Chapter 20: The House of Deliberations

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Gao Chengyang was even more uncomfortable with such an intimate attitude towards Xuan Zhen, and he turned back to look at the old beggar again and again.

The old beggar laughed rather maliciously.

He meant it clearly.

Look, don't let you save it, save the follow-up trouble, right?

Gao Chengyang was helpless, and was about to explain to Xuan Zhen, but Xuan Ge suddenly lost his breath, and while his breath was disordered, his body twitched violently.

"Little Xuange," Gao Chengyang reacted the fastest, hugging Xuange's soft body and smoothing her down, "Grandpa, what's wrong with her?" Gao Chengyang asked anxiously.

Xuan Zhen was also busy holding Xuan Ge's hands, and his eyes quickly turned red.

"Brother, I'm fine!" Xuan Ge said with difficulty.

Her eyelids were pulled down, her breath was heavy, and she struggled to speak.

The old beggar was still leisurely, but when he saw Xuan Ge's sudden emergency, his eyes sharpened.

No, the magnetic field in the room has changed.

He sniffed hard, and a vague smell wafted through the air.

He set his eyes on Xuan Fanghui, who was flustered.

There is something wrong with this woman.

"Xiaoge, what's wrong with you?" Xuan Zhen's heart pulled up again, and the hand holding Xuan Ge couldn't close his fingers.

His whole person was suddenly weak, and he was hugged by Fei Jian, this sudden joy and sorrow really made him a little exhausted.

"Master, put Miss on a ventilator!" Fei Jian reminded.

"Yes, yes, quick, ventilators, ventilators, and medical beds, get them, hurry!" Xuan Zhen hurriedly commanded the old butler and asked him to hurry up.

After a while, Xuan Ge was placed on a medical bed with complete medical equipment.

Looking at the bright smiling face on the bed that was still smiling just now, with only one shining kung fu, his breath was weak, and he looked half-dead, Gao Chengyang's heart ached.

He used to go to see the old beggars.

The old beggar shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, making a gesture of powerlessness. "I told you, now it's just verified. He said.

"I'm willing, how can I pick it up? "Gao Chengyang Road.

The old beggar made a silent gesture at him, his eyes swept over Xuan Fanghui, who was surrounding Xuan Ge, and his face was a little more thoughtful. He secretly touched the parchment roll in his arms with one hand, touched Gao Chengyang's hand with the other, closed his eyes, and the moment Gao Chengyang was touched by him, he immediately closed his eyes.

Both of them hung their heads as if they were asleep standing up.

Like the shot cut in the movie, in only 0.1 seconds, the two have come to a dark confined space with a faint blue light, standing opposite each other.

"Grandpa, where is this?"

"This is the council house, you and I have signed a contract, I will be your dream leader in the future, through the contract, we can establish a one-to-one council house at any time in the future. The old beggar said.

Gao Chengyang said in his heart, and said, "Are we communicating consciousness now?"

The old beggar nodded with a smile and said, "Good grandson is very smart, don't worry, our time in the council room is not timed." ”

After saying that, he nunu mouthed and motioned to Gao Chengyang to look down, Gao Chengyang found that they were hovering in the air in the living room, and on the ground of the reception room, Xuan Zhen and several people were still performing their duties without noticing, and the old beggar and himself were still standing in the same posture, and the slight physical contact between the two bodies seemed to fall into a temporary stillness.

The old beggar glanced at Xuan Fanghui and said, "That woman is very problematic, I smell the smell of celery flowers on her body, this kind of flower is only found in the dream world." ”

Gao Chengyang was stunned and said in disbelief: "You mean she is also a dream spirit?"

The old beggar shook his head slowly, vetoing Gao Chengyang's speculation. He said, "She is white, without bones. ”

"What is a white body?"

"It's just humans who can't become dream spirits, and people who won't even know that this world exists for the rest of their lives. The old beggar said.

"Grandpa Tai is saying that Xuan Fanghui has a dream spirit like you around her?" Gao Chengyang said immediately.

