Chapter Twenty-Three: The Nightmare of the Soul
As if experiencing a dream, Lu Qingyu thought that he had fallen asleep deeply, but when he opened his eyes, he found that he was still sitting in the lobby downstairs, and Chu Xingyun provoked him murderously.
"How can it be exactly the same as yesterday? Am I still dreaming? Lu Qingyu tried to shake his head, trying to make himself more sober, but he knew that he was indeed in reality, so what was the scene that was happening now?
"Is there really a time lag that I'm unfortunate enough to be caught up in?" When Lu Qingyu thought of this, even if he was as calm as him, he still trembled in fear.
There was a gentle and pleasant sound of the piano in the courtyard, Lu Qingyu already knew who was playing, in order to confirm that he had indeed fallen into the cycle of time, he still followed the people attracted by the sound of the piano into the courtyard, everything was the same as what he had seen yesterday: in the dim sun, a mysterious woman wearing a black veil stroked the piano elegantly and calmly, and then her piano sound stopped abruptly, and then said the same thing to Lu Qingyu, Lu Qingyu couldn't help but go to Hengsheng Pharmacy again. What happened there later did not change at all, he still exchanged the four swordsmanship for the four herbs, and he didn't return to the inn until the end of the year, and the stupid shopkeeper was still waiting for him. In the same way, he saw the black cat, and he also saw him captured by the head of the Mai Sect, and saw him turn the black cat into blood and drink it all. It was as if history was repeating itself, and everything was so real that he had to believe that he was indeed drawn into the vortex of time, repeating what happened on the same day.
"Tomorrow will be like this!" Lu Qingyu fell asleep nervously.
Sure enough, when he woke up and opened his eyes again, he found that he was sitting at the dining table in the middle of the hall again, and he was talking to Chu Xingyun coldly, and he already knew what was going to happen next.
That's it, one day, two days, three days...... In the past, Lu Qingyu himself doesn't remember how many days have passed, because every day is the same for him, he is actually living today every day. The feeling is painful, anxious and overwhelming. Even if his faith is as firm as his, he can still feel that his spirit and will are being consumed bit by bit, even if he is conceited and intelligent, but he cannot break free from the whirlpool of time. In his opinion, there is no such thing as knowing in life, which is simply more terrible than death. If he can forget what happened today every time he sleeps, and wake up the next day as a new day full of creative opportunities, then it is not terrible, but what is terrible is that he remembers that if he continues like this, he can already predict his fate, either suicide or madness.
This night, Lu Qingyu's spirit was on the verge of collapse, and he had already thought of the best way to get out of this time vortex, which was to end his life and end this endless reincarnation. Before that, he decided to visit Zihua, although in terms of time, he had only not seen her for half a day, but he knew in his heart that he had not seen her for a long, long time.
Gently pushing open the door, Zihua was still lying on the bed, sleeping soundly, exhaling like an orchid, without even changing his position, just like when he left.
As soon as he saw Zihua, Lu Qingyu's heart suddenly had a strong and affectionate tenderness, and he felt that he was not alone.
He sat down beside her silently, carefully examining the sleeping face in front of him, and he was surprised to find that Zihua was so beautiful, it is not an exaggeration to describe it in the four words "Alluring the country and the city". At this moment, the woman's sleeping face was quiet and peaceful, completely devoid of the usual alertness and cunning.
Lu Qingyu's tenderness was even worse, and he actually reached out to caress this perfect face that was almost heavenly, the skin of the tentacles was as smooth as silk satin, delicate as petals, and his fingers suddenly froze, as if he sensed something, and then went to check Zihua's arm.
"Sure enough, I see." Lu Qingyu stood up in surprise, regained the arrogance and arrogance of the overlord, and most importantly, he also regained his faith, "Which fool who is calculating people behind his back, thinks that he can defeat me Lu Qingyu in this way?" It's too much to underestimate me. β
Lu Qingyu slept with his head covered after returning to his room, this was the first time he had sat back and felt so relieved since he entered Dunhuang City, because he knew that when he opened his eyes tomorrow, everything would changeβby his own hands.
