White Hedge Dream

Chapter 165 Waiting

The lanterns are still shining in front of us, and the drums are beating in the Linde Hall. It is the most popular encouragement nowadays, and the laughter is even stronger in the drums.

But, something is wrong.

On the top of the east pavilion, Shangguan Yue frowned.

In the name of watching the lantern, and in the name of Princess Jinyu, standing on the top of the East Pavilion, no one dared to touch him. He could wait as Bai Li said.

He actually didn't know how long he would have to wait.

Bai Li only told him: "When I call you, throw it down."

Shangguan Yue reached out and pressed her chest.

At that time, Bai Li took out a box and handed it to him: "It can save my life."

He opened it solemnly and saw a lotus root.

Shangguan Yue couldn't help laughing when she thought of this. He also laughed at that time. He thought that if she had to rely on a lotus root to save her life, he might as well have a lotus root...

"No, it's because of you that Lotus Root can save my life." Bai Li said.

As he spoke, he stood on tiptoes and reached out to pat his shoulder.

"Without you, this lotus root wouldn't be able to cook even one dish."

Shangguan Yue smiled again, this time happily.

But then the smile fell again.

But what if he can't wait?

He discovered that even though she was a ghost, she would still be in danger.

Not just once.

Shangguan Yue looked around, her vision became stagnant, the lanterns, lights, and figures all became blurry.

It's okay to be blurry, he might be tired or sleepy, or the lights might be too bright.

Many people began to move in the blurred vision.

It’s not surprising that people are walking around. Many people were walking outside to watch the lanterns.

But that's not right.

Something is wrong!

Shangguan Yue lowered her head and looked at her feet. The servants who had been guarding here were also walking away. They had weird smiles on their faces. Although they were walking, their hands and feet looked stiff, as if they were being held by someone...

Shangguan Yue looked around, and so did the others, men and women, with the Linde Hall as the boundary.

There was singing, dancing and feasting as usual in the palace, and everyone including the guards were walking around outside the palace.

Go in one direction.

Shangguan Yue raised her head and looked at Jie Lin Building.

Go, go and take a look, something must be wrong.

There was a voice shouting in his ears, and something seemed to be pulling him. He wanted to jump down and follow him.

But Bai Li told him to wait.

Shangguan Yue held down the lotus root in her arms, looked at the neighboring building, and straightened her body, as if integrated with the stone pavilion, motionless.

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Outside the capital, at the Holy Ancestor Temple, there are no lanterns or festival noises. The night has enveloped the Taoist priests, and only the main hall is brightly lit.

A little Taoist priest leaned against the pillar and yawned. A candle flame danced in his sight, and then gray smoke rose up.

He forced himself to open his eyes and put the new candle on top.

If you can hold on for a while, take a nap.

"Why hasn't Wang Tong come back yet?" He muttered, "You are enjoying a lot of happiness outside."

Although he was a Taoist priest doing odd jobs like Wang Tong, they were different. He was chosen by the master, while Wang Tong came in with money, so he should work more.

But there is no way now. Wang Tong is not here, so he can only do the hard work.

Just as he was about to close his eyes and sleep, someone walked in. He was so frightened in the middle of the night that he screamed, and then he saw the person clearly.

"Ancestor, why are you awake?" he asked with a sigh of relief.

Xuanyangzi looked at the statue in front of him with a helpless expression: "I was woken up."

Quarrel? The little Taoist priest looked outside and saw that the city might still be bustling, but the bustle could not reach them, and everything around them was quiet.

"Their thoughts are not scattered, and they are making noise in the world." Xuanyangzi said, taking a step forward and extending his hand.

The little Taoist priest felt dazzled when he saw Xuanyangzi, who seldom moved around and fell asleep all the time, climbed onto the statue of Sanqing.

He shouted, opened his hands and rushed to protect me, ancestor, don't fall to your death!

Just as he took a step forward, he blinked again and saw that Xuanyangzi was still standing on the same spot, but there was an extra orb in his hand.

That is the Hunyuan Pearl in the hand of the statue of Yuanshi Tianzun.

Was he dazzled, or did the ancestor really jump up and get the Hunyuan Pearl?

The little Taoist priest was stunned when he saw Xuanyangzi turning around and walking outside the palace door, throwing the orb in his hand into the air.

