Night Talk Hundred Stories

Qinghe opened his eyes suddenly, and what caught his eyes was the plain white bed curtain.

He let out a long breath, reached out and stroked his forehead with a thin layer of cold sweat.

Qinghe frowned a little uneasy, why is it such a weird scene again?

Hei Yao was in a shallow sleep when he heard the breathing of the person next to him stagnate suddenly, he immediately woke up a little bit, and now he half propped up his body, with a bit of worry in his eyes: "Qinghe, what's wrong?"

Qinghe hesitated, after a little thought, he still told Hei Yao about the dream, and after he finished speaking, he stretched out his arms and hugged Hei Yao tightly, still with a little uneasiness on his face.

He was originally an ancient immortal herb, and he was originally full of spiritual power, so the dream also had a faint hint of warning, but now he had such a similar and weird dream for two consecutive days, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Hei Yao also thought of this, and frowned slightly, could it be that Qinghe's dreams for the past two nights foreshadowed their imminent parting?

He absolutely won't allow it!

Thinking of this, a trace of hostility flashed in Hei Yao's eyes, he simply sat up, hugged Qing He in his arms, seemed to comfort him, and also seemed to stabilize his mind, softly said: "It's just a dream, Don't worry about it."

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly held his breath, let out a little bit of his consciousness, and poked towards the bedroom door——

Outside the door, there was a breath that did not belong to the two of them.

Qinghe also noticed the abnormality of the aura outside the door at the same time, he and Hei Yao exchanged a glance, and they both hid their own aura, and the two of them came to the door in a flash.

Qinghe glanced at Hei Yao, and under the conniving gaze of the other party, he stretched out his hand and pushed open the door——

"ah!"

Before the two of them had time to react, they heard a childish voice.

The two followed the prestige, and in the dim moonlight, a thin black shadow could not be seen clearly. Even Heiyao's excellent night vision could only catch a glimpse of the other party's figure of a five or six-year-old boy. , the little boy saw someone coming, and yelled in a panic.

Seeing that he seemed to be holding something tightly in his hand, Hei Yao made a trick to snatch it away. The child seemed to be invincible, so he dropped the object in his hand and turned to run away. A pale green streamer adhered to the corner of the child's clothes.

The child didn't notice it in panic, he then jumped to the wall under the cover of night, and disappeared into the room in the blink of an eye.

Qinghe walked over to pick up the things he dropped, and couldn't help being surprised, it was actually the revolving lantern.

Hei Yao took the palace lantern from his hands, his eyes were a little puzzled, he couldn't see anything unusual about this thing, how could he allow the other party to snatch it?

The two of them looked at each other, Qing He frowned, and said hesitantly: "There is nothing malicious about that kid, could it be that he likes this lamp and only came to fetch it in the middle of the night?"

Hei Yao laughed at what he said, and said, "Why don't we ask him, there are so many people selling lanterns in the street market, why do we have to buy this one?"

While talking, the two turned their eyes to the revolving lantern again.

The scene of the envoys of the dynasty going to the Western Regions was painted with colored pens on the palace lantern. Under the green banana trees, several young people in court uniforms were bending over to take the water cups handed by young people of different races. Behind them were people wearing colorful satin The exotic elephant is raising its head and raising its trunk high, as if playing music to add to the fun.

Hei Yao narrowed his eyes and looked at the lantern carefully for a while, then suddenly his eyes lit up, he looked at Qing He and said, "Qing He, we probably saw something strange tonight."

Qinghe looked at him puzzled, and Hei Yao leaned down/closed to his ear and whispered a few words, Qinghe's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "It's so strange!"

Hei Yao also laughed, turned around to fetch the clothes of the two of them, and put the robe on Qing He, "Let's go see him tonight."

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The two of them hid themselves out of the inn, Qinghe raised his hand and pinched a spell, and a line of glowing green light appeared indistinctly in the dark and quiet night sky, like the luster composed of fireflies in summer It looks very attractive in the night sky, but its owner doesn't have the mind to pay attention to its beauty.

Qinghe held Hei Yao's hand and walked slowly with him along with the green light, he was still a little bit guilty, since the other party is so powerful, why didn't he notice his little trick?

