The enemy first used the nightmare to plot against him, so he asked the Fan brothers to set up an ambush. Killing two times in one night, the means are extremely brutal, and it can be said that he wants to die.

But Fan He Lingchuan was a little unlucky, Jiao Yu was probably picking a coffin for him at this time, and it was only half a night later, and the other party deceived him again!

This is really on the nose and face, and he does not take the prince's envoy or the majesty of the king of Chiyan in his eyes at all.

"It's important to get down to business first, and keep these two accounts in mind first." He Lingchuan patted the tiger's head, "I have a hunch, and I will be able to settle it soon."

If the enemy uses such a method, the two sides will not stand on each other, and there is no room for the slightest turnaround. Zhongsun Mou and Cen Mansion's rampantness, isn't it because they are too anxious?

At this time, he should be calm instead.

As a result, the next important thing he did was to sneak out into the street and eat a bowl of steaming salty porridge.

This is to boil diced tofu, diced radish, diced meat and dried clams with rice porridge, and then put any vegetables you can find at hand, until the rice grains bloom and the porridge water is thick, add a lethal amount of pepper and serve.

He Lingchuan tasted it, and the taste was good, but the reason why it was so popular was not only this, but also the two salted milk that came with the porridge.

This thing is as white as snow, bulging like rice balls, and if you don't know anything about it, you can only bite it until your mouth is full of crumbs, and it's not delicious at all. But if you shake it into the hot porridge and soak it for dozens of breaths, it will become a soft and elastic baby, and the salty aroma of buffalo milk will burst in your mouth with a light bite!

"Cool!" The first time He Lingchuan tasted this kind of thing, he directly killed the salty porridge in the two sea bowls.

When the third bowl came up, he also asked for two freshly cooked fritters and a bowl of Houlin beans.

These yellow beans are soft and glutinous when cooked, and they taste like bean paste filling, but they are salty. The local way of eating is to scoop up the Houlin beans and stuff them into the gaps of the fritters, and then they can be crunched and gnawed, crispy on the outside, soft and glutinous on the inside, and double the deliciousness.

The midsummer morning was not much cooler, and everyone still gathered around the low table, snoring and wiping sweat while eating.

And Jiao Yu can only eat cold food, so he went to the market next door to buy most of the fresh lamb hind legs, which were slaughtered in the early morning, less than 20 catties.

It doesn't have a very good appetite and eats a little as it wants. --

Cheng Yu was also eating breakfast.

The fragrant and delicious medicinal porridge, the most important medicinal herb is a century-old ginseng, but it tastes like chewing wax in his mouth.

He was so sick and sick that he barely ate a few more bites, and the food almost spurted out of his throat. He had no choice but to push the bowl away, "Withdraw."

Uncle Wu on the side saw that his face was like gold paper, his expression was shriveled, and he said with concern, "You still have to find a way to sleep for a while."

This guy has such a big name, such a high salary, and he was so arrogant before, and he dared to dictate to the young master.

The young master also had high hopes for him, thinking that he would be able to succeed immediately. The result?

As a result, he failed to attack and kill the prince's envoy, but was seriously injured, and now he has to take care of himself with all his might, and he will fill his mouth with any good medicine.

It's ridiculous.

"If I could sleep, I would have laid down." Cheng Yu glanced at him coldly, "The other party can kill a hundred faces, which means that he is also good at spells. If I fall asleep, I give him a chance.

Who doesn't know that after a serious injury, the most important thing is to get a good night's sleep. Adequate sleep can recuperate, which cannot be replaced by any panacea.

But where does he dare to sleep now?

Last night's trick failed, and as soon as he walked on the front foot, the opponent chased him to the inn on the back foot. This shows that the surname He's tracking spell is also very good, and he may even have obtained some clues from the Hundred Faces Nightmare.

The Hundred-Faced Nightmare was defeated, and he still couldn't believe it when he thought about it now. It was a nightmare transformed into an immortal spirit!

But the facts are in front of him, and he can't help but believe it.

Uncle Wu was disdainful in his heart, this guy was afraid that He Xiao would not dare to sleep? But on the surface, he still sighed for the other party: "Isn't this daytime?" Aren't people like them all doing things at night to harm people?

Cheng Yu was silent.

He suspected that the other party also had nightmares in his hands, even more than that

Hundreds of faces are even more powerful.

Wu Bo said again; "It's not a way to be so stiff, you've been pranayama several times."

Normal people are uncomfortable without sleep, and if Cheng Yu is seriously injured and wants to be forcibly awakened, I am afraid that he will pass out in the end.

Uncle Wu said again: "My young master has just set off to find this surnamed He in person. Would you like to take the opportunity to sleep for a while?"

At this time, He Xiao wanted to deal with Cen Boqing, and he shouldn't be able to make a move to plot against Cheng Yu. Cheng Yu listened to it and felt that this was a solution.

As soon as this breath was relieved, his mind became even more dizzy.

"Then I'll sleep for a while, and you find someone to sit in the courtyard and keep an eye on the rope bell!" Cheng Yu slowly moved to the bed, "No matter which direction the rope bell rings, it means that there is an invisible evil approaching, and it wants to wake me up quickly."

He had already set up some talismans in the house, and ordered people to pull a red rope around the four corners of the house, the four corners of the courtyard, and the four corners of the courtyard, and tie eighteen, thirty-six, and seventy-two silver bells respectively.

