Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 722 Who lives in other people’s dreams?

A leaf quickly turned yellow and fell off.

But there are ten emerald green leaves on the flower stem.

When will the nine of these ten leaves fall? Feng Qingyan didn't know, but he was looking forward to it.

What will the black pottery flowerpot look like when the red spider lily blooms?
What changes will happen?

Xiangliu realized something at this moment and looked at the black pottery flowerpot with some surprise. He was immediately attracted by the red spider lily in the pot.

But what about Qingjia?
After a while.

It shifted its gaze away from the red spider lily and looked around. Why was Qingjia gone?
At this time, the dreamland was still shaking violently. Cracks appeared one after another, and terrible light burst out from the cracks, emitting an indescribable aura of horror, which seemed to make the heaven and earth collapse even more.

These terrifying lights are just like the lights in the real world.

How can Dreamland afford it?

"Emperor, where is Qingjia? Where did he go?" Xiangliu looked around but still couldn't find Qingjia, so he couldn't help but ask out of curiosity. Although he didn't believe that Qingjia could escape from the Emperor, Qingjia was indeed gone.

Maybe it really escaped.

If this is true, it would still feel a little envious. After all, who wants to be someone else's watchdog?
Who wants to be inferior to others all their life?

Who wants to obey other people's orders forever?
It is Xiangliu, a terrifying existence in the holy realm, and one of the sixteen taboos that make the world shudder with fear.

or……

I escape too?
Xiangliu's gaze fell on those cracks.

It vaguely felt that these cracks were cracks in the wall of dreams, and perhaps it could escape from the dream through the cracks.

From now on, I will be free from dreams.

When the idea came to it, it spread like a vine, and began to look for a suitable crack. In the process of looking for a crack, it would occasionally flatter and smile, and say flattering words that made it want to vomit.

But within two or three breaths, it found a very suitable crack, which was the crack behind the black pottery flowerpot. However, the black pottery flowerpot was blocking its way. At first glance, the black pottery flowerpot looked very ordinary, as if it was really just a rough black pottery flowerpot.

But I don't know why.

One more look at it and it immediately felt its heart palpitate and even its soul began to tremble.

This is no ordinary flower pot.

If it was an ordinary flowerpot, why would the emperor hold it in his hands?

It suddenly remembered that the emperor came here holding this black pottery flowerpot, which meant that the black pottery flowerpot was not an ordinary thing. As for its power, it didn't know, but it made its heart palpitate and its soul tremble, so it was definitely not ordinary, and it might be a taboo thing.

Oh, and that flower...

It was attracted by the red spider lily again and stared at it with curiosity, always feeling that this flower contained unspeakable power.

It seems that as long as it devours it, all memories can be restored.

No matter how long the lost memories are, even from past lives or previous past lives, they can be recovered.

This is a magical flower that can restore all memories.

At this moment, it couldn't help but walk towards the red spider lily and couldn't help wanting to devour it. The desire to devour it was stronger than the desire to escape from the dream.

Its soul vibrated slightly.

This magical flower can really restore all its memories.

But as it approached, its desire to devour it becoming stronger and stronger, a figure in white walked in front of it and held up a black pottery flowerpot, which made it immediately furious and shouted, "Let go of that flower!"

"this is mine!"

Xiangliu said angrily.

"You want this flower?"

Feng Qingyan turned around and looked up at Xiangliu.

"Let go of that flower!" Xiangliu had not yet woken up, and an extremely terrifying aura burst out of his body, tearing the dreamland apart.

"This is just a very ordinary red flower."

Feng Qingyan said with a calm smile.

"Very ordinary? Humph! Do you think I am an idiot? This is a magical flower that can restore all memories..."

Xiangliu's eyes gradually turned bloodshot.

Although it was extremely angry and wanted to snatch the red flower away, it held back and did not make a move, as if it was afraid of something deep in its soul.

"How is it magical?"

Feng Qingyan asked.

"I don't know, but I can vaguely feel that it is full of magic." Xiangliu blurted out, "Moreover, it can restore my memory, the memory I lost."

"You lost your memory? What memory did you lose?"

Feng Qingyan continued to ask.

