"that's it?"
"Otherwise? Excuse me. Brother, I, the god of sleep, don't care about the sky as my bed, and the earth as my bed, yet you still pick and choose!"
Near the Bear Hug Clan's territory, somewhere on a slope with lush vegetation.
Surrounded by clouds and mist, two figures lay flat on the grass.
Their faces were peaceful, their heads were leaning against each other, and they shared a golden, soft pillow, but Wu Wang's feet were facing south and Sleep God's feet were facing north.
As the fat-faced innate god said, "Go to sleep," everyone closed their eyes at the same time.
Then……
Wu Wan's eyes opened instantly, and they were full of red threads. He heard the snoring sound of Sleep God coming from above his head. He raised his hand to press Sleep God's neck and shook it vigorously.
sleep! Why sleep?
Give him back his right to sleep!
"Yes, you can't sleep directly."
The God of Sleep chuckled, and the two sat cross-legged and pondered for a while. They tried several times to help Wu Wan regain his confidence—the confidence of Sleep. Finally, the God of Sleep said:
"You hold, cough, and you let the snake come into contact with you. I'll take you there to take a look first so that we can discuss how to deal with it."
Ming She immediately took a few steps forward. Although her eyes were calm, it could be judged from her slightly trembling fingertips and the slightly pursed corners of her mouth...
She can!
Wu Wang said, "Ming She, go and bring Su Qing here."
"Yes, Master."
Song Snake greeted in a low voice, took a few steps back, retreated into the clouds and mist, and disappeared in a flash.
After all...the master's will cannot be defied.
While Ming She was leaving, the God of Sleep raised an eyebrow at Wu Wan and murmured: "This little fierce god has good strength and good potential. If she can understand the true way of the universe in the future, she can also be your help. Don't think about it. ?”
"What are you considering? Isn't she my subordinate?"
"Look, look!"
The God of Sleep chuckled, his fat face made his eyes look much smaller when he smiled.
He muttered: "They are all men, I still don't understand you?"
"I'm very serious!"
Wu Wan snorted, with a slight smile in his eyes, and said warmly: "Just the two of them make my scalp go numb, so I'd better calm down and practice with peace of mind."
The God of Sleep muttered: "Didn't that mean there wasn't a fight?"
"Is this guaranteed? There is still a long way to go, and nothing is certain."
"Brother, your other subordinate, the little fairy named Miao Crisp Horn, doesn't she have a pill that can make people take it without making them jealous?"
Wu Wan immediately scolded: "What's going on? Brother, you have a problem with your thinking! It's better to just choose one!"
The God of Sleep chuckled and winked at Wu Wan.
Faint ripples appeared in the universe on the side, and two figures flew into the clouds together; Wu Huan looked up and saw Lin Suqing's figure, as well as the little head emerging from Lin Suqing's arms.
She came too.
Wu smiled and said: "Su Qing came to help me, I need to stabilize my sleep."
"Hey, okay," Lin Suqing agreed, then pushed the blue bird out and said with a smile, "Why don't you just let me stand on top of you, I have to sit down."
It was done on purpose.
Wu Wan smiled and nodded. When the blue bird was still a little dazed, it was directly 'thrown' out by Lin Suqing, spread its wings and landed on Wu Wan's shoulder.
Wu Wan lowered his head to look at Qingniao. Before he could show a warm enough smile, he rolled his eyes and slowly fell down, lying on the golden pillow.
"Okay," the God of Sleep waved his hand, "You two stay nearby while we fall asleep."
Lin Suqing glanced at Song Snake, then took a few steps back with a smile.
Ming She looked at the God of Sleep with some worry and stood there with his hands behind his back.
The God of Sleep ignored her, lying on the other half of the pillow with a smile, facing Wu Wan, and the two of them formed a straight line.
The God of Yunmeng didn't know what he thought of, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and this smile was a little weird.
He closed his eyes, and the golden pillow filled the air with a shallow, warm halo. This halo affected the blue bird, making it very sleepy. It opened its small beak and yawned.
