Chapter 578 Lazy Dream

Ye Haolong couldn't be woken up anyway, and Li Banfeng was about to fall asleep.

The old teapot barely supported himself: "Brother, why don't you go out of the city to relax?"

Leaving the pillow city can indeed get rid of fatigue, but this does not solve the actual problem. The next time I come to the pillow city, it will be the same situation. Li Banfeng still can't wake Ye Haolong up.

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"Or, go home and relax, it's okay————" The old teapot fell asleep.

Going back to Suishenju is the same, it still doesn't solve the problem, but Li Banfeng really can't hold on.

After sitting in Suishenju for a while, Li Banfeng sobered up a little, and the magic weapons around him also woke up.

Li Banfeng rubbed his forehead and asked the record player: "My dear lady, is there any way to wake someone up in Pillow City?"

The lady put down the clay figurine in her hand, thought for a moment and said: "It is too difficult to wake up a sleeping person, but there are some ways to make the person wake up by himself. One is to rely on the mind cultivation technique to force the person to think about waking up."

Jiuhulu said: "Sister, I tried it, this trick doesn't work. The people in Pillow City are sleeping too soundly and can't think at all."

Hulu always takes action when others are unaware, but it didn't work this time.

The pendulum was also thinking about cultivation: "Madam, I have tried it too, and it really doesn't work."

The record player was a little angry: "I gave you so many good things for nothing, and you all became fat and white, but when it's time to work, you are useless.

Since cultivation is not good, we have to rely on dream cultivation. Mengde, go and try!"

Mengde walked down from the wall, and turned from a calendar into a pocket watch. He said to Li Banfeng: "Master, when we get to that person, I will enter his dream and persuade him to wake up from the dream."

Li Banfeng took Mengde out of Suishenju and came to Ye Haolong.

Mengde yawned: "This place is really sleepy————"

Before she finished speaking, Mengde had already fallen asleep. She entered Ye Haolong's dream.

Mengxiu was not afraid of falling asleep here. When she entered the dream, she was also awake. Li Banfeng forced himself to be alert and waited for Mengde's response. After waiting for more than ten minutes, Mengde did not come out. Li Banfeng fell asleep sitting next to Ye Haolong.

He dreamed that he was holding his wife and dancing in the big dance floor of Xiaoyaowu, with the band accompanying on the stage and the singing girl singing in the band.

After dancing one song after another, Li Banfeng gently wiped the sweat on the trumpet: "My dear wife, are you tired?"

"If my husband is not tired, I am not tired either."

"My dear wife, let's dance another cha-cha-cha!"

"I won't dance that one anymore, because my bones hurt after dancing."

"Does it really hurt? I'll rub it for my wife--.--·

Li Banfeng was rubbing the hip of the record player, and the singing girl on the stage suddenly shouted: "Master, you can't dance anymore, you should wake up."

"Don't make trouble, can't you see I'm busy?" Li Banfeng gently rubbed his wife's hip.

"I really can't dance anymore, if I dance again, I will fall asleep and it will be difficult to wake up!"

"It's okay to fall asleep, and I'll have a good sleep with my wife!"

"Master!" Meng De said coquettishly, pulling Li Banfeng out of the dream.

Li Banfeng was awakened by Meng De: "Can't you wait a little longer? I'm massaging my wife and making her feel comfortable..."

"Master, don't forget the important things."

Li Banfeng stretched and looked at Ye Haolong on the bed.

He was still lying in the same position and hadn't moved much.

"You didn't wake him up?" Li Banfeng frowned and looked at Meng De, "He didn't wake up, what did you ask me to do?"

"Master, I went to his dream, but I really couldn't get close to him. He was fighting with others all the time. If I approached rashly, I would definitely be seriously injured by him, and I might even lose my life."

"In the dream, you will also be injured by him?" Li Banfeng didn't know much about dream cultivation techniques.

