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Chapter 180: Into the Dream
Twenty meters is not far. I continued to breathe through my mouth as I walked quickly toward the front door, and this time, I passed through without any obstacles. I don't know if Guo Yongjia overestimated Guo Yang or underestimated me.
I checked the time; it was only a little past three in the morning! The first floor of the villa is conservatively estimated to be at least five meters high. I am an Onmyoji, but I am not a martial arts master; I can't climb such a height!
Moreover, I am also a person, and my nose is meant for breathing! Long-term mouth breathing has left me with a dry mouth and restless tongue.
The villa's main door was tightly closed, so entering through the front was clearly not an option. I went around to the back and found that there were many air conditioners installed on the back side of the villa, almost one under each window. Besides sighing at the luxury of wealthy people, I thought of a plan.
After reaching a little tree in the yard, I climbed up and tied one end of a rope to the top of the tree. Then I came down and tied the other end to the base of another tree. After pulling the first tree as much as possible, I secured the rope again. Next, I climbed back up the bent tree and estimated the position of the little tree relative to the house before releasing the knot on the tree.
As soon as the rope loosened, the pulled little tree immediately sprang back up, and I was also propelled upward by it.
The feeling of flying was really exhilarating. I aimed for the air conditioner; the angle and force were just right, and I was almost instantly bounced onto it by the little tree. However, what I didn't account for was how hard the wall would be!
I dashed onto the air conditioner and nearly had a passionate kiss with the wall, almost falling directly off it.
"Damn it!" After finally stabilizing myself, I hurriedly rubbed my nose with my hand. That collision was no joke; my nose felt fiery hot. If this were on TV, I'd definitely be bleeding.
After rubbing my nose for a while, it finally eased up. I slowly stood up and looked into the room.
In the dark of night, the room was pitch black, making it hard to see anything clearly. I tried to push open the window, and fortunately, it wasn't locked.
Many people have a habit of locking their windows when they sleep; in fact, that's not good as it affects sleep. Anyone with a bit of common sense knows that they shouldn't close their windows while sleeping. So this provided an opportunity for someone like me who engages in petty theft.
I felt somewhat despicable and even ashamed for stooping to such sneaky behavior. But in order to find Rooster Chickenshit, I couldn't care less about that anymore. As long as I thought of it as using their own methods against them, I didn't feel so guilty inside.
Standing by the window looking down at the garden is like standing on a mountain peak watching the clouds drifting above the valley, giving a sense of a paradise on earth.
I have to say, Guo Yongjia is indeed impressive! The mist of the illusionary maze can only float about three meters above the ground, without any sign of spreading! Below, everything is a white expanse that looks just like clouds, quite beautiful.
I turned around, slowly pushed open the window, and then climbed inside.
The room is large, and through the hazy moonlight, I could barely see the entire space.
In the room, aside from some furniture, the most eye-catching thing is the large bed. I carefully approached the bedside and slightly raised my head to take a look. The person lying on the bed is none other than Yan Shanshan.
Yan Shanshan, who is sound asleep, has her beautiful eyes tightly closed and her lips sealed, serene and lovely. The white bedding covers her body perfectly, concealing her curvaceous figure without missing a detail.
She sleeps very well, lying almost straight on the bed without moving at all.
Goddess!
I originally came to take away Rooster Chickenshit, but unexpectedly found a sleeping goddess!
For many years, I have imagined more than once what it would be like for a girl to sleep. Would she sleep without any clothes? Or do they prefer to hug something while sleeping?
Now it seems that my goddess sleeps more quietly compared to me. The whole room is filled with a faint fragrance that constantly stimulates me. A lonely man and a beautiful woman—looking at her sleeping face and her pink lips, I actually felt an impulse to kiss her.
No, no!
I repeatedly warned myself, having finally managed to free myself from my most primal desires.
Guo Yongjia!
Isn't he Yan Shanshan's husband? Do they really sleep in separate rooms?
I looked around in confusion but did not see Guo Yongjia's figure.
Then, I recalled the scene I had seen when I entered the villa during the day. The villa was quite large, unlike my paper-making shop. If I wanted to find the jade pendant, I would have to search room by room, which would inevitably lead to being discovered. Since Guo Yongjia had already set up a formation downstairs, who knew what kind of alarms that guy might have set up inside the villa?
For safety's sake, I decided to put Yan Shanshan in a bit of a difficult position.
Dream Transmission!
