While thinking about these questions, Ming Chuan also felt the doubts in the heart of the exorcist. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info: It seems that this man doesn't know what's going on.

He walked briskly to the bank of the river, and leaned into the water.

The inky water emitted a strong fishy stench, which made him unconsciously raise his hand to cover his mouth and nose.

The calm water rolled as if it had been boiled, making a gurgling sound and emitting huge bubbles.

Suddenly, a pitch-black vine crawled out of the water along the dirt of the river, like a thick water snake, and slammed into the exorcist's ankle.

Ming Chuan felt a huge pull that jerked him downward, trying to drag him into the water.

The exorcist was obviously defenseless, and was pulled by this, slipped and fell to the ground, and in just an instant, half of his body was already submerged in the water.

Ming Chuan wanted to resist, but he couldn't control this body, so he could only passively feel and watch.

A biting chill spread from his feet, causing him to feel a pang of pain.

This reminded him of the scene he had encountered when he teamed up with Gao Shan Ling to deal with the river monster before, so he didn't feel panicked. At the same time, he also sensed the mood of the exorcist, and he was also very calm.

The river suddenly swelled and pulled up in the middle.

Pitch-black, stinking water fell overhead, like a shower.

Then, a monster gradually revealed its form in front of everyone.

Is that......

"Lord Mingchuan, Lord Mingchuan!" Ying Lan's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and when Ming Chuan heard the voice, he turned his head suddenly, and saw a dark face with no facial features, leaning in front of him.

"Hah!" Ming Chuan was startled, swung his fist over, and smashed into the middle of the "face" with a snap, smashing it out of a depression.

"Woo woo...... Shadow Lan covered her "face" and shrank her whole body, letting out a whimper.

Ming Chuan was a little stunned, and as soon as he sat up, he felt a whirlwind and a headache.

After covering his forehead for a long time, he realized that he was able to control his body freely.

Looking around, there was no dark river, no panicked crowds, no "Mr. Jia" face that always made him feel uncomfortable.

Ming Chuan was suddenly a little dissatisfied in his heart.

He still wants to see what the monster in the river looks like.

Although it was in his sleep, Ming Chuan could feel that this ghost that suddenly appeared was very powerful and difficult to deal with.

He wanted to see what the exorcist would do.

However, after watching the process of the exorcist sealing Luo Yan, it can be regarded as a big gain, combined with Luo Yan's description before, he already has a considerable understanding of the sealing talisman array.

And through the body of the exorcist in the dream, he is also equivalent to the actual operation, which can be regarded as a brush of proficiency.

Thinking of this, Ming Chuan immediately turned over and got out of bed, picked up the charm and compared it in the room, and quickly strengthened his memory while it was fresh.

After the comparison was finished, Ming Chuan felt that he had almost memorized it, so he breathed a sigh of relief and sat back on the edge of the bed.

It was only then that he noticed that there was something strange about him.

His body, down to the waist, was soaked.

When the bed was lifted, the quilt and sheets were not spared.

The jet-black water stains emitted a fishy stench, and it was clearly not ordinary tap water.

This is, the water of the Meri River.

Ming Chuan frowned, just now he was only thinking about recalling the sealing talisman array, and his mind was so focused that he didn't even notice this. Recalling his previous dream, when he was about to wake up, he was indeed dragged into the river, and half of his body was submerged in the river.

It seems that this is indeed no ordinary dream.

Dreams that are connected to reality, and they are still connected to realities that have been separated by decades, directly ignoring time and space, and connecting the realities on both sides through dreams. Rao is Mingchuan has never heard of this situation.

"Lord Mingchuan, what's wrong?" Ying Lan had been puzzled, not knowing what was going on with his master.

As soon as he woke up, he punched himself, then he walked around the room, and now he stared at the water-soaked bed in a daze, even though they were now connected and could feel each other's mood and emotions, it had no idea what Mingchuan was crazy about.

Also, the owner has been sleeping, where did the water in this bed come from......?

Yinglan lowered her head and glanced at Mingchuan's soaked pants.

Uh, is this bedwetting?

Ming Chuan suddenly raised his hand and punched Ying Lan again.

"Oops. Ying Lan wailed, and her face, which had no facial features, made an expression of grievance and doubt.

Ming Chuan shook his arm, although he didn't know what Ying Lan was thinking just now, but suddenly he had a feeling that he wanted to beat it, so he moved directly.

Ignoring the other party's wails, Ming Chuan changed his wet clothes and pants and bed.

Glancing out the window, the sky was a little dark, and Mingchuan asked with some wonder, "What time is it?"

"Huh?" Ying Lan covered her head and turned her head to look at the wall clock, and said blankly, "Half past seven." ”

"It's only so early?" Mingchuan yawned. For him, before nine o'clock is considered early.

"It's not early, it's getting dark. Ying Lan said.

"Huh?" Ming Chuan looked carefully, and sure enough, the sun was setting outside the window, and a little stars appeared in the sky, "I slept all day?" No wonder my stomach was so hungry.

"yes, I can't wake up no matter how much I scream. Shadow nodded. It shouted Mingchuan several times, but there was no movement at all, which made it bored all day.

Scratching his hair, Ming Chuan wondered, "This situation is not right." ”

Raising his eyelids and glancing at Ying Lan, this guy seems to have lived for a long time, and he doesn't know if he's heard of this kind of thing.

After thinking about it, Ming Chuan recounted his strange dream and asked, "Do you know what's going on?"

"Huh?" Ying Lan was also a little surprised when she heard this, and said suspiciously, "My lord, have you fallen for some spell?"

"Spells?" Ming Chuan frowned slightly, "There shouldn't be one in the image." Then again, if I fall under a spell, shouldn't you feel it?"

"If it weren't for an offensive spell that wouldn't have done you any harm, I wouldn't have felt it. "How can a spell that you can't even detect yourself?

"Really?" Mingchuan sat on the edge of the bed and muttered for a moment, "Do you know what kind of spell can cause such a result?"

"Uh...... Hmm......" Ying Lan tilted her head and thought for a long time, then finally shook her head and said, "I can't remember." ”