White Hedge Dream

Chapter 111 Reach out

What happened?

Zhuang Li didn't know where he had gone, let alone why he came here.

Tonight's dream was strangely unlike her dream.

She looked around and saw that this was a street intersection, and there were many people lying inside swallowed by the night. Although they were separated by a layer of dream, there was a strange smell that spread faintly because Shangguan Yue grabbed her feet.

Zhuang Li raised his sleeves and flapped them in front of his mouth and nose.

This smell is poisonous smoke.

It seems that Shangguan Yue was attacked and killed.

Who wants to kill him? Zhuang Li looked down at the young man lying on the ground. There must be many people who want to kill him.

Princess Jinyu won't tolerate him, and even the losers and winners of the big gamble on the boat may not tolerate him.

But the grievances between these powerful people have nothing to do with her.

Zhuang Li looked at the hand holding her foot. The hand gradually turned blue and white, possibly because life was passing by, and the burning sensation on her foot was gradually fading away.

As long as she exerts force, she can break free, and then Shangguan Yue returns to reality, while she continues to dream, each having nothing to do with it.

only….

Zhuang Li knelt down and reached out to hold Shangguan Yue's wrist. A ball of fire immediately rose from her ankle and wrapped around her hand.

Her hand became transparent, and then gradually turned into white bones, which was very strange and terrifying.

She drew a line on her mouth with her other hand, opened her tightly closed lips, and called softly: "Shangguanyue."

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Shangguan Yue woke up leisurely, and the fragrance in his nose was still there. It was not an illusion. Moreover, he also saw the clear face of the girl.

She was almost in front of him.

She wants to pinch his face again?

Shangguan Yue Xiang hid behind, and then realized that she had no strength and was lying on the ground with nowhere to hide.

"You are indeed dead." He murmured.

Last time he saw it in a dream, but this time it was because he was about to die and turn into a ghost, so he saw it again.

There are really ghosts in the world.

"That's great," he said, a smile spreading across his face.

Then he can really see his father and mother, Reb...

Zhuang Li couldn't understand what he was talking about. Why did he think she was dead? What's good about dying? But I can also understand Shangguan Yue's nonsense. After being poisoned, a person is about to die and his thinking has long been messed up.

We can't delay any longer and take him to detoxify as soon as possible.

Zhuang Li looked at Shangguan Yue's hand, took a deep breath, and closed her eyes. As she closed her eyes, the already dim burning suddenly rose up and spread along her ankles. She squatted on the ground with her whole body. It was like being instantly engulfed in fire.

Shangguan Yue felt herself standing up and staggering forward.

How could he walk again?

He lowered his head and saw the woman leaning on his arms.

She seemed to blend into him, and seemed to become a crutch for him.

His arm was draped over her shoulders, and her arms were around his waist.

The ghost's body turns out to be soft? Shangguan Yue had a thought, and couldn't help but raise the hand on the woman's shoulder and pinch her face.

Zhuang Li hissed, Shangguan Yue was not very strong, he had almost no strength, but for her, the contact between reality and reality was very painful.

"Don't move," she said, glaring.

In his dim vision, the woman's eyebrows were lively and beautiful. It turned out that the ghost was not that scary, and Shangguan Yue couldn't help but smile.

"Ghosts really do seem to be floating when they walk," he said, looking down at his feet.

Although he had no strength at all, his steps were fast and erratic, and the stone road flew by.

But there is no need to walk when you become a ghost.

"Why don't you fly?" he said.

fly? He still wants to fly? Zhuang Li looked at him, angry and funny. Does he know how much effort she expended to help him walk now?

The night wind blew against her skin, and the hard ground rubbed against the bones of her feet.

She ignored him and used her strength to run wildly.

She couldn't last long.

Shangguan Yue talked more and more.

"Why don't you speak?"

"Can't you speak if you become a ghost?"

"Bai Li, when did you come to the capital?"

Hearing this, Zhuang Li couldn't help but look at him: "How do you recognize me?"

Shangguan Yue smiled: "I've seen you before."

Seen it? Zhuang Li thought to himself that he had indeed seen him before. She stood by the Jinshui River and looked at the building boat, and met him through Hua Xiaoxian's dream.

But what she meant was, how could he see her face?

What she appears in her dreams is what others want to see.

How could Shangguan Yue see her true appearance?

"I also know that you killed Zhu Shan..." Shangguan Yue's voice came.

Zhuang Li was shocked, how could he know! This is impossible!

At this moment, she almost wanted to just let this person die.

It's terrible.

Shangguan Yue looked at the shocked look of the girl in her arms and smiled proudly: "I guessed it right, ha, I'm so smart."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that his body had lost its support and he fell to the ground.

The girl's face in his sight became further and further away. Shangguan Yue's consciousness fell into darkness.

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The butterfly was motionless.

Shen Qing held the bamboo cage and shook it gently.