"I don't know, but I know that I lost very important memories. It seems that someone tampered with my memories." Xiang Liu was trying hard to recall, still very angry. Then he suddenly remembered something and said angrily: "It was him, it was him, he tampered with my memory. I was not actually created by that person..."

"Who? Who tampered with your memory?"

Feng Qingyan looked at Xiangliu who was in a strange state and asked, trying to get some useful information from Xiangliu.

"It's Emperor Shang..."

As soon as Xiangliu finished speaking, something like water flowed through his soul, washing away his memory again.

At this moment, it suddenly woke up and thought, what did I just do?
Did I seem like a fierce emperor just now?
Its body suddenly went limp, and it fell to the ground. It looked at Feng Qingyan with some fear, and asked cautiously, "Emperor, what did I say just now?"

"You said you wanted this red flower."

Feng Qingyan Road.

"what?"

Xiangliu was stunned for a moment, then heaved a sigh of relief, but looked at the red spider lily with some doubt. Did I just ask the emperor for this red flower?
What do I need it for?
Can't eat it either.

Oh, what was I going to do just now? It tried to think about it, but still couldn't remember it, so it asked curiously: "Emperor, where is Qingjia? Why is he gone?"

"it's here."

Feng Qingyan looked at the black pottery flowerpot, then turned the green armor side towards Xiangliu.

Xiang Liu saw that on one of the sixteen-sided flower pots, there was a picture of Qing Jia carved on it. Although it looked like a picture, it was like a soul...

It seemed that Qingjia was suppressed in the black pottery pot.

Xiangliu was stunned for a moment, his soul trembling uncontrollably, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

It didn't seem like it, Qingjia was really suppressed on the black pottery flowerpot, and it finally realized what was so special about the black pottery flowerpot.

"This this……"

It was so shocked that it stuttered and its face was filled with fear.

"This flower is called Red Spider Lily, and there is only one in this world." Feng Qingyan said, "It can indeed restore people's memories, whether it is the past life or the present life, all memories can be restored. But now, I can't give it..."

"Emperor, I don't want it."

Xiangliu said in panic.

"By the way, you just said that you were not created by the Shang Emperor. So what is your origin? Do you remember anything?"

Feng Qingyan asked.

"Ah?" Xiang Liu was stunned, and he kept saying, "Emperor, this, how is this possible? I, Xiang Liu, was created by the Emperor. How else could I come from? When I am alive, I am the Emperor's man. When I die, I am the Emperor's ghost..."

"You are a ghost."

Feng Qingyan Road.

"Oh, yes, I am a ghost." Xiang Liu nodded repeatedly, but then he was a little stunned. He couldn't help but look at himself and said doubtfully: "Emperor, I don't think I can be called a ghost. Could it be that I am a different form of ghost?"

"I made a mistake."

Feng Qingyan frowned and realized that he had just said the wrong thing.

It is indeed inappropriate to say that Xiangliu is a ghost. After all, neither Xiangliu nor other taboos are souls.

"You really don't remember anything?"

Feng Qingyan thought for a moment and asked. Xiangliu shook his head, looking confused.

It seems that their memories have indeed been erased, but why have their memories been erased? Did the Shang Emperor do something to their souls?
Since nothing more can be asked, just suppress it.

"Look, a flower pot."

Feng Qingyan pointed to the sky and said.

Xiangliu couldn't help but look up when he heard that, and sure enough, he saw a flowerpot falling from the sky.

This flowerpot looked like the one the emperor was holding in his hand. When it was about to see if the flowerpot was still in the emperor's hand, it found that it could not move at all, and immediately became terrified.

How is this going?

As Xiangliu was frightened, the flowerpot fell down and Feng Qingyan bent down to pick it up.

The seventh leaf of the red spider lily falls.

"Blood Queen, Mountain Ghost, Door Taboo, God's Disgust, Witch's Evil, Green Armor, Xiangliu, what are the remaining nine taboos?" Feng Qingyan looked at the taboos carved on the outer wall of the flowerpot and said, when the sixteen taboos are suppressed, the red spider lily should bloom.

When the red spider lilies are in full bloom, the dead souls on the bridge of guidance can be guided over.

The Yellow Springs Road in the underworld can also be built.

But what about reincarnation?
Finally, it's a bad cycle
The underworld can be without the Yellow Springs Road, without the Naihe Bridge, without the Wangchuan River, and even without the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

But there must be reincarnation.

