If Chen Xiao was wearing medical equipment at this time, it would have issued a crazy warning. And if he was just sleeping normally, he would be awakened by this scene that was more terrifying than a nightmare.

However, the effect of the Twin Red will not wake up the two people connected in the dream until it is completely consumed, so the result of Xi Yunting's simple question is that the surrounding environment suddenly shattered, and Chen Xiao disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Xi Yunting was a little stunned. He paused for a moment before realizing that he seemed to have frightened Xiaodi just now, causing the dream space he constructed to shatter at any time.

Xi Yunting had seen the jade slips that recorded the deeds of the Twin Reds. It was mentioned above that only people with active vitality could create dreams. The consciousness of people who fell into a coma or were in a state of death was often very weak, and the later entrants needed to patiently search for it. The latter could create an environment that the former was familiar with, allowing the former to actively integrate into it.

Chen Xiao was not unconscious nor in a state of sedation. His mind was active. If he was frightened at this moment, he would definitely hide himself. Originally, Xi Yunting could have created a familiar environment and people to attract Chen Xiao. However, he did not intend to do so. He discovered the reason why Chen Xiao had always been puzzling, and he couldn't help but want to find out.

Under normal circumstances, Xi Yunting's personality would not allow him to do such an impulsive thing. In this special dream, even he couldn't help but act arbitrarily.

The effect of the Twin Red can last for five days if shared by two people, so Xi Yunting has plenty of patience. He turned into mist and quietly waited for Chen Xiao to appear again.

He completely lost the concept of time in the dream. Xi Yunting didn't know how long he waited before he found Chen Xiao's trace again. He followed him quietly, but this time, in order not to alarm Xiaodi, he didn't even plan to show up.

It was a much simpler house than the one before. There were mold spots on the blackened walls caused by water seepage, and the wall paint was cracked and peeling off. Not only was the room dark and damp, but the furniture was also old and dilapidated. A man and a woman whose images were a little blurry were yelling and scolding a young child.

The man was strong and powerful, with a ferocious face, while the woman was strong and muscular, mean and vicious. In contrast, the child looked even more helpless and pitiful. The little child was grabbed by the man's arm, and his thin wrist was pinched until it was blue. The boy had delicate and beautiful features, his small face was very pale, his eyes were red, and his lips were almost bitten to bleed. He didn't seem to want to show weakness in front of the man and the woman, and tried hard not to cry.

For Chen Xiao, this was the nightmare he wanted to forget the most. Due to the shock, it was brought up from the bottom of his memory. He could no longer remember the appearance of the person who kidnapped him. The memory of his childhood would be magnified according to his emotions, outlining a more vivid and terrifying appearance.

He wondered why he was treated like this. Maybe he was disobedient again, which led to the buyer's return of the goods, or maybe he was ordered to do a job again but failed to satisfy the traffickers. In the beginning, in order to maintain the quality of the "goods", the traffickers treated him badly, but he did not lack food or clothing. But as he grew older, the traffickers' attitude became worse and worse, either beating or scolding him.

He tried hard to resist, but got no good results. He was only beaten more fiercely by the man and cursed viciously by the woman.

The man's palm-leaf-fan-like slap made his body ache, and his internal organs trembled with the force. Compared with the pain, the woman's vicious words shocked his spirit even more. He seemed to be sold to a beggar gang, his hands and feet broken, and used as a tool for begging.

Sadness, despair, pain. The surroundings turned dark, as if an abyss with no bottom was about to swallow him up. The heart-piercing sadness made him unable to hold back his tears. Those strings of crystal tears were like a branding iron burning Xi Yunting's heart, causing him pain that almost suffocated him.

Anger and heartache made him unable to calm down. The illusory figure solidified again, and the bright colors of light and shadow defeated the darkness. The ferocious man and woman melted like ice in the raging fire.

The tall and strong figure made the boy huddle into a ball. Xi Yunting carefully stretched out his arms and held him in his arms. Although this was not the image he was familiar with, the delicate long eyebrows and phoenix eyes made him clearly know that this was the young Xiaodi. The other party's tragic childhood experience made him feel pity.

The warm palm lifted the small cheek, the cool hair brushed past, Xi Yunting couldn't help but use his lips to soothe the other's pain and fear. The gentle kiss wiped away the tears, making the haze fade away and the temperature rise. The warm body temperature and caring attitude made the boy feel safe. No longer curled up, he sat in Xi Yunting's arms, supported his shoulders, and asked: "Big brother, who are you?"

Xi Yunting's voice was more gentle than ever before: "My name is Xi Yunting."

The keyword-like name appeared, awakening the consciousness that had forgotten the present in the dream. The boy's eyes widened in surprise, and the surrounding space dispersed and faded.

The image of the young boy in his arms blurred and faded, but Xi Yunting did not feel any regret. He had no way to save Chen Xiao's childhood, but even if he could only comfort him in his nightmares, he felt it was worth it.

