The visitor of Langya Order is a guest

On the bank of Wangchuan River, I always rest with you.

In the mud, I am entangled with your hair.

There is no expression of intention, only a trace of soul.

A furnace of consonance is ignited, and a mandala is born from the dry bones.

——"Soul Ferry"

...

My name is Lingxi, and I am the owner of this Dream Weaver Tower.

I am neither a human nor a ghost. I am loose by nature and have been wandering in this world for hundreds of years. Over the past few hundred years, I have guarded this dream-weaving tower and weaved dreams for those who were destined to pass by. Although the number of dead souls I have seen is comparable to that of Po Meng by the Naihe Bridge, it is not a handful.

There is only one thing in this world that can move my heart, and that is dead souls. Of course, that was before meeting Li Wen.

When I open the door for business, everyone who comes is a guest. Although what I do is not an ordinary business, I still need to receive compensation. I am not a god.

Where there are hearts, there are desires. There are many idiots in the world, so my business has always been good. For one soul and one wish, I can weave the illusion you want for you and let you see the person you want to see.

Some people are reluctant to let go, so I ask them to sign a contract, and their souls will belong to me after death; some people are addicted to the illusion and are willing to stay in the illusion, and their souls in the world will be exchanged.

Why do I collect so many dead souls, you ask? What a wonderful thing the soul is! I can also resell it to people who have no soul!

It was an ordinary day when I met Li Wen. What surprised me was that the Dream Weaver Tower did not open its doors to welcome guests that day. He, a mortal, could actually see the dream weaver that I had used to blind him. Dream Tower.

Li Wen stood in front of the building, raising his face as if he was looking at the signboard with the big word "Dream" written on it at the door. It was at that first sight, standing at the railing upstairs, that I suddenly felt the excitement I feel when I meet a rare and pure soul.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door, knocking lightly two or three times before I reacted, wiped the non-existent saliva from my mouth, waved my hand and opened the door for him to come in. As soon as he walked in, I realized that this person was too infatuated and obsessed.

"Girl, please... is this the Dreamweaver Tower where people's wishes can come true?"

He asked with a gift, I nodded, he looked a little hesitant.

"Then... can you please come out and see the master? I'm Li Wen, I have something to ask you."

I nodded again, Li Wen, well, he lives up to his name.

"I am."

Li Wen's eyes flashed with a light that I couldn't understand, a bit like the way I looked at my souls.

"If you have any wishes, just tell me! Dream Weaver House is open to welcome guests, and this is the business..."

"I... I want to meet someone!"

"Who is it?"

I looked him up and down. What kind of person could make him have such a deep obsession?

Li Wen's eyes softened, as if he was stuck in memories. I curiously entered his consciousness to get a clearer picture, regardless of whether he agreed or not.

That is... that woman as delicate and bright as a flower, is she his wife? No, no, it doesn’t look like it, but it must be his beloved!

"The person you want to see is that girl?"

I took a sip of tea and slowly asked him for confirmation. He was a little surprised, but he didn't show it clearly.

"It is said that the owner of the Dream Weaving Tower can weave illusions for people to realize their dreams. He can do anything, and he even asks a girl to make it happen!"

He bowed to me humbly, and I waved my hand and put it down. He stood up and left without caring about the disappointment of the people behind him:

“I won’t accept this business!”

…

Li Wen came to the door again and again, but I blocked the door again. Later, I simply moved the Dream Weaver Building, hoping that he would never find it again.

It’s not that I’m heartless, or that I’m stupid if I don’t do business. It’s just that I can’t do what he wants me to do. The person he wants to see cannot be found in the underworld in this world. soul. What he wants is not the weaving of illusions, but the real soul.

When Li Wen once again found the location of the Dream Weaver Tower, I was annoyed even if he didn't bother me. I opened the door and let him in: "You really like my Dream Weaver Tower so much? Okay, it's easy to come in, think about it again It will be difficult to get out!"

"Li Wen, please let me do it!"

That was all he said.

I don’t know why, but I felt a little blocked in my heart: "Okay, it’s not difficult for me to do it. You can be my slave! Anyway, I have been one person for hundreds of years, and there are just multiple people." Come and stay with me, a lonely old man..."

"Okay!"

Before I could finish my words, I heard his brief and affirmative reply, and I felt an unknown feeling in my heart. The fire seems to be getting stronger.

……

As expected, Li Wen kept his promise and stayed. Three years passed in the blink of an eye. To me, three years is not worth mentioning. It only took a blink of an eye, but For ordinary people, there are only three years in life.

In the past three years, Li Wen rarely spoke. He just silently did what a "slave" should do. I don't know if it was because of his nature or because he had nothing to say to me.

"Tell me the story between you and her!"

After all, I couldn't help but break the deadlock first. At least I should know the ins and outs of the story first. Whether I can help or not will be discussed later. This is not something I can definitely help with just by asking for help.

Three years later, I saw that strange light in Li Wen’s eyes again, the same place, the same person.

The story he told, placed in the world of mortals, is just a cyclical retelling of history. I have seen countless similar versions, and I am still sentimental.