The next day, Lu Qingyu opened his eyes again, and sure enough, he was sitting in the center of the hall again, and Chu Xingyun was staring at him with red eyes. At this time, the plump proprietress stood between the sight of the two, crossed her waist and stomped her feet and said: "No matter how you say it, the old lady is also the place of the official family, how can you be allowed to come nonsense!" Lu Qingyu smiled and said, "I like Hu Lai." Like a swimming dragon, he flexibly bypassed the wide body of the proprietress and drew his sword and stabbed at Chu Xingyun, Chu Xingyun's face changed slightly, his right hand pulled out the saber on the table, and pressed it on the table with his left hand, and he bounced his body up more than a foot, and slashed it diagonally from above, reaching Lu Qingyu's Tianling Gai, Lu Qingyu also flew up, dodging this lightning blow in a flash, and his left hand grabbed Chu Xingyun's wrist holding the sword and pressed it hard, and the sword body sank into the ground, and it was difficult to pull it out for a while. Seeing that he was invincible, Sikong Rennan swung his heavy sword to rush up, Lu Qingyu's body was extremely fast, and when his wrist was not raised, he quickly and accurately hit the column on Sikong Rennan's arm with the hilt of the sword, Taiyuan, Daling, and Shenmen's four acupuncture points, Sikong Rennan's wrist strength was sealed, and he naturally couldn't swing the heavy sword, and he was defeated undefeated. Han Yuxiu didn't want to do anything with Lu Qingyu, but seeing that he was really bullied, for the sake of the old man's face, he also had to fight with him, but his hand-to-hand combat moves were very shallow, and if he used a hidden weapon, he must have a distance advantage, but it was a pity that Lu Qingyu's body was extremely fast, how could he easily distance himself from him, and a single move to shift the phantom was so fast that Han Yuxiu was unpredictable, just when he wanted to use the "Thousand Needles", Lu Qingyu didn't know when he was standing by his side, and his sword blade was on his needle sac.
"I'm sure you don't want to see your own poisonous needles in your belly." Lu Qingyu said with a smile.
"I really don't want to." Han Hugh calmly let go of his hand.
Lu Qingyu removed his sword, stretched his arm slightly, and showed a very comfortable expression: "Sure enough, activity is good for the body." He looked sideways and saw that the Mai men had sat down in a corner of the lobby. Lu Qingyu strode forward, put the sword on the spot, and said to the person in charge: "The boss lady is scared, and I don't have time to greet you." Do you want three rooms, one for you and one for the rest? The person in charge raised his head in surprise, and was facing Lu Qingyu with a miserable white face: "How do you know?" Lu Qingyu smiled: "Isn't that black cat delicious, your martial arts are increased by drinking the corpse of a master, right?" It's disgusting and shameless! β
The man was so angry that he stood up: "I don't like to make trouble, if you repeatedly use persecutive words, you will not be polite." β
Lu Qingyu said: "Okayββ, I feel very tired today, and I am looking for someone to practice." β
At this moment, there was a melodious sound of the piano in the courtyard. Although the sound quality is the same, the music is different, Lu Qingyu couldn't help but feel ashamed in her heart: "It turns out that she plays different pieces every day, and I actually ignored such an obvious thing." Then he gritted his teeth, put the sword back into its scabbard, and waved to the cadres of the Mai Sect and said, "Don't fight." After he made such a fuss, the beautiful sound of the piano became unattractive, and everyone's thoughts seemed to be all on him, for fear that this strong martial arts and arrogant and unruly person would come to find trouble again, so his nerves were tense all the time, and he had no time to care about the music in his ears, and naturally no one went to the courtyard to watch.
