Green Mountain

Outside the Taiping Medical Hall on Anxi Street, Yun Yang and Jiao Tu, both dressed in black outfits, squatted side by side in front of Meng Ji, propping up their chins. "He seems to be in pain... Is it like this every time he constructs dreams?"

Yun Yang shook his head. "I don't know, maybe it's because I offered a bigger reward this time, so the dream construction is done with more heart?"

Across from them, they saw Meng Ji's expression was fierce and twisted, his body convulsing from time to time, like a possessed spirit medium in the throes of a ritual dance.

Yun Yang always felt this scene was strangely familiar. He frowned and said, "Why does Meng Ji look like he's been pricked by me? No wonder he charges so much for each dream construction; the cost is indeed significant."

Jiao Tu nodded vigorously in agreement. "Mhm, the money is well spent, he deserves to earn it!"

In the dream, Meng Ji, who had taken the form of Zhou Chengyi, was being pinned down and pricked by the fictitious Jiao Tu and Yun Yang created by Chen Ji, changing spots every three seconds, quickly running out of places to prick.

Chen Ji stood in the distance, deep in thought. He knew this was all a dream, but how had this dream come about?

Yun Yang!

He remembered that just outside Liu Shenyu's house, Yun Yang had inexplicably snipped off a strand of his hair!

Only this bizarre behavior could explain his current perplexing circumstance!

With this in mind, Chen Ji decided to escape the dream.