Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

creak!

creak!

"Orange, wake up!"

Fan Zui suddenly sat up in bed.

Looking around at the pitch-black room, he was completely lost.

what happened……

Could it be a dream?

I rely on!

He can hardly distinguish between dreams and reality anymore.

"Sir, what's the matter?"

The noise woke Orange, who murmured as she got up, feeling utterly dazzled.

She rubbed her eyes, looked around the room, and stared at her young master beside her with a puzzled expression.

She was sleeping soundly when she was suddenly awakened.

He rubbed his eyes and yawned.

She's just an ordinary person who needs rest every day.

"Young master, it's still a while before dawn, why don't you get some more sleep?"

After saying that, she lay back down.

"Ah! Young master, your hand!"

Suddenly, she seemed to see something, cried out in surprise, stepped back, and pointed at his arm.

Upon hearing the sound, Fan Zui hurriedly looked at his arm.

My palms and the backs of my hands were covered in blood.

Combined with the dim lighting, it looked terrifying.

It also had a bloody smell, which was somewhat pungent.

With a wave of Fan Zui's hand, the room suddenly lit up.

Light the candle!

In the firelight, both of them could see clearly.

That was indeed blood!

He got up and washed his hands in the basin.

The cool water temperature instantly sobered him up a bit.

Recalling the scene he had seen in his dream, he rushed out of the room and into the corridor.

Look outside.

Enveloped in mist!

It is indeed above the clouds!

The Yuelai Inn has indeed grown taller.

Their gaze fell upon the place of enlightenment, but not on the mass grave.

There was no army of skeletons to be seen.

but……

He looked at his hands.

The blood looked so real!

The last time in the City of Daughters, it was just as eerie.

Could it be that I've really seen a ghost?

Dou had transmigrated and was now cultivating immortality, so naturally he believed that ghosts existed in this world.

For a moment, he became somewhat confused.

I'm really starting to lose track of what's happening in my dreams and what's real.

"Am I still dreaming...?"

Ju Zi came out of the house, and Fan Zui reached out and pinched her cheek.

It's very soft and bouncy.

Not a dream!

"Young master, why don't you pinch yourself?"

Orange pouted and rubbed her face.

As dawn broke, a ray of sunlight shone upon the earth, bringing a touch of warmth.

Suddenly, a streak of light seemed to be rapidly approaching from the sky.

The target indicated the location of the two individuals.

"Watch out, orange!"

"Be careful, son!"

They both spoke at the same time, and then prepared to protect each other behind their backs.

The next moment, the two of them sat up from the bed.

Eyes facing each other.

They looked at each other in bewilderment.

The candles inside the room had long since burned out.

It was already daylight outside.

A ray of sunlight shone in, warm and cozy.

Ju Zi's gaze fell on Fan Zui's hands.

Seemingly understanding her meaning, Fan Zui also looked at his hands.

Hmm, no blood.

"It seems it really was just a dream..."

As Fan Zui said this, he felt that he had said something similar in his dream just now...

His expression shifted constantly for a moment.

The two got out of bed and went into the hallway.

But there was no mist or fog to be seen.

It's still the eighth floor.

Is it a martial arts arena or a place for enlightenment?

But there was no one there at the moment.

The entire inn was eerily quiet, without a single sound.

If there's anything to it, it's probably just the rustling of leaves in the wind.

Fan Zui leaned against the railing and glanced down.

The ground is clearly visible.

It hasn't risen!

Am I dreaming?

He was about to pinch the orange's cheek.

After thinking about it, I decided to pinch myself instead.

I felt pain, so I'm sure it wasn't a dream.

Orange did the same, pinching herself as well.

The pain made her wince and gasp for breath.

"Son..."

"Don't ask me, I'm even more confused than you are."

The orange looked around blankly.

Seemingly remembering something, she turned around and ran downstairs.

A short while later, she jogged back, panting, and said:

“Young master, I remember there were people living downstairs yesterday, but now they’re all gone.”