Chapter 2: Dreams of the Past Life

Hmph, selfish brat, I won't fall for your tricks! The girl pouted as she playfully punched the boy's chest, yet her face was adorned with a sweet and happy smile

Wu Can recalled a fragment. At the ominous gates of the underworld, the Black and White Impermanence dragged him along with heavy soul-locking chains. He stopped every few steps, continuously shouting: "I cannot die, you have the wrong person, I still want to marry Shiman, let me return to the realm of the living"

Oh? How could he have such a dream? This is the true scene of the Ghost Gate. If it were not a real memory, it would never be constructed so vividly in a dream. I wondered why his three souls and six spirits were so powerful; it turns out they were not washed away by Meng Po's soup! Hahaha, this is the genius body of a dream cultivator! The Nightmare Demon Lord forgot the earlier danger and the frustration of being unable to seize the body, laughing wildly in Wu Can's dream. With his knowledge, he actually failed to notice Wu Can's celestial spirit imprint. Hahahaha, this is the genius body of a dream cultivator!

The boy's eyes were very dark and bright, as deep as the stars in the sky. His expression became serious: "I, Zhao Yuan, vow to dedicate my entire life..." He paused for a moment, noticing that the girl also became serious, then suddenly smiled mischievously and said: "...to deceive Lu Shiman, to trick her into the wedding hall, to deceive her until we are both gray-haired, to deceive her until the end of time, so that she will always be by my side."

The Holy Mother of Golden Lotus was unaware of the curse from the Dream Demon; she merely observed Wu Can with curiosity. The cold celestial and the *illustrated* visage unexpectedly revealed a strange smile: "Oh? A reincarnated person who hasn't drunk the Meng Po soup... No, no, he is still a reincarnated person whose ten lifetimes of fate were maliciously interrupted. No, no, no... I actually cannot see through this little boy, what on earth is going on? He possesses a powerful... celestial spirit imprint, a spiritual essence? Could it be that he is the reincarnation of some ancient celestial being?"... I actually cannot see through this little boy, what on earth is going on? He possesses a powerful... celestial spirit imprint, a spiritual essence? Could it be that he is the reincarnation of some ancient celestial being?

"It's so noisy!" Hei Wuchang is a woman. She raised her bone whip and struck the clamorous new ghost twice, impatiently shouting, "The Book of Life and Death won't be written incorrectly, so just wait for your reincarnation in peace!"

The Holy Mother of Golden Lotus was originally a master from the ancient immortal realm, and she did not regard ordinary ancient immortals with much interest. Even if the young boy below was a reincarnation of an ancient immortal, she would not pay much attention to him. She came to this planet solely to hunt down the Nightmarish Demon Lord. Therefore, after a moment of shock, she quickly regained her composure and thought to herself: "Interesting, regardless of which ancient immortal he is reincarnated from, if it weren't for the fact that my sect does not accept male disciples, I would definitely take him back to the ancient immortal realm. He is a powerful anomaly with strong mental energy; with a little cultivation, he could surely become a dazzling new star in the ancient immortal realm! However, my spiritual projection does not have enough energy to bring him into the ancient immortal realm. Alas, what a pity!"

Great and omnipotent Demon Lord, please bless the pitiful Nightmare Clan, for the genius Demon Lord of the Nightmare Clan is on the verge of death! Damn the Golden Lotus, the Holy Mother of hetushu.com. I have already disassembled my last primordial spirit into fragments of the soul, and I can no longer seize a human body. What more do you want? I, the Demon Lord of Nightmares, vow that if I can restore my power in the future, I will surely violate and ravage you in dreams... No, I swear, I will also violate you in reality.

"Who are you?" The scene in the dream suddenly changed, transforming into Wu Can's bedroom. He huddled in the corner with the bedding, gazing in terror at the red-eyed, horned demon.

"Ah? My name is Wu Can, you haven't forgotten, have you?" The beautiful young man, resembling Zhao Yuan, exclaimed in surprise, his face displaying a look of confusion.

A heartfelt song began to play softly, and the startled little boy gradually calmed down as the dreamscape shifted once more. Wu Can sat on the lush green grass, comfortably basking in the sun, when a girl in a white long dress with flowing hair approached him, her rosy, soft lips adorned with a sweet smile: "Hi, can we chat?"

The delicate new ghost lifted a porcelain bowl the size of a fist, suddenly calmed down, and let out a heavy grunt: "I drink!" After saying this, he tilted his head and poured the medicinal soup into his mouth, then turned to wipe his mouth with his sleeve and strode across the bridge. The hearts of the Black and White Impermanence finally relaxed, knowing that this task was finally completed. However, they were unaware that the new ghost merely held the medicine in his mouth and did not swallow it, and while wiping his mouth with his sleeve, he spat out most of the Meng Po soup, only drinking a few drops.

