Chapter 117 Dream-Eating Beast

The first year.

The Zhou family built a villa, which was unique in the village.

When Zhou Yi was jogging in the morning, he often met young girls and wives to say hello.

The third year.

A great calligrapher emerged in Zhoujia Village, attracting many people to watch.

Ma Laosan became a not-so-small Internet celebrity by live-streaming his calligraphy. One after another, old friends, come and bid for Master Zhou's calligraphy: I have nothing to do today, I will listen to music in the brothel...

The fifth year.

Zhou Yi made an appointment with a female netizen, who turned out to be a female CEO and a fan of Master Zhou.

The man was talented and the woman was rich, and they quickly fell in love.

The tenth year.

Zhou Yi became a father, and his father and mother revolved around their grandson every day.

The twentieth year, nothing happened and it was plain...

The fortieth year, Zhou Yi became a grandfather...

The forty-fifth year, Zhou's father and mother passed away, and many friends in the calligraphy and literary circles came to pay their respects.

That night.

Zhou Yi stood alone in the mourning hall, looking at the black and white photos in front of him.

Ma Laosan, the old internet celebrity, coughed and walked in.

Zhou Yi suddenly said, "You are here."

Ma Laosan was startled, and his body gradually straightened up: "I am here."

Zhou Yi sighed, "You shouldn't have come."

Ma Laosan said, "I am already here."

"I knew from the beginning to the end that this was an illusion, and you didn't run away?"

Zhou Yi said slowly, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you with one sword, and your soul will fly away and your body will die."

"You can't bear to kill me!"

Ma Laosan said, "My clan never relies on deception to create dreams, but to satisfy the desires in the heart, so that the dreamers will voluntarily indulge in them."

Then he looked around and continued, "But I never thought that you actually came from another world, which is really incredible "I can't believe it!" Zhou Yi asked, "What do you want?" "The Immortal Sword!" Ma Lao San said, "Just give me the Immortal Sword, and I will help you solidify this dream and enter it at any time. You can choose any time, any place, and even change the dream." "You can be the king of the world, or make your parents immortal, and your wife live forever..." Zhou Yi sighed, "It's a pity that it's just a dream after all!" Ma Lao San said, "What's the difference between true and false illusions? Legend has it that the Buddha dreamed of three thousand worlds. How is the life, old age, sickness and death in the dream world different from that of real people?" Zhou Yi shook his head, "Thank you for this dream." Ma Lao San's face changed slightly when he heard this, and his thoughts moved. There were many more people in the mourning hall, including Zhou's father and mother, his wife and son, and grandchildren... They looked sad, and their mouths moved slightly. They wanted to persuade Zhou Yi but couldn't say it. Ma Laosan stared at Zhou Yi for a long time, and when he saw that he didn't make a move, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "I have been with you for forty-five years, how can I not know what you think in your heart. These people are your closest relatives, and they all have their own thoughts, so why bother to be too serious!"

Zhou Yi looked at everyone's face one by one, including parents who really existed in the previous life, and wives and children who only existed in dreams.

"Unfortunately, it's just a dream after all!"

"Even if I have something in my mind, it shouldn't be like this..."

Zhou Yi pointed his fingers and the sword, and slashed at Ma Laosan.

Ma Laosan couldn't avoid it, and it turned into two pieces and disappeared, and then the whole world began to collapse.

From far to near, until the mourning hall.

The parents and relatives in the mourning hall looked at the world crumbling and showed horror.

Ma Laosan's dream magic was indeed as he said. The people in the dream seemed real and fake, with their own thoughts, their own consciousness, and even independent souls.

"Goodbye!"

Zhou Yi closed his eyes, and the invisible and intangible heart sword completely smashed the dream world into pieces.

The sky and earth turned into a white mist, and the sky was covered with dark clouds. A violent storm came, and the mist dissipated completely in an instant.

Calling the wind and rain!

The Tiangang magic has not disappeared.

Zhou Yi pushed open the gate and saw the old man lying on the ground.

From beginning to end, Zhou Yi and Ma Lao San did not enter the door.