Meng De explained: "If you enter an ordinary person's dream, you may not be hurt, but if you enter another dream cultivator's dream, it is equivalent to entering his territory, and every move may become real."

The words are a bit confusing, Li Banfeng asked: "Are you saying that Ye Haolong is a dream cultivator?"

Meng De hesitated a little: "The cultivation level cannot be seen, but I see that he is very clear in the dream, so he should be a dream cultivator."

Ye Haolong has the cultivation level of the cloud, and it is indeed a bit difficult for Meng De to deal with a cloud cultivator alone.

Li Banfeng couldn't think of a countermeasure for a while, and felt sleepy.

Seeing him yawn, Mengde suggested: "Master, are you willing to go to his dream?"

Li Banfeng was surprised and said: "Do you have such a method?"

Mengde said: "With my cultivation, I definitely don't have such a method, but among the foreigners I ate before, there was a master of dream control. I ate his flesh and blood. I learned some techniques of dream bridge, maybe I can give it a try."

Before Mengde explained in detail what the dream bridge was, Li Banfeng felt his eyelids heavy and fell asleep quickly.

In his dream, Li Banfeng was lying on his wife's belly and listening silently.

The wife asked cautiously: "Husband, do you think it's a boy or a girl?"

Mengde snorted coldly beside him: "It seems that she can really give birth."

Li Banfeng and his wife lingered for a while, and were led by Mengde to a suspension bridge.

Although Li Banfeng knew that he was in a dream after Mengde's reminder, the suspension bridge in front of him

Li Banfeng still felt strange.

He didn't know where the suspension bridge was hung. He only saw dozens of ropes hanging from the sky,

suspending the shaky bridge deck, but he couldn't see where the ropes came from.

Li Banfeng looked at Mengde and said, "If we fall off this suspension bridge, will we really die?"

There is no record player or Hong Ying here. Mengde held Li Banfeng's arm tightly and said softly, "Don't be afraid. With me here, the master will never make any mistakes."

Li Banfeng followed Mengde onto the bridge. The suspension bridge shook with every step, and the fog rose under the bridge, which was bottomless.

After walking two steps, Li Banfeng moved his ankles from time to time. He was always ready to ride the wind and clouds. Even if he fell, he could fly up.

No, his legs couldn't exert strength, and it seemed that he couldn't fly.

Mengde reminded: "Master, in the dream, only dream cultivators can use their full strength. Other Taoist cultivators are subject to some restrictions. You can't use force when you meet Ye Haolong later. You may not be able to beat him in his dream."

Halfway across the suspension bridge, Li Banfeng vaguely heard shouts and clashes of weapons, which came from Ye Haolong's dream.

After crossing the suspension bridge, Li Banfeng first came to a bamboo forest. The bamboos were densely packed, with many knife marks, many bloodstains, and some bamboos were cut in half. In the mess, there was a bit of misery.

The further he went, the more intense the shouting and killing became. When he reached the edge of the bamboo forest, Li Banfeng finally saw Ye Haolong.

Ye Haolong was holding a long sword and fighting with a group of masked men. Behind him was a truck, and next to the truck lay the dying peddler.

Is this the situation when the peddler and the heavenly man fought?

This situation actually reappeared in the dream?

There were more than a dozen masked men around Ye Haolong. Which masked man was the heavenly man?

They all looked similar. Could they be the avatars of the heavenly man?

Judging from the situation in the dream, after the peddler was defeated by the heavenly man, Ye Haolong helped him resist for a while. It can be seen that Ye Haolong's cultivation and combat power are quite superb, and he is a top figure in Pro State.

Is this true?

Mengde held Li Banfeng's hand tightly and gently reminded him: "Master,

This is a dream, don't take it seriously."

The scene in the dream is different from reality, and there is a big difference.

Even so, Li Banfeng did not dare to be careless. He took Mengde and hid in the bamboo forest, watching the two sides fighting silently.

Ye Haolong's swordsmanship is very elegant. Under the siege of more than a dozen people, he can attack and defend freely, advance and retreat calmly, without obvious flaws.