The Holy Mother of Golden Lotus could not find the Nightmare Demon Lord here, nor did she wish to waste any time. After speaking, she turned and left, and the dazzling colors in the sky instantly vanished without a trace

The girl in the white long dress has long, straight hair that cascades down to her waist, glossy and black like a waterfall. She has a classical oval face, with fair and delicate skin, resembling a fairy that has stepped out of a traditional Chinese painting. Her lips are rosy and full, always carrying a gentle smile towards the boy. The girl seems to have developed immunity to his smooth talk, and lightly retorts, "Pah! You want to get married just after starting your freshman year, how ambitious! And also, the Milky Way has not a drop of water, you can keep deceiving me! One day, if you manage to trick me into flying away, then you can be proud!"

Oh, how frightening! The little boy let out a sigh, wiping the sweat from his forehead

The White Impermanence found the new ghost to be moving slowly, so he lifted him up and swiftly floated towards the Bridge of Forgetfulness. At the bridge, Meng Po stood guard, where the soup of forgetfulness awaited. This soup not only erases the memories of past lives but also eliminates previous thoughts and grievances, effectively resetting the information carried by the soul.

"How annoying, don't be so clumsy. You call me Shiman, so what should I call you?" The girl shyly smiled and turned her head, pulling her hand away from the boy's grasp, her face subtly shifting to a mix of disgust and helplessness.

At this moment, Wu Can was in a dazed and peculiar state, his entire body aching as if pricked by needles, yet his mind was unusually clear, replaying familiar scenes in fragments in his head

The screen flickered rapidly, and Wu Can could no longer remember clearly; he only felt that the girl was the closest and dearest person to him, and that boy was himself... But why was he called Zhao Yuan? Who was Zhao Yuan? Who am I? "Ah!" Wu Can, still in a stupor, clutched his head and jumped straight up from the ground, only to fall again. His unconscious body rolled down the slope, tumbling all the way to the edge of a small grove. Despite the numerous thorns and sharp stones on the slope, the boy's body was not harmed in the slightest, not even a bruise left behind.

Ah! Damn it, my strength has actually regressed to... The body of the Nightmare Demon Lord was blown away by the shotgun blast, and the angry curses abruptly ceased

Only the Holy Mother of Golden Lotus is unaware that a deity-level figure is hiding in a nearby spatial anomaly, protecting Wu Can. If it were not for this, the demonic aura emanating from the Nightmare Demon Lord would have long exposed his whereabouts, making it impossible for him to escape the Holy Mother's pursuit. This deity has a mysterious and peculiar relationship with Wu Can, which is precisely why Wu Can is destined for a colorful and legendary life ahead. (For details, see "The Scripture of the Mysterious Woman")

I cough cough... The Nightmare Demon Lord realized that he had become too complacent, disrupting the boy's dreams, which would provoke hostility towards him and the books. Upon this realization, he coughed twice and said, "... Yes, I am the legendary Nightmare Demon Lord, a powerful king in the Demon Realm, exceptionally skilled, and even ordinary ancient immortals are no match for me"

"You, are you the devil?" Upon hearing the name of the devil, the boy was taken aback, his curled-up body suddenly sprang up. In his hand, a heavy shotgun, typically seen in animated cartoons, appeared out of thin air. With a whoosh, a bullet as thick as an arm shot towards the Nightmare Demon Lord, trailing a fiery tail.

"Shiman, I was just thinking of you. Come, let’s chat in your brother's embrace!" Wu Can suddenly transformed from the appearance of a small boy into that of a handsome young man, resembling Zhao Yuan. His slender little arms abruptly turned into the strong arms of a man, grasping Lu Shiman's hand.

Shiman, let us get married right after graduation. I swear, my love for you will never change, flowing endlessly like the waters of the Milky Way!" A handsome and refined boy smiled charmingly as he held the girl's delicate hand, teasing her in a playful tone.

The demon with red eyes is called the Nightmare Demon Lord. He is a master among masters in manipulating dreams and is extremely familiar with the characteristics of the human soul. He thought he would be safe after deeply infiltrating Wu Can's body, but unexpectedly, just after he had initially transformed Wu Can's body, he was locked in by pure celestial energy. His only fragmented primordial spirit was so frightened that it dared not move recklessly anymore, disintegrating in the crevice of the boy's three souls and six spirits, in an attempt to escape the gaze of the Golden Lotus Holy Mother.