Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 216
The mist surged, and the world was nothingness.

Zhao Wujiang looked around, seeing a thick fog and whiteness.

"Little Ah Zhao, little Ah Zhao?" The shout came from the surrounding fog, it seemed hurried and weak.

This voice was so familiar, Zhao Wujiang had heard it in the memory of the great master Wen Yong, and he knew that the little Ah Zhao who called this voice should be himself.

Zhao Wujiang kept running along the sound, trying to clear the thick fog. It seemed that there was something deliberately blocking the world. He couldn't see the slightest thing clearly. He could only feel that the sound was getting weaker and weaker. The owner of the sound seemed to be very angry. Fair gossamer.

His breathing became more and more rapid, and the anxiety in his heart began to surge. He didn't know who the voice was, but after feeling that the owner of the voice was extremely weak, he felt a different kind of palpitation in his heart.

Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, getting finer and finer.

Finally, he cleared the fog, and when the fog dispersed, it was a muddy alley.

White walls and black tiles, on the muddy floor of the alley, lay a young girl with thin, patched clothes, a slender figure, and a medicine basket as tall as a person on her back.

Her pale and feeble hands were stretched forward, and a weak voice came out of her mouth.

For some reason, Zhao Wujiang's heart was suddenly pulled together, as if an invisible big hand was holding his heart tightly.

Step by step, he walked towards the girl who was as vigorous as silk. He wanted to run, but his feet became sore and weak at this moment.

The girl could no longer hear her breathing, Zhao Wujiang walked to her side, trembling and squatting down, the weak voice gradually became clear, it was the girl's last whisper:

"Little Zhao"

"Boom!" Zhao Wujiang's mind was shocked, as if he was struck by thunder, his whole body was covered with tearing sensation for an instant, causing him to bend down slightly in pain.

The surrounding fog surged, and chaotic voices continued to hit, like the whispers of sentient beings.

"Oh, do you know, Mr. Zhang's house last night. Tsk tsk tsk."

"As long as Xiaosheng goes to high school this time, then Xiuniang can marry me."

"Hey, boy Hei, what are you in a daze for?"

"Ah Hua is dead."

"Does Master Zhao often make girls happy?"

"I used to coax my sister to be happy."

"Little Ah Zhao, what are you looking at?"

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Zhao Wujiang's mind was buzzing, unknowingly, tears ran across his cheeks, and the memory fragments in his mind became clear in an instant, and he murmured sadly: "Sister."

He wanted to touch the girl who fell to the ground, but his hands seemed to be passing through the phantom, and he couldn't touch it.

At the same time, a mechanical voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

【Ding!Congratulations to the host for obtaining memory fragments

Remarks: That winter, she went to collect herbs for the pharmacy. On the way back, she died outside the courtyard just across the wall from you. 】

【Ding!Congratulations to the host for perfecting his memory and getting a reward of 200 luck points]

【Ding!Congratulations to the host for reaching 9000 luck points]

【Ding!Congratulations to the host for obtaining the luck skill: dream building
Remarks: In the body of a dream, fall into reality, with a glance of thousands of years, a thought of thousands of miles

Remarks: I love killing people in my dreams! 】

Sad in Zhao Wujiang's heart, he shook his head, the surrounding fog surged and returned to nothingness.

He took a long breath and gradually calmed down. He felt that it was necessary for him to go back to Jiannan Road.

Build a dream?What does it mean to fall into reality in a dream body?With one glance and one thought thousands of miles away, could it be that my mind drifts thousands of miles away in just one thought?
Zhao Wujiang tried it, and his mind moved.

The next moment, the fog under his feet dissipated, his figure was unstable, and his figure suddenly fell.

Beside his ears was the howling wind, and Zhao Wujiang kept falling.

After an unknown period of time, his figure passed through the palace and fell on the bluestone slab.

It was dark all around, only the luminous pearl was shining brightly.

