Chapter 148

In the inner world's land of vegetation, it is spring-like all year round, while in the outer world's Wutong Town, heavy snow falls.

On a snowy night that obscured vision, a car drove into the town during the New Year with its headlights on. The car did not stop anywhere else, but drove directly to the end of a commercial street and stopped in front of a store with extremely retro decoration.

The black tiles of the shop were covered with a thick layer of snow, and the quaint bell-shaped hanging bell under the eaves seemed to be frozen by the cold and no longer made any sound.

The car suddenly stopped in front of the store. The snow gradually covered the car, but the people in the car did not move.

It was not until the snow had covered the wheels of the car that a young man in a suit got out.

Stepping out into the snow and turning off the air conditioning, he could not help but shiver with the cold. His exposed cheeks and hands instantly turned red from the cold. The young man could not help but take a few steps forward and knock on the wooden door covered with carvings.

"Is anyone there?" He slammed the door. "Is anyone there?"

It was so cold outside that his voice trembled after a while: "Is anyone there? Open the door!"

On a cold snowy night, he felt that his hands and feet were frozen and numb. He even felt a little regretful. How could he be so obsessed with driving for several hours and coming to such a remote place late at night just because he was upset at a family dinner?

His unconscious hands began to feel an inexplicable itch, and the coldness came in waves, making him want to retreat. When he was hesitating, he saw the two bell-shaped hanging bells covered with fallen snow under the eaves shook slightly, and snowflakes fell down, and the clear sound exploded in his ears without warning.

His men were suddenly empty.

The carved wooden door suddenly opened inward, and the young man lost his balance and almost fell to the ground.

He staggered forward a few steps before steadying himself. When he looked up, he was faced with an extremely exquisite screen.

Growing up surrounded by all kinds of treasures, he was not an expert, but he had good eyesight and recognized the screen as an antique. When he reluctantly moved his eyes away from the screen, he saw the shelves on the walls around it and the things randomly placed on the shelves... For a moment, he felt that he was not in an unknown store on a commercial street, but a private museum!

He was immersed in the surrounding arrangements, when he suddenly noticed that under the warm light, a new shadow had quietly appeared next to his shadow, and this shadow... was about to attack him.

He screamed out instantly and dodged to the side subconsciously, but was tripped by a shorter tea table and fell on the ground with his arms and legs spread out. The table and chairs fell on him, causing him continued injuries.

When the dizzy young man finally recovered, he discovered that the "shadow" that seemed to be attacking him was not a monster that suddenly appeared, but a handsome young man wearing a dark red gown and a monocle.

He murmured quietly: "People scare people to death..."

Yu Tu, who heard his muttering clearly, said: "..."

After spending a "thrilling" night in Guixu with the tribe leader, he returned to the Grass and Tree Tribe to heal himself with sleep. When he was sleeping soundly, the contract with the teahouse seemed to be urging him to die, telling him that someone was knocking on the door outside.

In the early morning of the second day of the Chinese New Year, even the most unscrupulous company would not ask its employees to work at this time!

Yu Tu opened the account almost sleepily. He wanted to see what kind of psychopath could keep him awake in the middle of the night!

When he actually saw the person... Yu Tu felt that the situation was worse than he had imagined. This late-night uninvited guest first stared at the furnishings of his teahouse in a daze, then danced for no apparent reason, and then tripped over the tea table, falling into a heap with the table and chairs - Yu Tu reached out to pull him but failed.

What's more, this strange guest was only wearing a thin suit in the middle of winter.

Could he really be a fool?

The man who was suspected of being a "fool" by Yu Tu sat on the ground and stared at him for a long time before he hurriedly got up and put the overturned tables and chairs back in place.

"I'm sorry." After the table and chairs were cleared, the embarrassment on the young man's face gradually disappeared, and he apologized sincerely, "I'm sorry to bother you so late at night, but I really have nowhere else to go. Excuse me, are you the owner of this store?"

Being called to the teahouse urgently from his sleep, Yu Tu was indeed a little resentful about the lack of sleep, but after all this ordeal, he was almost calm - he had encountered too many unexpected situations in the past six months, and he had gradually become accustomed to them.

It can't be more terrifying than the clan leader pressing down on his head and forcing him to pay New Year's greetings and ask for red envelopes, orz.

"I'm the owner," he said. "You're here to talk to me. Is it because you're sick in the head?"

When Yu Tu said this, he felt something was wrong, but the young man was obviously excited: "Yes, yes, yes! I am sick in the brain!"

"I haven't introduced myself to you yet. I'm Bai Liming, the heir of Anxin Pharmaceutical Group." The young man adjusted his suit, which was a little wrinkled due to the trouble just now, and tried to make himself look more worthy of the name. "The reason I found here is because I had a dream. I saw your store in my dream, and my intuition told me that you can solve my problems."

