Fairyland, Big Problem

“Mr. Wen, my father is also eager for me to interpret it further. If you can help, the reward will be doubled.”

120,000 b in three days really made Wen Jiu feel a little bit moved.

No matter how excited you are, you can’t make too solid promises, otherwise it seems like “as long as I give enough money, I can see through everyone”…

Such a misunderstanding is simply unbearable, and since it spreads in the Mu family, it is very easy to get involved in the storm.

“I can only say do your best, it’s really hard.”

“Thank you, Mr. Wen.”

Opening the game interface, Wen Jiu stared at the remaining 50 Dream Points.

If you can complete the dream entrustment for the old family owner, the points returned should not be low, and it must be at the level of Lin Zhengyi.

Not counting the feedback from fellow fans, Lin Zhengyi’s entrustment was 33 points, and conservatively, the old master gave him 30 points for a dream.

A Crescent Feather lost 20 points, and exchanged an extra 60,000 B in cash and the network of Mu Fengshuang.

It sounds good, but the problem is that if the New Moon Feather is thrown, it may not be able to complete the dream mission.

The operating environment this time was completely different from the one that Wen Jiu had been in contact with in the past, and there was no way to communicate with the target. It had to be communicated to Mu Yi’an through Mu Fengshuang, and then to the old family owner.

A feeling of taking things from the air.

“Let’s take a gamble. Even if it’s not for tens of thousands of b, it will satisfy my curiosity.”

It was the first time I saw such a huge image of a beautiful dream.

It is said that once the sea is difficult for the water, I have seen the image of a dream that is too difficult, and gained a rare experience. I will have a lot of confidence in other dream tasks in the future.

Determined, the player exchanged the Feather of the Crescent Moon at the stone carving of the God of Dreams, and the only 50 points were cleared.

“Don’t let me down…”

Wen Jiu, who was standing in the corner of the conference hall, took a deep breath during the last half-day preaching of the old patriarch.

On the game interface, select Feather of the Crescent Moon.

Then close your eyes.

The master of the old family is a dark-slayer of the Japanese rank, close to the peak of the cultivation circle, and his five senses are extremely sensitive.

While refining the image of the beautiful dream, Wen Jiu’s eyes will definitely change, try to avoid exposing the strangeness as much as possible.

Consume Crescent Feather!

When he opened his eyes again, the chaotic ribbon-shaped dream image behind the old master began to shrink, like a messy cobweb that was intertwined.

Suddenly, Wen Jiu felt his consciousness penetrated into the image of the dream, and walked along the gap between the spider webs.

This feeling is analogous to playing a game with VR, and the player is suddenly transported to a very deep map.

Because of the plot, the map automatically advances inwards, and automatically explores the maze. There are all strip-shaped…unknown objects?

This time, Wen Jiu saw it clearly. It was indeed a strip-shaped paper charm with a dizzying spell on it, emitting a blue cold light alternately.

The image of the dream is still in depth, and it is hard to imagine that the dream of the old family owner is close to the size of a game maze.

It’s almost the end…

The labyrinth’s line of sight is limited, but Wen Jiu has a feeling that the end is near.

Walking out of the narrow and twisted path, the vision expanded slightly, and all the strip-shaped rune papers converged toward the central area, connecting to the unified center point.

uh-

The roaring and low-pitched roar is comparable to the slamming of the accelerator of a car that is about to be scrapped on the road, which is harsh and distracting.

Does this dream image have sound effects?

It was the first time that Wen Jiu heard the voice of the image of a beautiful dream, but unfortunately it was not very beautiful, but rather permeated.

The end point of the collection of strip-shaped rune papers is too dark, and the vision is blurred.

The image of the beautiful dream, the image of the beautiful dream should be a white translucent structure, how can it look like a map of the abyss?

With the roar, the twisted multi-fingered palm protruded from the ground, and the labyrinth was turbulent.

There is a very oppressive thing crawling out from the ground in the center, constantly pulling on the talisman paper.

There are six fingers on one palm, the joints are twisted, and the claws are shaped like screws.

Wen Jiu’s visual effect is equivalent to watching a monster disaster movie with 3D glasses. When the big monster is about to appear, the striped rune paper emits a soft white light, and there are aqua blue runes dotted with stars…

The situation of paper charms is more in line with the color matching style of the image of the dream.

All the strip-shaped rune papers exerted their force together, and the monster was pressed into the ground again. Wen Jiu’s perspective quickly retreated, and he withdrew to the discussion hall.

Behind the old patriarch, the ribbon-shaped rune paper like coiled holes was coiled in a mess, and everything was as it was before.

The brain was a little deprived of oxygen, Wen Jiu was breathing hard, and he controlled himself not to make the gasp sound too exaggerated.

Just now that was… the evil god?

One can only guess in the direction of the evil god.

Wen Jiu had actually seen the striped talisman, the Changle City SWAT team, Mai Yuqiang took him to a cage that restrained evil things, and the dark-slayers who were tragically transformed by evil things were sealed with a similar note.

The seal paper talisman of the Mu family seems to be more high-end… nonsense.

what time is it?

Wen Jiu, who was too slow, confirmed the time. The clock in the discussion hall pointed to nearly 16:30, and the get out of class was over in thirty or forty minutes.

Just now, I spent two hours in a daze and reflection.

Looking at the image of Sweet Dreams again, there was no longer that soul-stirring feeling. Wen Jiu’s perspective switched to watching a monster movie projected on a big screen from five meters away, and the plot was similar.

The monster is about to come out, the seal will be strengthened, and it will be pulled into the ground.

In conclusion, the pure and beautiful dream of the old master is very clear, and he wants to send the evil **** to the abyss of no return.

Although the form of expression is not very good, it can still be called a “beautiful dream”, a beautiful vision for the future~www.mtlnovel.com~ In other words… the evil gods under the Mu family’s P shares have not been completely wiped out, but are quite active. ?

It should be like this, otherwise, where would the old family owner have such a heavy psychological burden?

He wants to behave calmly in front of his clan, which is a kind of “beautiful dream buried deep”, perhaps only he and at most a few elders bear the pressure.

At the end of this retreat, I gave my teaching experience, in order to check whether there are younger generations who feel the heavy responsibility of the head of the family with their understanding.

Heavy responsibilities are also constraints.

Wen Jiu’s answer that brushed the edge earlier earned Mu Yi’an a lot of points, but, what’s the next step?

The outside world does not know the situation of the evil gods suppressed by the Mu family. As an outsider, if Wen Jiu directly leaks information about the evil gods, he is afraid that it is because he “knows too much” on the spot.

The 50 Sweet Dream Points have been spent, how can I express the meaning in a safe situation and try my best to complete the Sweet Dream task…

Unconsciously, the last lecture of the old patriarch came to an end.

At the end of the communication stage, several family members tried to answer their practice experience, and they were normally appreciated by the old family owner, and there was no unexpected recognition like Mu Yi’an.

There is also a banquet tonight. It is a normal gathering during the New Year’s Eve, and it is also a successful celebration of the old master’s opening of the altar.

For a dinner party that only clan members can attend, Wen Jiu will never ask for a place to swim in the muddy water. He can only call Mu Fengshuang in advance and use a euphemism to analyze it.

Guest room, living room.

Mu Fengshuang, dressed in all her makeup, sat down at the tea table, the jade tassels on her hairpin did not shake at all, dignified and elegant.

“Mr. Wen has a new discovery?”

“No, I just analyzed the so-called **** during the lecture.”

Since he can’t tell the answer directly, Wen Jiu intends to seduce him and let Mu Fengshuang figure out the answer by himself…