Hedao

Chapter 44 Nightmare
Yan Kui, who was 1.9 meters tall, was on all fours, grunting loudly, unaware that there was a spirit staring at him in the void, with a ruthless sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"When a person is sleeping, it is the time when the soul is most confused and weak. It is most likely to be dreamed by the soul and suppressed by nightmares. Last time Xu Jiabao was full of masters and heavily guarded. Xu Yuanbiao's masculinity was obviously stronger than this Yan Kui. Quite a few, and I just learned the art of spirit and soul, so I didn't dare to make troubles, and directly took his life with a flying needle. I have been practicing day and night for the past few months, and the art of spirit and soul has become more and more refined. This Yan Luo gang is just a small sect , Most of them are ordinary people who don't have much force and vigor, so they have nothing to worry about, just trying the power of the dream enchantment technique, it can be regarded as letting Yan Kui understand."

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"Give me back my life! Give me my life back!" Yan Kui suddenly heard a series of horrific screams coming from far and near outside.

The sound was getting closer and more penetrating, Yan Kui suddenly opened his eyes, and then he saw sticky blood pouring in from the crack of the door and the crack of the window.

The blood kept pouring in and quickly spread across the floor of the room and up the foot of the bed.

"Come on! Come on!" Yan Kui yelled in horror as he got up from the bed, leaped and smashed open the window.

As soon as Yan Kui smashed open the window, he was so frightened that his soul flew out of his mind.

I saw that the courtyard was also covered with blood, and the blood kept gurgling on the ground, and gradually turned into a bloody man with blood dripping from all seven orifices, and his face was extremely hideous.

"Give me back my life! Give me back my life!" The blood men crawled towards Yan Kui waving their blood claws dripping with blood.

"Come on! Come on!" Yan Kui yelled as he stepped back.

The roar echoed in the yard, but the surrounding houses were deadly silent, without a single movement.

"No, this is a dream, this must be a dream! I want to wake up, wake up!" After all, Yan Kui is the leader of a gang, and he has gone through some storms in his life. He soon realized that something was wrong, and kept struggling and shouting in his heart.

But even though he knew that this was a dream and it was fake, he just couldn't wake up, as if he was suppressed by a nightmare, the horrible scenes around him continued to rush towards him, and the piercing screams still kept echoing in his ears .

Helplessness and panic continued to spread in Yan Kui's heart!
He has had many nightmares before, but as long as he realizes that it is a nightmare, he can usually get rid of the nightmare and wake up from the dream, but today all this is in vain, and this nightmare is so real and terrifying, it makes him sleep. The subconscious mind was awake for a moment, and then fell into the endless and terrifying nightmare again.

Yan Kui saw the bloody hand reaching into his chest and pulled out his heart, and he saw blood was oozing from the pores all over his body.

"No! Spare me!" Yan Kui cried.

"Yan Kui, look who I am?" A man suddenly appeared in the void, sitting cross-legged, with a halo of light shining brightly behind his head.

"Qin Ziling! You, why are you here?" Yan Kui exclaimed when he saw Qin Ziling.

"Presumptuous! Don't kneel down yet!" Yan Kui had just spoken when two god generals in golden armor and holding swords and halberds appeared behind Qin Ziling, their eyes widened and they shouted majesticly.

"This is a dream, why should I kneel!" Yan Kui, who was sleeping, suddenly realized that this was a dream again, and shouted in the dream.

"Presumptuous!" The two god generals yelled again, and each stretched out a hand. The palm of the hand was shining with gold, and it continued to enlarge, and it fell from the sky with an extremely heavy majesty. Repression on the ground.

Yan Kui felt that all the bones in his body were about to fall apart, he couldn't move at all, and the immense majesty was continuously released from the two golden palms, which made his liver and gallbladder crack, and he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality, so he hurriedly shouted Shouted: "God spare my life, spare my life!"

"I'll ask you something, and you should answer truthfully, otherwise you will be tortured in this blood prison forever." Qin Ziling said, his voice in the dream was extremely majestic, as if he had spoken from heaven.

"Yes, yes, the younger one must answer truthfully." Yan Kui repeatedly kowtowed.

Qin Ziling waited for Yan Kui to stop kowtowing before asking some questions.

Yan Kui gave truthful answers to all the bad things he has done in these years, who are the main accomplices in the gang, where the money is placed, and why he specifically targeted the "Hua Yun" gouache shop and so on.

"It's really insane! If you don't kill you, I'll be sorry for those people who were killed by you!" After Qin Ziling heard this, murderous intent surged in his heart, and he smiled coldly. In the dark night, a cold light flashed across Yan Kui's neck like lightning.

Blood shot out from Yan Kui's neck immediately, Yan Kui finally woke up, put his hands on his neck and wanted to make a sound, but the trachea was also cut, and he couldn't make any other sound except the sound of "huhu" blowing wind. sound.

Blood gushed out from between his five fingers, staining the bed quilt red.

Soon, Yan Kui's eyes widened and he remained motionless.

"Yan Kui almost got rid of the suppression of the nightmare several times. It seems that with my current spiritual cultivation, it is not a big problem to suppress the cowhide level in the dream, but it should be more difficult for someone with an iron level or a particularly firm consciousness." Void. In the middle, Qin Ziling's soul stared at Yan Kui thoughtfully for a moment, then turned into a gust of dark wind, rolled the blade and left Yan Kui's room.

After leaving Yan Kui's room, Qin Ziling's soul rolled the blade, and quickly probed room by room without anyone noticing.

In some rooms, he would come out as soon as he entered, and in some rooms, after he entered, he would drive the blade to cut the neck of the sleeping person, and then the room would soon be filled with bloody smell.

Those people whose throats were cut and killed by him were all people that Yan Kui had confessed before. These people were not only the backbone of the Yan Luo Gang, but all of them had lives in their hands.

The reason why Qin Ziling was able to know these people was because when Yan Kui answered questions in his dream, images would automatically appear in his mind, and these images could also be seen by Qin Ziling who was fascinated by the dream.

"It's a pity that there are still three who are not in the lair, and now only Yi Xuan, the dog-headed military advisor, is left." Qin Ziling's spirit floated into Yi Xuan's room.

Soon, Yi Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, got up from the bed lightly, put on his clothes, put a thin blade in his pocket, and took down a landscape painting hanging on the wall. Xuan felt around on the wall that seemed to be the same as the surrounding ones, and then he seemed to have touched something. His fingers lightly tapped on the cracks in the wall bricks, and the wall bricks were actually moved and removed.

Then Yi Xuan reached in and took out a money bag.

The purse opened to reveal some silver bills, some gold leaf and jewels.

After Yi Xuan took out the purse, he quickly left the house and went all the way to Yan Kui's room lightly.

(End of this chapter)