Chapter 52: The Dream of the First Year of Eternal Winter
Xue Wuzhi seized the opportunity, raised his hand to bite his fingertips, and smeared the blood on the spine of Duchen's sword, and the blood-colored runes on the sword body became more and more bright.
He erected the Duchen sword in front of him, the blade of the sword against his forehead, and the blood-colored charm slowly flew away from the sword, hovering around Jianheng and Yunzhao in a ring.
"The spirit binding god spells the heart of the god, devours the atmosphere of filth, the mind is upright, and the life is ...... to nourish the gods"
"Yun Zhao" just screamed, the black gas around her surged, seeing Heng hurriedly raised his hand to cover her mouth, and pressed Yun Zhao with the strength of breastfeeding, his hands trembled non-stop, and he didn't dare to look at Yun Zhao's snow-white and terrifying eyes at all.
Jiusi and Pillow Kun guarded the three of them to prevent the invasion of black gas.
"Luo Qianshang God, robbing evil and defending the truth,
The true element of the mind makes me understand the ......"
Xue Wuzhi's words stopped suddenly, the sweat on his forehead dripped on his eyelashes, his lips became whiter and whiter, and blue-black fingerprints appeared on his neck.
He swallowed with difficulty, looked at Yun Zhao's resentful and blood-filled eyes, and under the coercion released by the woman in yellow, he choked on the blood foam word by word and slowly spoke.
"Thinking of gods binds ghosts, and Dao Qi lasts forever.
Haste as a lawβ"
"Yun Zhao" let out a huge roar that was not at all human, and those blood-red eyes stared at Xue Wuzhi deadly, and then reluctantly closed it.
With a blue and black face and no legs, she lay calmly on the ground, like a dead corpse.
The huge nine tails shook off the plague ghost that pounced on him, and as soon as the red clothes appeared, Yun Zhao's body fell into Jiusi's arms, he sat down cross-legged, held the person in his arms carefully, and then raised his eyes and looked at Xue Wuzhi vigilantly, "When will you wake up?"
Xue Wuzhi withdrew the blood talisman and put the dust into the sheath, his lips were so white that it seemed that he would fall down in the next second, "I can't control that demon spirit, I can only temporarily bind it for an hour, Yun Zhao's soul is imprisoned by it somewhere else, I have to find Yun Zhao's soul before the demon spirit wakes up." β
"But how do we know where Yun Zhao's soul is?!" Seeing Heng touching the goosebumps on his arms, he never wanted to see the terrifying Yun Zhao who was "possessed" again!
"It stands to reason that as soon as the demon spirit retreats, Xiao Zhao can find her body, and now she hasn't woken up, which means that the place where she was imprisoned has bewildered her," Xue Wuzhi said in a deep voice, "It's because the door of the confinement has been opened, and she hasn't found out." β
Pillow Kun pondered, "Huang Yi once made a blood pact with Yun Zhao in the illusion I created, so I can enter her dream, but I can't be sure where she is trapped, if you look for it slowly, an hour is not enough." β
"I know where it is," Jiusi brushed away the dust from Yun Zhao's hair, his eyes were full of pity, and when he lifted it, there was only sadness in his peach blossom eyes, "...... In Satenmonmon, the first year of eternal winter, between the 3rd and 5th of January. β
Xue Wuzhi's expression was complicated, looking at Jiusi's movements, but in the end he didn't speak.
Pillow Kun didn't bother to look at the undercurrent between the two, and a transparent silk thread glowing with blue light turned out in his palm, he tied one end to Yun Zhao's little finger, and handed the other end to Xue Wuzhi.
He didn't say what it was for, and Xue Wuzhi didn't ask, so he tied it to the same position in his hand without saying a word.
"I don't have enough time, I have to have two people go with me," Pillow Kun looked at the crowd, and his eyes swept past the timid Jianheng with some disgust, "There is one person left to stay here, resist the plague ghosts, and guard Yun Zhao's original body." β
"I'm guarding her. Jiusi lowered his head, his black hair hanging down in front of him, as if there was only one person in his arms in heaven and earth.