Lu Qingyu sat back in her place leisurely, casually beating the powerful and long and tactful piano sound.
After a short time, the sound of the piano finally stopped, and the masked woman walked in with the piano in her arms.
Lu Qingyu arched her hand and smiled at her: "The girl's music is really comfortable and wonderful, and it smells like a spring breeze and a rock spring." β
The masked woman said: "The Venerable Lord must also be a person who is proficient in music and rhythm, why don't you come to the courtyard to discuss with the slave family?" β
Lu Qingyu straightened her clothes disappreciatively: "I'm afraid of the heat, but it's cool in the house." β
The masked woman's face changed slightly, but she was veiled, and others couldn't see it. She glanced up at Zihua's room: "Your female companion is struggling in the torment and pain of internal fire and cracked skin, doesn't the lord care at all?" β
Lu Qingyu asked matter-of-factly, "Then should I go and grab a few flavors of medicine for her?" β
Before the masked woman could speak, Lu Qingyu said again: "It's just that I think I seem to have enough medicine." As soon as he finished speaking, his body was already swept up like a swallow, and the Xiangfei sword came out in response to the woman's eyebrows.
The masked woman's eyes widened in shock, but her body did not move, as if she was stunned, until the shape of the tip of the sword appeared in her pupils, and a crystal teardrop condensed in her bright starry eyes, and the sword that Lu Qingyu had never hesitated to use since it was unsheathed also stopped at this moment.
The plump proprietress became lighter, and unexpectedly stopped in front of Lu Qingyu, and quickly formed a handprint in her hand, and a strong momentum approached the tip of Lu Qingyu's sword, and his people were also forced to retreat a few steps.
"I didn't think you were an idle person!" Lu Qingyu secretly clenched the hilt of his sword, and he had the potential to kill them all, because he could tolerate being considered cold, cruel, or even despicable, but he could never be regarded as stupid.
These two people just committed his taboo.
The proprietress grabbed the masked woman and said hurriedly, "What are you doing in a daze?" Not running yet? After the dazzling golden sand floated by, the two disappeared without a trace, including the person from the Mai Sect and a few shopkeepers.
"What the hell is going on?" Chu Xingyun and the others woke up like a big dream, but they still didn't understand the situation at all.
"Sunny and rainy!" A door upstairs was opened urgently, Zihuaqiang rushed downstairs with his sick body, and threw himself into Lu Qingyu's arms: "I saw you in danger in my dream, I really want to wake up and help you, but someone always pours me **, I can't get up, I'm really afraid of you ......"
Lu Qingyu stroked her black hair like a waterfall and said with a smile: "You thought you were awake but you were in a dream, I thought I was actually awake in a dream." Fortunately, it's all gone. He suddenly remembered something, "What did you just call me?" β
"I ......" Zihua realized that she had lost her mouth for a while, just because she was too concerned about Lu Qingyu's safety.
"You'll call me that from now on!" In fact, at this time, Lu Qingyu's heart was indescribably happy and happy, because since he became the lord, no one would call him that.
"Now let's get down to business! What are you trying to do? Chu Xingyun slapped the table very impatiently.
