Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 76 - 73 The Fifth Method

76: Chapter 73: The Fifth Method

76 -73: The Fifth Method

Yuan Buyu didn’t care about the vinegar anymore, set the bottle on the stove, and ran towards the kitchen door.

“Yuan Tou, what about this pot of food?”

“Just dump it out to feed the pigs, make do with it.”

In no time, Yuan Buyu reached the corner of the outer courtyard, where Zhou Xuan was calculating wages for Little Fuzi.

Because his dream was too terrifying, Little Fuzi felt earning these seventy bucks was too hard and started losing interest in going back into the dream.

Zhou Xuan could only offer him a small incentive—the seventy bucks would still be paid, but for every time he entered the dream, Little Fuzi would get an additional three bucks tip, and after every dream generation, Zhou Xuan would accompany Little Fuzi into the dream.

“I am not being greedy, Young Master, I just want to accompany you, afraid that you might be scared by your own dream.”

Little Fuzi took the three bucks Zhou Xuan gave him and put them in his pants pocket.

“Xuan, did you just really enter the dream made by Little Fuzi?”

Yuan Buyu shouted loudly.

Zhou Xuan heard the voice, turned around, and joked, “Lao Yuan, it’s only because I sensed you coming in advance.

If it were someone else and you suddenly yelled from behind, wouldn’t half their soul be scared away?”

“You entered Little Fuzi’s dream just now?” Yuan Buyu only wanted to figure out this question.

“Yeah.” Zhou Xuan answered nonchalantly, not feeling anything was wrong.

“Entering a dream so casually is something we storytellers can only do with three incense!”

“Master, did you come all this way just to tease me?”

Zhou Xuan didn’t believe Yuan Buyu’s words, as the content was too magical.

He had also lit incense for several days and wasn’t a complete novice; at least he understood that any Tangkou disciple needed one incense to comprehend one technique.

**He hadn’t even finished burning one incense, so how could he comprehend the techniques of three incense?**

“Does my expression look like I’m joking with you?”

“Not at all, when you joke with others, you’re not this serious.”

“During one incense, if you imagine yourself entering the dream in advance, you are in the dream.

If you don’t imagine yourself in advance, you are not in the dream.

But by the time of three incense, even if you haven’t imagined yourself in the dream, you can freely enter and exit after generating a dream.

This is what we call strolling as if in one’s own courtyard!

How did you enter Little Fuzi’s dream?”

Zhou Xuan scratched his head after hearing it and said, “I just heard Little Fuzi crying, so I wanted to see what was so terrifying in his dream out of curiosity, and then I just walked in.”

*”So easily?”*

Yuan Buyu thought for a moment, struck the gavel, and the dream enveloped Zhou Xuan.

Zhou Xuan only felt himself walking barefoot on a blue seaside, with the salty sea breeze brushing his face, feeling the soft sand beneath his feet.

“Pop.”

The second layer of the dream, initiated by Yuan Buyu, began,

the beach around Zhou Xuan turned into a dense forest full of birdsong and floral fragrance, the soil moist with droplets falling on the moss.

“Pop.”

Yuan Buyu initiated the third layer of the dream.

The dense forest turned into a street full of snacks, with vendors selling fried rice, sour plum soup, shouted cakes…

the various aromas intertwined to form a tantalizing scent wafting throughout the street.

“Pop.”

With the gavel’s echo, Yuan Buyu dispelled the dream.

Zhou Xuan returned to the familiar outer courtyard of the Zhou Family’s Troupe.

“Did you perceive the three layers of the dream just now?”

Yuan Buyu asked.

“I felt them.”

“Now you create three of the same layers and generate a dream for me.”

Yuan Buyu closed his eyes,

Zhou Xuan was at the level of one incense, this was undoubtedly correct.

A dream of one incense had many flaws, too easy for someone like Yuan Buyu to find.

Once the flaws were found, the dream shattered.

He closed his eyes only to slow down his speed of finding the flaws.

Zhou Xuan first went through the details of the seaside, sea breeze, sand, and waves in his mind, then imagined the dream and struck the gavel to generate it.

Yuan Buyu, upon hearing the sound of the gavel, immediately smelled the salty sea breeze and heard the sound of the waves.

“Hiss-hiss.” After the wave sound stirred a few times, birdsong, cicada chirps, and the scent of earth were perceived by Yuan Buyu.

His eyebrows furrowed,

“Fried rice cakes, fragrant crispy rice cakes.”

“Fried rice, each grain crispy, makes kids drool…”

The street vendor’s calls made a big ‘川’ character appear on Yuan Buyu’s forehead.

