembled and she felt a strange feeling, both happy and painful. She obviously felt something was wrong, but she didn't know why.

The black smoke is getting less and less, that's because the fire is getting stronger. The flames not only burned the dead leaves, but the floors and walls of the small wooden building also began to burn.

Everything here is flammable, nothing can stop the flames or put out the fire.

It's too late to escape now!

"Let me go! Get out first. You can do whatever you want after you get out. Don't choose such an extreme method, okay? I don't want to die with you!" Du Juan even began to plead.

"Who said I want to die with you?"

Aoki's voice was lazy, without any urgency at all.

wrong! Du Juan discovered that Aoki's voice did not come from beneath him.

She looked up.

The man with a chicken coop was standing in front of him not far away, with his hands in his trouser pockets and a cigarette in his mouth, looking at her with a half-smile.

There were blazing flames everywhere.

Du Juan saw Aoki's old windbreaker expanding backwards under the impact of the heat of the flames, like an inflated hot air balloon.

And this damn man actually still had the intention to pretend to beep in the fire. He slowly tilted his head and stretched the cigarette in his mouth to the side, lighting up the cigarette with the flames that were as high as a person's height.

What the hell kind of person is this!

Du Juan suddenly remembered that he was not under her body? Isn't he entangled with himself?

She looked down and saw the man beneath her with his eyes closed, looking like he was enjoying himself. She looked up again and saw that the two men were exactly the same. But she already knew that the one standing there lazily was the real one.

So who is this?

Du Juan's chest was heaving violently. Even though he was lying there, his chest felt as uncomfortable as a big stone pressing on it. She wanted to move, but the man beneath her was entangled too tightly with her, as if she was entangled by a python.

She felt breathless and couldn't even move her fingers.

This is such a long-lost familiar feeling!

Du Juan remembered that when she was a child, every time she fell asleep while soaking in a medicine jar, she would be like this and unable to move. Then she saw the master coming, sitting next to her, and told her that it was a dream.

In the beginning, she was always terribly scared. Because of fear, she woke up from her sleep and often spilled a pot of potion everywhere.

How many years has it been! She thought she would never be trapped in a dream again, never again dreaming without knowing she was dreaming. She is an awakened person, and Master said people like her are called awakened ones.

As she grew up, apart from her master, she had only met one awakened person - that man captured her heart as soon as he appeared, even though she was only thirteen years old at the time.

She had tried to use her girlish body and unique fragrance to seduce the handsome man, but she failed. The man named Situ seemed to be immune to all her methods.

Master said that Situ has reached the level of controlling group consciousness and may be the most powerful among the few remaining awakened people in the world.

After so many years, Du Juan has always wanted to try again to see if that man is really immune to everything about her, even if she treats him with sincerity, not just in dreams.

Now, there is another man, a man who is difficult to conquer.

She knew that everything just now might be false. She did not hypnotize the man, but was hypnotized by him. She didn't know what method he used or when he did it.

Now, she was at the critical moment of her nightmare, and there was still a glimmer of clarity in her mind.

I won't let you succeed!

Relax, relax...relax... Du Juan kept reminding herself, slowly slowing down her breathing, controlling the rhythm, and then her consciousness finally returned to clarity.

For a truly awakened person like her, of course she would not be as flustered and overwhelmed as those who had just entered a lucid dream. After the nightmare ended, she immediately let go of her consciousness, got rid of the dream, and returned to reality.

The person under her suddenly disappeared, and she fell to the floor with a clatter. Her chin hit the ground, which hurt a little.

It's okay, this is real pain. Prove that he is awake.

The surrounding poppies and vines were gone too.

But why are the surrounding flames real? The fire is burning! The small wooden building can no longer hold up.

That damn chicken coop head is still there smoking a cigarette and pretending to beep.

"I didn't expect you to use this method to destroy my fragrance technique! You are so powerful!" Dujuan jumped up from the ground. Since there was nothing to protect her, she could only bravely rush out, "You are really Aren’t you afraid of being burned to death?”

She walked through the wooden building and jumped out of the back window, brushing the flames from the burned locks of hair with her hands as she fled as fast as she could.

The small wooden building behind him collapsed in the fire, and countless sparks flew into the sky.

Du Juan stopped and turned around to look, snorted coldly, and said to himself: "Only a fool would use fire to do this! So what if you break my dream-inducing technique? It's better to burn yourself." died!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a figure walking out of the ruins of the still burning building.

The man had a cigarette in his mouth, his hands in his trouser pockets, and two or three flames on the head of the chicken coop. His old windbreaker was stirred by the heat, and he stepped on the pull board under his feet on the path of the back mountain. The sound of the ground...

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