After the fairy disappeared

Chapter 504

The enemy first used the nightmare to plot against him and failed, so they asked the Fan brothers to set up an ambush.Two consecutive killings in one night, the method is extremely cruel, it can be said that he hates him and wants to die.

However, He Lingchuan was not lucky, and Jiao Yu was probably picking a coffin for him right now.

It was only half the night, and the other party bullied the door again!

This is really embarrassing, and he doesn't pay attention to the majesty of the prince's special envoy or the king of Chiyan.

"It's important to get down to business first, and remember these two accounts first." He Lingchuan patted the tiger's head, "I have a hunch that it will be settled soon."

When the enemy used this method, the two sides just swore to be incompatible, and there was no room for turning around.

Zhong Sunmou and Cen's mansion were rampant because they were too anxious?
At this time, he should be calm instead.

As a result, the next important thing for him to do was to sneak out into the street to eat a steaming bowl of salty porridge.

This is to boil diced tofu, radish, diced meat, dried clams and rice porridge together, and then put any vegetables you can find at hand until the rice grains bloom and the porridge is thick, adding a lethal amount of pepper Ready to serve.

He Lingchuan tasted it, and it tasted good, but the reason for the crowded crowd was not only this, but also the two grains of salted milk served with the porridge.

This thing is as white as snow and swollen like glutinous rice balls. If you don't know how to bite it, you can only bite it until your mouth is full of crumbs, which is not delicious at all.But if you press it hard into the bottom of the hot porridge and soak it for dozens of breaths, it will become a soft and bouncy baby. With a light sip, the salty fragrance of buffalo milk will explode in your mouth !

"Sweet!" He Lingchuan tasted this kind of thing for the first time, and directly finished two bowls of salty porridge.

When the third bowl came, he also ordered two fried dough sticks and a bowl of Houlin beans.

This kind of yellow beans are boiled soft and waxy. It tastes like bean paste stuffing, but it is salty.The way the locals eat it is to scoop up Houlin beans and stuff them into the cracks of the fried dough sticks, and then they can be crunched and chewed. The outside is crispy and the inside is soft and glutinous, which is twice as delicious.

The midsummer morning was not much cooler, and everyone still gathered around the low table, snoring and wiping sweat while eating.

But Jiao Yu could only eat cold food, so he went to the market next door to buy half a fresh lamb hind leg, which was slaughtered in the early morning and weighed less than twenty catties.

It doesn't have a good appetite, just eat a little.

……

Cheng Yu is also eating breakfast.

The fragrant and delicious herbal porridge, the last time the medicinal ingredients were century-old ginseng, tasted like chewing gum in his mouth.

His chest felt heavy and he was about to vomit, so he barely took a few more mouthfuls, and the food almost spewed out of his throat.

He had no choice but to push the bowl away: "Remove it."

Uncle Wu at the side saw that his face was as golden as paper, his expression was languid, and he said with concern: "You still have to find a way to sleep for a while."

This guy has such a big name, such a high salary, and was so arrogant before, he dared to boss the young master around.

The young master also placed high hopes on him, thinking that he would succeed immediately.

The results of it?
In the end, he failed to kill the special envoy of the prince, but was seriously injured, and now he has to take care of him with all his strength, filling his mouth with any good medicine.

Simply ridiculous.

"If I could sleep, I would have been in bed long ago." Cheng Yu gave him a cold look, "The other party can kill hundreds of faces, which means that he is also proficient in spells. If I fall asleep, it will be an opportunity for him to take advantage of."

Who doesn't know that sleep is the most important thing after a serious injury.Sufficient sleep is the only way to nourish energy and store energy, which cannot be replaced by any panacea.

But where does he dare to sleep now?

Last night's method failed, as soon as he left, the other party chased him to the inn.This shows that the surname He's tracking spell is also very good, and he may have even obtained some clues from the Hundred Faced Nightmare.

The Hundred Faces Nightmare actually lost, he still couldn't imagine it now when he thought about it.That was a nightmare transformed from the soul of an immortal!
But the facts were in front of him, so he couldn't help but believe it.

Uncle Wu felt contemptuous in his heart, is this guy so afraid of He Xiao that he dare not sleep?
But on the surface, he still sighed for the other party: "Isn't it daytime?"

Don't people like them practice evil at night?

Cheng Yu was silent.

He suspected that the other party also had a nightmare in his hand, even more powerful than Baimian.

Wu Bo said again: "It's not a solution to be so stiff, you have adjusted your breath several times."

Normal people suffer from lack of sleep. If Cheng Yu is seriously injured and wants to wake up forcibly, he may end up in a faint.

Uncle Wu said again: "My young master has just set off and went to find this man surnamed He himself. Would you like to take this opportunity to sleep for a while?"

At this time, He Xiao had to deal with Cen Boqing, so he probably couldn't spare Cheng Yu.

After hearing this, Cheng Yu also felt that this was a solution.

As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, his mind became more dizzy.

"Then I'll sleep for a while, and you find someone to sit in the courtyard and keep an eye on the rope bell array!" Cheng Yu slowly moved to the bed, "No matter where the rope bell rings, it means that an invisible evil spirit is approaching, so hurry up Shake me awake."

He had already set up some talisman arrays in the house, and ordered people to wrap a red string around the four corners of the house, the four corners of the courtyard, and the four corners of the outside of the courtyard, and tie eighteen, thirty-six, and seventy-two silver bells respectively.

