Your Highness, I can’t bear nightmares.
There were far more than just Lu Xiyun, so Fang Ci asked people to investigate further.
This morning, all those who were unable to get up were swept out from the Nan Wang Mansion.
Fortunately, Lu Shian, the formation master, had woken up on time this morning. But at this moment, Lu Shian still couldn't figure out the crux of the matter: "The Soul Control and Dream Control Technique, being able to control a master is already difficult. This level is unheard of."
Just as the strange phenomenon was becoming increasingly difficult to understand, a sharp whistle suddenly rang out from the outer courtyard.
——“Invasion!!”
——“Enemy attack!!”
Fang Ci acted decisively and immediately mobilized the guards to seal off and guard the palace.
There was a sentry every five steps and a guard post every ten steps. The shouts never stopped and the soldiers ran like the wind.
Finally, she intercepted the "uninvited guest" who entered the mansion in the west wing.
Actually, it’s not quite right to say that he was ‘intercepted’ - because the other party didn’t run away at all.
Fang Xingfei seemed to be bewildered by Xiao Wujiu's attitude. He actually didn't even remember him, let alone follow him away.
In Xiao Wujiu's room, Fang Xingfei was an outsider and had no awareness of being an intruder.
He looked at Fang Ci who rushed in and said in a bad tone: "Fang Ci, what did you do to him?"
Originally, Fang Xingfei just wanted to take advantage of the chaos and take the person away. After all, that brat Zhu Yi had repeatedly instructed: no chaos.
But now, he didn't mind - killing a few people.
Fang Xingfei's gaze slowly swept over the crowd.
"My senior brother, give it back to me."
Fang Xingfei spoke very calmly. He simply stood sideways in front of Xiao Wujiu without even drawing his sword.
But no one can deny the danger of this man.
Fang Xingfei spoke bluntly, his voice cold, "Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Fang Ci was furious and started cursing, "You stinking beggar! You're repaying kindness with enmity, aren't you?!"
Fang Ci spoke fiercely, "The medicine you guys in Yinshu City went through so much trouble to find is being boiled down by the Nan Mansion in baskets! If I hadn't brought him back, without the Nan Mansion's golden silk plants, he wouldn't have survived even half a month!"
Hearing the words "Golden Silk Plant", Fang Xingfei's expression finally changed.
That thing is the treasure of the Fang family and is extremely difficult to cultivate.
Fang Xingfei's eyebrows twitched slightly, and his hostility subsided a bit: "Then why didn't he recognize me?"
Fang Ci didn't know either. She sighed helplessly, "After the poison was cleared, he started forgetting a lot of things. So far, I haven't found the root cause."
Fang Xingfei frowned and said nothing. He turned to look at the person behind him - his own senior brother had a distant look in his eyes and was still wary of him.
Fang Xingfei felt depressed. He sighed and lowered his voice, "We are from the same sect. I won't harm you. Give me your hand so I can see it."
Fang Xingfei was even more depressed now. Xiao Wujiu actually looked at Fang Ci and nodded before finally extending his hand.
He inserted a wisp of Qi into the other person's body and scanned it carefully. Sure enough, all the poisonous aura was gone.
It is exactly as Fang Ci said.
Fang Xingfei took a deep breath and his emotions finally calmed down.
The next moment, he put his hand on Xiao Wujiu's shoulder in a serious tone, and said in a light yet solemn tone: "It doesn't matter if you can't remember. I will tell you slowly later. My name is Fang Xingfei. We are from the same school. I am your senior brother."
Fang Ci: “…”
Now that everyone in the house was fast asleep, she really didn't have the energy to complain about this poor "relative".
She narrowed her eyes and got straight to the point: "So many people in my house are in a deep sleep, is it you who did it?"
Fang Xingfei shrugged innocently, "I can't perform such a large-scale soul-weaving and dream-manipulation technique."
However, when I think about it, he was clearly there last night, but he just watched all this happen, it does seem a bit like "repaying kindness with enmity".
Fang Xingfei coughed lightly. "...Of course. There are ways. I know a thing or two about soul weaving and dream manipulation."
Fang Xingfei pondered for a moment, frowning slightly, as if he was recalling something.
Last night, he noticed something strange but did not intervene. Instead, in order to find out Xiao Wujiu's whereabouts, he took advantage of the chaos and slipped into the dreams of those who were deep in sleep, wandering around.