After more than 30 rounds of fighting, Ye Haolong's long sword flew, flashing more than a dozen sword lights, knocking down the swords in the hands of more than a dozen men in black.

More than a dozen men in black had scars on their bodies, and Ye Haolong seemed to be too exhausted, and his body was a little kneeling.

But why did every man in black use a sword, and the sword moves were almost the same?

These sword moves seem to have been seen somewhere, as if they appeared in some movies shot in Zhengjing Village.

Yes, it is the sword move routine in the movie.

How real is Ye Haolong's dream?

The concept of time in the dream was very vague. Fortunately, Mengde had the function of accurate timing. After half an hour, this boring battle finally ended. From beginning to end, both sides did not use any skills, just fighting with swords.

Ye Haolong defeated a group of black-clothed men with a slight advantage, and then stumbled towards the peddler.

"Senior, how are you?" Ye Haolong picked up the peddler.

The peddler looked at Ye Haolong and panted hard: "Brother Ye, you are great."

Ye Haolong said with tears in his eyes: "I am late."

"Puluozhou, I will entrust it to you from now on!"

"Don't say that, senior, you should rest for a while. I have medicine for injuries here. As long as you take the medicine, you will definitely get better."

The peddler shook his head and said: "To defend Prouzhou, we must not be bullied by the inner and outer states. This important task is entrusted to you."

After that, the peddler tilted his head, closed his eyes, and was silent.

Ye Haolong sat next to the peddler and cried for a long time.

The ground slowly sank, and a pit appeared. The peddler's body automatically entered the pit.

The peddler was buried just like that. Obviously, this process was not very important to Ye Haolong, just like the appearance of the villain.

After burying the peddler, Ye Haolong pushed the truck and prepared to embark on a new journey. Li Banfeng walked to Ye Haolong and said with a smile: "Are you the Lord of Pro?"

Ye Haolong straightened his chest and said calmly: "Don't call me that. I just want to do my best to protect Prozhou. This is the entrustment of the predecessors. This is my mission."

"Is the predecessor you are talking about the peddler?"

Ye Haolong nodded.

Li Banfeng asked: "What happened to the peddler?"

"He dueled with the man in the sky and was seriously injured and died." At this point, Ye Haolong's eyes flashed with tears.

Li Banfeng asked: "What does the man in heaven look like? I want to avenge the peddler."

Ye Haolong looked at Li Banfeng, shook his head and sighed: "Young man, your thoughts are precious, but the fighting power of the man in heaven is far beyond your reach."

"Just tell me what he looks like, even if I can't kill him today, I will avenge the peddler when I return from my studies in the future!"

Ye Haolong shook his head and sighed: "You are still young, this blood feud is not something you should bear, you must practice well and contribute to the great cause of Prozhou!"

Li Banfeng looked at Ye Haolong and said: "Have you never seen the man in heaven?"

Ye Haolong was unhappy: "Young man, how can you talk like that? I saw the decisive battle between the man in heaven and the peddler with my own eyes."

"Then why can't you tell the appearance of the man in heaven?"

"It's not that I can't tell you, but I can't tell you. I'm doing this all for your own good!"

"If you have seen a person in the sky, you can tell what he looks like. If you don't tell him, you have never seen him. There is nothing to argue about such a simple truth." Li Banfeng stared at Ye Haolong. He couldn't help but wonder. Determine whether the Foolish Skill is useful in dreams.

"I, I have seen--" Ye Haolong stuttered a little, and his thoughts fell into a little confusion.

"Just tell me when I see you!"

He looked at Li Banfeng, raised the long sword in his hand and said, "Who are you? Why are you so entangled?"

Mengde reminded: "Master, he is Yunshang Mengxiu, don't fight him in his dream.

After asking this step, how could Li Banfeng stop?