The butterfly is as stable as a stone sculpture.

"Is it, is it dead?" Madam Huang said tremblingly, tears already falling. She stretched out her hands to do something, but in vain, "What's going on?"

Shen Qing said: "It's not dead, it won't die, it just had its dream interrupted."

He looked down at the guqin, stretched out his hand to strum, the strings swayed, and the sound of the guqin resounded in the room.

A sound that everyone can hear.

Madam Huang was even more nervous: "Then, what should I do? I was interrupted from dreaming, is she, is she okay?"

Shen Qing looked at the butterfly in the bamboo cage and plucked the strings again. The strings still made sound, but the butterfly remained motionless.

"Maybe he really fell asleep," he said.

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…

Zhang Shilin sat at a loss for a moment in the pharmacy.

"Take this medicine." Someone said, handing over a medicine.

Zhang Shilin looked over and saw a woman standing in front of the medicine cabinet, picking up medicine.

This woman is...

"My medical skills are not as good as yours, Doctor Zhang, but the medicinal fragrance I mixed up is very effective." She handed over another medicine and smiled at Zhang Shilin, "You know that."

The medicine smells good. Zhang Shilin smiled and looked at Madam Dongyang Hou in front of him: "Yes, Madam's fragrance is really powerful."

Mrs. Dongyang Hou handed over another medicine.

"You see, these three medicines can detoxify smoking together," she said.

Smoking is poisonous. Zhang Shilin looked at these medicines and found that he was not good at them.

"I don't know what it is..." he asked. Just as he was about to raise his head, he saw Mrs. Dongyang Hou grabbing the medicine pestle on the table and slamming it towards her.

Zhang Shilin uttered an ouch, subconsciously avoided it, and opened his eyes with a thud.

His vision was dim, and he was lying on the small bed in the pharmacy, and the book he was holding fell to the ground.

Because his old wife died of illness, he was too lazy to go back to his old house. He often lived in a medicine shop on a simple bed, and fell asleep at night smelling the fragrance of medicine and reading medical books.

Dreaming.

Zhang Shilin was startled and a little amused, he actually dreamed of Mrs. Dongyang Hou. It seemed that he still missed her magical fragrance.

It was still early, Zhang Shilin turned over and planned to sleep for a while, but he heard a thud from outside the door, mixed with the sound of the door panel falling to the ground.

It seemed like someone had knocked open the door.

What's going on?

Zhang Shilin hurriedly got up and walked out. He saw that the door panel had been knocked open and a person fell to the ground.

"Ah, this young master—" Zhang Shilin hurriedly rushed to greet him, calling his apprentice loudly at the same time.

The two apprentices living in the medical center were awakened and ran out with their clothes tied on. They saw that Zhang Shilin had turned the person over on the ground and was checking.

What a handsome young man!

Why do you look so ugly!

"It's poisoning." Zhang Shilin said, and ordered his two apprentices, "Quickly prepare the antidote."

Commonly used detoxification products in medical clinics are honeysuckle, mung bean, licorice, charcoal, alkali, etc., which can be taken after washing and bathing. The two disciples responded and were about to prepare, but were stopped by Zhang Shilin.

"And..." he said, looking a little hesitant and a little weird, and the names of the three-flavored herbs came to mind.

"Master?" The disciples looked at him in confusion, "What else is there?"

Although dreaming about prescriptions is a bit absurd, it may be due to the experience he has accumulated from practicing medicine for many years. Sometimes he cannot remember them in reality, but the inspiration suddenly appears in his dreams. This kind of thing is also common.

Zhang Shilin looked at his disciple: "Add three more herbs and use the incense method."

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It seemed like he had been burned by fire, seemed like he had been chopped with a knife, and seemed like he had been thrown into the water. Shangguan Yue couldn't help but take a big breath. As the fragrance hit his face, he was choked and coughed again.

This is not the fragrance of Baili.

White fence.

He opened his eyes suddenly and saw the flickering candlelight. His vision was blurry and he could vaguely see the face of a long-faced man shaking in front of his eyes.

"Master, he's awake—"

Along with these words, another face appeared in front of me.

Shangguan Yue's vision gradually became clearer, and she saw that this was an old man. Although she had never interacted with him before, she recognized him, Zhang Shilin from Zhang Family Medical Center.

"Xiao Langjun, maybe you can see clearly?" Zhang Shilin asked, reaching out and waving it in front of his eyes.

Shangguan Yue didn't look at his hands, but looked around.

"Why am I here?" he asked, his voice hoarse and weak.

A disciple said, "You came in through the door of our medical clinic." He then asked, "What's wrong with you? Did you meet a thief?"

Shangguan Yue didn't listen to his question and only thought about the previous sentence. Did he break in through the door?

How could he remember that he met a ghost?

The ghost helped him walk and walk.

Could it be a hallucination that occurred when he was about to die?