Ten Thousand Soul Banner: Deceased, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?-Chapter 1085 - 1081: The Light in the Dream

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Chapter 1085: Chapter 1081: The Light in the Dream

"Wow~"

As soon as Dou Dou entered Tang Tang’s dream, she tumbled to the ground and rolled around a few times.

She saw before her a plush green meadow adorned with colorful wildflowers.

The indigo night sky was filled with stars within arm’s reach, the Milky Way stretched across it, and the distant rolling mountains were fuzzy, like a flock of sheep grazing on the grassland.

Even more peculiar were the countless colorful bubbles floating leisurely around, some as large as balls, others as small as pearls. Inside the transparent bubbles were specks of starlight, and some even reflected miniature flowers and green grass, drifting about.

The motion of Dou Dou falling shattered countless bubbles, but as her body pressed heavily against the meadow, countless more bubbles were squeezed out, floating upwards into the air.

"Where’s Tang Tang?" Xiao Yue looked around but didn’t see any sign of Tang Tang.

"Right." 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Dou Dou sat up from the ground and looked around.

"Han~"

"I think I heard her voice."

Dou Dou immediately perked up her little bottom and pressed her ear to the ground.

"What are you doing?"

"I’m listening to see where she is," Dou Dou said earnestly.

"Where did you learn that?"

"On TV."

"Oh, I heard her, she’s over there," Dou Dou excitedly pointed in a direction.

"Not only did I hear her, but I also see her," Xiao Yue said with exasperation.

"Oh?"

Dou Dou dumbfoundedly lifted her head, then saw Tang Tang running toward them wearing nothing.

"Han~"

As she ran, countless bubbles followed her, colorful like a long ribbon.

"Tang Tang," Dou Dou waved excitedly.

Tang Tang heard her voice, paused slightly, then ran over to them.

"Naughty Dou Dou," Tang Tang spread her arms and lunged towards Dou Dou.

It was initially quite a distance, but as Tang Tang lunged forward, the distance seemed to suddenly shorten, causing Dou Dou to be knocked directly to the ground.

"Are you a little monkey without fur? Not wearing clothes? Shame on you?"

Pressed beneath, Dou Dou reached out and pinched Tang Tang’s chubby little belly.

"Clothes?"

Tang Tang seemed to have just remembered the matter of clothing.

Instantly, a little yellow duck pajama appeared on her.

Xiao Yue walked over and lifted her off Dou Dou.

"Hug,"

Seeing it was Sister Xiao Yue, she immediately reached out for a hug.

"You’re already such a big kid and still want someone to carry you?"

Dou Dou rolled over to sit up, saw Tang Tang facing away from her, and immediately reached out trying to sneak a few pats on her bottom.

But just at that moment, Tang Tang’s bottom seemed like a hedgehog’s, suddenly sprouting many spikes.

"Han~"

Tang Tang looked back proudly at Dou Dou, as if to say, "Can’t hit me, huh?"

Dou Dou quickly withdrew her little hand, a face full of lingering fear.

She then seemed to think of something, stretched her arm forward and it transformed into a snake, opening its mouth wide to bite Tang Tang.

However, this snake was somewhat comical, round all over, with its head, body, and big watery eyes, looking more cute than scary.

Tang Tang was not surprised, broke free from Xiao Yue’s hand, extended her hand forward, and it turned into a small hammer, directly knocking on the little snake’s head.

Thus the two little ones kept transforming into a snake, a tiger, a wolf, like Sun Wukong’s 72 Transformations, changing at will.

Xiao Yue, watching from the side, didn’t find it strange, because in a dream, one can change at will, whatever the heart desires can manifest.

Thus, Xiao Yue saw Tang Tang transform into a big shark, swallowing Dou Dou in one gulp.

Then Dou Dou transformed into a little fish, swimming out of her mouth.