He couldn't use his legs, his traveling skills were limited, he couldn't enter the dreamland with him, and his home training skills were also limited. Li Banfeng touched the weapons and magic weapons on his body, and it seemed that only Meng De could be brought into the dream. .

"I'll try to delay it while you force him to tell the truth.'

After admonishing Mengde, Li Banfeng looked at Ye Haolong angrily: "You deceiver, you have never seen that decisive battle, why did you lie?"

Ye Haolong's hands were shaking a little: "I have seen it, this is what I saw with my own eyes!"

Meng De whispered: "I didn't hear him lying."

Does it mean it's true if you're not lying?

Li Banfeng said: "Please tell me carefully about the war, what techniques and methods were used by both sides, and don't tell me that the salesman and the people in the sky asked for the sword in front of you together!"

Ye Haolong stammered: "I have seen all their techniques!"

"If you see it, tell me!"

"Why should I tell you——" Ye Haolong raised the sword in his hand, his whole body shaking.

Mengde felt strange why this man was so angry.

Seeing that Ye Haolong was so angry, a fierce battle was definitely inevitable, so Mengde quickly prepared an escape route for Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng also knew that there was bound to be a fight, so he exerted force with his feet, preparing to break through thousands of rivers.

Catch the opponent off guard first.

If you can injure the other party, take the opportunity to continue questioning. If you can't injure the other party, then find a way to deal with him.

Ye Haolong stood there, his body still trembling, as if he was preparing to confront Li Banfeng head-on.

Li Banfeng rushed forward first, and when he was about to use his technique, he tripped over a Wing Chao and almost fell to the ground.

Is this Ye Haolong's method?

He changed the terrain conditions and caused me to fall?

Li Banfeng glanced at the ground and saw no changes in the terrain.

The ground full of weeds suddenly became loose, which scared Li Banfeng and took two steps back. Ye Haolong was also a little nervous.

puff!

A hand emerged from the ground.

What's this? Is Ye Haolong's clone?

Meng De didn't know where this hand came from, but he saw that the soil was constantly cracking, and the arm was stretching longer and longer. His fingers kept crawling on the ground, and he crawled out of the soil with his whole body.

What climbed out was a man, with his hair and beard covering his face, making it difficult to tell how old he was.

He was wearing a gray cloth gown, not too thick, not too thin, no matter spring, summer, autumn or winter.

It can be worn in any season.

The clothes were covered with mud, but he only patted them, but they were as clean as new. He didn't know what kind of fabric the clothes were made of.

He raised his head and looked at Li Banfeng, then turned to look at Ye Haolong.

Ye Haolong held up his long sword, pointed at Li Banfeng and said: "Are you an accomplice of the people in heaven? Did you come to me to kill someone and silence me? Do you want to cut off all the roots of Puozhou? ?”

The man crawling out of the soil looked at Ye Haolong, remained silent for more than a minute, and then said one word: "Get out!"

Ye Haolong was furious when he heard this, put down his sword, trembled with anger, and left.

He just left?

This is his dream, and he doesn't even dare to say a word?

The man looked at Li Banfeng, and after more than a minute, he asked, "Want to kill someone?"

What does this mean?

Did he mean that Li Banfeng wanted to kill Ye Haolong?

When faced with an enemy, it's a matter of life and death, and you'll definitely be merciless in your attacks.

Wait, this can't be answered like this.

Li Banfeng remembered the old teapot's advice that during the sleeping season in Pillow City, he could not go into the city to kill people, otherwise he would be punished by the Earth God.

Is this man the local god?

Li Banfeng replied: "I didn't want to kill him."

This is true. Li Banfeng really didn't want to kill Ye Haolong.

The man looked at Li Banfeng's feet: "Killing skills!"

He wanted to say that Li Banfeng used killing skills.

Now it's basically settled, this is the Earth God.

The old teapot once said that the Earth God of Pillow City is a lazy cultivator. Judging from his attitude of not being too lazy to say a word, he is almost exactly the same as the judge pen.