She was afraid that she would slip off Wu Wan's shoulders when she fell asleep, so she slowly walked to Wu Wan's chest and lay down slowly, a small sound of breathing coming from the corner of her mouth.
Song Snake frowned tightly, hesitating whether to immediately 'rescue' the blue bird. A wisp of sleep god's voice penetrated into Song Snake's ears.
The voice was lazy and said:
"If you don't want your master to wake up and scold you, just stay still and do your duty as a mount."
Just as Nao She was about to retort, the fierce heart suddenly trembled; her pupils turned into ice blue, but she could not help but feel fear in her eyes.
Several puppets came out of the sleeves of the God of Sleep. In the blink of an eye, the puppets turned into several beauties and knelt beside the God of Sleep, gently shaking the folding fans and rubbing the legs and shoulders of the God of Sleep.
Sleeping is something very sacred.
…
'Brother, brother? '
In the daze, Wu Wang slowly regained consciousness, as if he opened his eyes on the bed, but what he saw was a land filled with clouds and mist.
Immediately, a clear understanding came to his mind. This place should be transformed by the magical power of the sleeping god.
A cloud of mist floated from the side, and a figure jumped out, standing quietly in front of Wu Juan, which made Wu Juan look stunned.
Is this Brother Sleep?
Impossible. Even if the God of Sleep loses weight, it is unlikely that he will grow... grow...
Looking at the ancient god in front of him, he was wearing a light purple robe with a vertical collar and a cloud pattern. The entire robe had no buttons and exuded a mysterious Taoist charm.
The face above the vertical collar has star-shaped eyes, thick eyebrows, a narrow and straight nose bridge, and the outline of the face is somewhat feminine, but it does not give people the slightest sense of femininity, but is rather neutral.
Seeing this face, Wu Wan naturally thought of the word 'Yunmeng' in his heart.
This should be the true face of the sleeping god, that slightly fat appearance. If it's not that "time is a butcher's knife", then it's a deliberate disguise in the direction of mediocrity.
Wu smiled and said: "Brother, are you like this?"
The voice he spoke at this time actually seemed to be echoing in his own ears, with a dull feeling.
The God of Sleep blinked, smiled and pointed at Wu Huan, and Wu Huan immediately said a few words in his heart.
After reading the formula carefully, he understood how to communicate normally here, so he conveyed his spiritual thoughts, smiled at the God of Sleep again and asked: "Brother, is this what it really looks like?"
"Of course," the god of sleep smiled.
The sleeping god outside always smiles with a hint of 'hehe';
But the sleeping god here smiled, which really explained what the ancient god's style was, making Wu Wan even a little...a little ashamed.
Not too handsome, not too handsome.
The God of Sleep said warmly: "These are all external appearances. The essence of our innate gods is actually just a glimpse of the great road."
Wu smiled and said nothing.
The God of Sleep said again: "Brother, your outfit and hair accessories are really strange."
Wu Wan was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and saw the all-too-familiar light blue close-fitting spacesuit. He raised his hand and touched the top of his head. The communication components were also there...
"this?"
The God of Sleep explained: "This place is the dreamland of you and me, and it is also the edge zone of each other's consciousness. What you and I can project here is our own understanding of ourselves from the bottom of our hearts."
"Can you cover it up?"
"Of course, I am the God of Sleep," the God of Sleep squinted and smiled, pointing at Wu Wan again.
Wu Huan stood and thought for a while in this desolate dream, and soon the silver starlight filled his body. He changed into white clothes and regained his long hair.
The God of Sleep blinked, but without asking any more questions, he made a gesture of invitation to Wu Wan.
"Let's go pick up your little Taoist companion."
Before Wu Wang could speak, the God of Sleep turned around and whispered:
"This place is essentially a dream, just like the airspace that the three of us imagined together, so the rules here can also be controlled by us.
However, you don't have to try too hard. It's not easy to control the rules. It's easy to make the dream collapse. I have secretly restricted your intervention in this place.