That is equivalent to nesting three squares layer by layer.

Strange to say, the bells would still jingle before they were hung up, and the gatekeeper thought it would be too noisy, but when the red rope was tightened, they all stopped.

It's windy today, but none of the more than 100 silver bells rings, which is strange.

After Cheng Yu finished explaining, he lay down on the bed in the middle of the Shengling array.

He was so exhausted and tired that he fell asleep in a second.

Uncle Wu immediately sent two people to guard the yard, and every two hours two people would come over to change shifts with them.

Time passed slowly.

Uncle Wu stretched himself, thinking he still had something to do, and was about to get up to leave when he heard a thin and crisp bell.

ding ding ding-

It seems to come from the east.

At first, only the outermost rope bells rang, and in the blink of an eye twice, the rope bells on the middle layer also rang.

Uncle Wu didn't dare to delay, he stepped to the head of the bed and shook Cheng Yu's shoulder vigorously: "Wake up! Wake up!"

As long as this guy doesn't open his eyes, he doesn't mind two more slaps.

Blood suddenly flowed from Cheng Yu's nose.

Uncle Wu was taken aback, thinking that he had been tricked.

However, Cheng Yu still opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, the crisp ringing stopped abruptly.

The three people around looked up, feeling weird.

Cheng Yu didn't sleep for a while, and his mental head was still not good, so he felt weak: "How long have I been sleeping?"

"A quarter of an hour." Uncle Wu said in a deep voice, "He actually came."

Sleeping for a short while is not as good as not sleeping for the seriously injured body.Cheng Yu pressed his drowsy head: "I have set up a talisman array, and ordinary curse masters can't follow it here."

Those talisman arrays are like a maze, and lesser conjurers will be trapped to death in it.

Wu Boqi said: "He is just a ten-year-old boy. He looks good in martial arts, and he doesn't seem to be good at spells. The guards around him are even less like it."

"Whether you know spells or not, how can you tell from the outside?" Cheng Yu said angrily, "Besides, people who are good at spells may not be human."

"So, what now?"

After thinking for a while, Cheng Yu took out a transparent shell from his bosom.

The snail shell is almost clear and colorless, but the snow flakes are flying inside the shell, as if it is experiencing a blizzard.

There is also a small wooden house in the middle of the shell, the doors and windows are closed, and there is a warm light inside.

If He Lingchuan is here, he will probably regard it as a snow globe.

There is also a small plug on the screw.

Uncle Wu also asked curiously, "What is this?"

"Dreamland." Cheng Yu was still a little reluctant, "This is a fixed and closed dreamland. No other spells or nightmares can invade it, but it can only be used three times...I have used it twice, and only this last time is left. "

This kind of life-saving follow-up should be used once less.

But then again, when is it not now?

He told Uncle Wu: "Did you see the lantern outside the door?"

"Yes." Through the shell, Uncle Wu could see a pair of red lanterns hanging on the door of the wooden house, fluttering with the wind and snow.

"Once the red lantern lights up, you should plug the plug tightly and close the whole dreamland." Cheng Yu said seriously, "Wait until the red lantern goes dark, and then you open it. There can be no mistakes!"

"it is good."

"During this period, keep the dreamland and my body safe, and don't let others take it away."

"It's a small matter." Uncle Wu smiled, "Now you are resting in the courtyard of the Cen Mansion, and no one dares to enter here."

"Then..." Cheng Yu coughed a few times, his complexion even worse, "That's good."

His face was as ugly as a dead person, but he still insisted on the last exhortation: "Absolutely, absolutely do not remove the plug in advance. I have been injured too badly this time, and I need to recuperate for a long time. Removing the plug in advance will lead to distraction, not only I In case of an accident, the person who pulls the plug will also be unlucky. Remember, remember!"

Uncle Wu readily agreed.

Cheng Yu swallowed some pills and lay down again.

Holding the shell, Uncle Wu always felt that after Cheng Yu closed his eyes, there was something more in the room.

After a while, Cheng Yu's snoring gradually started.

The wind and snow in the shell stopped suddenly, and the red lanterns were suddenly lit.

Uncle Wu didn't dare to be negligent, and quickly pressed the plug on the screw mouth tightly, so that the whole screw shell was completely closed.

Then the snow scene there was still there, and the orange light from the wooden house was warm, but it seemed...

Is there a shadow shaking?
Uncle Wu took a closer look, and saw that there was indeed a figure reflected on the window paper, as if walking back and forth in the room.

Is this person Cheng Yu?
About two quarters of an hour later, the rope bell outside the yard suddenly rang again.

Ding zero zero, ding zero zero.

The bell outside the courtyard rang,
The bell in the courtyard rang.

Something is fast approaching this room.

Soon, the rope bell in the house-also rang!

The ringtone was crisp, cold, and chaotic, with a strange urgency.

For the first time in his life, Uncle Wu hated the bell so much.

He knew that his opponent had already entered the room, and he was here right now, wandering beside him and Cheng Yu.

But he couldn't see or hear the other party, and even the other party probably couldn't see them or hear them.

The two parties may not be in the same space.

Probably because Cheng Yu was not found, the other party was a little anxious, and the bells on the four ropes in the room rang together.

Is this thing running around the house?
Uncle Wu looked at the shell in his hand.

The figure in the wooden house was also shaking, and seemed to be very nervous.

(End of this chapter)