Li Banfeng explained patiently: "This is Ye Haolong's dream. I am restricted in every way. Ye Haolong has the advantage in everything. He can conquer thousands of rivers with one move. It is impossible to kill Ye Haolong."

The man shook his head: "Not necessarily."

Li Banfeng smiled helplessly: "I really didn't want to kill him. Meng Xiu on Yunshang can't be that easy to kill. I just wanted to ask him something."

"Ask!" The man meant that you could ask him and he could answer.

Li Banfeng said: "I would like to ask Ye Haolong if he has ever seen the salesman."

"Yes!" The man thought about how to describe it, but he was too lazy to think about it, let alone say it. He thought of a good idea.

There was an open space ahead, and the scene changed into an alley. A boy about ten years old stood at the entrance of the alley, wearing a long gown and a melon-skin cap. He came to the salesman, raised his head, and said seriously: "I want Martial arts powder."

"Martial arts cultivator?" The salesman smiled, "Your physique is not suitable for martial arts cultivation."

The young man added: "Then I will choose literature."

"Do you like reading?"

The young man shook his head honestly: "Then what do you think I should choose?"

The salesman knelt down and looked at the young man: "Since you live in Pillow City, choose Mengxiu. You can sleep three seasons a year, and it will be easier to practice in all three seasons."

The young man agreed, and the salesman gave him a handful of medicinal powder and carefully applied it on his belly. The young man cried in pain and cried for a long time.

Li Banfeng asked: "Is this the scene when he entered the Taoist sect?"

The man nodded: "I've seen the salesman!"

Yes, when I entered the Taoist sect, I must have seen the lazy cultivator, the salesman, use dreams to present Ye Haolong's memories. This way, there is no need to say or explain, the scene is very intuitive.

He can use the Dream Cultivation Skill, which proves that he most likely has the Dream Cultivation skill.

Li Banfeng sighed: "I estimate that he has only seen the salesman once in his life."

"No!" Lazy Xiu Ditou God waved his hand, and another dream appeared.

The white-haired Ye Haolong stood at the entrance of the alley and saw the salesman again.

The salesman's appearance did not change. He looked at Ye Haolong and said with a smile, "Eighty years old?"

"Yes!" Ye Haolong nodded.

The salesman sighed: "After seventy years of practice, I have finally reached the ninth level. I can consider my merits to be complete."

Under normal cultivation conditions, one level of cultivation can be gained in ten years. Ye Haolong entered Taoism at the age of ten and practiced for seventy years. He grew from the first level to the ninth level and was promoted eight times. It took him seventy years to reach one more level. Once, that was what he had accomplished in this life.

The salesman asked him: "Do you still want to be promoted?"

Ye Haolong nodded repeatedly.

"Do you want to go to Neizhou to become a member?"

Ye Haolong shook his head.

'Let me show you the way. I have a friend named Zhao Lanmeng. I asked him to give you a piece of land and let you take Yunshang by force. You usually do odd jobs for him and earn some popularity from him. Look. Is that okay? "

Ye Haolong thanked him repeatedly.

It turns out that his Yunshang cultivation was obtained with the help of the salesman.

"Who is Zhao Lanmeng?"

The man raised his head vigorously: "Me!"

With this name, could it be that you are too lazy to even dream about it?

Ye Haolong was able to rise from the ninth level of the land to the upper level of the clouds thanks to the recommendation of the salesman and the help of Zhao Lanmeng.

Li Banfeng nodded: "With Ye Haolong's strength, it seems impossible to see the duel between the salesman and the man in heaven."

"What do you mean?" Zhao Lanmeng squatted on the ground. He searched through the layers of dreams for Ye Haolong's memory.

After ten minutes, he seemed to have found something.

It was still the original empty space, but the scene changed again. A person woke up from his sleep and rushed to the street.

This street looked familiar, it was the main street of Pillow City.

Li Banfeng saw the salesman pushing the truck from the street into the sky.