The old man's rosacea occupied one-third of his face, and purple blood kept flowing. There was a foot-long sword wound on his chest.

Seeing Zhou Yi coming in, he struggled to get up, and his voice was fierce.

"Cough cough cough! You are so cruel!"

Zhou Yi walked over and stepped on the old man's head, and it shattered with a bang.

After the old man died, his human body twisted and changed into a headless beast with a horse body and tiger legs.

The demon illustrations quickly flipped, and more than 300 pages showed the image of a beast, with an elephant trunk and a lion face, a cow tail and tiger legs, and a mist lingering around his body.

The ancient beast, the dream-eating tapir.

The talent for creating dreams, through dreams, it can arouse the fluctuations of the souls of living beings and extract their thoughts for cultivation.

"It actually came from a foreign demon country, imitating the lord of the demon country, and keeping humans in captivity for cultivation!"

Zhou Yi learned from the memory of the dream-eating tapir that it was originally the demon king of the Fusang demon country in Tangzhou, and was hunted down because it offended the concubine of the lord.

It fled all the way to Yunzhou and lurked for hundreds of years before coming out to act.

For decades, the dream-eating tapir traveled through several counties and specially selected mountain villages to create dreams.

When villagers fall into dreams, they will enjoy everything they can imagine, which is no different from reality.

Ordinary people can't resist this temptation at all, and sink into it. As long as they don't starve to death, they refuse any work in reality.

After a long time, they become thin and soulless, and die silently in a beautiful dream.

The dream-eating tapir has never killed anyone personally, and even secretly resists mountain bandits to prevent villagers from being killed.

The demon king, who was born in an orthodox demon country, was as taboo about cause and effect karma as the orthodox Taoists and Buddhists. He had a pure demonic aura and easily fooled the government investigation.

The mountain village naturally declined and became a deserted village in a few years. It was common in the big campaign.

After the government office investigated, no demons were found to cause trouble. The officials reported that nothing happened and the matter was left unresolved.

This time, Bai Yutang passed through the mountain village. The protective magic weapon Zhang Cheng gave him sensed the fluctuation of magic power. After investigation, he fell into the dream of the dream-eating tapir.

The third-grade dream-eating tapir was able to trap Zhang Cheng because he discovered his mental defects in the dream and easily captured him.

Zhou Yi voluntarily stepped into the dream. The dream-eating tapir had a glimmer of hope, but he was greedy for the fairy sword and tried to make an exchange.

The tapir used the dream to fish for Zhou Yi, but he was also fished by Zhou Yi.

"The magic power is pure and clear, but the heart is poisonous. No matter how opportunistic, it cannot avoid the karma of cause and effect!"

Zhou Yi rode on the divine bull and disappeared in an instant.

...

Zhang Cheng slowly opened his eyes, and in an instant, dozens of protective spiritual lights flashed, dyeing his whole body colorful.

His figure flashed and appeared in the yard, and he saw the headless body of the dream-eating tapir.

"Ancient beast!"

Zhang Cheng's hand flashed with lightning, and he smashed the dream-eating tapir into pieces. He then burned it to ashes with pure Yang spiritual fire before he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thanks to the true immortals and gods who passed by, I, Zhang Cheng, will be in deep meditation for ten...thirteen...one day, and burn incense and pray for you!"

He returned to the house and rescued Bai Yutang and others. After checking, he found that they were just weak in spirit and soul, and they would recover after resting for a while.

Zhang Cheng briefly described the possible existence of a certain immortal, took out the magic weapon, and turned it into a flying boat more than two meters long.

"Let's go, this place is very weird!"

The group boarded the flying boat and soared into the air.

Bai Yutang looked down, and Majiagou was in chaos. Many villagers roared like crazy and banged their heads against the wall.

Some of them jumped into the well headfirst with a dead look.

Some people had hideous faces, waved sharp weapons randomly, and kept shouting "kill, kill, kill".

Some people were dressed in rags, but their faces were solemn. They pointed to the front and shouted: I am the destiny!

"Master, why don't we save them?"

"They are already beyond saving!"