The smells of the silver-haired mouse and Chu Tian were perfectly concealed. The silver-haired mouse led Chu Tian through a dark and thick city wall that seemed to Chu Tian to be much higher than a mountain, panting. He walked through a dark pine forest and jumped into a surging river.
The silver hairs on the petite body of the silver-haired mouse grew rapidly. The long hair on the body of the silver-haired mouse, which was only four or five inches long, became two feet long, turning into a thick ball of hair and covering Chu Tian.
The river water failed to seep into the hair ball, and Chu Tian curled up quietly in the hair ball, looking at the blue sky through the long silver hair.
"I should wake up!" Chu Tian said softly: "Every time Jiang Kui breaks into the house, I should wake up. It has been almost eighteen years, and there is no exception. Why is this dream so long? "
With a "click", countless small cracks opened in the river around Chutian, the cliffs on both sides of the river, the ancient trees on the cliffs, and the sky above the ancient trees. The brightly colored landscape scrolls disintegrated and disappeared. The mouse also turned into a faint silver light and disappeared.
The sky is gray, the ground is gray, and there is a gray void all around.
Chu Tian stood quietly in this gray and empty world. A tall figure slowly walked through the empty gray and walked in front of him.
Dressed in gorgeous brocade clothes, with a lavender face, the square face carries boundless justice and sanctimony. The majestic Jiang Kui stood quietly in front of Chu Tian, looking at him quietly with his hands behind his back.
"Are we finally going to reveal the mystery?" Chu Tian looked at Jiang Kui coldly: "Brother, don't you think it's a little too much to let a newborn baby repeat that kind of bloody dream every day?"
With a slight sigh, Chu Tian spread his hands and looked at Jiang Kui: "Fortunately, if I were an ordinary doll, my intelligence and mind would have been lost long ago, and I would have become either a madman or a fool, right?"
Jiang Kui looked Chu Tian up and down, and nodded slowly with a hint of satisfaction: "You are not stupid, nor crazy. For eighteen years, I have asked you to repeat the bloody scene when you were born every night, don't you think His mood is much firmer than that of ordinary people?"
Chu Tian remained silent, and Jiang Kui grinned: "A firm mind means that your soul is strong and tenacious. You are at least ten times stronger than an ordinary person's soul. To be more precise, if a ten-year-old with good nutrition and healthy growth The soul of an eight-year-old boy is a drop of water, and your current soul is eleven drops plus 30% more."
"What are you?" Chu Tian didn't seem to hear Jiang Kui's words. He was silent for a while and asked Jiang Kui seriously and cautiously.
"I am, 'what'?" Jiang Kui was stunned, smiled brightly, pointed at his own face and asked: "Hey, Jiang Kui, you have been seeing this face in your dream for almost eighteen years, and it is only two years short of that." It will be eighteen years today, don’t you remember?”
"What are you?" Chu Tian slowly raised his right hand, and the eight-sided sword quietly popped out of his sleeve.
"I am, pillow!" Jiang Kui spread his hands and laughed hastily: "Pillow, pillow, it's just that I want to give you a deeper impression. Ha, don't you think, Jiang Kui's face, your impression of him? The deepest?"
"Pillow"
Chu Tian was stunned, and he subconsciously wiped the thin silver chain around his neck.
Hanging from the chain was a jade pillow the size of a baby's fist, carved from sapphire. The small jade pillow is decorated with fine cloud patterns. The extremely smooth cloud patterns are intertwined with each other. The shallow cloud patterns give people a strange feeling of overlapping and unpredictable depth.
"Are you a pillow?" Chu Tian looked at "Jiang Kui" in astonishment: "Master Shu said that this jade pillow has been with my ancestors for nine generations. I have never heard that it would make my ancestors have nightmares, and it happened ten times in a row. Eight years of repeating a nightmare!”
"Yes, I have followed you for nine generations of Chu family ancestors!" "Jiang Kui" sighed quietly with his hands behind his back: "Nine generations of people, nine generations of single generations, you are the tenth generation, and you have had nightmares for eighteen years to temper yourself. Refining the soul.”
Narrowing his eyes, "Jiang Kui" looked at Chu Tian, with a hint of mystery in his tone: "When I set such a harsh inheritance rule, I really didn't expect to meet such a lucky person. I originally thought that I would This inheritance should disappear completely like the era to which 'I' belong."
Chu Tian looked at "Jiang Kui" quietly, carefully distinguishing every word he said, not daring to be careless in the slightest.
"In the hands of different people, I have been wandering around in different families for countless years. I never expected that a family can be passed down for nine generations without any heirs. You have been tempered by my nightmare for eighteen years, and you can actually grow up safely." "Jiang Kui" smiled and said, "This is destined. This inheritance must be given to you."
"Wait!" Chu Tian shouted sternly: "What kind of inheritance? What kind of inheritance for nine generations without a single heir?"
"This inheritance is here. Whether you accept it or not, it's not up to you!" "Jiang Kui" smiled softly and said disapprovingly: "As for my rules for selecting people to inherit? Just find someone who is lucky enough.”
"Originally, I wanted to wait for your eighteenth birthday in two days to give you a surprise."
"But I didn't expect that you almost gave me a 'surprise' when you left the city yesterday, so I couldn't wait, so I could only hand over the inheritance to you at this time. Anyway, I have been tempering my soul with nightmares every day for eighteen years. You have enough basis to accept it.”
"Jiang Kui"'s body moved slightly, and the eight-sided sword in Chutian's hand suddenly let out a low sword cry.
"Wait a minute, what are the causes and consequences of all this!" Chu Tian hurriedly shouted to stop "Jiang Kui".
"Scare, what a little kid." "Jiang Kui" glared at Chu Tian fiercely, and shouted sternly: "The cause and effect is that 'I' have a legacy that I want to pass on, but I don't know how to pass it on." To whom will the inheritance be left?”
"So, 'I' refined this pillow, leaving a hint of secret magic on it. Whenever anyone sees this pillow, they will think that it is a secret treasure that is enough to prosper the family, and will carefully store it properly and wear it close to their body. "
"Anyone who gets this pillow from me will definitely have only one descendant for nine generations. No matter how many wives and concubines he takes, he can only have one descendant!"
"If it can be passed down to nine generations without any heirs, and the child of the tenth generation can bear my eighteen years of nightmares, of course, it may also be an erotic dream, a sweet dream, or something else. If I don't touch my mind for eighteen years, I can grow up peacefully. The older one can inherit my legacy.”
"Jiang Kui" smiled calmly and said: "The cause and effect are like this. I met you two days in advance, but I was forced to have no choice, for fear of something unexpected happening. So, Chu Tianha, you are my disciple from another generation, Whether you like it or not, this inheritance is now yours."
"Haha" laughed, and "Jiang Kui" suddenly turned into a strong wind that roared and swept in all directions.
The surrounding gray void was blown open by the strong wind to a space about ten feet in diameter. Chutian felt a pain all over his body. His body suddenly disintegrated and turned into a piece of light water vapor floating in the space.
The jade pillow that he had worn for eighteen years since childhood melted silently, turning into a biting cold current that penetrated Chu Tian's body and instantly rushed to the center of his eyebrows.
An indescribable sharp pain struck from the depths of his soul, as if ten thousand thunderbolts were exploding in his soul at the same time. Chu Tian fainted without even making a sound.