A bright light burst out from the sky, and a vague figure faced the salesman in the strong light. When the light dissipated, the vague figure was still there, the salesman disappeared, and the salesman's truck was scattered on the ground.

Is this a duel between a dueling salesman and a man in heaven?

The strong light was turned on again, and the scene was shaky. This should be Ye Haolong's perspective when he was escaping.

What a memory!

Li Banfeng said blankly: "Did he really see it?"

"No." Zhao Lanmeng lay flat on the ground. He was tired from standing.

Li Banfeng was worried that he fell asleep, so he quickly asked: "If he didn't see it with his own eyes, where did this memory come from?"

Zhao Lanmeng rested for a while and said two words: "Compensation."

"What compensation?"

Zhao Lanmeng did not explain, but waved his hand and read Ye Haolong's memory again.

At the age of fifteen, Ye Haolong was bullied by several young people. He was a first-level dream cultivator and wanted to use techniques.

Because he was so angry that he was trembling all over, his skills were useless and he was beaten severely.

At the age of twenty-two, Ye Haolong had a fight with a food cultivator. According to the description in the dream, Ye Haolong was a second-level dream cultivator at that time, and the food cultivator opposite had just reached the first floor.

Ye Haolong wanted to take a preemptive strike and pull the other party into a dream. The other party did fall into a dream, but Ye Haolong could not control the dream and the other party woke up again.

After waking up, Shi Xiu ate two kilograms of dry food and gave Ye Haolong a beating.

Meng De whispered: "The second-level dream cultivator cannot control dreams. This person's talent is too average."

At the age of thirty-seven, Ye Haolong encountered a bandit on the road. He wanted to act chivalrously, but he was too panicked.

He was beaten by a group of bandits and barely managed to save his life.

At the age of forty-six, Ye Haolong was on the fifth level and was fighting with a third-level martial arts cultivator. The martial arts cultivator shot too fast and Ye Haolong was unable to respond and lost again.

After being promoted to Yunshang, he met a traveling cultivator on the sixth floor by chance. Because of the opponent's verbal provocation, Ye Haolong performed abnormally and was seriously injured by being beaten by Wanchuan one after another.

Yun Shang was seriously injured by the sixth layer of the earth, and this incident must have become a laughing stock.

Zhao Lanmeng looked back at Li Banfeng: "Did you just want to kill him?"

Li Banfeng waved his hands repeatedly and said, "I really don't mean that."

Zhao Lanmeng's suspicion is well founded. Judging from Ye Haolong's past achievements, although he was in his dream just now, in his shivering state, Li Banfeng defeated Wanchuan Duan with one foot. If you go out, you might really kill him.

Li Banfeng then looked at Ye Haolong's performance and gradually understood what Zhao Lanmeng meant.

"Never won." Zhao Lanmeng sighed softly.

The cultivators on the cloud are all dragons and phoenixes in the human world, outstanding people who can be chosen from thousands of places.

But there are also mediocre people among outstanding people, and Ye Haolong is one of them.

Among the battles in his life, there was almost no decent victory.

Li Banfeng said: "How on earth did such a person ascend to the clouds?"

Zhao Lanmeng said two words: "Diligence and longevity."

This is the secret of Ye Haolong's success. He has practiced hard throughout his life and has never slacked off.

His physical fitness is not very good, but he is very durable. At the age of eighty, he is still in good condition. With these two valuable qualities, he finally survived to the clouds.

He longed to fight and fight, to stand out among the heroes. As a Yunshang cultivator, he longed to gain the status and respect he deserved.

But because he was not good at fighting, the past battles were horrific, which caused an extreme imbalance in his mind, so he had this memory for self-compensation.

Zhao Lanmeng read up Ye Haolong's memory and made some comparisons in front of Li Banfeng.

Like just now, every battle example of Ye Haolong is very clear. Although it is buried deep in his memory,

But these memories will never disappear in this lifetime.