"I'll go. Xue Wuzhi looked at the pillow kun, and saw that Heng also hurriedly agreed.
The two of them sat down cross-legged, calming their minds and mindfulness, the pillow kun turned into the original Gu beads, and the blue light source continued to flow out of the Gu beads, as if because of the reason why they had absorbed a part of the Qishan Vine Demon Demon Pill last time, the blue light was even more spectacular than usual, gathering into a light barrier to surround the two of them in the middle.
......
It was pitch black in the sea of knowledge, and there was only a faint blue light in front of him to guide the way, and the blue light became more and more abundant, until the point of light was so big that it completely covered Xue Wuzhi inside, and he had to raise his sleeves to block his eyes.
When everything was calm, a cool breeze blew, and Xue Wuzhi put down his hand, and there was a completely unfamiliar place in front of him.
In the winter snow melting season, the crisp sound of spring water is next to your ears, and you can see the lush trees, the treetops are dotted with green and tender shoots, and the air between breaths is fresh and refreshing.
At the foot is a smooth bluestone slab staircase, which extends upwards, as if leading to some paradise. Occasionally, one or two squirrels scurrying through the snow in search of food add another touch of freshness to the quiet winter scene.
Xue Wuzhi was shocked when he saw Hengzheng, this illusion was much better than he imagined, but he didn't blame Heng, if he wanted to blame it, he always made up nightmares for him before to scare him.
The initiator stood aside, and the elegant bamboo-patterned green clothes were worn by him gracefully, and his face was still indifferent and a little impatient.
He didn't pay attention to Jianheng's belly, and raised his feet and walked up the bluestone steps.
"For an hour in the world, I don't know how many ten days have passed in my dream, let's go quickly. β
"What should we do?" Xue Wuzhi asked, looking at Pillow Kun.
Several people walked to the end of the stairs together, two stone pillars were erected beside the mountain gate, and two or three young disciples ran past several people, taking care of themselves and playing around the mountain gate.
"They can't see us, as if they ......" Seeing Heng beckoning to a few of the little disciples of Zuotianmen.
"The dream is controlled by the master's consciousness, and before Yun Zhao wakes up, we can only watch from the sidelines and cannot interfere. β
Pillow Kun looked at Xue Wuzhi, "This dream realm is composed of the symbiosis of memory and demons, the dream realm is composed of the third day of the first month and the fourth day of the first month, the third day is the memory, and the fourth day is the demon realm. β
"Now it's the three-day memory layer, after entering the four-day demon realm, reality and inner demons converge, and it is very easy to fall into demons, and this thread in Xue Daochang's hand can hold her at a critical time, so that she will not fall into the demon path. β
Xue Wuzhi looked at the cyan silk thread on his little finger, wrapped it lightly, and carefully held it in his palm, "How do you wake her up?"
"The time is random, it's three days now, I'll look for an opportunity to open the cracks in the dream realm," Pillow Kun turned his head and looked at Jian Heng and Xue Wuzhi.
"You are all her closest people, and as soon as the crack is opened, she shouts her name aloud, and shouts a hundred words, and one of them must be heard by her...... If she could wake up, she would find her own. β
The two nodded and wrote it down, but when they really did it, they realized that Pillow Kun was just easy to say.
"Where is Yun Zhao?" Whenever Jian Heng saw someone, he immediately ran over to look at their faces, and none of them were Yun Zhao he was familiar with.
Xue Wuzhi stood up and shook his head, and several little disciples in gray cloth in front of him also jumped and ran away.
Seeing Heng panting and running, he suddenly thought of something and stopped, his eyes lit up, "I remembered, if I follow the memory line, Yun Zhao should be in her senior brother's ......room at this time."
"That's right!" he ran to Xue Wuzhi and looked at the pillow kun again with a grin, "When I was in Taiqing Mountain before, Yun Zhao told me! On this day, she should have gone down the mountain with her junior brother to get into trouble, and she is asleep at Senior Brother Yun Qi's place at this time!"
Xue Wuzhi slowly raised his eyes and repeated blankly, "Yun Qi?"