For ghosts, dream transmission is quite challenging. Entering a living person's dream is not an easy task. For the dead to transmit dreams, they must seek the consent of a Yin official and, with their help, can have a chance to enter a living person's dream.
As a Yin Yang Master, I had learned quite a bit from Master Ma, but I only knew one method for dream transmission. To perform this method, I needed to rely on the Ghost Seal. The Ghost Seal is a treasure bestowed by King Yan to my ancestor; it can seal Yin entities and also has the function of subduing ghosts. Even an ordinary Soul-Settling Talisman can achieve better results when stamped with the 'Ghost Seal' imprint.
At that moment, I did not have the Ghost Seal, but I did have ghost money. Although ghost money is used as currency by Yin entities, it comes in many forms. The most legitimate ghost money is issued under the orders of King Yan and has strict regulations, much like a bank in China. Each year, it can only be printed according to King Yan or Judge's plans, and every piece of ghost money must bear relevant stamps.
The ghost money from my paper-making shop uses the Ghost Seal as its stamp.
Now, I took out a piece of ghost money and cut out the Ghost Seal imprint from it. Then, I moistened it with saliva and stuck it on my forehead. Originally, if I still had the Ghost Seal in my hand, I could just stamp it directly on my forehead.
Next, I checked the bedroom door. I must say that Yan Shanshan was quite cautious while sleeping; all three locks on the door were secured—very safe.
After reaching Yan Shanshan's bedside, I sat cross-legged and quickly formed hand seals with my hands before placing them on my knees. In a low voice, I said: "Yin and Yang alternate, Urgent Order! Descend to Yin!"
This method is similar to going to the Underworld; essentially, it allows my soul to become three-dimensional so that it can enter dreams.
Once my eyes were tightly closed, my soul slowly detached from my body and gradually floated onto Yan Shanshan's bed.
This action was very dangerous; for instance, if someone suddenly entered the room and saw my body sitting on the ground, just touching my body would cause significant damage to my soul. If the imprint on my forehead fell off, my soul would never be able to return. This was also a drawback of not having the Ghost Seal; if I had it with me, there would be no worry about it falling off.
In scientific terms, ghosts are explained as intelligent entities generated by brainwaves after a person dies.
Although scientists do not believe in ghosts in this world, I strongly agree with what they say about brain waves. When a person is alive, their mind releases brain waves. To enter a dream, one must resonate their soul with the brain waves emitted by humans to access the sea of consciousness and thus enter the dream.
I put in a lot of effort to explore and finally entered Yan Shanshan's dream. To be honest, I was quite excited. I was curious about what my goddess dreams about. Would it be similar to me, dreaming friendly and passionate dreams due to a long-term lack of affection from the opposite sex?
As it turns out, I was overthinking.
Yan Shanshan's dream was beautiful; it was a suburban canola field filled with the sounds of birds and fragrant flowers. As far as the eye could see, the golden canola flowers blanketed the hills, creating a stunning view, while Yan Shanshan danced joyfully in the field!
The flowers were beautiful, and she was even more beautiful!
I still remember when I was young, often slacking off and taking her and Ruo Lan to cook in the suburban canola fields. Back then, we were all young, and cooking was more about having fun.
We would bring an empty can, some rice, a potato, and salt, then find a picturesque spot, using a few stones to hold up the empty can before starting a fire to cook.
Yan Shanshan had great cooking skills even as a child, while Yan Ruo Lan was quite mischievous. I often took them out to play in the suburbs. Sometimes we even played house games where I naturally played the male lead and was Yan Shanshan's husband, while Yan Ruo Lan acted as our parent. She would help us host the wedding ceremony—bowing to heaven and earth, bowing to our parents, and after exchanging vows, we would be sent into the so-called bridal chamber.
At that time, we didn't understand much; once sent into the bridal chamber, it would just be a peck at most before it was over. Now that I've grown up, sometimes I fantasize that if I had known about sex back then, I would have settled Yan Shanshan beneath me earlier and wouldn't have had to see her marry someone else later on.
This time in Yan Shanshan's dream, we returned to the suburban canola field again. However, unlike before, there were three other people standing in the canola field besides Yan Shanshan and me: Guo Yongjia! Yan Ruo Lan! And a little girl in a red dress!
Seeing that little girl made my heart race! Wasn't she the one who threatened to sell me her red dress? How did she end up in Yan Shanshan's dream?
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