Fang Xingfei glanced around, his eyes landing on Qin Yingtian. He raised his chin lazily, "I remember... last night, someone dreamt of you."
Qin Yingtian was stunned and blurted out: "Are you talking about Master?!"
Fang Xingfei didn't know if it was true or not, so he just said, "I don't know you, but the dream is indeed woven around you."
He glanced at everyone and explained calmly, "The Soul Weaving and Dream Manipulation technique doesn't just create dreams. It draws upon a person's sea of consciousness—memories, obsessions, and emotions—to weave an illusion. Good dreams are hard to wake up from, and fear grips the heart. Those with attachments are more susceptible to this technique's control."
Fang Xingfei paused. "The sea of consciousness is a self-consistent world. Disrupting its self-consistency will cause severe damage to the spiritual consciousness. To break the dream, one must intervene in the dream world with the original identity."
Qin Yingtian reacted: "So you mean..."
Fang Xingfei nodded. "I can send you into this heavy spell. Once this dream is broken, he will wake up. Anyway, do you want to go?"
Qin Yingtian hesitated for a moment: "Is this... dangerous?"
Fang Xingfei shrugged. "Theoretically, it's not dangerous. Soul Weaving and Dream Manipulation are exploratory techniques, not meant to harm. Dreams themselves won't actively devour consciousness."
He paused, then changed the subject: "But the problem is, the caster last night made such a commotion, it's definitely not as simple as just wanting them to sleep. I suggest you wake them up as soon as possible."
Qin Yingtian responded straightforwardly this time, with a bit of youthful vigor: "Then I'll go!"
Fang Ci paused for a moment, her expression growing serious as she pondered Fang Xingfei's words. She said in a deep voice, "I will arrange for the Black Cavalry to serve as guards in the palace."
Fang Ci first asked what he was concerned about: "Jing Yuan didn't wake up today, do you have any solution?"
Fang Xingfei was startled, thinking about who Fang Ci was talking about: "Oh, that guy, he's pretty easy to get. Where are the three of you?"
He glanced meaningfully at Fang Ci, Fang Che, and Xiao Jingxiu: "Although any one of you three can do it, I suggest that you only choose one."
Fang Xingfei raised the corner of his mouth and added slowly, "In my opinion, the effect of one plus one is less than negative ten thousand."
Xiao Jingxiu said "I" in a calm voice, which made Fang Che yell "Stop your tricks" and beat him to the ground.
Fang Ci raised his hands to cover his face: "...Don't worry about them... I'll take care of Jing Yuan."
She looked up at Fang Xingfei and asked, "How many people's dreams did you see last night? Should I call everyone in the mansion?"
Fang Xingfei: “…”
If it is useful, use it to the utmost. Fang Ci was not at all shy with this "relative". He looked at every room, swept every circle, and pulled Fang Xingfei to check the whole palace.
In the end, Fang Ci was satisfied and pushed the person towards Qin Shu, thinking it was a favor.
If it weren't for Xiao Wujiu's face, and the fact that he had obtained several hundred taels of silver in the Nan Mansion in the past - Fang Xingfei would have been tempted to go to this palace.
But before Fang Xingfei could explode, he finally ran into a snag.
Fang Xingfei rubbed his forehead, his face troubled. He looked at Qin Shu and confessed, "Lu Xiyun has you in his dreams. But I can't influence you at all. To be more precise, that person last night couldn't influence you either. None of us can control you."
Fang Xingfei continued, "But Ren Xuan is also in his dream. The best way is to let Ren Xuan go in and wake him up."
Qin Shu's expression was gloomy: "Ren Xuan himself was also infected."
Fang Xingfei: "...Then we have to wake Ren Xuan up first."
Qin Shu frowned: "Who is in Ren Xuan's dream?"
Fang Xingfei hesitated for a moment and said, "...I think his name is Pei Jiming?"
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When Pei Jiming was urgently called back by Qin Shu, he was completely stunned.
Qin Shu said succinctly: "In short, Ren Xuan is trapped in his own dream and can't get out. You need to find a way to get him out."
After hearing the whole story, Pei Jiming hesitated for a moment: "...Am I involved?"
His tone was difficult, and his expression was even more complicated: "It's a nightmare..."
Pei Jiming has known Ren Xuan for a long time: "He should have a good dream--"
He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw Lu Shian in the room, so he bit back the rest of his sentence.
"Your Highness, I can't handle nightmares."
