Chapter 88

With doubts, he stepped into the gate of Xiangxiang building. On the counter, a big man with five big and three thick feet was picking his feet, which surprised Lu Xing.

Why, now it's popular for men to sell Rouge powder? Can the contrast bring unexpected business revenue? You can learn from this.

The man looked up slightly and said, "there is still an empty room on the left hand on the second floor. There is a Yuan Stone every hour. Everything is complete. Please do it yourself, sir."

"Hmm?" what's the service attitude?

Mo Santan explained as he walked: "all the people who come here are old customers. Everyone knows the rules. Even if there are new customers, they are brought by old customers. Naturally, they will explain the way to him."

The room is very empty. There are only two futons for meditation. It seems that they are specially used for practitioners. Since Lu Xing ran Sifang City, he has never heard of a shop dedicated to practitioners.

"What do you do here?" Lu Xing said strangely. If there are some improper industries, he will let the city master's house close them later.

Mo sighed: "don't worry, elder martial brother, will you be hurt? I promise you'll come once and want to come again."

Lu Xing was even more flustered. Mo Santan described how it was so like... Smoking addiction in the dream world? Take this one and the next one. Is there tobacco in the world?

After they sat down on the futon, Mo sighed and lit the sandalwood in the incense stove. Then he said, "this box of sandalwood is called 'returning to the dream fairyland'."

"Return to dream fairyland?"

"As long as a practitioner hears the dream fairyland, no matter how deep the past is buried in his heart, he will hook out the smoke one by one. When he is familiar with it, he can control the past fragments of the dream at will."

"I see." Lu Xingdao said, "what are the good memories of the past? The past has passed him. I really don't understand the meaning of this box of dream fairyland tour."

Mo sighed bitterly and said with a smile, "of course it's meaningful. Some people often leave a knot in their heart because the past is too unfortunate or too lucky, and eventually they are promoted to heart demons. If they don't conquer the second heart demons, their cultivation will stop all their life. Later, the dream fairy invented this box of DREAM FAIRY tour, which gives practitioners the opportunity to relive the past and break the heart demons."

Lu Xing listened and nodded, thinking that he has been practicing until now... Well, it seems that he has only lived to be 20 years old. Twenty years of life, there should be no regrets.

"Wrong?" Lu Xing asked. "Since the dream fairy tour is so easy to use, why do you open the store in such a corner?"

Mo San sighed: "well, it's not because some people use it wrong. It eventually leads to the confusion between reality and dreams, so they are banned by the temple. Younger martial brother Lu, you can know this kind of thing as long as you have used it. Remember, you can't tell others when you go out."

After that, Mo Santan can't wait to enter the dream. As soon as he entered, Mo sighed, and his mouth was full of smiles. He salivated like a fool.

Lu Xing was speechless. After hesitating for a long time, he decided to try. Anyway, he often dreams and is not afraid to confuse dreams with reality.

I've lived for 20 years. I didn't expect to sneak today... Wait, I've lived for 20 years? Lu Xing's head seems to have only two or three years of memory?

Since the headache less than three years ago, a lot of things suddenly came out of my mind, and then I started my life. But three years ago? Lu Xing doesn't seem to remember.

Before he could figure it out, Lu Xing was so dark that he fell into a dream.

When I opened my eyes, it was all blood, blood all over the sky, and the cry of a baby around me. Is the young master and young lady of which family born? Lu Xing was going to have a look, but he found that he couldn't walk at all.

"Hmm? Am I the baby? Well, going back to dream fairyland really can release the memory."

The blood volume is very abnormal. It's dystocia. Lu Xinggang lost his mother as soon as he was born. In the gap between the baby's eyes, Lu Xing saw the surrounding environment clearly. There was chaos everywhere and there were many skeletons.

People flee in a hurry during the war. No one cares about a bloody baby. Only a staggering old man stopped and fled with Lu Xing.

When his adoptive father died at the age of six, Lu Xing officially began begging on the street. Fortunately, the old man finally settled his home near Qingyu mountain, so that Lu Xing was instilled with the idea of practice since childhood.

Until he was seventeen, he was finally favored by the people of Qingyu mountain. He was taken back as a standby disciple and began to prepare for blood practice.

"So the first half of my life was so simple? I thought I had to be like a legendary protagonist. No wonder I didn't remember. Alas, the Taiping field is not good."

"Eh? You shouldn't forget your parents no matter how ordinary and ordinary you are. Even if you are an orphan, someone will always bring you to a begging age? Strange!"

As the picture circulated, when Lu Xing was 18, the meteorite from the sky cut through the sky.

There are meteorites in this world? Lu Xing said that there are no stars in the world. Where did the meteorite come from? Strange to say, the sky is empty. It's really "the sky". But even if the sun and moon are hanging in the sky, I don't know where they came from. Anyway, the consciousness of the temple means that it is a gift from God. I'm not buying it

After the meteorite fell to the ground, a wisp of subtle black smoke crossed thousands of mountains and got into Lu Xing's mind. Is this the root of Lu Xing's headache?

"Am I possessed? Or am I not me, am I possessed by someone else? Am I crossed, or am I crossed?"

At the critical moment, the utility of returning to dream fairyland came. Lu Xing only took a small sip with the attitude of giving it a try.

Open your eyes, it's all blood, blood all over the sky. Smell the smell, like your own blood. Huh? Am I still awake?

Lu Xing suddenly sat up and found that this was indeed the private room of Xiangxiang building. Mo Santan also lay aside and dreamed. But where did the blood come from?

"Don't move, it will kill you."

Well, why is that so familiar? I seem to have heard it somewhere.

"It's really broken iron shoes. There's nowhere to find. It takes no time. Lu Xing, who invented the car, met us again."

"Who is Lu Xing? I'm Lu Wuyi, the disciple of Lingxi peak Keqing."

Lu Xing suddenly turned around and found that the other party was dressed in black, head to toe, with only a crack in his eyes. Man in black? It's been a long time.

The man said, "Lu Xing, we met in Qingyu mountain."

"Is it you?" Lu Xing suddenly sounded. There were two groups of people that night. One was the eldest brother and second brother of the demon sect, and the other was the man in black.

"Remember who I am?" said the man in black. "You've deceived me. I'm going to help you publicize the child's husband. But you made it up."

You're the emotional elder martial brother? Lu Xing had no choice but to smile bitterly.

Man in Black: "I've been looking for you for a long time. I thought you were dead. I didn't expect you to be a fellow?"

Lu Xing said: "well, it's said that a long farewell is better than a new marriage. In the face of reunion, can you let me go back? Hey! Why! Keep your hands clean! Help! Someone kidnapped! I was kidnapped!"

Ignoring Lu Xing's eloquence, the man in black packed Lu Xing and carried him away.