He and she were childhood sweethearts who rode a bamboo horse around the bed to make love with their childhood sweethearts. They had no choice but to live in troubled times, and even ordinary people could not get ordinary happiness.

That year he was captured as a young man. After many twists and turns, he finally sent a letter home asking her to wait for him. A few years later, when the war subsided, he returned to his hometown and went to her wedding date. But they learned that in the year he joined the army, for two hundred taels of silver, she was sent to a wealthy family by her father in a sedan chair to be married. Less than two years later, she died in depression.

He caressed the three-foot-high grass on her grave and shed tears from then on. I once fought against the war in the troubled times for you, but now I have retired without you, leaving only the prosperous and desolate years...

Li Wen was once again trapped in his deep memories, with a look on his face that he had never treated me before. I looked at him blankly and finally made a decision.

"I can help you, but there is one thing I must let you know. Her soul can no longer be found in this world. She may..."

I hesitated and said The second half of the sentence: "She may have lost her soul. I can only do my best. You must be mentally prepared..."

...

"There is nothing in this world that can make me tempted." There are only two things, one is a dead soul, and the other is you!”

“Am I a thing?”

“You are not a thing?”

...

Ever since I agreed to help, Li Wen started to smile on his face, and he would occasionally joke with me, but the jokes were always jokes and could not be taken seriously.

I don’t remember if I’ve ever loved someone, and I don’t remember if I’ve ever been loved by someone, so I don’t know what it feels like to love someone. But I know that I am not in love with Li Wen. Although I may be tempted, it is more like deja vu, a reunion after a long absence.

Three years after another, Li Wen's temples gradually turned white with wisps of frost. I took him to visit every inch of the world, but still found nothing. I couldn't feel the slightest breath of her. If this continues, I'm really afraid that Li Wen won't be able to wait until the day he meets his lover again.

Li Wen comforted me: "It doesn't matter. I can see that you tried your best. Maybe if I die, I can see her again in the underworld..."

The underworld? Although I checked the files in the underworld and found no such person, why did I forget one person - Po Meng? Which dead soul has not passed through her hands? She knows countless people, or has she met them before?

I went to Wangchuan to find Po Meng. She was still making soup day after day by the Naihe Bridge. She listened to my explanation of my purpose and looked me up and down several times with unclear meaning in her eyes:

"That's a dead soul with deep obsessions. Why are you looking for her, Lingxi?"

"Have you always seen her? I'm looking for her... Of course it's for business. You also know that I That Dream Weaver Tower..."

Po Meng waved her hand, indicating that she was actually not interested in my intentions: "She refuses to drink my soup, can't let go of her obsession, can't enter reincarnation, can only do The lonely ghost, I’m afraid...has long since disappeared!”

Originally, I was overjoyed to hear the news about her, but now that I heard what Mrs. Meng said was exactly what I thought, my heart couldn’t help feeling. He grabbed it again.

"Is there any way to save her?" I asked eagerly.

Mrs. Meng looked at me again with unclear meaning: "It's not that there is no way, it's just that it costs a lot of money..."

"What way?"

" Rhinoceros! Use your hard work to water the rhinoceros of July 749!"

I was stunned, use my...hard work?

"With a little bit of intelligence, you can burn a strange fragrance and touch your clothes and belts, and people can communicate with ghosts. You are the daughter of Pluto, and the rhinoceros fragrance watered with your heart blood can make ghosts gather their souls!"

……

I told Li Wen that I wanted to practice in seclusion. When I come out, my skills will increase greatly, and I will definitely be able to let him meet his sweetheart.

Seventy-nine days later, I appeared in front of Li Wen with a smile on my face. When the bright red rhinoceros horn is lit, a strange fragrance curls up.

Li Wen looked at me in surprise. In the void in front of him, a figure was slowly taking shape. It was the person he had longed for. It seemed like they were so far apart for centuries, and they looked at each other so longingly.

Feeling a pain in my heart, I endured the pain and squeezed the secrets. I muttered words and began to weave an illusion of a peaceful and prosperous age for them, using up all the strength I had left.

I watched them hugging each other and standing in the center of the illusion. The girl was really beautiful and matched him perfectly.

Before I ran out of strength, I clearly saw Li Wen say to me: "Lingxi, thank you!"

Lingxi, this is the first time you have called me As for the name, it’s the last time.

It’s okay to seal the entrance to the fantasy world. They have missed a lifetime and searched for a lifetime. Let them have a peaceful and prosperous life, even if it is a weaved happiness?

Li Wen, suddenly I felt that I was at a huge loss on this deal...

...

Many years later, I am still me, and Dreamweaver Tower is still Dreamweaver. Lou, I am still the owner of Dreamweaver Tower. The difference is that I have taken on a little apprentice. Well, it feels good to have someone to accompany me!

"Master, why do we come to visit these two barren tombs every year?"

"Because... here lies Master's first loss-making business!"

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...

"Apprentice!"

"Here!"

"Do you remember what the motto of our Dream Weaver Building is? ”

“Master, I remember this, our building motto is - visitors are guests!”

“Be good, go pick up the guests!”

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Text/There are trees every year

2017.10.04

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The visitor from Langya Order is a guest

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