Buffy's brain awakening agent, which can significantly enhance the user's brain power, is a powerful sobering agent, prescription magic potion, and in most cases requires the supervision of a professional therapist to take it.

A palliative, a potion used to calm the mood and relieve anxiety.

Tranquilizers, taken after a great shock and shock to the mind, can soothe damage and keep a person calm.

The holy water of Lourdes, known as the most powerful healing agent in the Pyrenees, strengthens the user's soul powers, and has effects such as purification, healing, and dispelling evil spirits.

The owl of the full moon can speed up meditation and recovery after using it at night.

Zheng Qing counted all the potions that could be used from the gray cloth bag, and after a brief analysis of the conflict of medicinal effects, he used them all. The effect was so remarkable that the aching head returned to normal almost immediately under the effects of these potions. He even felt that he could visualize the talisman gun at any time, and then shoot ten or eight blood talisman bullets.

But the side effects are also significant.

After only three seconds of pouring these potions into his stomach, a strong feeling of sleepiness came up. Zheng Qing didn't even have time to say a few words to Zhu Si, he only muttered 'it's over', then closed his eyes, fell backwards, and fell asleep soundly.

A second later, a clear snoring sounded under the oak tree.

The wizard's sudden fall and loud snoring startled Zhu Si, and even those voyeurous eyes in the forest quietly disappeared a lot in this sudden snoring.

The Zugoths thought that the red-robed sorcerer was praying to their gods—a natural assumption for these simple-minded dream-like creatures—and that any prayer was sacred and dangerous, as the gods would turn their eyes to their followers in prayer.

The ancestors would never expose their figures to the gaze of the gods.

Zhu Si quickly came back to his senses.

"Looks like you can't leave before dawn!"

She glanced up at the hazy night, sighed heavily, tightened the robe on her body, and then bent over, laboriously supporting Zheng Qing, helping him lie in the soft mushroom bushes, so that he could sleep more comfortably.

Then, she sat beside Zheng Qing in an orderly manner, holding the small mirror in her hand, looking left and right vigilantly. The rat wizard, wearing a pointed wizard's hat and holding a match-sized wand in his hand, jumped up and down the little witch's body, occasionally firing a golden spark into the air.

Zhu Si planned to help with the vigil.

But she overlooked a very important thing.

Snoring is contagious.

Zheng Qing's loud snoring was long and rhythmic, listening to it, the little witch's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and soon, her head was tilted on Zheng Qing's belly, and a small snoring sound also sounded. The rat wizard hid his nose in his peaked hat and snored.

Large and small snoring came and went.

The small mirror, which she had been holding in the palm of her hand, shone with a hazy clear light, like a light veil over the two sleeping wizards.

Clear light flooded the woodland, moistening the mushroom. A few stout mushrooms shook their heads and pulled their slender legs and feet out of the humus, and they picked up dead branches from the ground with their wide caps, like soldiers with spears, and began to patrol around the two wizards with great vigour.

The ancestors looked at the little mushroom figures who had suddenly grown legs and feet, and became more and more awe-struck, and moved a little farther away from this place shrouded in magic.

......

......

Night covered the whole world, and melodious prayers were heard from the temples of the city of Usa.

The prayers were not prayers or songs chanted by worshippers and worshippers, nor did they come from a rotating prayer cylinder or a knot plucked by the fingertips. It's a dense and chaotic cat sound.

Jiang Yu stood at the temple window and looked out.

As far as the eye can see, between the wide square and the alleys with intertwined canine teeth, there are countless cats of different sizes and colors, with yellow and green eyes, forming a sea filled with mystery and strange atmosphere.

Circle after circle, column after column, the purrs of the cats echoed in the hearts of every wizard from far and near, and the melodious prayers in the temple of Usa City.

Perhaps it was these prayers that got the eyes of the gods.

Maybe it's just the sound of the cat purring.

The anxiety and uneasiness in Jiang Yu's heart were slowly dissolved, and his thoughts became clearer.

Not far behind him, the Great Elder of the Temple of Attar was sitting cross-legged on the ground, Zhang Jixin was hooking shoulders with him, holding a wine glass in his hand, laughing, and the fat man Xin kept taking out bottles of wine from his watch.

Green Bee, Amber Light, Siren Rum, Butter Honey, and even the specialties he had bought earlier at the Usa City Bazaar, the moon wine peddled by a group of Zugo, and the mushroom wine made by a farmer.

Wine bottles of all sizes were placed all over the place.

Next to the bottle, there are peanuts on a plate, chicken bones, and beef jerky.

The fat man was in charge of providing drinks and ingredients, Zhang Jixin was in charge of accompanying him to eat and drink, and Xiao Xiao was holding his black notebook, knocking on the side, chatting with the Great Elder of Attar, trying to get a little more secret from his mouth.

For example, whether there is some kind of deal between the dream realm and those demons?

For example, does the Temple of Usa City have a special channel for them to contact their captain.

Another example is the way to leave the dream world.

“...... Leave... Belch... The path to the dream realm varies. Some fell from the sky, some came out of tree holes, and some came from the other side over the boundless sea with their boats...... But, hiccup, leave, leave the dreamland, there are very few ways. ”

"Or you're dead and smuggled back from the empty space...... Hiccup, don't ask me what the empty space is, there is no way for a wizard to walk from there if you don't know it...... Or you find a new gap in space, which is less likely than escaping the hunt of Yogosototh...... Of course, you can also look for Ngualla...... Belch. ”

Speaking of this, Grand Elder Attar seemed to realize something, shook his head, blinked his reddened eyes, and shifted his attention from the chat to the salted dried frog on the plate: "Hmm, it's really delicious...... The people of the city of Usa prefer to eat chicken legs, and few people eat this kind of thing. ”

"Nguala?" said Fat Xin as he pulled out a new bag of dried frogs from his watch—he didn't pay attention to the taste, and pulled out a bag of dried candied frogs—and said thoughtfully, "That name sounds familiar." ”

"I think I've heard it somewhere. Zhang Jixin raised the wine glass in his hand and touched the cup in the hand of the old man Attar: "But that's not the point!"

He waved his hand vigorously, full of momentum: "The point is, we have to twist off that banshee's head and kick it as a ball!"

"When the ball kicks!" Old Attar smiled and raised the amber light in his glass, drank it all, and then smacked his lips with a lingering smile: "...... Damn demons, damn the world. ”