Add some practice: start with a lucid dream

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"How much do you share?"

Liu Na responded with overwhelming cheers.

There is a saying that is well-written: if there is food, there will be friendship.

After sharing the dry food, the men expressed their goodwill with practical actions - they moved to sit on the bench next to the teacher and student.

Liu Na originally brought a lot of food, and it was her first day in the mountains, so she didn’t hide it.

The compressed biscuits were full, and the men were amazed by the food, and they all lamented what a good thing it was. It was both rich and hungry at the same time.

Liu Na thought to herself that the other party had never seen the world, so she started chatting with them out of boredom.

It turned out that these men were all farmers from Liujia Village down the mountain. They were going up the mountain to collect firewood, but they encountered heavy rain on the way, so they ran around and ended up in this pavilion.

After listening, Liu Na silently regretted in her heart that she shouldn't have laughed at the other person's lack of knowledge.

These days we have to collect firewood to keep warm, so you can imagine what the situation at home is like.

It's just that I haven't heard of any village at the foot of this mountain?

After talking for a while, the men were full and Liu Na didn't know what to say.

For a moment, the pavilion was a little awkward. Not far away, the crackling sound of the clay stove in front of the old man kept ringing.

Why is it so quiet?

Liu Na subconsciously looked outside the pavilion and saw that the dense fog like a sea of ​​clouds had enveloped the small hexagonal pavilion airtightly, making it impossible to see anything outside.

If it weren't for the occasional raindrops that slanted in the wind, she would have thought that the inside and outside of the pavilion had become two different worlds.

Looking back, there was a commotion in the pavilion.

It took Professor Kong, a mature and steady senior, to open the conversation.

"Are you gods?"

"." The men looked at each other.

Liu Na held her forehead and was about to find a few words for Kong Feihong not to scare people, when she heard one sentence:

"The old man is really good at joking. We are just rough farming people. Even if we are given to the gods, we won't be able to do anything! That's all."

How come a farmer also likes to tell lies?

This turn of events was like scratching an itch, causing Liu Na and Kong Feihong to look away.

"Has anyone in our village ever seen an immortal?" Another man next to him added.

As soon as the chat box was opened, everyone started talking and continuing the story.

"Yeah!"

"The Erlang from the Ruan family at the entrance of the village!"

"And the only seedling from old Liu Tou's family."

"No, this is such good luck!"

"You have to have smoke coming out of your ancestral graves to marry a fairy in the sky!".

Just listening, the expressions of Liu Na and Kong Feihong became more and more weird.

The story of the men is simple.

There were two young men of marriageable age in the village, one named Liu Chen and the other Ruan Zhao. They went up the mountain to collect medicine and met two beauties by the stream, and were invited to visit them.

This visit was an eye-opener. There was a dazzling array of gold, silver, jewelry, silk and satin, and there was no shortage of fine wine, silk and bamboo on the banquet.

After drinking and eating, the two beauties invited again, and it was natural for the two of them to stay and get married.

Ten days later, the two missed their home and wanted to go back for a visit, but were persuaded to stop. After another six months, they were so homesick that their wives couldn't help but begged and let them go back.

As a result, Liu and Ruan could not find their home this time. After asking around, they found out that it was said that their ancestors went into the mountains to collect medicine and got lost. Hundreds of years had passed!

The two of them were shocked to realize that they were marrying a fairy. Their hometown was gone, so they wanted to go back to find their wives, but they couldn't find them anyway. In the end, they had to live in seclusion in the mountains, leaving only stories to pass down from generation to generation.

The story ends here.

After listening, it was Kong Liu's turn to look at each other.

This story is clichéd and crude, but it is clearly the story of "Liu Ruan, a native of Jin, encounters an immortal" contained in the ancient book "Netherworld Chronicles" of the Southern Dynasties!

The characters and plots are all exactly the same!

Is it possible that these farm men are actually seekers of immortality and Taoism who have gone to live in seclusion in the mountains?

How else would you know this story?

Thinking of this, Liu Na thought she had discovered the truth and smiled at the men,

"Okay, I thought you were all honest people, but it turns out you were just pretending!"

"Trying us with a story from a book for fun!"

Upon hearing this, the men's brows stood up, and when they were about to argue, they were overtaken by others.

"That's a bad word."

"What's wrong?" After Liu Na responded, she realized that the voice sounded unfamiliar. She looked at the men opposite, all staring directly at her side.

"." Just as Liu Na was squeezing her neck and trying to take a quick glance out of the corner of her eye.

Swish!

With a crisp sound, an open paper fan first came into view. Liu Na turned her eyes and saw a strange man wearing a blue shirt and robe with long hair tied up.