Suddenly there was a moon in the thick night sky.

The next moment, the little Taoist priest felt his eyes darken, as if his vision was swallowed up by a pearl, or his entire consciousness disappeared.

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People attracted by the spider threads poured into the adjacent building.

The building was still shaking and cracking, but spider threads appeared from all directions, holding the stairs up and patching up the cracks.

The first few people to climb the stairs opened their hands and stretched towards the imperial bell.

The four words "Tao Fa Nature" shone brightly, and these people dispersed like sand.

But then more people climbed up, layer after layer, and the sand gradually filled the room. Wang Degui, who was lying on the ground, the soldiers and guards, and even the pregnant Bai Ying stood up, looking dumbfounded. Stepping on the sand, he headed towards the Imperial Bell.

Shen Qing stirred the strings with his ten fingers, and more men and women were pulled towards the adjacent building, turning into layers of sand under the Taoist nature.

Bai Ying stepped on the higher and higher sand, getting closer and closer to the Imperial Bell.

The four characters of Tao Fa Nature suspended in the air, the shining light fell layer by layer like sharp blades, turning the people who came in to it into sand.

But to Bai Ying, it was like a veil of mist, and like a gentle hand, gently brushing over her body without any effect.

The man suspended in the air by the spider silk smiled. The cracks on his face had spread to his neck, and the robe on his body was also in pieces, but it was still maintained by layers of spider silk.

"Xuan Yangzi, you are so narrow-minded and only have eyes for one person." She laughed and said, "Then let the person you protect destroy you."

Hearing her laugh, Shen Qing, who was playing the piano in the distance, also laughed. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and a glimmer of light lit up in the dark night sky.

The light grew brighter and brighter, engulfing the night sky in an instant.

The sky was blazing white, but the light turned into a dark void.

Shen Qing's expression changed drastically.

"Mimi Zhu—" he blurted out.

At the same time, the people under the shining four characters of Tao, Fa and Nature no longer turned into sand, but layers of human figures continued to float from their bodies, sucked into the dark light hole in the sky, until they disappeared into nothing, and there was no human figure left. The tethering spider threads are flying all over the sky. "This is the millet bead." She was entangled in spider silk and hung in the adjacent building. She raised her head and looked up, with a smile still on her lips. "The supreme Taoist heart can accommodate all things."

As she spoke, she began to float up, but luckily she was caught by more incoming spider threads.

"My dear, please get out of the way first - I'll catch it."

Shen Qing shouted, and stood up as he spoke. The guqin that was originally lying flat stood up, and the spider silk in front of him also rose up and split into three.

Part of it is still involving people climbing to the adjacent building, turning into sand under the Taoist nature, holding Bai Ying who is trying to reach out to the imperial bell with a dull smile on his face.

Some of them flew towards the millet beads and formed a big net in the air to cover the black hole.

The other part was still wrapped around the person hanging in the air, and suddenly it sank, and the person fell towards the cracked gap.

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The quiet pool water is like a stone being thrown into it, causing ripples.

Zhuang Li's hair and dress, which were sunk at the bottom of the pool, were flying in the water like mist and gauze. Her mouth and nose were washed away by the water and became a little blurry, but her only eyes were still clear.

Keep your eyes staring upward.

The wellhead is far away and getting smaller and smaller.

This shows that her eyes are also distracted.

The pool was actually not quiet either. Countless sounds echoed along with the water. Her father's voice, her brothers' laughter, the wind in the forest, and the neighing of horses seemed to be urging her to respond.

She couldn't answer. Those were all fake, dead, in the past, and no longer existed. She was real and alive. If she agreed, she would no longer be able to distinguish reality from fiction.

Although her eyes were wandering, she never drifted away and only looked at the mouth of the well.

There was a bang, as if a stone fell into the water.

Zhuang Li's distracted gaze condensed, and he saw the ripples in the pond. A man sank down, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of him.

The wellhead turned into a mirror again, and she looked at the person in the mirror, face to face with herself.

Spider silk fell from the well mouth and entangled her hands, feet and body. Just when the spider silk was about to be pulled upward, Zhuang Li, whose hands and feet were unable to float, suddenly hugged the person close to her.

The figures rotated, and this time no one sank, but two figures intertwined and went upwards.

With a crash, the man jumped out of the well.

