Chapter 87: Nightmare and Reality
Xiao Ash's current practice is to eat meat, absorb essence from meat, and practice.
However, its appetite also grows as the practice progresses.
Yesterday it was less than ten slices of beef, but this morning I ate two servings, and I was not satisfied, until I finished the third serving, and my stomach looked round.
After eating it, it is naturally a sleeping cultivation.
Lin Qianmo carried it home, and it only now did it wake up from its cultivation.
"Six evil thought points, exchange for two primary blood tonic pills, and cultivate the last two phases of the "Great Ming King's Divine Power". After all the ten phases of the body are mastered, my physical body will go further, and when the time comes, I can carry out the cultivation of the fire god fury. ”
Lin Qianmo calculated his cultivation plan for the past few days, "Ten days later, the system will release the next task, I don't know what kind of task it will be?" ”
Immediately, he shook his head, ten days later, his strength will definitely go to another level, for the unknown task, he has no fear of emotions, but has some expectations.
Because completing the task not only means a reward, but also a way for him to obtain evil thoughts.
Only when the evil thought value is sufficient, he can exchange it for blood tonic medicine for cultivation.
Although the aura is recovering, in fact, the aura between heaven and earth is still thin. It is only in certain places that the aura is abundant.
And most of these places with abundant spiritual energy are in the mountains and forests, controlled by the hidden world sect. Part of it is occupied by the underworld organization, and some part falls into the hands of unknown organizations such as Jiuyou.
In fact, no matter what the forces are, only a small number of people are destined to be able to cultivate in the cultivation treasure land.
They are either extremely gifted cultivators, or their elders have cultivated to a high level, and their descendants have been polished.
There is no such thing as absolute fairness in this world, and the same is true of spiritual practice.
This is what Lin Qianmo learned in the electronic archives.
"Fortunately, I have a system, other people's cultivation relies on the aura of heaven and earth, and my cultivation relies on ghosts to obtain evil thought points, not necessarily slower than them, maybe one day in the future, even surpass them!"
Lin Qianmo's eyes shone brightly.
Not being able to cultivate in the cultivation treasure land does not mean that he does not want to.
When you embark on the path of cultivation, you are inseparable from the word strife.
Fight is to fight with people and fight with the sky!
Fighting is fighting with ghosts, fighting with life!
"One day in the future, those cultivation treasures will definitely have my share!"
Temporarily pressing the ambition in his heart, Lin Qianmo took out the mobile phone in his pocket and looked at it, since early in the morning, the mobile phone has been ringing non-stop, and he has not had time to pay attention to it.
Click on the chat software and see that there are 99+ words on the high school class group.
The rest was messages from friends who were close to him, such as Chen Yang Shuhui and Li Xianjiang, asking him what his score was and which university he was going to apply for.
At noon yesterday, Lin Qianmo inquired about the college entrance examination scores under the witness of his parents. As in the previous life, the score is 539, not one point more, not one point less.
His parents asked him which university he wanted to apply to.
Lin Qianmo blurted out, Hanwu University of Science and Technology.
The province is also the university of the city.
Maybe he still has some obsession in his heart!
After returning to Chen Yang Shuhui and them, Lin Qianmo clicked on the news of the class group.
The above news is all about how much your personal score is and what kind of school you can apply for.
Until one of the students asked: Do you know why the school started early this year?
The direction of discussion in the group has changed.
"So you know?"
"I don't know."
"Then you talk!"
"Uh...... (paddling water emoji). ”
"I guess someone knows."
"Who?"
"Yang Shao should know!"
Yang Qifeng, who was looking through the news, had a black line on his head, and hurriedly rejected the message: "Don't talk nonsense, I don't know." ”
Lin Qianmo made a playful expression of a minion wearing sunglasses.
Zhang Chen: "......"
Seeing this, the corners of Lin Qianmo's mouth hooked up a smile, put down the phone, called the system in his heart, and after exchanging the blood tonic pill, he began to cultivate.
……
It's nightfall again.
The dark sky was foggy, obscuring the bright stars and the silver moon in the sky.
The weather is hot and muggy, and it seems to indicate that tomorrow's weather will be heavy rain after a long drought.
Li Mengyan's house.
During the day, after Li Mengyan cried, she informed Zhang An of what happened at night.
After hearing this, Zhang An didn't believe it at first, thinking that Li Mengyan had a nightmare.
It wasn't until Li Mengyan took Zhang An to the kitchen and saw the undried blood stains on the cutting board and the gaps on the kitchen knife that Zhang An believed the facts.
His face was pale, frightened and terrified, no one in their family had somnambulism, let alone genetics or anything like that. And in the twenty-seven years of his life, it was the first time such a strange thing had happened.
The two sat for a while.
At Li Mengyan's suggestion, Zhang An went to the psychiatric department of the hospital for an examination.
Due to the psychology of medical control, Zhang An concealed part of the truth from the doctor, only saying that he was sleepwalking at night.
After a series of examinations, the doctor prescribed some calming drugs and told him to pay attention to rest.
Zhang An returned home with a fluke mentality and told Li Mengyan that he should be fine after taking the medicine.
What she saw last night, although Li Mengyan was frightened, her love for her lover made her believe Zhang An's words.
After making out for a while, the two rested early.
Late at night.
Li Mengyan had a nightmare, she dreamed that she was in a remote place in the wilderness, her vision was only about one meter, and it was pitch black all around, the wind was blowing, and strange cries came and went.
She was very scared and panicked, calling Zhang An's name, hoping that he would show up to protect her.
Suddenly, Li Mengyan felt a chill in her back, as if an ice cube was placed behind her.
She cautiously turned her head sideways, but saw that it was Zhang An, who she loved deeply, standing behind her!
The expression on Zhang An's face was hideous, with a mouthful of white teeth, blood stains on the white teeth, and a pair of cold eyes stared at Li Mengyan mercilessly.
"Husband, you...... You ......"
Before she could finish speaking, Zhang Anyang picked up the notched kitchen knife that chopped meat and bones in his right hand and swung it down violently.
Li Mengyan's face suddenly turned bloodless, her whole body was cold, and her eyes showed despair......
"Ah!!h
Li Mengyan screamed and was awakened from her sleep.
She was covered in cold sweat, her face was pale, she turned over and sat up, and it took more than ten seconds for her to wake up.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's just a dream."
She patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Husband, I just had a nightmare, what a terrible nightmare."
Li Mengyan subconsciously shouted Zhang An, but as soon as she turned her head, the frightened meaning that had just calmed down enveloped her whole body again.
At this time, Zhang Anzheng was standing on the left side of the bed, standing facing her. Zhang An's expression was cold, there were fresh blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and a pair of green miserable eyes looked at her like a dead person.
Li Mengyan fell into an ice cellar, her body stiffened, and she wanted to scream, but her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and she couldn't scream no matter how she spoke......