"Okay, out of this inn, we are the opposite again, before that, I can answer your doubts." Lu Qingyu sat down first, "If I'm not mistaken, seven days ago, when we used force like today, we had already been tricked. β
Zihua casually fished in the air, and then spread out her palm, and saw a blue flame gathered in her hand, and there seemed to be some black particles in the flames: "This is the Gu in your body, if I don't need to burn them with the fire of my mind, you won't be able to see them at all." In fact, there are this tiny Gu worms suspended everywhere in this inn that cannot be seen with the naked eye, as long as you step in with both feet, you will inevitably be tricked, but the harm of this kind of Gu worm is not great, it will just make people's thinking stagnant, and even memory stagnate. β
Chu Xingyun asked suspiciously, "You mean seven days ago?" β
Lu Qingyu said: "What, do you think you are always repeating the same day?" β
Chu Xingyun blushed when he asked this: "How do you know?" β
Lu Qingyu said: "Because I am too, in fact, we were trapped in a series of hints from the beginning. Take me as an example, the plot in my memory is that I was persuaded by the wine of the proprietress to fight with you, and then everyone was attracted by the sound of the piano in the courtyard, and they came forward to watch, and then I went to Hengsheng Pharmacy to exchange four tricks for four potions, and finally I saw the boss of the Mai Sect drinking a cat under the moonlit night. β
Zihua said: "Because of the influence of the Gu worm, your brain is so numb that you lose the ability to think and create for yourself, just keep repeating what happened on the first day, and the person who goes down to the Gu also keeps arranging the same plot, which makes you mistakenly think that you are really experiencing the same day repeatedly." In fact, what Mai Sect, what Hengsheng Pharmacy, does not exist at all. β
Han Hugh was stunned: "To wear down our will and kill us to death?!" β
Lu Qingyu sighed: "No matter how good the endurance is, no matter how strong the willpower is, the person can't withstand such mental torture." β
Chu Xingyun looked at him coldly and asked, "How did you wake up?" β
Lu Qingyu squinted at Zihua: "It's thanks to her." β
Zihua was taken aback, pointed to his nose and asked, "Iββ? I've been sleeping a lot! When did I help you? β
Lu Qingyu said: "But the sunburn on your face has healed, and it is as bright and shining as before, if time really stands still on the same day, your current face should not be able to see people." β
Zihua was still complacent about the words "bright and shiny", but when she heard Lu Qingyu say "can't see people", she immediately pouted.
Lu Qingyu said: "The fact that I can walk into Zihua's room means that I have done something different from seven days ago, so I will wake up, in fact, I could have done a lot of different things than seven days ago, but because my mind is always imprisoned in a fixed framework, I ignore the change." Only change can create. β
Han Hugh realized: "I see." I admired Lu Qingyu in my heart.
Sikong Rennan is a very realistic person, and then pleaded with Zihua: "Please also ask the girl to remove the poisonous Gu from our body for us." β
Zihua said with a smile: "The Gu worms on your body have already died on their own the moment they started fighting with Lord Lu Zun, because the life of this phantom Gu is very fragile, especially afraid of heat, once the human brain regains its self-consciousness, they will not be able to survive from the heat generated by the active cranial nerves. β
Chu Xingyun sneered and arched his hand: "Then, Lord Lu, we will have a meeting later." Got up and left his seat, striding out the door, Han Yuxiu and Sikong Rennan naturally followed with a hurry.
Zihua let out a long breath: "In the future, we will have to guard against Dugu Ningke, I always feel that she is not just a proud princess in the imperial city, I have always underestimated her." β
Lu Qingyu said: "What do you say? β
Zihua said: "Because I think that this Phantom Gu and the Phantom Heart Gu lurking in the two corpses are the 'masterpieces' of the same person, these two Gu worms are tiny creatures suspended in the air, and their lives are extremely fragile and difficult to cultivate and manipulate." In addition, their biggest characteristic is that they are afraid of fire and heat. The difference is that the Phantom Heart Gu is more toxic, and it can even make people completely forget themselves and become a tool for the Gu Mother's consciousness manipulation. β
Lu Qingyu said: "So, Zhuo Yingqiao said that at the Luoyang Night Banquet, when the black-clothed warlock proposed a competition with his mind on fire, Dugu Ningke's face changed greatly, and he didn't kill him, but the black-clothed warlock vomited blood and died, it is very likely that Dugu Ningke himself secretly killed him, because she didn't want the Gu worms in the air to encounter the fire." β