That's the equivalent of three squares layered together.

Strange to say, the bells would jingle before they were hung up, and the gatekeeper thought it must not be noisy, but when the red rope was tightened, they all came to a standstill.

It's not a little windy today, but none of the more than 100 silver bells are ringing, which is strange. After Cheng Yu finished explaining, he lay down on the bed in the middle of the rope bell array.

He was so tired and tired that he fell asleep in a second.

Wu Bo immediately sent two people to guard the courtyard, and every two hours, two people came to change shifts with them.

Time passes slowly.

Uncle Wu stretched himself, thinking that he still had something to do, and was about to get up and leave, when he suddenly heard a crisp bell.

Ding Ding Ding --

It seems to be coming from the east.

At first, only the outermost rope bell rang, and after two blinks, the middle rope bell also rang.

Uncle Wu didn't dare to delay, stepped to the head of the bed, and shook Cheng Yu's shoulder vigorously: "Wake up! Wake up!"

As long as this guy doesn't open his eyes, he doesn't mind two more slaps. Blood suddenly flowed from Cheng Yu's nose.

Wu Bo was taken aback, thinking that he had fallen for the plot. But Yu still opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, the crisp bell came to an abrupt end. The three people on the side looked up, and they all felt weird.

Cheng Yu didn't sleep for a while, but his spirit was still not good, so he was weak: "How long have I been sleeping?"

"A quarter of an hour." Wu Bo said in a deep voice, "He actually came."

Sleeping for a short time is better than not sleeping for a seriously injured body. Cheng Yu pressed his drowsy head: "I have set up a talisman array, and ordinary spell masters can't follow here."

Those few runes were like a labyrinth, and even weaker sorcerers would be trapped in them.

Wu Boqi said, "He's just a teenager, he looks like he has good martial arts, and he doesn't look like he's good at spells. The guards around me are even more unlike."

"Can you spell, how can you tell from the outside?" Cheng Yu didn't have a good breath, "Besides, those who are good at spells may not be people."

"So, what now?"

Cheng Yu thought for a moment and took out a transparent snail shell from his arms.

The shell is almost clear and colorless, but the snow flakes are flying inside, as if it is experiencing a snowstorm.

There is also a small wooden house in the middle of the shell, with the doors and windows closed, and the warm light shines through inside. If He Lingchuan were here, he would probably think of it as a snow globe.

There is also a small plug on the screw mouth. Uncle Wu was also curious, "What is this?"

"Dreamland." Cheng Yu was still a little reluctant, "This is a fixed and closed dreamland, and no other spells or nightmares can invade, but it can only be used three times..... I've used it twice, and this is the last one."

This kind of life-saving aftermath is used once less than once.

But then again, when is it not necessary to stay now?

He told Uncle Wu, "Do you see the lantern outside the door?"

"Yes." Wu Bo could see through the conch shell that a pair of red lanterns were hanging at the door of the wooden house, swaying with the wind and snow.

"Red lanterns

As soon as it comes on, you plug the plug tightly and close the whole sleep." Cheng Yu said, "Wait until the red lantern is darkened, and then you turn it on, there can be no mistake!"

"Okay."

"During this time, keep my dreams and my body, and don't let others take them away."

"Little things." Uncle Wu smiled, "You are now resting in the Cen Mansion compound, no one dares to break in here." "Then ....." Cheng Yu coughed a few times, his face worsened, "That's good."

His face was ugly like a dead man, but he still insisted on his final warning: "Absolutely, absolutely do not pull the plug in advance. I was injured too badly this time and needed to recuperate for a long time. Pulling out the plug early will cause the spirit to scatter, not only will I have an accident, but the person who pulls the plug will also be unlucky. Remember, remember!" Wu Bo agreed.

Cheng Yu swallowed some pills and lay down again.

Uncle Wu held the snail shell, and always felt that after Cheng Yu closed his eyes, there was something more in the room. After a while, Cheng Yu's snoring gradually started.

The wind and snow in the snail shell suddenly stopped, and the red lantern suddenly lit up.

Wu Bo didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly pressed the plug of the snail mouth tightly, so that the entire snail shell was completely closed.

Then the snow was still there, and the orange light from the wooden house was warm, but it seemed... Figure-shaking?

Wu Bo took a closer look and saw that a figure was indeed reflected on the window paper, as if walking back and forth in the room.

This person, isn't it Cheng Yu?

After another quarter of an hour or so, the rope bell outside the courtyard suddenly rang again. Ding-zero-zero, ding-zero-zero.

The outside of the courtyard rang, the courtyard rang.

Something was rapidly approaching the room.

Soon, the rope bell in the house rang too!

The ringtones are crisp, cold, messy, and eerie in their urgency. For the first time in his life, Uncle Wu hated ringtones so much.

He knew that the opponent had already entered the house, and he was here at the moment, dangling beside him and Cheng Yu.

But he can't see or hear the other person, and even the other person may not see them, he can't hear them.

The two sides may not be in the same space.

Probably didn't find Cheng Yu, the other party was a little anxious, and the bells on the four ropes in the house rang together.

Is this thing wandering around the house? Uncle Wu looked at the snail shell in his hand.

The figure in the wooden house was also shaking, and it seemed to be nervous as well.