But like the salesman who was under siege, Ye Haolong fought off the bandits and accepted orders in the face of danger - this is a typical memory compensation, because the picture is a bit blurry and the plot in the dream is a bit artificial.

As for the scene where Ye Haolong saw the decisive battle between the salesman and the Heavenly Man, this memory seems a little clearer, but there is still a gap compared to the real memory. It can only be said that Ye Haolong spent a lot of money when creating these memories. effort.

Zhao Lanmeng had accumulated strength for a long time, and it was rare for him to say a relatively complete sentence: "They definitely didn't fight here."

This sentence gives the final conclusion.

Zhao Lanmeng is the earth god. If the fierce battle between the peddler and the heavenly man really happened in Pillow City,

It was impossible for Zhao Lanmeng to be unaware.

This is equivalent to telling Li Banfeng that this so-called fierce battle does not exist.

Thanks to Zhao Lanmeng's guidance, otherwise Ye Haolong would have believed that this self-fabricated memory was true no matter how hard Li Banfeng pressed him.

The absence of this decisive battle meant that the salesman's life was not in danger, and Li Banfeng was in a good mood.

"Let's go." Zhao Lanmeng took Li Banfeng out of the dreamland and returned to Ye Haolong's bedroom.

Li Banfeng said: "Although the matter of the decisive battle has been found out, I still have to find the salesman as soon as possible."

Zhao Lanmeng did not answer Li Banfeng's question. He looked at Li Banfeng and said, "You have talent."

"You say I have talent?" Li Banfeng asked, "Are you talking about Meng Xiu?"

Zhao Lanmeng nodded.

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "I don't have much talent in Mengxiu, so I rely on Mengde's help."

Li Banfeng called out Mengde from his pocket watch, and Mengde bowed respectfully to Zhao Lanmeng.

Zhao Lanmeng looked at Mengde, shook his head and said: "No talent, just good food.

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I finally waited for a complete comment, but I didn’t expect it to be this one. Mengde was very disappointed.

But he didn't dare to say more.

Zhao Lanmeng looked at Li Banfeng's pocket. He sensed the projector and saw the dream of the projector.

"Too stubborn, not flexible." This is his evaluation of the projector. It does not mean that the projector really has no talent, but that he has no talent in his two disciplines.

Zhao Lanmeng sensed the wine gourd again: "Too many thoughts only hurt the mind."

That's right. Jiu Hulu is thorough in his work. He looks careless and drunk all day long, but he is actually quite thoughtful.

Zhao Lanmeng sensed the teapot: "If you are ambitious, you should suffer."

He felt the earring again: "If you don't close your eyes, you will work hard."

The earrings are on alert and rarely rest most of the time.

"It's hard to let go of deep resentment." This is talking about the pendulum.

Zhao Lanmeng looked at Tang Dao and gave him a two-word evaluation: "Warrior."

All the magic weapons fell asleep, and no one protested.

Zhao Lanmeng couldn't sense the glove because the glove hid himself before falling asleep.

But he sensed an existence that surprised him, and he invaded Judge Bi's dream.

In his sleep, the judge's pen was wrapped in newspaper and he was sleeping.

Zhao Lanmeng's brows trembled and he entered the dream within the judge's pen.

Judge Pen is in a dream within a dream, wrapped in two newspapers, still sleeping.

"Great talent——·——" Zhao Lanmeng exclaimed.

"Huh!" Judge Bi replied, not knowing whether he was dreaming or waking up.

Li Banfeng said: "You've been watching for a long time. Shouldn't you show me the way? Where can I find the salesman?"

Zhao Lanmeng took out a note, wrote two lines slowly, and handed it to Li Banfeng. After thinking about it for half an hour, he squeezed out a long string of words: "Go to Jiaoqichuan and find a good relationship with a salesman. Don't say anything." I asked you to go,

After you find the salesman, if you come to visit me again, I will fight with the person next to you. "

PS: Is the salesman at the sweetheart’s house?