Pei Jiming sighed softly. This dark army commander, known for his fierce killing spree and cold-heartedness, now spoke with a tone of helplessness: "If it's a nightmare, I can't wake him up..."
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Pei Jiming and Ren Xuan knew each other very early——
When I was twelve years old, in the secret military camp of Zhongzhou, there was a massacre of two out of five hundred people for the first time.
They did it voluntarily, and that was the first step to getting on the Dark List.
All the death warriors know that there is only a way out if they are on the list.
Secret list.
Once you are on the list, you can collect the stakes.
After collecting the stakes, you can raise troops, store land, and exchange power.
From now on it is no longer “the knife” but “the person holding the knife”.
It seems like the meaning of their lives is to climb onto that list.
The number of spots on the Dark List each year is determined by the previous year's vacancies. That year, there were only two spots reserved for the Dark Barracks.
Five hundred men entered the camp, but only two were chosen.
The night before, before Pei Jiming had memorized the names of all the team members, Ren Xuan had already found him.
Pei Jiming was squatting in the corner, sorting out the weapons of the fourth person in the team, when he suddenly heard a light laugh.
"Don't remember it."
The man leaned against the camp wall, holding a straw stalk in his mouth, his knife slung across his back. He looked cynical, "There are only two positions. Even a fool knows they'll kill each other in the end. Will they really tell you the truth?"
Pei Jiming just stared at the other person without saying anything.
Ren Xuan bit the grass stem more firmly, and spoke in a relaxed tone, as if he had made up his mind:
"Why not just have two people from the beginning?"
"You and me."
"Two positions, just right."
Ren Xuan was right. It would be easier for two people to survive if they didn't suspect each other than a group of people with their own ulterior motives.
They survived to the end.
Pei Jiming never asked Ren Xuan why he was chosen.
But that's how people are—
Once trust is established in one life-or-death situation, it becomes easy to get through all subsequent life-or-death situations.
That year, they became the youngest on the Dark List.
Ren Xuan likes to tell jokes that are not very funny.
But the days of living on the edge of a knife were too tense, and even those unfunny jokes seemed like life-saving medicine.
Gradually, after uttering "Shut the fuck up" for the first time, Pei Jiming learned to challenge.
He found that it was more satisfying to argue with this guy than to be frozen to death by Ren Xuan's jokes.
At least we can confirm that they are still alive.
Compared to the silent seniors on the Dark List, these two youngsters were so lively that they didn't seem like Dark Soldiers.
Ren Xuan climbed the Dark Ranking very quickly. This person was born to exploit the rules.
I was born knowing how to win.
As expected, Ren Xuan became the youngest person to ever top the Dark List.
Then, one day, Ren Xuan found him.
The wind was very calm that day.
Ren Xuan drank a glass of wine and said slowly, "Old Pei, I'm leaving now."
He said, “There’s no fun here.”
Pei Jiming scared him.
But the other party always keeps his word. Ren Xuan always has a plan.
In order to fake his own death and escape the pursuit, Ren Xuan even re-cultivated the Dao Yuan Jue.
Half a year later, the former top of the secret list, relying on his newly learned skills, won the martial arts examination and became an official of the imperial court.
Pei Jiming watched him step by step out of the old situation, envying his agility, but he could not be as decisive as him.
He could not abandon the skills he had practiced for many years in the organization, and he could not let go of everything he had obtained so far. He was trapped in the cage called "success and fame."
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In the imperial city, Ren Xuan was still doing smoothly.
Until one day, Ren Xuan got into big trouble.
I heard that he was plotted against by a high-ranking official in Beijing.
He was always calculating against others, but someone tricked him in the back, which made Pei Jiming marvel at the result.
Pei Jiming immediately expressed his righteousness: "Who is that bastard? Kill him and I'll give you a free order."
Ren Xuan didn't respond, but shook his head and clinked his glass: "For the sake of that bastard having a good nephew, forget it."
Ren Xuan was forced to leave Beijing.
That night, they got drunk at the pavilion outside the imperial city. They had a farewell banquet at the pavilion and snow fell at midnight.
Ren Xuan drunkenly patted his shoulder and said, "Old Pei, Lu Shi'an from the Dali Temple is always offending people. You should keep an eye on him."
Ren Xuan spoke too lightly and glibly, and his smile was unruly.
They drank too much and he was drunk, and he thought Ren Xuan was too.
It was just a drunken joke, he didn't take it seriously.
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