Zihua sighed: "If that's the case, Dugu Ningke is not simple, not only her ability to play Gu, but also her ability to kill people invisibly. β
Lu Qingyu couldn't help but change color: "Come to think of it, if Chu Xingyun and I are stopped here, then the final winner of the battle for the treasure mirror of Hashiku will only be the imperial court." He suddenly became a little anxious: "In that case, we have to leave quickly." β
Zihua looked around reluctantly: "Actually, this place is still quiet and elegant, and staying here for a few days is far more comfortable than rushing to the wind and sand." β
Lu Qingyu was a little ashamed: "Your body is just right, it is not suitable to trek through mountains and rivers, and you are overworked." Why don't you just rest here, I'll pick you up after I'm done, and then go back to Roselle Palace together?! β
Zihua's eyes lit up, and she asked excitedly, "With you...... Get back? β
Lu Qingyu said with high interest: "You are so skilled, you can help me succeed,...... I need your abilities. β
Zihua's expression then darkened: "It's because of this!" She hung her head silently, but was disappointed and hurt. But let's ask, if you fall in love with a man like Lu Qingyu, how can you not be prepared to be injured. In his heart, he can't pretend to be anything else except the world, this kind of thing is just a boring fetter in his eyes, he always uses everything and everything around him as much as possible as the supreme king, she is just willing to be used. Sometimes she wished he could deliberately say sweet words to coax her and keep her because he needed her abilities. But he has never, Lu Qingyu will never do such a thing, so she is not only a willing fool, but also a fool who knowingly commits it.
"Let's hit the road!" Zihua restrained her sentimentality, as if she intended to tease, "It's too late, the lord is going to miss this number one beauty in the Western Regions." β
Lu Qingyu also ignored it, and only secretly said in his heart: "No matter what kind of beauty and ugliness you are, my purpose is only the Kunlun Mirror, if you don't give it, I will take it hard." β
The two of them sorted out their baggage, led the horses out of the door, and then they were shocked by the scene in front of them, it turned out that they were not in the market at all, but in the west corner of Dunhuang City, in a ruin, as far as the eye could see, there were some adobe and ruins all around, devastated everywhere, desolate.
Zihua secretly exclaimed: "It's such a powerful transfiguration technique, even I have been deceived." Lu Qingyu pulled out the fire folds on the spot and lit the rag strip with the words "Youlaiju" written on it: "This ghost place, I almost committed suicide in a hurry, but I still burned it." "Pull Zihua and drive away.
The fire spread, and with the help of the wind, it turned into a raging fire, and two faint figures appeared in the flames, it was the masked woman and another strange woman in red.
I only heard the woman in red say very sincerely: "The last time I fought in the bamboo forest outside the Beijing Division, I was offended. The voice is as charming as that coquettish Jin Sanniang, but her body is much slimmer and her appearance is very beautiful.
The masked woman said: "I only said that your transfiguration technique is powerful, but I didn't expect that your disguise technique is also seamless, even now, I can't believe that you are the person who pretended to be Yuwen Tuo last time." β
The woman Hongyi became serious: "This mission failed, and I have to rush back to confess to the master." β
The masked woman smiled hatefully: "What kind of person is he, how can he be defeated by mere others." And you remember, she is your master, not mine. Hum! I really wanted to rush back and ask her why she wanted to attack him. β
The woman in red said, "If you always attack your master with this attitude, you can't guarantee that she won't take your life in anger." β
The masked woman said disdainfully: "It doesn't seem easy for her to take my life. β
The woman in red smiled slightly mockingly: "But for him, it's as easy as a hand, I really didn't expect him to draw his sword from you, but you don't dodge." β
"Shut up!" The masked woman glared at the woman in red fiercely, her gaze cold enough to extinguish the raging fire.
The woman in red immediately shut up, she knew that although the eyes of the woman in front of her could extinguish the fire, her mind could burn a person to death, she had learned and tasted the bitterness.
"Did you really want to kill me?" The masked woman's eyes became sad and distant, and in the distance, the familiar figure had gradually disappeared in the rolling yellow sand, and her heart was about to drip blood.