"Scared!" Liu Na was so frightened that she jumped up like a rabbit.

"Who are you!"

When did you have someone else around you?

"Ha." This uninvited guest looked calm and said while gently shaking the folding fan.

"Madam, don't panic."

"I'm just a scholar who happened to come here to take shelter when it rained heavily."

"Tch." Liu Na complained in her heart that she was probably a hermit with a broken brain, and her words were nondescript.

"You just came here? You can't make a sound!"

"Haha." The scholar chuckled. In fact, his appearance can be called handsome, but it's a pity that his whole body was soaked like a drowned rat, and he still had to act coy, which seemed funny.

"Madam, please don't be offended. The young man's arrival just happened to be a wonderful part of the story, and I really can't bear to disturb him."

"I saw it." Kong Feihong also added,

"He just came in."

"Professor, why didn't you remind me?" Liu Na complained.

"I wasn't listening to the story carefully." Kong Feihong was not ashamed at all.

"." Liu Na rolled her eyes and then remembered what happened just now.

"Okay, just think of yourself as a scholar."

"what did you just say?"

"Xiaosheng said, this is wrong." The scholar was obviously shaking like a quail, but he forced himself to look calm and calm.

"What's wrong?"

"Bad story."

The farm men were not happy anymore, and some of them even got into a fight.

"Hey you idiot, what are you talking about?"

"Everyone in Liujia Village knows about this, even the widow knows about it!"

"What the hell, are you a fool of Wangjiagou? Do you still want to go back to that ditch?!"

"Why! We did the most to dig the water channel, so it should go to our village!"

"I think you're just here to entertain us!"

"Wang! What do you want?"

"Son of a bitch!"

Seeing that things were about to turn into a fight, the scholar remained unhurried, spitting on his face and Xingzi cupped his hands and said,

"A few gentlemen have misunderstood Xiaosheng."

"The young man's surname is Chen, not Wang. His last name is only Ze. I don't know you all."

Then he was slapped in the face with another rustic curse.

The scholar was not annoyed even after being scolded, and continued to speak slowly and logically,

"Everyone, please calm down and allow me to explain in detail."

Seeing that no one was greeting him, he ran to the old man's small clay stove to keep warm.

"Sorry to disturb my father-in-law."

After apologizing, the scholar turned around and said to several angry farmers, "What a coincidence. I happened to have read this story in a book."

The men did not speak, but stared at the scholar with their nostrils, waiting for advice.

"This lady." The scholar took his time and asked Liu Na first.

"How about this story?"

Liu Na curled her lips: "It's like a monk knocking on a wooden fish - the same old thing."

The scholar was happy when he heard this. He put away his folding fan and stroked his palms, smiling and saying,

"My wife is full of witty words, I admire her."

"The same goes for niche students."

"Why would a fairy fall in love with Liu and Ruan? They went into the mountains to collect medicine and got lost. They could get married once they met. Oh, what a daydream!"

"That's the blessing they gained from their previous lives!" A man retorted.

"Blessing?" The scholar still had that gentle smile, but there was a little sarcasm in his eyes.

"Let me tell you, there are two books written since ancient times: Yin and Yang."

"If the text in the book was too shocking, the author would hide the Yin version and publish the deleted Yang version."

"In his life, Bu Cai's best is reading. He especially likes to write strange stories. Although he doesn't say he is rich in education, he still tries to do it without mentioning it."

"Coincidentally, Xiaosheng once got a rare and unique book, which is the secret copy of this story."

"Then what kind of fairy did Liu and Ruan meet?"

"It was clear that they were two idiots or old bachelors who were crazy about fairies and were deceived by the mountain spirits. They were drained of their essence and died within half a year. However, before their death, a ray of wandering soul floated down and compiled this story with the boy on the roadside. It’s just a good story that doesn’t exist!”

Dengdengdeng.

The men picked up the farm tools and stood up suddenly. Liu Na on the side pulled Kong Feihong, who was watching the excitement and was not too concerned about the matter, and hurriedly hid behind him.

The men glared angrily, and the scholars responded coldly.

At this moment of tension.

"Ouch. Ouch."

The sound came from far to near from outside the pavilion.

"Ouch!"

A bloated figure suddenly fell into the pavilion from the thick fog, and a heavy downpour came along with it.

Following the hole that had been knocked open, Liu Na saw that the rain outside was not letting up, but was also increasing rapidly. Mud and water were accumulating on the ground. If this continued, there wouldn't be a flash flood, right?

But then the mist rolled in, filling up the gap, and the vision became clear again and the ears became quiet.

This made Liu Na feel that the thick fog was like a living thing, swallowing all movement and sound into her belly and blocking it out.