He stepped on the sapphire slab without making the slightest sound.

where is this place?Zhao Wujiang held his breath and concentrated, opened the fire pocket that he carried with him, the fire pocket ignited, and the light shone a yellow halo all around.

As the light moved around, Zhao Wujiang roughly saw the surrounding scenes, and couldn't help but gasp.

He is now in the mausoleum, in front of him is a gold and jade coffin that is two or three people wide and one person long.

Zhao Wujiang's heart jumped wildly, is this the reality he fell into?Where is he now?
He quietly activated the skill If you give me three days of light, he looked towards the coffin.

Through the gold and jade coffin, he saw the corpse lying quietly inside the coffin.

The man is dressed in bright yellow clothes, his brows are peaceful but with a majesty that cannot be dispelled, and the woman is dressed in a simple and elegant palace skirt, quiet and kind.

He has seen both of them, in Wen Yong's memory.

Tang Taizong Li Shimin and Empress Changsun.

This is Zhaoling!
Zhao Wujiang gently caressed the gold and jade coffin, warming his hands, he couldn't figure out why the corpses of Li Shimin and Empress Changsun hadn't rotted.

By the way, Duke Wei!He moved Huo Zhe and began to search in the palace.

He passed through the mausoleum and came to the east chamber. There are stone beds in the east chamber, and there are boxes in the stone boxes, which look like iron but not iron, gold and not gold.

Zhao Wujiang opened one box after another, all of which were rare ancient books, calligraphy and paintings.

He didn't take it away, but put it away, turned around and walked towards the West Wing.

There are also stone beds in the west chamber, on which are placed stone boxes, and inside the stone boxes are boxes.

Zhao Wujiang opened them one by one, and finally, in the fifth box in the west chamber, he saw what he wanted.

In the gold iron box, a palm-sized bronze tripod lay quietly, with intricate patterns engraved on it.

Zhao Wujiang recognized it at a glance, it was the bronze town country tripod.

Bronze town country tripods are of different sizes, and all of them can be transformed by luck.

He grabbed the bronze tripod and wanted to take it out, but the bronze tripod remained motionless as if it had taken root.

At this moment, the flame on the fire fold in his hand could not stop shaking, and a vast energy appeared in the whole Zhaoling in an instant.

"Who trespasses on Zhaoling! Execute!"

An old voice came, Zhao Wujiang's clothes were windless and automatic, he wanted to move his feet, but his body couldn't move.

The vast Qi machine continued to hit, and a sense of crisis climbed into his heart in an instant. At this moment, a mechanical voice sounded in his mind.

【Ding!The system prompts that the dream building is over! 】

The next moment, Zhao Wujiang only felt a suction force coming from all around, his figure was unstable, and he fell to the ground. The moment he fell to the ground, he seemed to be buried in the soil, and his figure kept falling.

He returned to the misty dream.

At the same time, in the west chamber of Zhaoling, a thin and hunched figure suddenly appeared in the darkness. The figure looked around, and then let out a small sigh.

Who was that tyrannical aura just now? How could this person be in Zhaoling?Zhao Wujiang let out a long breath, the owner of this air mechanism is definitely not inferior to the Grand Master.

He lay in the mist, a sense of exhaustion came over him.

But soon, he felt the fog around him begin to surge, wrapping himself tightly.

A warm and comfortable feeling climbed into my heart, and the mist wrapped me tighter and tighter.

How is this going?Zhao Wujiang was puzzled, but comfort made him slowly close his eyes.

He closes his eyes in the dream, he opens them in reality.

It was dark outside the window, it was already late at night.

He has woken up, Zhao Wujiang rolled his eyes to see clearly inside the room.

When Wang Yanning saw Zhao Wujiang wake up, panic and shyness flashed across Wang Yanning's extremely pretty face. Just as she wanted to get up, she found her belly was held by Zhao Wujiang's big hand.

She looked down, Zhao Wujiang was staring at her fiercely.

"Zhao Lang, I was wrong." She pouted her red lips slightly, and begged for mercy first.

(End of this chapter)