Senior White in the Nightmare

Then, the scene in the dream was still a wedding.

However, it was changed to a traditional Chinese wedding.

Just like in the movies, he was the groom, holding a large red rope tied with flowers.

On the other side of the red rope is the bride, whose head is covered with a red veil.

At the call of the wedding officiant, the couple began to bow to heaven and earth, then to their parents, and finally to each other.

Then, the groom stepped forward and lifted the bride's red veil.

As he lifted the red veil, Song Shuhang's other fist was already clenched into a fist—if the face under the red veil was still that of True Lord White Crane, he would immediately throw this punch without the slightest hesitation!

The red veil was lifted, and this time, it wasn't True Lord White Crane. Underneath the veil was a delicate face, long black hair, a small nose, and that signature smile—it was Soft Feather.

Song Shuhang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it wasn't a bald man or the True Lord White Crane, that was fine.

Although the bride in his dream was Soft Feather, it made him feel a little strange.

His relationship with Soft Feather didn't reach that level. In fact, Soft Feather always regarded him only as a 'Senior Song'.

However, as long as it's not the True Lord White Crane, it's not a nightmare.

Just as Song Shuhang was thinking this, Soft Feather spoke up.

I was so impressed I almost fell over!

The voice that came from Soft Feather was not her sweet voice, but that of a middle-aged man. "Hahaha, young friend Song, you want to marry my daughter? You're dreaming!"

As she spoke, Soft Feather's appearance changed, transforming into an incredibly handsome middle-aged man. "My 'new Shapeshifting Brooch's is quite effective, isn't it? Even the fellow Daoists of the 'Nine Provinces Number One Group' couldn't discern anything special about it!"

Looking at that incredibly handsome face, Song Shuhang didn't hesitate to throw his iron fist and smash it towards that handsome face!

It was still a nightmare, and even more terrifying than the dream of 'True Lord White Crane'!

After that punch, his nightmare shattered once again...

Then, just like last time, the dream scene changed again.

This time, it was transformed into an ordinary modern room.

Song Shuhang sat quietly on the edge of the bed.

Having learned from the previous two experiences, Song Shuhang quickly examined the surrounding objects, as well as the clothes on his body.

There was nothing unusual about the room this time, and his clothes were very ordinary.

Song Shuhang breathed a sigh of relief—at least it wasn't a damn wedding anymore, and there was no damn bride.

Just as I was pondering this, the door to the room was suddenly pushed open.

Then, a Pekingese, standing upright and dressed in a suit with a serious expression, pushed open the door and entered.

Then the Pekingese smiled and said, "Darling, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. A moment of bliss on our wedding night is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Tonight is our wedding day, so don't look so serious. Cheer up and give me a smile, or I'll give you one?"

You son of a bitch, Doudou, prepare to die!

Without hesitation, Song Shuhang swung his righteous fist, slamming it into the face of the Pekingese...

The dream shattered once again.

Then, the scene changes again.

This time, Song Shuhang found himself in a primitive society. He was wearing animal skins and using a stone axe to whittle wood.

This is the fourth dream already... The previous three dreams were all related to 'weddings' or 'honeymoons'. Song Shuhang always felt that something was off. Could this fourth dream also be related to 'weddings'?

Even if he was unconscious and having nightmares, it's impossible for him to have three consecutive dreams about a wedding, especially such a tragic one!

Even if it's a nightmare, it's way too terrible!

Song Shuhang suspected that something was influencing his dreams.

Or perhaps, some senior colleague was joking with him?

This time, I even dreamt I became a caveman, so it probably has nothing to do with 'marriage', right? People who are originally married don't have weddings, do they?

As he was pondering this, Song Shuhang suddenly saw a figure approaching in the distance.

She was petite with shoulder-length short hair, and even though she was dressed in the same primitive animal skin clothing, her face was still pretty.

It's Su Clan’s Sixteen!

At this moment, Su Clan’s Sixteen was holding a huge, terrifying-looking stick. Her eyes were fixed intently on Song Shuhang, filled with aggression!

Song Shuhang had a very bad feeling.

If primitive people also had weddings— Song Shuhang was reminded of a funny cartoon.

If the primitive people there fancied someone, they would simply knock them unconscious with a stick and drag them into their cave. To them, this was a 'wedding'.

Su Clan’s Sixteen, standing in the distance, had a look of eager anticipation on his face.

The way she looked at Song Shuhang was as if she were looking at prey. And thinking about the big stick in her hand, was she planning to knock me unconscious with one blow?

Song Shuhang: "..."

What a ridiculous dream!

Flip the table! I'm done playing this! This damn dream, which bored senior from the 'Nine Provinces Number One Group' is playing a joke on me?

That's enough of a joke!

If this continues, even the nicest person will get angry!

"Wake up! No matter which senior is playing a prank, I won't be too angry if you let me out now. But if you keep playing around, I'll get angry too!" Song Shuhang shouted.

