Chapter 1: The Strange Occurrence on Guard Spirit Night
He didn't continue to pretend to be mysterious, he stood not far in front of me and said solemnly: "I can tell you the reason why I saved you at the cost of my own life, but before that, you have to answer a question for me!"
"Go ahead and ask!" Unexpectedly, this guy was also curious about me. Seeing that I was worth something in his eyes, I suddenly felt relieved.
But Bao'an's expression was not relaxed at all. His eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if recalling some painful fragments.
"That day you said you saw me nailed to the ceiling in your dream, covered in blood. Do you remember what I told you in that dream?"
Did I hear it wrong? Is he actually asking me what happened in my dream?
Who would be interested in what happens in a dream! Everyone knows it's fake!
No, the way he asked me made it feel like that wasn't a lie, could it be that it really happened, and that's why he had such a painful expression when recalling it?
"You didn't say anything, I was so scared by that kind of dream that I almost died, and I still remember what you said!" I replied casually.
He seemed dissatisfied with my answer and said in a low voice with a dark face: "Impossible, I must have told you something!"
But I remember Mingming didn't say anything special either. His tone is as if I intentionally hid something from him.
"Isn't that just a dream? What was said in the dream, how could I remember it so...?" Before I finished speaking, I recalled the dream from that night before meeting Xiaobei, and the Shu'an in the dream did say something.
The other party saw his hesitation and immediately stuck over to ask: "What are you thinking of? What did I tell you?"
I looked up at him, my face turned red, isn't he saying that I should marry him!
"What did I say to make your face so red?" He looked at me with a puzzled expression and asked.
I suddenly felt suffocated and asked irritably: "Surname Shu, are you teasing me? Honestly, can't you also have prophetic dreams? Did you deliberately have a dream to let me see your miserable appearance, and then set a trap for me to marry that spirit marriage with you?"
Now that I think about it carefully, it must be like this.
Shu An must have had some evil motive for wanting to bind a soul, so before this, he kept giving me prophetic dreams hinting at it.
He must have used some kind of sorcery like Soul-Confusing Great Method to confuse me that night, leading me into the mountain cave and successfully killing me.
"Are you sick?!" I asked him like this, and he grumbled in annoyance, as if admitting it.
I put my hands on my hips and shouted: "Then you'd better tell me, why did you appear in my dream? And what reason made you change your mind to save me?"
Although I thought I had found the truth, in my subconscious mind, I felt that things couldn't be so simple.
All I heard was his faint laughter, as if my question was ridiculous. I looked over and he was staring at me with those enchanting eyes, asking: "Didn't your grandmother tell you anything?"
I don't know how he suddenly brought up my grandmother, but my intuition tells me that this guy must know something about me.
"What should my grandmother tell me?"
He sneered and replied: "For example, your origins!"
"What's wrong with my background?" I took a few steps forward, and it was really uncomfortable to be asked about my background by someone who could be considered a stranger.

