Chapter 220: Dreaming of Dad

And slammed his fist into the tornado-like shadow. I knew it was the countless eyeballs that the monster conjured up when it was invisible, and when combined with its speed, it looked like a tornado. In fact, it was the monster that caught us with its claws.

Just hit it hard, and those egg-shaped eyeballs will fall to the ground and turn into puddles of black water. That's what I did in the psychedelic circle.

I punched and kicked the shadow.

But I didn't hear the snapping sound of my fist touching the monster's limbs when the psychedelic array struck it.

I touched the black shadow with my hand, but there was no texture. I was shocked, wasn't it the monster in the psychedelic array?

So what kind of monster is this? It's so good.

In the moment of my astonishment, the tornado suddenly turned around and hit me. Before I could react, I was swept into the shadows.

The wind was so strong that at first I could hear the whirring sound that shook my eardrums. The sound was sometimes like thunder, sometimes like the roar of a wild beast when it is angry, and it was terrifying.

But then, I couldn't hear anything, I couldn't feel anything, probably unconscious.

I don't know how long later, I suddenly heard a noise in my ears. When I opened my eyes, I found myself lying on a bed covered with red curtains. A woman's scent of fat powder penetrated into the nostrils.

I immediately sat up, it was not a woman's bed. An ancient shelf bed made of mahogany with beautiful carvings. The red embroidered drapery is quite beautiful.

The noise came in from outside. It's like a lot of people cleaning, and the sound of brooms sliding on the ground is not the same. The sound of a spoon scooping water, the sound of water splashing on the ground. The sound of hurried footsteps, the sound of a woman constantly ordering people to work. It's noisy.

Looking around the house, I was dreaming again, or was I really taken through by the monster? This is clearly the room of the ladies in ancient times.

Hey, he was still a wealthy family, and the dresser next to the bed was full of rouge pollen, gold and silver jewelry and jewelry. The clothes on the hangers are also pure natural silk, and there are hand-embroidered patterns on them.

It can't be that Rosewood turned me into a girl again, right? I quickly looked down at my chest, and it was okay, it was deflated. But out of the corner of my eye, I saw that there seemed to be a man lying next to me.

I screamed in fright, and flew out of bed to run. Suddenly I felt that this person looked like my father, so I turned around and tiptoed back to the bed. Take a closer look, and sure enough, it is.

"Dad, why are you lying here?" Surprised, I reached out and shook my dad's shoulder.

But he didn't react at all, and I didn't feel the slightest touch in my hands. Are you really dreaming?

I was about to try to pull my dad again, when I suddenly heard footsteps outside the door.

"Sister Hong, how long are you going to hide him? After a long time, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no signs. If the eldest sister knows about it, she will bring him death. You are afraid that it will be difficult to protect yourself. A young woman's voice.

"Let's take one step at a time, he is still unconscious, life and death are unpredictable, how can I throw him out at this time. Greet everyone in the courtyard, don't swallow half a word to the outside, if you don't obey, everyone will die. Another woman's voice spoke, in a harsh tone.

The guy they're talking about is my dad? What's wrong with him? Is it sick? Or is it seriously injured? Why do you fall unconscious?

In hesitation, the door had been pushed open. I subconsciously turned around and hid behind the curtains of the shelf bed.

It suddenly remembered that it was in a dream. Just like the last time I dreamed of my grandfather, I can see them, they can't see me. I poked my head out of the curtain to see what was going on.

In came two young girls, both very beautiful. Look at the hairstyle like a Qing Dynasty woman, combed and braided. The clothes that can be worn are a bit like the style of the Ming Dynasty, with long skirts and small sleeves.

It is introduced in history books that at the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, unmarried girls had this new hairstyle that combined Manchu and Han. But I still like the long skirts and small sleeves of the Ming Dynasty.

Damn, my father at this time lived in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties?

Hehe, I really want to see what he did at that time. How's life going? So I came out of the curtain, and looked at it carefully.

The girl in the purple cloak who walked in front had an extraordinary aura. When I entered the house, my eyes were fixed on my father lying on the bed.

The fair-skinned girl in a pink dress who followed behind hurried two steps and went up to take the girl's cloak: "I'll go and say hello." Then exit the room and close the door gently.

The girl in the room walked to the bed, slowly sat on the edge of the bed, slowly grabbed her father's left hand, and whispered: "It's been three days, and the injury has healed you, why haven't you woken up?" I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of this courtyard for a long time. ”

As the girl spoke, her other hand touched her father's cheek. You could tell from the look in her eyes that she liked him.

Lying on the bed, my father's eyes were still closed, and there was no sign of waking up.

How did Dad get hurt? Was it saved here by this girl, or was it because of something else? I was very curious and would love to figure it out.

I saw the girl gently flip her father's wrist to help him take his pulse.

Hey, she still helps people see doctors? Terrible. A talented woman, her father is really blessed and very popular with women.

"Sister Hong is not good, a little girl is coming to report, the eldest sister is coming towards you. She also said that her face was gloomy, as if she was angry with someone? It can't be because of this, right? Leaking the news so quickly? The girl who had just gone out to say hello suddenly ran into the room in a panic and whispered.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, known as Sister Hong, she was taken aback, and quickly got up and reached out and pressed the mechanism on the wooden board at the head of the bed.

I saw that the whole bed board was slowly sinking. Then I heard a clatter, and the bed board disappeared along with my father.

I was wondering if the lowered bed board had risen back as it was. But the color of the sheets and quilt on it is different from the previous one, and there is no father.

Hi, fun. This mechanism is more advanced than our current electric machines, and it is really admirable that people at that time could come up with such high-tech things.

As soon as the bed board was raised into place, Sister Hong lay down with her clothes.

"Eldest sister, you're here. Sister Hong is resting in the house, I'll go and inform her. "There were girls outside talking loudly.

This is clearly informing the people inside.

"No, I'll go in by myself." A stern female voice followed the footsteps into the room.

The girl in the pink dress turned to the door. As soon as he took two steps, the door was pushed open from the outside.

Wow, another beauty. It's just taller and fatter than the two in the house. Although he looks a little old in a purple dress, his skin is white and tender, his facial features are upright, and he is about twenty-five or sixteen years old.

"Big sister." The girl in the pink dress called out respectfully to the visitor.

"Your Sister Hong's injuries haven't recovered yet? Why are you still taking medicine for serious injuries? The eldest sister whispered to the girl in the pink dress.

Sister Hong pretended to be sick on the bed and wanted to get up and sit up, and replied, "Sister, why do you have time to come?" It's much better now. ”

The eldest sister hurriedly stopped: "Don't get up, just lie down." I passed by the medicine warehouse just now, and I heard that you have been taking medicine for the past few days, so I came to take a look. ”