Xiao Yue ignored the frolicking little ones, turning her gaze around, towards the distant fuzzy, soft peaks. With a thought, she flickered in place, instantly moving toward the mountains.

Do dreams have boundaries?​

The answer is yes.

Every dream is like a soap bubble suspended in consciousness, crystal clear, but with an insurmountable boundary.​​

Xiao Yue flashed, arriving at the end of the fuzzy mountains, here was the boundary of Tang Tang’s dream.

A transparent crystal wall stood before her, like an invisible barrier separating the dream from the outside world.​​

Peering through the crystal wall, there were no stars, no flowers or grass, only endless darkness, that was the ocean of Tang Tang’s sleeping consciousness, so deep it was unsettling.

She knew that rashly passing through the crystal wall was extremely dangerous, not only could it cause the dream to burst like a bubble, forcing Tang Tang to awaken in reality, but she could also get lost in the vast ocean of consciousness, never finding her way back.​​

But in this darkness, there was a dazzling light, this was a very peculiar thing.

Xiao Yue’s curiosity surged, but she ultimately restrained her impulse, thinking to discuss it with brother tomorrow.​​

Just when she turned to leave, the mountain beneath her feet suddenly heaved, the surrounding scenery changing rapidly like a tide.​​

The fuzzy peaks faded away, transforming into a lonely island, the crystal wall from before also vanished, leaving only a boundless blue ocean, with waves softly lapping at the beach.​​

More absurdly, on the distant sea surface, a flowered rooster was flapping its wings, crazily racing around, its neck stretched long, looking panicked and confused.​​

Behind it, a mongrel was pursuing relentlessly, its four legs paddling fast like it had propellers, carving a long white trail in the water, barking loudly, making quite a tumult.​​

Xiao Yue stood by the sea, watching this bizarre scene, feeling quite speechless.​​

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Early the next morning, the first ray of sunlight spilled onto the balcony, coating the wooden floor with a layer of warm gold.​​

Shen Siyuan sat on a wicker chair, holding a cup of warm tea in his fingers, quietly listening to the little tale from the dream Xiao Yue was recounting from the night before.

Dou Dou squatted beside his feet, her little hand clutching the edge of the chair, also listening intently, nodding from time to time, pretending to understand thoroughly.

When she finished speaking, she directly asked the question Dou Dou had last night.

She spoke with a touch of puzzlement, "Brother, why are we encountering more bad ghosts lately?"​​

Hearing this, Shen Siyuan’s lips curled into a faint smile as he patiently explained, "It’s not that there are more bad ghosts, but since the Netherworld restarted, its rules have changed, from self-governance to divine governance."​​

Whether this change was good or bad, Shen Siyuan himself was unsure.

Xiao Yue furrowed her brow, nodding thoughtfully, clearly understanding what Shen Siyuan meant.

Meanwhile, Dou Dou blinked her big eyes, her pupils swirling with circles, completely clueless about what "self-governance" and "divine governance" meant, only knowing to nod along, pretending she understood.​​

"But the Netherworld doesn’t punish the bad guys," Xiao Yue said.

With the Qiongzhou Netherworld restarting, a lot of dead souls surged in, naturally, some were good, some were bad, yet there was no punishment for the bad ones.

Shen Siyuan sipped his tea lightly and sighed, a hint of melancholy in his voice, "That’s because the current Netherworld is not complete."​​

"Oh? Is it because Hell is still missing?"

Xiao Yue’s eyes lit up, instantly associating with the core structure of the mythological Netherworld.​​

"I’m not sure what exactly,"

Shen Siyuan shook his head, his fingers lightly tapping against the cup, "But I imagine there should definitely be a place for judging the wicked in the Netherworld, this is the foundation of Order."​​

These mysteries could only be unraveled once he completely controlled the entire Netherworld.​​

Xiao Yue heard this without pursuing further questions and brought up the second matter.​​

It was about the light in Tang Tang’s ocean of consciousness.​​