Just as Song Shuhang cried out, he suddenly felt a sharp pain at the back of his head, followed by a wave of intense dizziness.

Song Shuhang stiffly turned his head and saw Su Clan’s Seven, who was also dressed in animal skins, standing behind him with a cold expression.

He was holding a bloodstained wooden stick in his hand; there was no doubt that the blood on it belonged to Song Shuhang.

Then, Su Clan’s Seven waved happily to Su Clan’s Sixteen in the distance.

Song Shuhang: "..."

Damn it, this really is a 'savage wedding'!

I'm not playing anymore, I really am not playing anymore!

What a lousy dream! Wake up!

Is it really that interesting to keep playing with the same tired trope of marriage in different ways? Can't we come up with something new?

Stop making that 'marriage joke' thing, let's still be good friends!

The thought had barely crossed Song Shuhang's mind.

Suddenly, the scene around them changed, and Su Clan’s Seven and Su Clan’s Sixteen disappeared.

The trees in the primeval forest twisted and turned into humanoid puppets and monsters, attacking Song Shuhang.

Not only the trees, but also the surrounding stones and soil coalesced and transformed into puppets, charging towards Song Shuhang.

"Damn it!" Song Shuhang desperately began to flee for his life.

[Hehehe, you can't escape, you're mine, you belong to me!] A strange voice rang out, a voice that combined the voices of countless men, women, young and old.

Your blood!

[Your flesh!]

[Your bones!]

Your hair!

Everything you have is mine!

"What the hell is that!" Song Shuhang frowned, but his feet continued to run quickly. He had a feeling that if he were caught by these puppet monsters, things would be bad.

But the next moment, the whole world began to surge, and the whole world was filled with puppets.

Air, stone, wood, soil, flame, lightning, and water all combined to form countless puppets, which surrounded Song Shuhang. They stretched out their hands and greedily pounced on him.

Song Shuhang was furious. "What kind of damn dream is this?"

If the entire dream is controlled by someone else, what's the point of him playing around?

There's nowhere left to hide.

Song Shuhang felt uneasy, wondering what would happen after these puppets captured him.

Just as countless puppets were about to capture Song Shuhang, a jet-black flying sword suddenly shot out, tearing through the void and piercing right in front of Song Shuhang!

Immediately afterwards, countless rays of darkness were released from this jet-black flying sword.

It was pure darkness, devouring everything.

In the blink of an eye, all the puppets in the dream were completely swallowed up by the darkness released by the flying sword, and the dream turned into a pure black space, with only Song Shuhang floating in it.

What's going on now?

Song Shuhang reached out and tried to touch the black sword.

But the black sword seemed to possess a spirit, deftly dodging his hand.

Then, the black sword began to change shape.

Two breaths later, a handsome figure appeared in front of Song Shuhang.

His long, jet-black hair flew in the wind, and his eyes shone like the silver moon. He possessed a charm that defied description, a charm that even the darkest space could not conceal.

"Senior White!" Song Shuhang exclaimed in surprise.

The figure before them was none other than Venerable White.

"Hmm." Venerable White smiled slightly at Song Shuhang, his gentle smile immediately putting Song Shuhang at ease.

"Senior White, have you completed your seclusion?" Song Shuhang asked.

"Hmm." Venerable White nodded with a smile.

"Senior White, what was that nightmare I just had?" Song Shuhang asked again—deep down, he remained Vigilance.

He is still in a dream.

Although the 'Venerable White' before him seemed to have come to his rescue and helped him break free from the nightmare, who could guarantee that the Venerable White before him wasn't also part of the 'nightmare'? This wasn't about guarding against the Venerable White, but rather against the very being that had plunged him into the nightmare.

"Your nightmares are a kind of the Ancient Ink Sect spell related to puppets, a kind of curse, a very troublesome spell. When did you fall victim to such a spell?" Venerable White explained.

Song Shuhang frowned. When did he fall victim to such a spell?

Spells related to the Ancient Ink Sect puppets—wait, could it be that!

At Yu Jiaojiao's villa, the elder Xian Gong laid a trap to lure the evil spirits to his door so that he could capture the Dragon Demon.

However, instead of the Dragon Demon coming, it attracted a group of Sea Urchin Warrior.

One of the Sea Urchin Warrior was actually a puppet in disguise.

Before it died, the puppet pointed at Song Shuhang from afar, but did not emit any magical fluctuations.

Was it then that the puppet secretly used tricks on me?

What is the other party's purpose?

Just as Song Shuhang was about to chat with Senior White for a bit longer, Venerable White suddenly said, "Alright, that's enough. It's time for you to wake up."

Song Shuhang: "?"

But then, the Venerable White smiled and pointed at him, and the entire dark world collapsed.

Subsequently, Song Shuhang escaped from that recurring Dream World.