Chi Wei and his kids were completely unaware of what was going on. After washing up, they all went back to their room to play. Chi Wei personally taught E Ning how to register for the game, join their camp team, and led him through the game together.
Bai Muqiu couldn't calm down after returning to the backyard. He paced around in the yard. When he finally calmed down and went inside, he found that only Qin Nan and Bai Moxuan were left in the living room.
Xuan Yu helped Teng Xue with video editing. Since falling in love with photography, Teng Xue has also been studying video recording and editing.
Because of her good relationship with Murong Xue, Teng Xue even learned how to do live streaming, but she has never done it before because she is too young and it is not allowed.
Chi Wei and his friends used Bai Hao and Qin Nan's ID cards to play games; otherwise, they would have been directly subject to anti-addiction measures.
However, Tengxue is now a well-known content creator, and the reason for her success is the photos she takes of herself trying on sample clothes at home, with each of her figures comparable to supermodels.
Even with their faces covered, their figures are still incredibly attractive. Not only Bai Hao and his friends, but even the younger ones like Chi Wei have a group of auntie fans drooling over them.
Tengxue didn't dare to ask Long Chengxiu to take the photos, but Bai Muqiu was easy to talk to, especially since he was fair-skinned and had a delicate appearance, so he could wear some bright and colorful clothes.
By using Bai Muqiu's model photos, Tengxue gained a large number of fans.
Tengxue is currently editing some short videos of the costumes and filming process, which can be considered as Easter eggs and source material.
Xuan Yu is just a lowly laborer.
Hearing the noise, Qin Nan lifted Bai Moxuan up and Bai Muqiu walked to the back of his sofa and, with a "thud," fell headfirst into the sofa through the backrest.
Qin Nan was startled and quickly reached out to pull the person out.
"Are you alright, Muqiu? Wealth is just material possession. Luckily you didn't go back. If the shop is gone, we can just rebuild it."
Bai Muqiu listlessly struggled to her feet with Qin Nan's help, then scrambled to the sofa and lay down, her voice muffled.
"It's fine if the shop is gone. It's not the first time. I should open a new shop in another city. Although I know magic so that ordinary people won't think that my immortality is abnormal, I can't stay in one place for too long."
"But, Nan-ge, I think being a Bai Ze must be so tiring. Hao-ge is really amazing. Before, he was the only Bai Ze. What must he have gone through to be able to... to be so detached?"
Qin Nan had barely finished listening and hadn't even had a chance to reply when Bai Muqiu continued speaking on her own.
"Sigh... It's not just Hao-ge, they're all better than me. A-Jue is also very clear-headed, as are Wei-wei, Yin-jie, and Zi-yan. They can all view the world without any ripples."
Brother Nan... I can't do it. I can't stay calm. I'm always moved by knowing too much. But I also know that there's nothing I can do.
But every single time, I still get caught up in the role, I still get emotional.
I wouldn't dare do the jobs Hao and the others chose. A-Jue is a feng shui master, Sister Yin is a ghost merchant, Weiwei sells ghost artifacts, Bai Yu writes novels, and Bai Ziyan is a traveling merchant...
They all went deep into the world and came into contact with people. They witnessed countless joys and sorrows, yet they never wavered in their resolve.
But I can't. My dream interpretation shop only awaits those with the right destiny. I don't explore the future; I only settle their ties with the past.
Everyone has threads in their hands—the red thread of fate, the thread of destiny. In one's life, one will encounter countless connections, which cannot be severed one by one. However, the threads connecting different people will slowly disappear as indifference and estrangement develop.
Only the most important lines will remain, and they will be very solid and bright.
Love, hate, affection, debt, resentment, vows—I have been collecting thoughts. Unlike the soul, thoughts have no foundation, are ethereal and illusory, yet they truly exist.
"The incense made from the seeds of this spirit can influence a person's thoughts and dreams."
Bai Muqiu paused, then turned to look at Qin Nan, who was listening attentively.
"I remember my first customer, a little girl, a long, long time ago, back in... ancient times."
A little girl, filthy and looking no different from a beggar, barged into my newly opened shop, begging for food.
I thought she was a beggar, so I invited her in and made her a bowl of noodles.
She wolfed down her food and asked me what dream interpretation was. I told her that everyone dreams, and different dreams have different meanings. As long as she told me the content of her dream, I could interpret it.
She thought for a long time, finished her noodle soup, and then hesitantly asked me if I could interpret her dream.
Bai Muqiu suddenly smiled and said, "I didn't care at the time because I didn't think a twelve or thirteen-year-old could have any strange or important dreams."
But as she spoke, and I listened, I remained silent for a long time.
I used my divine power to see her past. She was originally a grandson of the emperor, but due to the turmoil in the palace, she was stranded among the common people and was kidnapped by human traffickers to a family to be a child bride.
The family bought her to carry on the family line, so they made her do servant work and take care of her infant fiancé.
Later, the area where she lived suffered from severe drought for years, and the people were destitute. She fled with her adoptive parents, and along the way, there were corpses of the starving everywhere, and they had eaten all the food they could find.
Back then, there was an inhumane method called "sheep swapping," where people were essentially two-legged sheep, and girls were exchanged for them, then killed and eaten.
She wasn't their biological child to begin with; she was switched at birth. She was less than ten years old at the time, skinny and frail, and was taken back by her new family.
Humans are truly contradictory. She was tied up but not killed. The family regretted it, but when they went to look for her again, their own daughter was already...
Looking at her, they felt a surge of hatred. To make things easier for themselves, they shifted all the blame onto her. After the famine, although they kept her, they treated her like livestock.
They felt they couldn't let her go so easily, after all, she and their daughter had traded their lives for each other. But seeing him would remind them of their inhuman past as they returned to their normal lives.
So she lived a very difficult life. Later, she was about to be beaten to death. In order to survive, she used a knife to injure people, cut the chains, and ran into the mountains.
Everyone thought she was going to die, but she survived, and afterwards she became a homeless beggar.
She kept having the same dream: a magnificent palace where she lay on a soft bed, and a woman whose face she couldn't see gently held her and hummed a lullaby to her.
She had this dream for many years, and she even learned the songs from it.
But she didn't know what it was. She barged into my shop because she was panicked and didn't know where to go.
At that time, I wasn't used to interacting with people, so I set up a barrier on the shop door, so only specific people could see the shop open and enter.
I didn't interpret her dream for her; I showed her a way home.
"And then? Did she go home?"
Upon hearing this, Bai Muqiu's eyes dimmed.
“Maybe not. I don’t look to the future, so I don’t know if the path I pointed out to her led not only to home, but also to an abyss from which she could not escape.”
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