2235: C2235 This Dream

C2235 This Dream

"Brother, please be careful!"

Sima Xian gritted his teeth and reminded him.

Qin Feng was very sincere. He had already seen it, even though it meant risking his life!

He actually still had a trace of doubt just now!

How shameful.

After he entered the stone wall, it was as if he had entered a foreign world!

He could only use his vision to look at a child. His face was full of stains as he climbed the mountain to chop firewood.

Qin Feng's vision was that of a child looking at the world, grey and gloomy.

After chopping firewood for a day, the little boy hummed a song as he carried the firewood, which was not in proportion to his body, and walked down the mountain.

In a small mountain village, there were many people passing by on the streets, and they were all very simple and honest.

Spirit Sun Village!

The name had an aura of its own.

"Uncle Zhang, I've cut down some new firewood. Should I save some for you?"

The little boy said to a middle-aged man who was repairing the door board.

"No need, Dou Ding. Look how tired you are. Stand there and wait for me!"

The man put down what he was doing and walked directly into the room. He then took out a big chicken leg and handed it over to the boy.

"Look at you, when you're growing up, you should eat more meat. Your alcoholic dad doesn't care about you, aiya, poor kid!"

The man shook his head and patted Dou Ding's head. Then, he turned around and started to fix the door.

The little boy drooled as he looked at the chicken leg.

However, he swallowed it down and resisted the urge to eat it. All he did was sniff at his nose.

"It smells so good. Dad drinks everyday and doesn't eat at all. He should be starving. Take it back for him to eat."

With that, the little boy skipped off into the distance.

Qin Feng's gaze was also changing rapidly, which made him feel very bored.

What did this have to do with inheritances? He impatiently prepared to leave this state, only to discover that …

It was as if he was sealed here, unable to get out!

This was terrifying!

One must know, Qin Feng was in a state of consciousness and his body was left outside.

If he did not return to his original body earlier, his body would have entered the vegetative state, and even the Dharma God would have disappeared without a consciousness at any time.

People would even think that he was dead!

No matter how anxious he was, Qin Feng was like a nightmare. When he fell asleep, his mind would always be clear, but no matter how much he yelled, he couldn't make a sound.

No one else could hear it.

Luckily, Qin Feng was calm and collected. If it was any other person, they would have been tortured to the point of collapse.

However, it was impossible to always be in such a state of mind. It was too dangerous!

It seemed that this was completely different from what Sima Xian said.

He was trying to find a way, but the deeper he sank, the more his consciousness seemed to completely merge with the boy's. The world he saw gradually became reality …

A dream-like and illusory story gradually unfolded in front of Qin Feng...

"Dad, what's wrong? Wake up, don't scare me!"

The little boy returned to his dilapidated straw house and squatted down in the middle of it. There was a man with a disheveled, dirty, and covered face with a beard.

"Wu wu wu!"

The crying of the little boy attracted Qin Feng's attention.

If he was trapped here, there was definitely a way for him to get out. The only thing he needed to do was to find a clue.

Since his consciousness was attached to the little boy's body, then the way to leave must be related to him.

Thinking of this, Qin Feng became calmer and calmer. He focused his attention and his vision was gradually occupied by the dirty face.

"Dad, wake up, I brought you a chicken drumstick, wuu …

The little boy put the chicken leg near the man's mouth!

Suddenly, the seemingly dead man moved his nose and slowly opened his eyes.

He opened his mouth wide and almost bit the boy's hand.

The man gobbled down the chicken leg in big gulps, rolling his eyes in sobs as he did not stop.

It was like a reincarnated hungry ghost.

After he finished the chicken leg in a few big bites, he casually threw the bone to the ground.

When the little boy saw this, he was extremely envious. He secretly picked up the bone and stuck out his tongue to lick the oily liquid. A satisfied expression appeared on his face.

"Wine, give me wine. Little Dou Ding, where's today's wine?"

Suddenly, the man stretched out his hand and spoke in an extremely hoarse voice to the little boy.

"Abba, Uncle Zhou said that business hasn't been good recently. Besides, the firewood is enough, so he won't exchange the wine for me …"

The boy instinctively put the bone behind his back and then said very carefully. He looked very guilty, and then he lowered his head.

It was as if he had done something wrong.

The moment the man heard 'no', his eyes immediately turned red.

"Trash, what use does laozi need you for!"

The man actually kicked the little boy's body and sent him flying. He crashed onto the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

At the same time, Qin Feng's vision also became blurry.

He even felt pain.2

The man got up from the ground. He was so hungry that he had fainted. A chicken leg had brought him back his strength.

But there was no wine. He was like a wild beast, a drug addict, who was restless as he paced back and forth in the house.

"What should we do? Without alcohol, the sky will collapse, it will collapse!"

the man growled.

At this moment, the one meter tall boy agreed and stood up.

He wiped the wound on his arm, but his tears continued to flow. He carefully looked at his father.

"Ah Pa, don't be angry, you don't want me anymore. Ah Ma doesn't want me anymore, I don't want to lose you anymore, Ah Pa, Uncle Zhou said that he will only give me wine unless I can bring back the Heavenly Sun Wood from the Tiger Forest, but our family's firewood knives are not sharp enough!"

"Abba, can you let me use your Skyblade for a while?"

As he said that, the little boy became even more cautious and asked like he was treading on thin ice.

At the same time, his breathing became rapid.

That Skyblade was his father's precious treasure. Every time he got drunk, he would hold it in his hands and mutter to himself.

Just because it was his father's treasure, or perhaps it could be said that it was Skyblade, who was more precious than his son.

He felt that he could definitely cut down the Heavenly Sun Tree.

"Bullshit! Take this daddy's Skyblade and chop up the wood. Who gave you this rotten idea? Ah, tell me!"

The man rushed to the boy like a madman and slapped him a few times consecutively, causing the boy to lie on the ground with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

However, the man still didn't stop, as if he had gone mad.

Use your foot to kick the little boy's body!

He was in intense pain, but not completely heartbroken!

The little boy crawled out and crawled, as if his father had been punching and kicking him ever since he could remember.

It was as if his arrival in this world was unnecessary.

My mother left, gone, as the elders in the village say.

But Father said she was dead!

He would often say that it was because of him that his mother would leave, calling him a bane and a bane.

Every time he saw his other companions taking a nap in his parents' embrace, Dou Ding would drool in envy.

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