The underworld without reincarnation is not the underworld at all.

So the question comes back to how to create "reincarnation".

He stared at the black pottery flowerpot. When the red spider lily bloomed, would the flowerpot turn into reincarnation? After all, the flowerpot exuded the breath of reincarnation...

As he was thinking.

The violent shaking of the dreamland gradually woke him up, and he found that more cracks appeared in the dreamland.

The dreamland is really about to collapse.

This made his soul tremble, and a solemn look appeared in his eyes.

If the dreamland collapses, the entire world will collapse, and all living beings in the world will be destroyed.

How to do this?

He quickly thought of a way to remedy the situation. He didn't expect that just by waiting a little, Qing Jia would hit the dreamland so hard.

This was a result he did not expect.

If the dreamland collapses, he will bear an unshirkable responsibility.

Dream?

Whose dream is this?

Why do the sixteen taboos live in dreams?
Since the sixteen taboos all live in dreams, am I, and everyone in the world, also living in a dream?
Does this mean that I am living in someone else's dream?
He thought and thought.

The dreamland was shaking even more violently.

Also, am I a figment of someone else's imagination? Am I not actually a real, true existence?

Am I just a thought, a fantasy in someone else's dream?

At this moment his body shook violently.

unbelievable.

Can not accept.

The dreamland was collapsing, and the light bursting from outside was like the light of reality.

The dream collapsed in the light of reality, falling like fragments, and there was nothing that could resist the light of reality.

In the light of truth.

The dreamland was crumbling madly, and the sky seemed to be falling in pieces.

Under Feng Qingyan's horror, not only the dreamland was shaking, but even the Kumo Heaven was shaking violently.

It was as if the sky was about to collapse.

Countless demons looked up in fear, looking at the sky that was cracking...

After a while, not only Kumo Heaven, but also Kutuo Heaven was shaking violently, and cracks appeared in the sky.

Soon it became the Zhou world, the world of mountains and seas, etc.

Countless people looked up in fear.

At this time, all the earth was shaking, all the sky was cracking, and the heaven and earth were about to collapse, just like the end of the world.

On Wushan Mountain in Wushan Realm.

Ah Heng, dressed in white and barefoot, looked up at the cracked sky, frowned slightly, and said with infinite worry: "You, still know? Isn't it too early? Can you bear it now? If you can bear it, everything is fine; if you can't bear it, all souls will be reduced to ashes..."

"Although this is a dream, everything is real!"

she said lightly.

"Whether it's you, me, or everyone in the world, we are not the fantasy of others, nor are we the fantasy in dreams, but real souls..."

Ah Heng said lightly.

"If you can't bear it, the sky will collapse, the earth will fall, all living things will be destroyed, and everything will cease to exist..."

She said again.

However, Feng Qingyan, who was far away in front of the wall of dreams, didn't hear it at all.

At this moment, rays and beams of real light shone in, as if penetrating everything and making all the dreamlike things unable to resist.

This includes Feng Qingyan.

His body seemed to have turned into an illusion before the light of reality and was rapidly dissipating.

"what--"

He felt the pain in his soul and couldn't help but roar.

He opened his eyes wide and looked at everything he saw in front of him in horror, unable to accept the fact that the light of reality destroyed all things in dreams.

This true light is actually just a very ordinary light.

but.

In front of the things in the dream, it is an existence that can overwhelm everything. Nothing in the dream can resist the light of reality.
All things in dreams must disappear in the light of reality.

All disappeared.

Including Feng Qingyan’s so-called imperial body.

"what--"

He roared, unable to accept it.

This must be fake, this must be fake. How could the world I live in be someone else's dream?

The Sixteen Taboos have no good intentions. Qing Jia and Xiang Liu are deliberately leading me...

The world I live in is the real world!

Not a dream!

It's not fantasy!

Feng Qingyan shouted angrily, rebuking the terrible thought in his mind.

He needs to force himself to believe that the world he lives in is the real world. If he doesn't believe it, or believes that he is living in a dream, everything will disappear, everything will cease to exist...

But when he forced himself to believe that he was living in the real world, he suddenly remembered similar words that Miss Yaoyao and Ah Heng had said...

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(End of this chapter)