Look, isn’t it just in front? "
As soon as the old man finished speaking, the clouds and mist in front opened to the left and right like a curtain.
Wu Wan could see a small sea surface with dozens of stars hanging on it. The starlight converged on the familiar desert island.
In the middle of the desert island, the sacred tree exudes gleaming light, making the dream even more dreamy.
Wu Wan almost subconsciously looked at the branch of the sacred tree and saw... saw the exquisite figure with her back to him.
Her long hair fell down like a waterfall, her light green short skirt fluttered in the wind, and her two smooth and slender feet, as if they were carved from white jade, were swaying gently.
It's Jingwei.
Wu Wan almost subconsciously took a few steps forward and broke into the shallow water.
The God of Sleep watched this scene with a smile, retreated and disappeared into the clouds, and turned around politely.
Wow, wow——
The sound of running water echoed back and forth in this little dream.
The girl who was humming a cheerful tune on the tree branch turned her head to look curiously, and her body suddenly stiffened.
Her big eyes were filled with confusion, a slight blush appeared on her pretty face, and she jumped down from the tree almost instantly;
Wu Wan walked forward quickly, almost grinning.
Jingwei took a few steps towards him, her light pink lips opened, and...
"Chirp!"
Yeah, exposed!
Her eyes were full of panic.
Wu Wan couldn't help but throw up his head and laugh, and started running out of the sea water. There was another breeze blowing behind him, making him rush to Jingwei like a goshawk.
He paused because he felt he should pause.
Jingwei's eyes moved to the side, and he pinched the corners of Xiaoyi's clothes with his slender fingers. His collarbones, which bloomed like flower buds, were all dyed pink.
"I actually..."
"I already knew it," Wu Wan said first.
"Then, then you," Jingwei didn't know what to say. He just felt his heart beating wildly and the thoughts in his heart were mixed and mixed.
She was even so confused that she had the thought, 'He should blame me'.
"Can I have a hug?"
Wu Wan suddenly spoke and said these words.
Jingwei was obviously startled, and before he could react, he felt that there were already more figures in front of him.
Wu Wan took two steps and arrived in front of her. His arm was half-raised but did not drop directly. He waited until the panic in her eyes faded and her pretty face became more rosy. He said in a very small voice:
"Um."
Almost as soon as she finished speaking, she felt a pair of arms wrap around her.
The arm was so powerful that she felt suffocated for a moment, her arm was in slight pain from being strangled, and her face was suffocated by the solid chest.
Jingwei's slender body suddenly became tense, and his two small hands wanted to lift up to do something, but there was no room for movement.
It's quiet under the trees;
The sea of clouds rolled slightly.
As soon as the strength of Wu Wan's arms weakened a little, he felt two cold little hands pressing on his back; the tip of a soft nose gently rubbed against his chest.
I don’t know how long it’s been…
"senior."
"Um."
"Stop being a bird."
"don't want."
"Cough, cough!"
A violent coughing sound came from the distant clouds, and the lazy voice of the God of Sleep drifted over.
"Are we still getting down to business? Although time can flow very fast or slowly in my dream, I don't want to waste it like this!"
Jingwei's pretty face turned red and she quickly pushed Wu Wang away. With a swooping sound, she transformed into a divine bird, fluttering her wings and flapping at Wu Wang.
Wu couldn't stop laughing, stretched out his hand to give her a place to stay, and turned to look at the God of Yunmeng.
Lifting up the hem of his Taoist robe, he walked like a shooting star, chasing the clouds.
This place is the dreamland constructed by the three of them by the God of Sleep. The next step is to let their consciousness in the dream escape from this dreamland and search for the 'dream' that the God of Sleep has marked before.
There were many instructions here, and the God of Sleep took the trouble to tell them. Seeing that Wu Huan's mind was obviously not on this, he could only shake his head helplessly, waved his sleeves, and the power of the great road enveloped Wu Huan and Jingwei. The person rushed into the clouds and mist ahead.
Dreaming about the sky, looking for traces of God.