Xi Yunting returned to the illusion and waited patiently once again.

Chen Xiao's frightened mood calmed down a lot, but he was still uneasy. This time, the figure appeared much bigger. The ten-year-old boy was in an ancient study room. The large mahogany desk was filled with book spines of various subjects, and thick papers were piled up like a small mountain. The boy sat on a slightly larger mahogany chair, studying with his head down with a worried look on his face.

After he was adopted by his master Fang Gu, he began to study intensively. He had no leisure time, no entertainment activities, and his daily schedule was filled with different courses. Fang Gu's expectations and strict requirements for him made him unwilling to relax every day, like a full law that was stretched to the limit.

He was worried that he could not satisfy Fang Gu, which would make him unhappy and think that he was unteachable. The young Chen Xiao cherished his hard-earned life and did not want to be displaced again. Although it was hard, he gritted his teeth and worked hard to complete it.

Any slight emotion in a dream could be infinitely magnified, and the worry of being abandoned was as heavy as a mountain pressing on his heart.

This time Xi Yunting did not show up rashly. He first sent warmth to the young man Chen Xiao, and then gently knocked on the wooden bookshelf. The boy turned his head, and the impression that Xi Yunting had freed him from his nightmare took effect. He smiled in surprise: "It's you."

Seeing this, Xi Yunting walked up to him and looked down at him: "What are you studying?"

Chen Xiao's smile faded and he said with some distress: "I'm learning Chinese and there are a lot of new words I don't recognize." He raised the book in his hand and Xi Yunting glanced at it. Although there were only a few words, he could still tell that they were completely unfamiliar words.

The completely different clothing and architectural styles, as well as the different writing system, finally confirmed to Xi Yunting that Chen Xiao did not belong to the Heaven Realm World. Although he had a premonition in his heart, he was still deeply shocked.

His body was twisted and distorted, and he almost fell out of the dream created by Chen Xiao because of the shock. However, he was strong-willed and managed to keep his body steady.

Chen Xiao looked at him in confusion and worry and asked, "Big brother, what's wrong with you?"

The call of "big brother" with a childish voice softened Xi Yunting's heart. He bent down slightly, raised his hand and gently stroked the boy's black and soft hair, and said softly, "It's okay."

Chen Xiao was comforted by his actions and voice. He leaned against his palm and asked, "Big brother, can you teach me what I don't know?"

No matter how knowledgeable and well-remembered Xi Yunting was, he couldn't immediately master completely unfamiliar words. He evaded the important questions and guided Chen Xiao: "You can put aside the ones you don't know for now. Why don't we look at other ones? Have you learned Feng Shui?"

Chen Xiao's thoughts were driven by Xi Yunting and he automatically constructed related matters. The thick book next to the young boy quietly changed and became a somewhat old book.

Xi Yunting took it and opened it. Inside was a dense mass of unfamiliar words. Chen Xiao looked at the book in his hand and said, "Master said that you have to learn to walk before you can run. I am still laying the foundation, so he only let me memorize some rhymes first."

Xi Yunting nodded and said, "Your master is right." After a pause, he asked, "Is your master good to you on a daily basis?"

Chen Xiao nodded heavily: "Okay! If Master hadn't been so kind to adopt me, I would still be living a wandering life. So I can't let him down, I must study hard." He frowned worriedly, "Master's health has not been good recently, I'm so worried about him..."

Xi Yunting recalled the ruddy old man he had seen before, and did not notice anything wrong with his health. The old man was still alive when Chen Xiao was in his twenties, and he did not know what had happened during that time.

Perhaps because he was too worried, Chen Xiao's mood gradually became low. In the blink of an eye, the scene changed to dark again. Chen Xiao, who was already close to adulthood at the age of 18 or 19, had a determined look on his face. He seemed to be fighting with a fierce creature as fierce as a beast. The battle scene was unpredictable, mysterious and dangerous, and Xi Yunting could not intervene at all.

Although he succeeded in killing him in the end, Chen Xiao was covered in wounds. Having achieved his wish, he was genuinely happy, but the dream collapsed again.

The following clips were blurry. A small car pushed him into a room, and people surrounded him. Chen Xiao fell asleep for a while, and woke up from time to time. People around him came and went. Xi Yunting didn't know who they were, but he felt that these people seemed to be trying to rescue Chen Xiao.

Cold, quiet, and empty, Chen Xiao's body became illusory, and his consciousness gradually became thinner, as if he was in a deep sleep, without thoughts or dreams. Xi Yunting was shocked, this was exactly the same feeling as that of a practitioner who was about to die in a state of death!

The heavy feeling of death wrapped around Xi Yunting's body, imprisoning him in ice and sinking him into a bottomless abyss. Just when Xi Yunting was extremely anxious, the old man's sigh came from the endless darkness: "Fool..."