"Ouch!" The person who fell in was on the ground holding his buttocks and kept shouting,

"The Dragon King is angry! It's raining so heavily. The river is flooded. Oh! It's going to kill me."

Liu Na took a look, hey, it’s another guy in ancient costume.

However, he is completely different from the scholar. This man is bloated and fat, with colorful patterns of red and yellow on his body, and the texture seems to be extraordinarily soft, most likely made of silk or other materials.

Then the middle-aged man who looked like an old man stood up, looked at the people around him, and his bulging belly trembled.

"what!"

Kneel down on the ground and keep kowtowing,

"Ghost grandfathers, please spare your life! Please spare your life!"

"I can't even open the pot at home, and I only have this little copper left with me. Please accept it, gentlemen!"

"Please accept it."

Everyone in the pavilion was stunned, but the old man who had been guarding the tea soup slightly raised his eyes and reacted for the first time.

But after listening for a while, everyone understood.

This fat man got lost and was so wet in the rain that he thought the pavilion was blocked by ghosts and was trying to kill him!

Now the men laughed loudly, the scholar waved his folding fan and didn't bother to answer, Kong Feihong lowered his head thoughtfully, only Liu Na kindly reminded,

"You see clearly, we are not ghosts."

"Ah~" The fat man trembled in fright, but buried his head even lower.

"No, no, no! Auntie, please stop entertaining me!"

"I understand the rules! If I see your faces, I will be arrested and killed!"

"But you have just seen our faces." Liu Na said bluntly.

This time the fat man shivered violently and fell to the ground as if his spine had been taken away.

fainted.

Liu Na was speechless.

However, one of the farm men stood out from the crowd and laughed and cursed,

"You idiot, how can anyone faint and still have their buttocks raised to the sky?"

After saying that, he kicked the fat man hard on the butt.

"Ouch!" a familiar scream.

Good guy, it turns out that this slick fat guy is pretending to be dizzy.

Now the fat man finally straightened up, looked around at everyone with trembling eyes, lowered his eyebrows and said,

"Are you really not ghosts?"

Everyone responded with a unanimous eye roll.

"I'm also obsessed with ghosts, and I'm blinded by lard!"

The fat man turned out to be a businessman, and he was telling everyone how he ended up like this.

"It's a pity that the legend is so realistic. I think about it day and night, and I can't get rid of it!"

The businessman then told a story about "An Autumn Man Encounters an Immortal". The content was equally cliché. It was about a flower farmer in the Song Dynasty who went into the mountains to protect flowers in order to fight against bullies. In the end, he won the favor of the fairy, committed himself to the earth, and became the couple of the immortal.

It was obviously a tea-time chat full of loopholes, but the fat businessman believed it so firmly that he sold most of his belongings and gathered talented people to go into the mountains to find the flower fairy.

Of course, according to what he said, he didn't have to marry the fairy. He only asked to take the most inconspicuous flower in the flower fairy nursery. If he took it outside, he could make a fortune.

It's a pity that after many days in the mountains, I saw a lot of flowers, but not even a shadow of the fairy.

Tonight it rained heavily and a landslide dispersed the team, so they fled here.

As for why he thinks everyone is a ghost, the businessman explained this way,

"Who doesn't know that the mountains inside and outside are the lairs of evil ghosts?"

"You're talking nonsense!" The men seemed to be particularly angry.

"Our Liujia Village is at the foot of the mountain!"

The scholar flicked his folding fan to signal the farmers to be calm.

Of course, the farmers didn't bother him at all and kept talking to themselves. The businessman ignored the noise and continued,

"I've forgotten what this mountain was originally called. We call it Ghost Mountain!"

"I heard that many years ago, during the chaotic times, there were many monsters and monsters! This mountain is occupied by monsters, and anyone who accidentally bumps in will be eaten until their bones are left!"

"You know there are monsters but you still go in?" Liu Na habitually stirred up trouble.

"The monster is very smart!" The businessman stared with a pair of mung bean eyes, not knowing who was smart.

"Monsters will turn into beauties, beauties, fairies, and fairies, and they will seduce people and bring them to you!"

"Later, the monsters ate too many people, which hurt Tianhe. In the end, they ate one named Liu Chen and one named Ruan Zhao, both of whom were young men. Their bellies exploded!"

"Poor Liu and Ruan, they both had it in their stomachs. They could have had a good time, but their stomachs exploded."

"Ah, tsk tsk tsk" the businessman made a strange sound, as if he couldn't bear to describe it.

"Think about it, one-third of it has been eaten, one-third has melted, and the remaining one-third is still alive, how uncomfortable it would be."

"How hateful! I can't even die happily!" (End of this chapter)