Zhuang Li suddenly raised his head, took his eyes away from the ruby ​​ring on his hand, and took a deep breath.

The blurred vision gradually became clearer, and before him was a scene even stranger than the bottom of the pool.

The black earth, the white sky, the swaying and broken buildings but entangled with spider silk, the men and women who kept climbing on the stairs and turned into sand.

There is an imperial bell shaking, there is a black hole suspended in the sky, and there is the sound of musical instruments and spider silk filling the sky.

Here the Taoist magic naturally shatters the incoming figures, and over there the big web of spider silk tries to cover the black hole and prevent everything from being sucked in.

"It's really lively." Zhuang Li murmured.

"You-" Shen Qing's voice came from far away.

Zhuang Li turned his head and looked at him.

Under the scorching white sky, there was a person standing on the inky ground.

It wasn't the pair of eyes that I had only seen before, nor the blurry face that I saw through the mirror in Shangguan Yue's dream. This time the person was clearly visible.

He has a clear face, a beautiful beard, a harp in his arms, a white robe, and an elegant demeanor.

But at this time, his face was full of shock, which ruined his elegance.

Zhuang Li smiled: "Shen Qing, I finally see you."

She looked happy, like an old friend reunited.

However, Shen Qing was not happy, only surprised. He did not look at her, but looked at her back: "Your Majesty—"

Upon hearing his words, Zhuang Li turned his body in response, exposing his back.

There is a person on the back.

In other words, she merged with this person's body.

This posture suddenly appeared, and the world in front of him became even more strange.

"This is your empress." Zhuang Li's expression was still relaxed, and he turned his head over his shoulder, as if he wanted to say hello to the person behind him.

It's a pity that no one can see my back.

The woman behind her lowered her head and remained silent. Compared to Zhuang Li, who had bright eyes and high energy, she seemed like a lifeless vine.

In front of the waking subject, the empress is indeed the attached Tengman, and she actually holds the empress's consciousness again, just like before - Shen Qing gritted his teeth and shouted: "Let the empress go!"

Perhaps because of the shock and distraction, the spider thread that was originally pulled by him became loose, and the entangled body of Zhuang Li flew towards the black hole in the sky again.

Shen Qing came to his senses and tightened the spider thread.

The two bodies stopped floating.

Zhuang Li looked at him and smiled: "I don't dare to let her go. If you let her go, will you still hold me? I will definitely be attracted by this thing-"

She raised her arm wrapped in spider silk and pointed at the black hole of beads in the sky.

"Suck it in."

She looked around again. Even though there was a large spider web blocking it, many figures were still sucked in.

They rise from the ground, breaking off and dissipating layer by layer.

"These people you pulled into the dream, what they were sucked into was the consciousness transformed from nightmares. When they wake up, this experience will be over and it will have no impact. I am different. If I are sucked in, I will never wake up again. Coming."

She looked at Shen Qing again, her eyes faint, as if pleading.

"You have to hold me tight, otherwise your wife and I will disappear."

Shen Qing's eyes were filled with coldness, and his gaze finally fell on Zhuang Li's face. He took a deep breath and changed his voice to a soft voice: "Bai Li, take your mother to sleep now. I will solve this problem. I can also I promise, Bai Ying can’t hurt you.”

Zhuang Li looked at him and shook his head slowly.

"No," she said, "I came here just to see you, and now that I finally see you, I can't go to sleep."

See him? Shen Qing was slightly startled, what do you mean you came to see him? Aren't you here to see Bai Ying?

He was about to say something, but suddenly his eyes narrowed and he saw Zhuang Li entangled in spider silk. He raised his hand and waved it, and a long knife appeared in his hand.

Under the white night sky, the long knife exuded a faint light.

"What do you want to do!" Shen Qing shouted, strumming the strings in his hand.

The spider thread pulling Zhuang Li suddenly tightened, and Zhuang Li's raised hand was pulled down.

But he still held the long knife tightly in his hand.

The spider silk was pulled and trembled. Zhuang Li slowly raised his hand again, turned his wrist, and pressed the tip of the long knife against his shoulder.

"What do I want to do?" she said, smiling widely. "Of course, tear it down."

As she spoke, she pushed hard, and the long knife penetrated the spider silk wrapped around her shoulders and stabbed behind her.

Spider silk, blood flowers, splash instantly.

"No-"