The old beggar let out an inexplicable sneer, and he said with some embarrassment: "That dream spirit should not be low-level, at least a dream spirit that has broken through the twenty pulses, because although the celery flower is everywhere in the dream world, it only blooms in the underworld in the dream world. The smell I just smelled was very strong, and it must have been a celery flower that was already in full bloom. ”

"Dreaming Spirit?" Gao Chengyang didn't understand.

"It's the dream spirit cultivated by people in the underworld. For example, I am transformed by the essence of the spirit, and I think I am a demon, and I am called a demon dream spirit. ”

Gao Chengyang nodded and said, "If I cultivate, I will be a human dream spirit?"

The old beggar nodded: "Exactly." ”

"How could there be a dream spirit involved with Xuan Fanghui?" Gao Chengyang wondered.

"I suspect that this little girl has been sick and crooked, and that the image of the oil and lamp drying up on her body is an illusion, not a reality. It was this woman who recruited the Dream Spirit to get a soul locking spell for this little girl, supplemented by the pills refined by Qin Youhua, and it was only a matter of time before the little girl died in Huangquan. The old beggar analyzed, "I don't know, the reason why the celery flower blooms alone in the underworld is because it can hook people's souls, and then eat it with the soul locking spell, then it is really the king of Hades who wants you to die in the third watch, and he will not keep you until the fifth watch, and no one can keep it." ”

Gao Chengyang thought of the conversation between Xuan Fanghui's mother and son that he overheard in the middle of the flower wall in the early morning, and thought of the strangeness of Xuan Ge's disease described by Xuan Zhen, and searched for strange diseases that the world's famous doctors could not cure.

For a moment, both of them were convinced of the Stygian's speculation.

"If this is the case, it is thanks to Mr. Xuan's descendants who invited Fei Liushan by mistake, if it weren't for a pole between them, and there was a spiritual creature green krait snake because of the Lingtong coin you carried, sucked you into the artificial landscape, and your kid waited for the opportunity to call me in to save my life, I killed the snake to get the gall, and you coincidentally fed the snake gall to her, I can't say that this little girl died on the spot. The old beggar continued to reason.

Gao Chengyang suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

It's dangerous!

"What then?" he got anxious.

"This little girl was induced by the celery flower on this woman's body just now, and then she lost her soul again, but with the maintenance of that purple peach spirit grass, it will not be taken away immediately. If this is the case, if you want to save the little girl, you can't just create a few dreams for her, you must find the person behind the soul locking spell, and then try to get the antidote to the celery flower, so that the little girl can save her life. The old beggar said.

Gao Chengyang looked at Xuan Fanghui, who was facing Xuan Ge's care, and was full of disgust in his heart, "Then you still have to work that woman." He said.

"We also have to stabilize Mr. Xuan, if he can stand on our side, the odds are very good. The old beggar said.

"I will make it clear to him, I believe that for the safety of Xiao Xuange, he can carry it. "Gao Chengyang Road.

"Time is short, according to the current state of the little girl, she can only last four or five days at most, and she must take care of things in these days. That's it, let's go!" said the old beggar at last.

Without waiting for Gao Chengyang to answer, the scene in front of the two of them suddenly distorted and deformed, and the dark blue council house disappeared and disintegrated at a speed that could be checked by the naked eye in front of them.

The body paused slightly, and Gao Chengyang, who was originally in the middle of the meeting room, suddenly opened his eyes. He found himself standing in the middle of the parlor, the old beggar withdrawing his hand as fast as lightning, and the two of them were still in front of them the scene they had just suddenly bowed their heads and closed their eyes, as if nothing had happened in the minutes they had spent in the council room.

"Little Xuan Ge, are you okay?" he pretended to be concerned and squeezed forward, stunned to squeeze Xuan Fanghui to the corner between the mobile hospital bed and the wall, separating her from Xuan Ge from a distance.

Seeing Gao Chengyang's performance, Xuan Zhen was very pleased, "Chengyang, you must save Xiaoge! Xiaoge will be your person in the future, and your wife in death." He added with tears in his voice.

Gao Chengyang was petrified in an instant.

Is this a threat to him?

If you don't save yourself, you will lose your wife?

Damn it!

This old fox!

It's too ruthless.