“Pop!”

With the muffled sound of the gavel, the dream Zhou Xuan generated dispersed.

Yuan Buyu suddenly opened his eyes wide, his gaze like a torch fixed on Zhou Xuan.

His throat was dry, unable to speak, and after a long while, he forcefully squeezed out a sentence,

“What you used just now was the storyteller’s technique of four incense, ‘Dreamlike Illusion,’ allowing rapid switching of dream scenes…”

“…” Zhou Xuan.

“Again.”

Yuan Buyu closed his eyes again, guiding Zhou Xuan, “This time, generate a dream, but in the dream, you need to imagine a fox spirit ghost!”

“Okay!”

Zhou Xuan agreed, yet he hadn’t seen many fox spirit ghosts, so he recalled the yellow-skinned creature he saw listening to the story yesterday,

that creature had a narrow, pointed head, an elongated body, with a round belly, its back fur sleek and shiny…

all these details were engraved in his mind,

As the dream materialized, Yuan Buyu immediately caught the unique stench of the yellow-skinned creature, a smell like rancid eggs fermenting for days, the smell of a ferret’s fart.

Following the scent, he felt the fat belly of the yellow-skinned creature, its fur soft, but amongst the fur, there was no mystical demonic aura.

This was the flaw,

The dream shattered on its own.

Yuan Buyu’s gaze at Zhou Xuan changed, shifting to bewilderment, even questioning if the world had changed.

“What you just used was the storyteller’s technique of five incense, called ‘Nightmare Possession’!”

“Huh?!”

Zhou Xuan was shocked himself.

If not for Yuan Buyu saying it, he would have thought Yuan Buyu was pulling his leg.

*At the level of one incense, he could actually use the technique of five incense!*

“Why is that?”

Yuan Buyu raised his face to the sky, seeking an answer from the vast and boundless heavens,

“Ahem, let’s try again…” Still without finding an answer, his heart was extremely conflicted, both excited and puzzled.

He was already beginning to try to accept Zhou Xuan’s recent ‘actions’ but still wanted to continue exploring Zhou Xuan’s limits.

Yuan Buyu closed his eyes again and said, “Xuanzi, this time in the dream, weave a deity…”

“A deity?

I’ve never seen one.”

Zhou Xuan truly hadn’t seen a so-called deity in Jing Country, but he had seen alien ghosts.

However, alien ghosts never showed their true form, neither the “Mother of All Buddhas” nor “Food Heaven,” they all hid within the body of the “leg.”

Randomly making up something without seeing it was definitely not feasible.

“Uh, give me a moment.”

Yuan Buyu went back into the house and came out with a painting.

In the painting was a storyteller, holding a bamboo fan in one hand and a gavel in the other.

His beard was white, his frame thin and crane-like, with the elegance of an immortal, wearing fluttering white robes.

On his forehead, there was a mark of fire.

“Isn’t this our Ancestor Master?” Zhou Xuan had seen this painting when visiting Yuan Buyu’s room.

“He is also the first Day Patrol Deity between heaven and earth, known as the divine bird ‘Bi Fang’ by name; you must memorize his appearance and imagine it in the dream.”

After Yuan Buyu’s careful instructions, Zhou Xuan meticulously committed to memory every detail of Bi Fang’s appearance, right down to the position of the beard on the face.

This was the Ancestor Master, and it deserved careful attention.

After clearly imagining the painting, Zhou Xuan hit the gavel to generate the dream.

A dream enveloped Yuan Buyu, but this time the dream failed,

The moment Bi Fang’s image appeared in the dream, the dream shattered.

Zhou Xuan tried twice more consecutively, and both times failed.

“The technique of six incense is still not ready…

what a pity…” Yuan Buyu sighed.

But soon, he realized: “What pity am I talking about!”

His disciple was merely at the stage of one incense, yet he had already mastered the technique of five incense, something he hadn’t heard of in decades of traveling everywhere.

However,

where did the technique of five incense come from?

He couldn’t figure it out,

maybe there were just too many things about this disciple that were hard to understand.

“Oh, Xuanzi, how long has your heart incense been burning?”

“Counting yesterday’s storytelling session, it’s almost up to six inches.”

“Almost six inches, and you’ve already mastered the technique of five incense…”

Yuan Buyu suddenly had a bold guess: “Perhaps…

perhaps you comprehend one level of technique per inch of incense, and because the incense hasn’t burned enough to six inches, that’s why you haven’t mastered the technique of six incense?!”