Lin Chuan nearly toppled headfirst onto the ground. He felt as though he had a mouthful of old blood lodged in his chest, desperate to spit it out but with nowhere to do so.
Everyone else wore expressions as if they had eaten shit, having no idea what words could possibly describe Shi Jin's dream.
They had originally thought the dream might help them explore the temple before them, but this was the first time they had ever seen such an absurd dream.
"It's true! Don't tell me you don't believe me!" Shi Jin immediately protested when he saw everyone's disbelief.
"A Mahayana-stage skeleton riding a horse to chase you? Why didn't he just fly into the sky?" Northern Dipper Meng Jingxian said speechlessly.
He had originally been Akatsuki's mascot, but ever since Shi Jin arrived, Meng Jingxian felt that his position seemed to have been threatened.
"In the dream, I remember all of us knew a technique called Spiritual Energy Horse Transformation. Then we each used it, and I rode a horse to flee for my life while that Mahayana-stage skeleton rode a horse after me. But his horse wasn't as fast as mine..."
Shi Jin explained to everyone as he recalled the dream. The way he spouted nonsense with such a solemn expression actually made him seem rather adorable.
"Then why did you wake up in fright?" Southern Dipper asked, the corner of his mouth twitching. "Don't tell me you fell into a pit..."
"Uh..." Shi Jin awkwardly rubbed his nose, and the greenish tint on his face became even more vivid. "I'm not very good at riding horses. I fell off, and then he caught up to me..."
"..."
Spiritual Energy Horse Transformation—truly terrifying!
In the entire group, Xiao Heng was probably the only one seriously listening