Seeing him frowning and muttering to himself, Hei Yao stretched out his other hand to touch his forehead. After Qinghe raised his head, he said, "I see that the child's spiritual energy is very disordered, and he may be injured. As for losing to you and me in cultivation, we ended up running away tonight."

Qing He had always trusted Hei Yao, and now he deeply understood what he said, and his eyes were a little puzzled: "Then why did he take the risk to get our lantern?"

Hei Yao teased him: "Xu is like what you said, when I saw your lantern, I fell in love with it. I wanted to ask you for it but I was afraid that you would not give it to me, so I came to steal it in the middle of the night."

"Nonsense." Qing He pursed his lips and finally couldn't help laughing.

The two chatted and laughed from time to time, followed the green light, walked around several streets, and walked for a while, then stopped in front of a house.

Qinghe looked at the green light hidden in the crack of the door, "He's inside."

Hei Yao nodded, the two of them moved slightly, and disappeared in front of the old wooden door in the blink of an eye, leaving only the brass door knocker with a cold luster under the moonlight.

This family is no different from other families in the city. A small courtyard and a few brick-roofed houses are all there is to it. Compared with the child's weak and undetectable spiritual power, the aura of ordinary people here is stronger .

Hei Yao and Qing He glanced at each other, and walked towards the hut to the west in unison, but they only took a few steps, and a small figure immediately appeared in front of them.

It was a five or six-year-old child, who was aggressively blocking the two people's way, and said: "What are you going to do?"

Much younger than herself... Qinghe looked at the child while thinking: "The one in our room just now, is that you?"

The child's pupils shrank slightly, and he raised his chin to look at Qinghe: "So what if it is, so what if it's not?"

"Hehe." Hei Yao couldn't help chuckling when he heard this, squeezed Qinghe's palm, and jokingly said: "Qinghe, you should remember that if a mortal tells you this, it means admitting it in disguise. "

Qinghe nodded, and said seriously: "Well, I remember."

The child's face became a little weird, what does this mean?The two people in front of them have quite high levels of cultivation. Man said that he had never been injured in the past, so he would not dare to act rashly, let alone now...

He looked slightly sideways at the hut behind him, with a flash of anxiety in his eyes, and said to the two of them, "I didn't hurt you at all, and I didn't take the lantern away, what else do you want?"

Hei Yao's lazy look disappeared, he stared at the child, and said in a cold voice, "Knowing that Qinghe is an immortal, even half damage to the consciousness will also hurt the body, why do you want to suck his dreams?"

The child was stunned and was speechless for a moment.

But Hei Yao refused to let him go, and said: "Now that you are injured, you know that you are not capable enough, so you dare to attack casually. If you hurt Qinghe, you are an ancient beast, and I will punish you!"

His eyes were sharp, the child was terrified by him, slowly lowered his head, and murmured: "It is precisely because I know he is a fairy that I dare to attack..."

He originally thought that the other party was a fairy, full of aura, so naturally he would not be damaged by his dream devouring for so many days, could something go wrong?

Hei Yao was even more furious when he heard that, he was originally a demon cultivator, and he always followed his instincts, without thinking at this moment, he stepped forward and grabbed the child by the neck, and lifted him into the air lightly, "Are you right? !"

Qing Heyuan was standing by the side, waiting for Hei Yao to find out why, but Hei Yao lost his temper so quickly, tugged at the hem of Hei Yao's clothes, then looked at the child and said, "Why do you insist on smoking? My dream?"

The child was almost crying out of fright, but he still held back his tears and said, "I was injured, and the quickest way to recover is to suck other people's dreams... You are a fairy, do dreams have more aura..."

Qinghe nodded in a clear and clear way. He was not actually harmed. He was just out of curiosity. If such a child—at least on the surface—was really scared to tears, he would seem petty.

He then asked Hei Yao: "Put him down?"

Hei Yao snorted coldly, let go of his hand, the child was caught off guard, and fell straight to the ground.

Seeing the child stand up holding his butt in aggrieved way, Qinghe thought it was a little funny, it really seemed like they were bullying——

Although it is.

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