Ten diligent days: the fields are still

Chapter 242 Soul Awakening

When Meng Mengyi saw the soul bead, a look of disappointment appeared on her face, "There is no soul inside. You have been deceived by her."

At this moment, the entire Fu Sheng Shui Que shook violently, and a dream shadow jumped into the hall from somewhere.

Rushed directly towards Yuan Lai.

Yuan Lai had nowhere to hide and closed his eyes waiting to die.

Like a gust of wind blowing across his face, the imagined pain did not come, and the danger he could feel just now also disappeared. Yuan Lai opened his eyes and saw Ren He standing there, with the black bead in Meng Ying's hand.

Meng Meiyi, still lazily leaning back in his seat, spoke the unspeakable truth, "Souls about to awaken are the natural enemies of mutated dream shadows, and soul beads without souls are filled with memories, which are a great tonic for them. Now they're in trouble."

Why didn’t you tell me such an important thing earlier?

Yuan Lai really wanted to teach this Dream Lord a lesson and ask him to do less sorry things in the future.

"He was influenced by the dream shadow. It's up to you to find your true soul."

"Me?" Yuan Lai didn't expect that he would become the main force. "How am I going to find it?"

"Search for the soul bead filled with memories and head to the edge of dreams."

There is no time to lose, let's set off now.

Yuan Lai took a deep breath when he saw the dense dream shadows at the door. He knew he would be torn to pieces if he went out.

He hesitated for a while, but still didn't have the courage to take a step forward.

She turned and looked at the Lord of Dreams, "Dear Lord of Dreams, don't you have anything to protect me? After all, I am helping you, right?"

Meng Meiyi didn't even look at her, only the ethereal voice surrounded the sky above Fu Sheng Shui Que.

"You have the aura of the Bone-Sounding Beast. Ordinary dream shadows will only stay away from you. Don't be afraid, sister, just go forward bravely!"

good very good.

Yuan Lai held his breath, lowered his head and rushed out of Fu Sheng Water Palace.

The light of the soul bead was still easy to identify. Yuan Lai tried not to look at the dream shadows around him and chased it with all his strength.

At the edge of the dream, above a vast expanse of azure water, a giant ballpoint pen stood upright in mid-air.

The mutated dream shadow that took the soul orb stopped a hundred steps away, madly devouring the memories in the soul orb.

A hole was bitten in the soul bead, and countless memories were released, turning into long strips of black paper, floating on the water, shocking to the extreme.

Wu Jiahe stood in the water, slowly pulled out a piece of black paper, and rinsed it repeatedly in the water.

Only after washing the black into white did she throw the white paper under the ballpoint pen in the air.

The tip of the ballpoint pen touched the white paper and began to write.

Yuan Lai saw Wu Jiahe's unhappy childhood, lonely youth, and life marginalized because of his introversion.

Later, she finally met a close friend, but her mother strongly opposed it. She was reluctant to give up this relationship, so she continued to live with the other party for two years without telling her mother.

It was not until the day when Houdoumen caught fire that Wu Jiahe looked up at the mirage in the sky.

That was the scene where Yuan Lai and his ten brothers were in another world. From then on, Wu Jiahe worked day and night to create fan fiction.

Later, she had her first quarrel with the other party simply because she spent less time with him.

Later, his mother came to the house and slapped Wu Jiahe in the face.

Red snowflakes fell from the sky. Yuan Lai saw Wu Jiahe lying on the desk in front of the window, spitting out a mouthful of blood, with a helpless smile on the corner of his mouth.

The blood-stained paper turned into ashes and floated into Yuan Lai's eyes. Tears dripped onto the red snowflakes, like blood that had not yet dried.

On the day of picking up the book, Wu Jiahe and the other party met on the street. Everyone thought it would be a happy scene, but unexpectedly, Wu Jiahe proposed to break up in the end. When the other party asked the reason but failed, he drew his knife and pointed at him.

The book was picked up by Mu Li who was passing by. When he opened the book, the word spirit fell into Mu Li's hand and crumpled into a ball.

"Alas, poor fellow."

Mu Li called an ambulance and walked away with the book.

The huge ballpoint pen stopped writing, and the white paper turned black again and fell into the water.

Wu Jiahe was like a machine, repeating the same action.

Yuan Lai stepped forward and grabbed Wu Jiahe's shoulders.

"Wu Jiahe, I sympathize with your situation, but I really need your help."

Hearing this, Wu Jiahe pointed at the black paper and said, "Look, what do you see among the layers of black?"

Yuan Lai looked upwards following Wu Jiahe's finger and could vaguely see the golden paper shaking, but as soon as he blinked, the gold disappeared.

Could it be that Wu Jiahe wanted to wash all the black paper and then find the golden paper?

Yuan Lai walked in the water, which was freezing cold. She searched carefully in the darkness. After missing several times, she finally locked onto the location of the golden note.

Leaping up, Yuan Lai grabbed the golden note and pulled it down hard. Wu Jiahe screamed and fell straight into the water.

Yuan Lai pulled off the few golden papers, came to Wu Jiahe, and dragged her out of the water.

As soon as the golden paper touched the sand, it immediately turned into golden light and rushed towards Wu Jiahe's head.

"Assemble!"

"Brothers, come home, won't you treat us to a full banquet?"

"When we were at Houdoumen, we said it would be great if we could drive out together."

"Chewmi! Chewmi!"

"We do less because the master does less."

"Grass, you said this is grass? This is not grass, is this grass?"

"I'm from the south and have never seen a green onion as tall as a person."

"Hey, if you're talking about this, this sofa must be mine."

"One spoonful is enough for me."

"The Four Great Kings...hmm..."

"Happy wedding, and a long and happy marriage!"

"I haven't even finished reading the questions, why are you running away?"

"Brothers, run!"

“We’re going to go even bigger and stronger in season two!”

When the golden light faded, Wu Jiahe slowly opened his eyes and saw Yuan Lai. "Who are you?"

Awake? Yuan Lai excitedly helped Wu Jiahe up, wanting to catch the mutated dream shadow, but there was no trace of the dream shadow, as it had already run away.

Meng Meiyi came hurriedly from a distance, grabbed Wu Jiahe and blocked him in front of him. When the mutated dream shadow in front of him saw Wu Jiahe, he turned his body ninety degrees and dodged.

"Take those papers down quickly. I'll buy time for now."

Wu Jiahe returned to his arms, and Yuan Lai felt a little reluctant. Did Wu Jiahe really need those memories?

People always seek benefits and avoid harm. While Yuan Lai was hesitating, Wu Jiahe went back into the water to wash the black paper.

"Forget it. He just said he was half awake, but didn't say anything specific. I can just pull the white paper down."

Yuan Lai stayed beside Wu Jiahe, washing each sheet while she pulled it, and finally the ballpoint pen could no longer stop moving.

Meng Meiyi once again lured the mutated Mengying over, then grabbed Wu Jiahe, rolled it into a bead in his hand, and threw it into Mengying's body.