Qi Xuansu came to the front of the bridge, if this bridge is a Nai He bridge, then under the bridge is the legendary weak water, goose feathers cannot float on it, and birds cannot cross.

However, Qi Xuansu already had some plans in his heart at this time, and he was not afraid, and stepped directly onto the stone bridge.

In an instant, the turbulent fog suddenly surged and squeezed from all directions, and it was so white that not only could not see where the bridge led, but also disappeared from it.

The only thing visible is the old woman on the bridge, holding a bowl in her hand, and there are bursts of fragrance from it.

At this moment, the old woman suddenly raised her head and grinned at Qi Xuansu, revealing a mouthful of white Sensen's teeth. This old woman doesn't know how old she is, her hair has turned white, her face is wrinkled like a ravine, and her eyes are neither black and white, nor cloudy and yellow, but revealing a turquoise color, which makes people panic.

"Drink it." The old woman raised the bowl in her hand, and her voice was ethereal and misty, confusing people's hearts. At the same time, the aroma emanating from the bowl also went straight to Qi Xuansu's nose.

Qi Xuansu took the bowl with an expressionless face.

The old woman had a smile on her face, and her voice became more and more loving: "Drink it, after drinking it, you won't have any troubles." ”

Qi Xuansu asked, "Is it delicious?" ”

"Of course it's delicious, there's nothing better in the world." The old woman is demagoguery.

Qi Xuansu said the word "good", and suddenly stepped forward with an arrow, pinched the back of the old woman's neck, and lifted her up.

The old woman obviously didn't expect such a change, Fang Cai's kindness was gone, and her blue eyes were fierce, but at this time, she was controlled by others, not only could she not move, but she involuntarily opened her mouth wide.

I saw Qi Xuansu raise the bowl in his hand, pour all the soup contained in it into the old woman's mouth, and at the same time said, "If it's delicious, you can drink more." ”

When the bowl is finished, the old woman is already stupid and stupid, and she only knows hehehe.

Qi Xuansu didn't care about her, threw it aside, and strode forward. Everywhere we passed, the fog dissipated.

At this moment, an angry shout came from ahead: "Bold! ”

As the words fell, an iron chain pierced through the mist and shot towards Qi Xuansu.

Qi Xuansu reached out to catch the chain, wrapped it around his palm and wrist, and then pulled it with his backhand, and the iron rope straightened instantly.

Then I saw a huge figure emerge from the mist, two feet tall, with a horse's head and a human body, red all over, wearing armor, holding iron chains in his hands, and Qi Xuansu formed a wrestling situation, but just now he was pulled by Qi Xuansu and stumbled.

Immediately afterwards, another huge figure slowly appeared, also two feet tall, also wearing armor, but a bull-headed body, with a dark blue body, holding a turquoise banana fan in his hand.

This red and blue turned out to be the legendary bull head and horse noodles.

The bull raised the banana fan in his hand and slammed it.

The wind was wrapped in flames, like a tornado, sweeping towards Qi Xuansu.

If it was before,

Qi Xuansu was really helpless, but now he had obtained the inheritance of the Fangshi, although it was not complete, but in terms of thoughts and mana, it was equivalent to the thunderous realm of the Fangshi, and the previous realm was the dream realm.

The so-called dream realm, as the name suggests, is to be able to travel with the yin god and enter the dreams of others with the yin god.

In many legends, when someone encounters a worldly master or a fairy or a ghost in a dream, and gives guidance or teaches a spell, this is not apocryphal, but most likely meets a monk who has fallen into a dream.

There are also those with bad intentions, and after having such a realm, they specially enter the woman's dream realm and do happy things with the woman. When the woman woke up, she only thought it was a spring dream, and she did not suspect that someone was secretly wrongdoing.

At the end of the day, it is the illusion that deceives the owner of the dream, so before the spell is out of the virtual and into the real, it is actually a trick in essence, which is nothing more clever than tricks. If you believe, you will be Spirit, and if you don't believe, you will not be Spiritual.

Qi Xuansu also has the cultivation of entering the dream realm, not only does he not believe it, but he also wants to let the coming people have no return.

Qi Xuansu exerted his strength violently, pulled the huge horse face towards him, and hid behind the horse face.

The flames of the bull's head fell on the horse's face, and immediately blew the horse's face into a charred corpse, and the little dark fire was not extinguished, and it flickered and dimmed.

The bull head obviously didn't expect such a situation, let out a dull mooing sound, and headed towards Qi Xuansu.

Qi Xuansu dodged the collision, and then beckoned, and a group of ghost pawns wearing square hats and soap boots appeared around the bull's head, these ghost pawns also held iron chains in their hands, like a horse, put the iron chains on the cow's head, and in the blink of an eye, the cow's head was already tied up.

