Chapter 84 Dream Interpretation
Falling asleep in such an environment is bound to lead to restless sleep.

Feng Ling, who hadn't dreamed for a long time, dreamed of the couple who adopted her a long time ago.

She only lived in that family for three months. Her adoptive father's appearance is vague, but her adoptive mother's face is still fresh in her memory.

She remembered that it was a very wealthy family, with a large and clean house. Her adoptive mother dressed her up like a doll every day and took her shopping, to exhibitions, and to operas.

She basically didn't understand anything, but when she saw her adoptive mother looking towards the stage with tears in her eyes, she would seriously insist on watching to the end.

Sometimes when her adoptive mother was in the mood, she would take her to participate in some activities that were appropriate for her child, such as swimming, horse riding, tennis, chess, or pottery art. However, she would only attend these courses once or twice and then be forgotten about by her adoptive mother.

Of course, kindness is not everything in life.

Whenever she spilled milk, buttoned her clothes incorrectly, or didn't put her toys back in their place, her adoptive mother would fly into a rage, screaming hysterically around the house and smashing everything in sight, including her.

Feng Ling was very smart when she was a child. After having such experiences twice, she almost never made mistakes again. She was well-behaved and cautious. Even if she made a mistake accidentally, she could cover it up before her adoptive mother found out.

Her adoptive mother finally had no reason to be angry with her, and Feng Ling was very proud of herself for several days.

But she soon discovered that the atmosphere at home was becoming more and more tense, and the smile on her adoptive mother's face was becoming less and less. Whenever her adoptive mother looked at her, her eyes were filled with resentment, pain, expectation and confusion.

The adoptive mother began to lose focus and become dazed, sitting alone on the sofa for most of the day.

The suffocating family atmosphere made Feng Ling unbearable.

She finally found an opportunity and deliberately let her sleeves get greasy while eating. As expected, her adoptive mother flew into a rage, venting all her long-accumulated anger at this moment! The entire table of food was overturned, and her roar even alarmed the neighbors——

But Feng Ling showed a relaxed smile on her face, even though her body was cut by broken porcelain pieces and bleeding.

The dream froze on the scars on her hands.

Then Feng Ling woke up.

……

She opened her eyes and found that the fire had gone out at some point. The air in the hall was damp and cold, and the burning lamp oil gave off a faint fragrance of pine and cypress, which seemed to have a calming effect on the mind and soul.

Huangfu Miaomiao was sleeping soundly beside him.

Not far away, Pei Xianjue and her bodyguards were lying in their sleeping bags.

Feng Ling looked at the time on her phone. It was four o'clock in the morning.

In a little while, the sun will come out.

She stretched her arms, fiddled with her hair, tied it into a high ponytail again, then got up and went outside to get some fresh air.

As soon as I walked to the front hall, I saw Li Qing sitting cross-legged by the door, holding the small animal he had hidden in his clothes in one hand, and holding the softened dried meat in the other hand, feeding the small animal little by little.

"Didn't you sleep?" Feng Ling asked him curiously.

"I just woke up a while ago." Li Qing replied.

Feng Ling walked up to him, sat down on the threshold of the Sanqing Temple, and tilted her head to watch him feed the small animals.

"Is that a weasel you have?" she asked.

"No." Li Qing lowered his head and fed the dried meat. "This is a green weasel, also known as a yellow-throated marten. It is a species unique to Sanqing Mountain. It and the weasel both belong to the Mustelidae family, so they look similar."

"Does it have a name?" Feng Ling asked again.

Li Qing paused while feeding the meat, looked up at Feng Ling, then lowered his head and replied calmly: "Yes, its name is 01."

"01?" Feng Ling thought for a moment, "Oh... I remember now, your name on the forum is Qingwei01."

"Yeah." Li Qing said indifferently, "You are called Dousha on the forum."

Feng Ling laughed. She could hear a hint of resentment in Li Qing's tone, but she was not angry, instead she found it funny.

"Master~" Feng Ling moved and sat closer to Li Qing, and asked, "Besides praying, fortune-telling, and finding the way with beads, do you have any other skills?"

Li Qing looked up at her in confusion, "...what?"

"For example, dream interpretation?" Feng Ling tilted her head and stared at his face and asked, "Can you interpret dreams?"

Li Qing frowned slightly, "What did you dream about?"

Feng Ling glanced at the back pavilion to make sure no one was awake, and whispered to Li Qing: "I just dreamed about my ex-mother."

"Before?" Li Qing was stunned, unable to understand the prefix for a moment.

"Yes, the person who adopted me before." Feng Ling explained, "She raised me for more than three months, and then she gave up the adoption, and I returned to the orphanage."

Li Qing was stunned and asked, "Do you often dream about her?"

Feng Ling shook his head. "It's been more than ten years. This is the first time."

Li Qing thought for a moment and said, "It may be related to the card. Your card is the mother nest. You subconsciously want the card to grow, so you look for all the clues that may be linked to the mother nest from yourself, such as your former adoptive mother. I guess similar dreams will appear in the future until you find the answer."

Feng Ling suddenly realized, "So that's what's going on..."

She has indeed been thinking about the cards in the past two days.

I don't understand what the mother nest means. Even if the pollution value is reduced this time, it will rise sooner or later.

Unless she never digests any card again.

"What do you think the hive is?" Li Qing suddenly asked.

Feng Ling thought about it seriously.

In her mind, an extremely fragmented picture appeared:

On one side was her gentle adoptive mother, humming a song while putting a beautiful bow hairpin on her. With a smile in her eyes, she said to her, "You are my good baby."

On the other side was the ferocious foster mother, who grabbed her injured arm with both hands, digging her nails into the flesh, and roared ferociously over and over again: "Why don't you listen! Why don't you listen to your mother?!!"

……Mother?
Mother nest should mean mother, but what should "mother" mean?
This question is too difficult for an orphan.

Feng Ling was still thinking, and Li Qing said, "Follow the thoughts in your mind and think slowly. Don't be impatient. You will find the answer eventually."

Feng Ling smiled and glanced at Li Qing, "Master, are all maze administrators as patient as you?"

Li Qing lowered his eyes and touched the blue weasel in his arms, "...In the future, you will meet other administrators."

The sky in the east began to turn pale and gradually brightened.

The first bird call was heard in the forest, and then the whole mountain seemed to come alive, with all kinds of movements, and even the fog seemed to be much thinner than last night.

"Master, please stay in the safe zone for a while." Feng Ling said with a smile, "Wait here for our good news."

Li Qing looked puzzled, "Don't you need me to lead the way for you?"

"Yes, but there is no other way. I can only overcome it myself." Feng Ling said.

Li Qing couldn't figure out what she was thinking and asked, "Why?"

Feng Ling looked at him with a smile and said, "Because I feel a little reluctant to let go."

Li Qing didn't understand at first. After a while, his face turned slightly red and he didn't utter a word for a long time.

This time I am going to make a small clip. A keychain seems to be good too~ Wow~