Dream Walker: Feng Shui Master Bai Ya

With tears welling up in his eyes, Shang Muchen heard the other person call himself his brother, and for some reason, tears instantly streamed down his face uncontrollably.

After shedding tears in a daze for a while, the scene changed again, and Shang Muchen found himself sitting in a rather luxurious European-style living room. On the round dining table covered with a lace tablecloth with gold trim, there were exquisite bone china tea sets.

Across the table sat a man whom I knew intimately from the depths of my soul, yet whom I did not recognize.

Just now, in the footage, this man even claimed to be his older brother, Shang Muming.

But his older brother died unexpectedly when he was three years old. How could he be here?

"You are not Xiao Chen..."

No, I'm not saying you're not Shang Muchen. What I mean is, you're not Shang Muchen from my world.

No, strictly speaking, the world I'm in now isn't my original world either; this is also a dream...

The man, who called himself the older brother, mumbled a bunch of things that Shang Muchen couldn't understand.

However, no matter what, this person is definitely a good person who loves himself.

"Are you really my brother?" Shang Muchen asked timidly.

"Hmm," the man who called himself Shang Muming nodded and said, "However, we shouldn't be from the same universe."

"Huh? Did I time travel?"

"Yes, your situation is indeed time travel, but it's not a simple time travel."

I've observed your condition, and you're probably dreaming, and having an extremely dangerous nightmare.

Your situation is extremely urgent; you have suffered a very difficult and profound psychological attack.

"Xiao Chen, tell me, what exactly happened?"

Shang Muchen briefly explained his experience.

The scene before him changed again, and Shang Muchen found himself on a main street.

This is a steampunk metropolis where people wear 19th-century style suits and trench coats, and huge steam locomotives with brass embellishments shuttle between towering skyscrapers.

The man who claimed to be his older brother was walking beside him, explaining to Shang Muchen in detail: "Little Chen, your situation is very troublesome."

You must quickly locate the plane of your physical frequency, otherwise you will keep jumping randomly between planes and eventually get lost at the unknown end of the endless universe.

Now, focus intently on something you can't let go of. This thing must be something worth looking forward to, something you yearn for, so that you can use this instinctive impulse to reclaim your physical body.

"What exactly happened?" Shang Muchen scratched his head.

"For example, do you have a woman you love?"

"Um... I'm still single. But there's a stunningly beautiful woman lying next to me..."

"Okay, then go and try to remember her."

"But...she has a demon inside her..."

"A fairy? You mean that flying bat girl you mentioned?"

"right."

"Hmm, I've never seen the kind of monster you're talking about. I'm quite curious and would like to see it for myself."

In short, you should focus on getting your physical body back first. If I can help you, I definitely will.

Shang Muchen tried hard to recall the scene of herself lying in the bedroom on the third floor of the Liu family mansion.

Soon, the situation changed again, and he was indeed back at the Liu family mansion.

However, at this moment, it seems that I am not in the house, but in the yard.

"Is this the place?"

"Oh? Brother, you followed me?"

"Hmm," Shang Muming, who called himself Shang Muchen's older brother, nodded and said, "Little Chen, you should go back to your physical body first."

Now that I have recorded your coordinates in this dimension, I can observe you at any time in the future and maintain contact with you at any time.

Don't worry, I will definitely not let you get hurt.

"Yes! I believe you! Thank you!" Shang Muchen said with heartfelt gratitude.

Shang Muchen led Shang Muming back to the entrance of the mansion, but instead of opening the door, they went straight inside.

Upon reaching the third floor and returning to his bedroom, Shang Muming was surprised to see the room full of equipment. He was even more startled when he saw "Ghost Catcher No. 1" placed in the corner of the bedroom.

"Xiao Chen! Who created such a powerful weapon?"

"Which one? 'Ghostbusters No. 1'? It's Professor Eileen's masterpiece."

"Professor Eileen? Is there another Eileen in your universe? Are you close to her?"

"I'm not very familiar with it, what's wrong?"

"Eileen is quite a troublesome expert! Sigh, it's a long story, but I'll tell you about her later."

In short, you absolutely cannot offend Eileen. She's a terrifyingly powerful being—at least in my universe. And her husband is even more terrifying…

Anyway, don't offend her, and it's best to get as close to her as possible.

"Really? I'll remember that."

"Alright, you can go back now. I'll help you..." Before the brother could finish speaking, the Flying Bat Girl suddenly appeared again.

It let out a sharp cry and charged straight at the Shang brothers.

Shang Muchen was terrified and retreated repeatedly. His brother seemed unafraid, but his brows were furrowed as he muttered, "Oh dear, this illness is very serious. If it's not cured, it could be fatal."

This is a disease affecting the soul, and it is extremely difficult to treat.

I'll help her calm down first, and then we'll look for a treatment method.

As Shang Muchen watched his brother speak, he suddenly opened his hands, and ten beams of white light shone from his ten fingers.

The white light, like a white thread, instantly bound the flying bat woman.

"That's awesome! Brother, kill it!"

"How could you kill her? She's your woman, isn't she?"

"What? How could this be?"

"She's that girl's soul." The brother, controlling the flying bat-woman with white light, gestured towards Liu Qingyang, who was lying on the other side of the bed, and said.

"At present, I do not know what kind of great mental persecution that girl suffered, what kind of mental pollution she was subjected to, or what kind of consciousness-level disease she was infected with, that caused her soul to be distorted into this way."

In short, she is very ill now.

"Huh?" Shang Muchen was dumbfounded.

"But don't worry, I'm a psychologist by training, and I'm best at treating mental illnesses," the brother said. "I will help you heal her slowly, and I will also teach you more methods and skills to make you stronger."

Don't rush, let's leave it at that for today.

As he spoke, the older brother gently swung the white thread in his hand, like manipulating a marionette, and stuffed the Flying Bat Girl into Liu Qingyang's body.

"You should go back too. We'll meet again someday," the older brother said. "Oh, right, I have something to tell you before I leave."

In the basement of this mansion, I sensed a great calamity, its causal thread leading directly to hell. You must be extremely careful.

"Yes……"

With a gentle push from his brother, Shang Muchen felt an immense, inescapable suction force, instantly pulling him back into his body.

When I opened my eyes again, I felt real sensations in my body.

The aroma of milk candy filled his nostrils, and a warm, sweet feeling filled his arms. Shang Muchen looked down and saw that Liu Qingyang was indeed hugging his arm tightly, rubbing her fragrant hair against his arm.

"Yawn..." Liu Qingyang lazily opened her eyes. "I slept so soundly, so comfortable... Ah! What's going on! Go to hell!"

Liu Qingyang suddenly realized that she was holding Shang Muchen's arm. She blushed instantly, pushed him away, and quickly turned around to touch the spiked club on the floor.

Seeing that he was about to suffer a loss, Shang Muchen simply punched the alarm button on the bedside table.