The smell of the silver-haired mouse and Chu Tian was perfectly concealed. The silver-haired mouse led Chu Tian through a dark and thick city wall, which seemed to Chu Tian much taller than a mountain. They breathlessly passed through a dark pine forest and jumped into a rushing river.
Silver hairs were growing rapidly on the petite body of the silver-haired mouse. The silver-haired mouse, which was only four or five inches long, had hair that was two feet long and turned into a thick ball of hair that wrapped around Chu Tian.
The river water failed to penetrate into the ball of fur. Chu Tian curled up quietly in the ball of fur, looking at the blue sky through the long silver fur.
"It's time to wake up!" Chu Tian said softly, "Every time Jiang Kui breaks into the house, I should wake up. It's been almost eighteen years, and there has been no exception. Why is this dream so long?"
With a "crack", the river water around Chu Tian, the cliffs on both sides of the river, the ancient trees on the cliffs, and the sky above the ancient trees all cracked into countless tiny cracks at the same time. Pieces of brightly colored landscape scrolls collapsed and disappeared, and the silver-haired mouse also turned into a faint silver light and disappeared.
The sky is grey, the earth is grey, and all around is grey void.
Chu Tian stood quietly in this gray and empty world. A tall figure slowly passed through the empty gray and walked in front of him.
Dressed in gorgeous brocade clothes, with a lavender face and a square face that showed boundless righteousness and sanctimoniousness, Jiang Kui stood quietly in front of Chu Tian, with his hands behind his back, looking at him quietly.
"Is the mystery finally solved?" Chu Tian looked at Jiang Kui coldly, "Brother, don't you think it's a bit too much to let a newborn baby have those bloody dreams every day?"
Chu Tian sighed softly, spread his hands and looked at Jiang Kui: "Luckily it's me. If it was an ordinary kid, he would have lost his intelligence and mind a long time ago, and would have either become a madman or a fool, right?"
Jiang Kui looked Chu Tian up and down, and nodded slowly with a hint of satisfaction: "You are neither stupid nor crazy. For eighteen years, I have made you repeat the bloody scene of your birth every night. Don't you think your state of mind is much more firm than that of ordinary people?"
Chu Tian remained silent. Jiang Kui grinned, "A firm mindset means that your soul is strong and tenacious. Your soul is at least ten times stronger than that of an ordinary person. To be more precise, if the soul of a well-nourished, healthy 18-year-old boy is a drop of water, your soul now is 30% of eleven drops and one more."
"What are you?" Chu Tian seemed not to hear Jiang Kui's words. He was silent for a while, and asked Jiang Kui very seriously and cautiously.
"I am, 'what'?" Jiang Kui was stunned for a moment, then smiled and pointed at his own face and asked back, "Hey, Jiang Kui, you have seen this face in your dreams for almost eighteen years. It will be eighteen years in just two days. Don't you remember it?"
"You are, 'what'?" Chu Tian slowly raised his right hand, and the eight-sided sword quietly popped out from his sleeve.
"I am, Pillow!" Jiang Kui spread his hands and laughed hastily: "Pillow, Pillow, it's just that I want to give you a deeper impression. Ha, don't you think that this face of Jiang Kui is the one that impressed you the most?"
'Pillow'?
Chu Tian was stunned, and he subconsciously touched the thin silver chain around his neck.
Hanging on the chain is a jade pillow the size of a baby's fist, carved from green jade. The small jade pillow is decorated with fine cloud patterns, with extremely smooth cloud patterns intertwined with each other, and the shallow cloud patterns give people a strange feeling of overlapping and unfathomable depth.
"You are, the pillow?" Chu Tian looked at Jiang Kui in astonishment: "Master Rat said that this jade pillow has been with my ancestors for nine generations. I have never heard that it would give my ancestors nightmares, and it is a nightmare that has been repeated for eighteen consecutive years!"
"Yes, I have been following your Chu family ancestors for nine generations!" Jiang Kui sighed with his hands behind his back, "Nine generations, nine generations of single inheritance, you are the tenth generation, and you have been having nightmares for eighteen years to temper your soul."
Jiang Kui narrowed his eyes and looked at Chu Tian, his tone suddenly adding a hint of mystery: "When I set such harsh inheritance rules, I never thought I would meet such a lucky person. I originally thought that my inheritance would be like the era I belonged to, completely disappearing into thin air."
Chu Tian looked at Jiang Kui quietly, carefully distinguishing every word he said, not daring to be careless in the slightest.
"You have been in the hands of different people and wandered among different families for countless years. I never thought that there would be a family that could pass on its legacy for nine generations. You have endured my nightmares for eighteen years, but you were able to grow up safely." Jiang Kui smiled and said, "This is destined. This inheritance must be given to you."
"Wait!" Chu Tian shouted, "What inheritance? What do you mean by nine generations of inheritance?"
"This inheritance is right here. You can accept it or not. It's not up to you!" Jiang Kui smiled lightly and said disapprovingly: "As for the rules for me to choose the inheritor, it is to find someone with good enough luck."
"Originally, I wanted to wait two days, until your eighteenth birthday, to give you a surprise."
"But I didn't expect that when you left the city yesterday, you almost gave me a 'surprise', so I couldn't wait and had to hand over the inheritance to you now. Anyway, after eighteen years of suffering from nightmares every day to temper your soul, you already have enough foundation to accept it."
Jiang Kui's body moved slightly, and the eight-sided sword in Chu Tian's hand suddenly made a low sword sound.
"Wait, what is the cause and effect of all this!" Chu Tian hurriedly spoke up to stop Jiang Kui.
"Damn, you are such a clumsy kid." Jiang Kui glared at Chu Tian fiercely and shouted, "The whole thing is, I have a legacy that I want to pass on, but I don't know who to leave it to."
"So, I refined this pillow, leaving a trace of mystical aura on it. Anyone who sees this pillow will believe that it is a secret treasure that can prosper the family, and will carefully collect it and wear it close to their body."
"Anyone who gets my pillow will definitely have only one heir for nine generations. No matter how many wives and concubines he marries, he can only have one descendant!"
"If the family line can be passed down from one person to another for nine generations without dying out, and the child of the tenth generation can endure my eighteen years of nightmares. Of course, it could also be a spring dream, a beautiful dream, or something else. If the child can grow up safely without being disturbed for eighteen years, then he can inherit my legacy."
Jiang Kui smiled calmly and said, "That's the cause and effect. I was forced to meet you two days in advance, fearing that something might happen. So, Chu Tian, you are my disciple from the next generation. Whether you are willing or not, this inheritance is now yours."
With a loud laugh, Jiang Kui suddenly turned into a gust of wind, howling and sweeping in all directions.
The gray void around him was blown open by the strong wind to form a space with a diameter of about ten feet. Chu Tian felt pain all over his body, and his body suddenly collapsed and turned into a faint water vapor floating in the space.
The jade pillow that he had worn for eighteen years since childhood melted silently, turning into a biting cold current that penetrated into Chu Tian's body and instantly rushed to his forehead.
An indescribable pain attacked from the depths of his soul, as if ten thousand thunders exploded in his soul at the same time. Chu Tian fainted without even a sound.