Driving late at night because of a dream, Bai Liming felt that this decision was quite ridiculous whether he was calm or hot-headed, but he did it anyway.

He kept asking himself in his heart "Why did I do such a thing?", but he seemed to be possessed at the time, as if he had grasped the only hope in his gloomy life.

When the shop owner pointed out that he had a brain disease, he felt strangely relieved. It was like a patient who was worried and was confirmed by the doctor that he was not just suspicious but really had a disease. In the midst of the pain, he felt relieved that everything was settled.

It turns out that I am really sick.

When Yu Tu heard the title of "successor of Anxin Pharmaceuticals", he felt that a big order was coming. Although the teahouse had been open for the past six months and customers came one after another, the only money he actually earned was the more than 50,000 yuan he earned from Wu Yulan. He still felt very poor.

In the later years of Millerkel University, he had to learn a lot of magic, and the cost of various materials was a considerable expense. Although he had his own small treasury after returning to the Plant Clan, he only spent money and did not earn any, and he always felt anxious.

Therefore, facing the big order that might be coming soon, Yu Tu's mentality became more relaxed. After all, making money is not shameful.

Yu Tu made a gesture of invitation: "Sit down and talk."

Bai Liming picked a tea table and sat down. Yu Tu sat opposite him. He lightly stroked the table with his hand, and a cup of steaming tea appeared in front of both of them.

Letting Bai Liming drink tea was to check on his condition, while Yu Tu drank tea himself to refresh his mind and be able to listen to him talk.

In such cold weather, drinking a cup of hot tea is undoubtedly a very comfortable thing, especially this cup of tea is particularly delicious. Bai Liming drank half a cup before he felt his heartbeat, which had just been inexplicably fast, gradually calmed down. He slowly exhaled:

"Since I was very young, I have had a recurring dream. I dreamed of a vast expanse of mist, in the mist there was a mountain, the peak of the mountain looked like an upright brush, and on the top of the peak there was a lush pine tree.

Sometimes I have this dream every day, sometimes once every two or three days, and the longest time it lasts is no more than a week, and it is exactly the same every time.

Until one day, I approached the mountain in my dream and broke off a pine branch on the top. Then the dream ended. "

Bai Liming paused and continued, "I was ten years old at that time. Although I was a little curious about why I always had the same dream, I didn't pay much attention to it because my family was a little special.

Until one day in junior high school, I participated in a competition. Because the competition was very difficult, it was not easy to stand out. I thought of many topics, but I rejected them one by one. I didn't sleep well for several days and nights, and then I had a dream in a daze. I dreamed that I was writing something with a pen in my room, and the pen suddenly turned into a pine branch. At the top of the pine branch, a flower of which I couldn't recognize suddenly bloomed.

After waking up from the dream, I looked at the draft papers on the table and suddenly I had an inspiration. I won the first place in that competition. "

"From now on, whenever you encounter a problem, you will dream." Bai Liming was thinking about the next words when he suddenly heard the young shop owner sitting opposite him say, "In the dream, pine branches bloom and the problem is solved. Right?"

Bai Liming widened his eyes in surprise: "How did you know?"

"That's not hard to guess." The shop owner opposite him took a sip of tea slowly, "Have you heard of the story of 'dream writing flowers'?"

"I know my dream is special, so I have looked up a lot of relevant information." Bai Liming sighed, "But now... am I running out of ideas?"

"When the pen of dreams blooms, one becomes famous all over the world; when the five-color pen is lost, one's talent is gone." He heard the shop owner say, "Don't take the stories and legends that have been passed down seriously."

Bai Liming: "Then how do I explain my dream?"

"No explanation." Compared to his impatience, the shop owner opposite him was not anxious at all, "You can leave now."

"Ah?" Bai Liming was a little dumbfounded, "But I..."

"A cup of tea and a story, both are clear." The shop owner opposite him didn't seem to care what he thought, "I don't do business with liars."

Bai Liming felt that he was wronged: "I didn't lie!"

He just hid something!

"There is no difference between lying and concealing the truth in my eyes." The shop owner seemed to know what he was going to say, "Please come in."

There seemed to be an invisible wind blowing in the room, sweeping Bai Liming straight out the door. The carved wooden door slammed shut in front of him, clearly showing its unwelcome attitude.

Bai Liming, who was still trying to fight for it, said: "......?"

This shop owner has such a bad temper!

The moment the carved wooden door closed, the indifferent expression on Yu Tu's face collapsed. Bai Liming's situation was so complicated that the leaves of his tea tree were about to fall off!

The part he talked about was difficult enough to handle, but the part he concealed was even more problematic.

Yu Tu concentrated his energy on his eyes. There was a huge source of resentment in Bai Liming's heart. The ties of kinship on his body were tinged with blood, his merits were stained with evil power, and his soul was bound up with a mess of cause and effect, good and bad mixed together, spanning nearly a hundred years.

Yu Tu: “…”

This fate can't be ended, really.