There was no need for Qi Xuansu to greet him, the ghost pawns had already put the bull's head in front of Qi Xuansu.

Qi Xuansu stretched out his hand: "Take my knife!" ”

Two more ghost pawns carried Qi Xuansu's ghost head knife over.

Qi Xuansu picked up the ghost head knife, and without saying a word, he just raised the knife and fell with his hand.

A huge bull's head rolled to the ground, dead and dead.

About a hundred miles from the inn there was a camp with a bonfire.

There were three people sitting around the campfire, all with their eyes closed and staring, as if they were pretending to sleep.

Not far away, there was a group of men with swords, protecting the Dharma for the three of them.

Suddenly, a person suddenly opened his eyes, his face was demented, he smirked, saliva dripping down the corner of his mouth to his chest, he was already stupid.

Immediately afterwards, the second person's body inexplicably ignited a raging flame, burning him to the point that his skin and flesh were open, and it was unbearable to see, and in a blink of an eye, only a charred corpse remained.

Finally, the third man snorted, and a thin red line appeared on his neck, and then the whole skull bone rolled down, as if the executioner had cut off his head.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the Dharma protectors couldn't help but change greatly.

Although they were not Fang Shi, they also knew that this was a defeat in the fighting method, and they were counterattacked, so they couldn't help but gasp.

"Stick to your hands." Someone whispered, turning his gaze in another direction.

Not far from the bonfire, there was also a makeshift tent, in which sat a scholar cross-legged, it was Song Luodi. At this time, his eyes were closed, and he also fell asleep.

Since it is a dream illusion, it naturally cannot be equated with the magic of this world. In dreams, mortals can fly to the heavens and the earth, but in this world, innate people cannot do it.

Since someone can conjure up a netherworld in Qi Xuansu's dream, then Qi Xuansu can also turn a few ghost pawns into a ghost army.

In my own dreams, can I still let you be bullied by an outsider?

That night, I also dreamed of a million soldiers!

Qi Xuansu waved his hand, only to see that the ghost pawns turned into two, two into four, four into eight, eight into sixteen, sixteen into thirty-two, until endless.

As far as the eye can see, the black and oppressive ghost pawns are like heaven and earth, and they can't see their heads at a glance. I saw the banner waving, the momentum was immense, and it was no longer dressed as a yamen duke with a square hat and soap boots, but a black-clothed man wearing iron armor, and even some ghost pawns rode on black-headed horses or pushed artillery.

No matter how wide the weak water is, it will be filled with ghosts.

What does it mean to throw a whip to cut off the flow?

Qi Xuansu waved his hand.

The army of ghost pawns surged and went straight to the drunken capital of the dream.

The artillery roared, and the ants attacked the city.

As the gates collapsed, an army of ghost pawns poured into the city like a torrent.

After a night of fierce fighting, this ghost city of Xudu completely fell and turned into nothingness.

The army of millions of ghosts also disappeared without a trace.

Qi Xuansu slowly woke up, it was already three poles of the sun, and the sunlight entered the room through the window, just falling on Qi Xuansu's body.

Qi Xuansu got up and came out of the room and knocked on Liuhu's door.

Liu Hu opened the door, he had already finished freshening up, and said softly, "Uncle Wei." ”

"Nothing unusual last night, right? Like having nightmares or something. Qi Xuansu asked.

Judging from last night's situation, it is already a certainty that someone wants to attack Liuhu, but they don't dare to enter the Taiping Inn rashly, you know, it is one thing to play drunk and crazy in the inn like Xu Changwu, and it is another thing for the brigade to attack the Taiping Inn at night, especially at the moment, the wind is tight, and the Daomen is taking advantage of Shangguan Jing's death to vigorously rectify all kinds of chaos.

Qi Xuansu was really afraid that Liuhu would fall into the road, so he walked out of the inn like sleepwalking and threw himself into the net, then he didn't have the face to see Bodhisattva Man and Qi Niang.

Liu Hu shook his head.

"That's good." Qi Xuansu breathed a sigh of relief.

Liu Hu hesitated for a moment, turned his back, took out a jade pendant from his neckline, then turned around and said, "This is what my father-in-law gave me to defend myself, saying that it can avoid the possession of ghosts and demons below the heavenly and human levels, and Uncle Wei doesn't have to worry about me." ”

Qi Xuansu glanced at the jade pendant, which was carved into the appearance of Guanyin Bodhisattva, with a strong aura, at least a spiritual object, and completely relieved: "Very good." ”