Fairyland, Big Problem

The cloth shoes stepped on the snow, and the footprints were very shallow. The old master looked like a fluttering shuttlecock.

The wrinkled palm muscles are angular and lightly placed on the granddaughter's head.

"It's really not easy for you to hear today."

"Grandpa..." After exhaustion, Mu Fengshuang was still stubborn, "I will definitely be able to analyze your understanding with my father."

"Hahaha, how difficult, how difficult."

The old master noticed that the boy beside his granddaughter was very strange and strange.

The clothes are very casual, the fluctuation of psychic energy is almost non-existent, and there is no breath or temperament. No matter how you look at it, he is an ordinary person, but he was actually arranged by Mu Fengshuang to listen to the lecture in the conference hall as a trusted friend.

"Old Patriarch, hello, I'm Miss Mu's classmate, and I really want to help her solve the mystery."

"Hahaha, it's best for a young classmate to have a righteous heart."

The old master's eyes were like electricity, and his words seemed to praise, but it was a warning.

It's not enough for an ignorant and incompetent guy to enter Mu's house on the pretext of good intentions. The old family's remarks are also protecting his granddaughter and preventing her from contacting people with ill-conceived thoughts, so he mentions the key word: the heart of the right way.

"Yes, I am deeply ashamed..."

Wen Jiu sincerely apologized, and his heart blossomed with joy.

The dream commission has been fulfilled!

I said: Come and help Mu Fengshuang solve the mystery.

Her doubts came from grandpa's practice puzzle.

The old owner responded: Very good.

The sword is slanted, but the stone sculpture of the God of Dreams lights up anyway, which means that the commission has been fulfilled.

The old master could only see that the boy in front of him was a little thief. He had no family background but wanted to climb up to a rich girl. He didn't expect the Suan family to be so majestic and was frightened.

"Fengshuang, there is still a pulpit in the afternoon, you should go and rest."

"Yes, grandpa has worked hard to teach."

When the grandfather and grandson cared about each other, Wen Jiu's eyes locked firmly behind the old master.

The white fog-like images gather.

Chains? ribbon? note?

The narrow and long ribbon began to extend from the back of the old owner. Wen Jiu thought it was a chain at first, but after a closer look, he found that the ribbon formed by the image of the dream was very thin, more inclined to streamers or paper ribbons.

With more and more strip-like objects, the structure becomes more and more messy.

At first, there was a bit of cobweb appearance, and then it became complicated, comparable to the dizzy structure after more than ten **** of wool at home were overturned, stirred and stirred up.

And... this is the biggest dream image that Wen Jiu has ever seen, it's huge.

The extended strip expanded to 13 to 14 meters, and the structure was chaotic and staggered. It looked like the old owner had a lot of taro behind him.

Exercise your eyesight and concentrate your mind. The more attentive Wen Jiu was, the clearer the details of the image of the dream.

In the past, those Masked Superman and small animals that were known at first glance did not need to observe the details, and the image of the beautiful dream in front of them was extraordinary.

Focusing on the lock, some spots appeared on the chaotic strip, that's all, Wen Jiu's mental strength was not enough to continue to refine the image of the dream.

The current player's special defense is still 4. These days, the special attack has been increased to 5. It is no problem to see the image of a small person's dream.

"Um?"

Feeling the sharp change in Wen Jiu's gaze, the old master moved in his heart and turned to look behind.

Naturally, he couldn't see the image of Sweet Dream, and turned around suspiciously.

The unfamiliar young man had previously been judged to be a little person with a twisted mind, but his eyes were too complicated at this time.

Locking the direction is obviously not the old master, but he feels that part of his mind has been seen through, which is very strange.

Closing his eyes, Wen Jiu only felt like he stayed up all night playing games, his eyes were dry, and his head was groggy.

The CPU is overheating, and the computing power cannot support such a huge data analysis.

Inexplicably, he glanced at Wen Jiu, the old master was not an immortal, and he would be hungry if he devoted himself to lectures all morning, and led his granddaughter to the living room for dinner.

"Call."

Wen Jiu let out a breath of hot air, "What is that?"

Talking to Mu Fengshuang will probably make progress, but unfortunately she was taken away by the old family owner, and now she is just trying to die.

You have to go back to sleep quickly. In the current state of exhaustion, let alone continue to analyze the image of the old family owner's dream in the second half of the day, it is difficult to stand for three hours without falling asleep.

At 14:00 in the afternoon, Wen Jiu appeared by the wall again.

The old patriarch didn't even look here. After all, Wen Jiu was just a little shrimp in front of the Su An family.

Do your job well!

Take the money smoothly and try your best to get Dream Points!

The commission has been fulfilled, and the strips of material mixed and intertwined behind the old patriarch are distinct, covering more than half of the wall behind the conference hall.

With the experience at noon, Wen Jiu knew that he should be kind to himself, his brain and spiritual power.

Don't be in a hurry to forcefully see the details of the image of the beautiful dream in one breath, take a closer look at it for a while, keep your mental state stable, and keep the water flowing.

If you can't see why in three hours, staring with wide eyes is useless.

This is indeed the case. Wen Jiu closed his eyes intermittently to rest his mind and observed the image of the sweet dream intermittently until the end of get out of class, but he really didn't recognize those messy things.

After all, I have done some dream tasks before, and I used my previous experience as a reference.

The image of a beautiful dream is not necessarily a specific thing, but may also be a symbol.

For example, small animals that symbolize the cognition of life.

The chaotic strips of matter made Wen Jiu think of "binding" first.

The pure dream of the old master is to get rid of some kind of bondage?

Don't say it, it really sounds like that, hey!

In literary works, the high-ranking people in the inner courtyard of the palace may not be comfortable, and they may envy the tranquility and warmth of small families.

Is the old master... tired?

Such a guess is too low-end~www.novelmt.com~ Wen Jiu decided to put the answer in an abstract way. Literature and art are the most incomprehensible.

Tell Mu Fengshuang directly that the master of the old family may realize that he is in bondage, and thinking about getting rid of some kind of shackles reminds people of the bottleneck of cultivation.

"Tsk! Talent."

Speaking of this, Wen Jiu felt that he would definitely not be able to get the Dream Points, but he had already done the best within his ability.

The answer given may not hit the old Patriarch's cultivation experience, it has to be more or less brushed to the edge, to the ideal corner of his heart.

enough.

As for going further...Wen Jiu is considering whether to use the new moon feather.

With the new moon feather, the image of the dream will definitely undergo a stage of sublimation.

The problem is that Wen Jiu didn't want to make a public appearance, so he couldn't stand on the stage to guide the old owner to see the image of the dream, and he lost 50 points of the dream in vain.

"Forget it, let's take a look at the development of tomorrow."

Tomorrow is the last day of the old master's lecture. Wen Jiu intends to let Mu Fengshuang speak out about the "shackles" of his guesses and test the waters.

If luck explodes and the old master has a high level of consciousness, maybe the dream mission can be completed directly, saving a new moon feather.

Returning to the passenger compartment, the maid brought dinner, Wen Jiu thanked him, took out his mobile phone, and dialed Mu Fengshuang's number.

No one heard…

Just after taking two bites of rice, Mu Fengshuang's call came back.

"Mr. Wen, I was having dinner just now and I didn't wipe my mouth clean, so I couldn't answer the phone."

"You...do you need to wipe your mouth when you're on the phone?"

"Yes."

Wen Jiu didn't worry so much, chewing the food in his mouth to make asmr for Miss Mu.

"I have a major discovery here..."