"I haven't been to Lingxuan for six or seven years in a blink of an eye, and I miss it very much." He rubbed his hands together with great interest, as if he was genuinely expectant, "When are you leaving?"

"Soon." Bai Ziqi also put away that bit of surprise, smiled at the two of them, stood up and said, "I still have to wait for a few news, so I'll go back first."

The two sent Bai Ziqi out of the door of the inn and watched his back disappear into the corner of the street.

The envoy refused to ride in the carriage, preferring to walk back, saying that walking would help him think.

Void."

He Lingchuan let out a long sigh at this time: "Sure enough, he wants me to return to Lingchuan together

This person is really not easy to fool.

"Don't worry, with me by your side, he can't help you!" Fu Shanyue patted him on the shoulder, "Isn't that good, you were going to Lingxu City as well. Now you don't have to follow the caravan, and you don't have to worry about clearing the customs, Du Yun will personally accompany you."

He Lingchuan smiled bitterly. Bai Ziqi asked him to go to Lingxu City, what kind of kindness could he have?

Thanks to Fu Shanyue's companionship, Bai Ziqi can't deal with him openly on the road.

Walking back, Fushan Yue saw him thoughtfully: "What do you think of?"

He Lingchuan was pondering the bamboo tube of the Gu cultivator, and shook his head when he heard this: "I was thinking about the batch of treasures that were lost in the Qing Palace more than ten years ago, was it really stolen?"

Fu Shanyue could only shrug his shoulders: "They said yes, then of course it is."

Is it useful to say no?

He Lingchuan remembered the portrait of Qingyang National Teacher. Mai Xuewen mentioned that Qingyang National Master Yun was light and light, but his intuition told He Lingchuan that there was probably some kind of relationship between the two people. "From the portrait to the snail toad, everything is related to the Qing Palace." He Lingchuan exhaled, "The clues left by Mai Xuewen are very pointed, and it is impossible for Bai Ziqi not to notice them."

Although the elixir case has been taken over by Bai Ziqi, most of the pressure has been removed from He Lingchuan. But he can still feel that the road ahead is really thorny.

Further down, this case is not something he can investigate. It's not even something that Fushanyue and Chiyan can check.

"Qingmiya?" Fushan Yue also let out a long sigh, "This guy is really bold, maybe there is someone behind him."

It was finally dawn.

Cheng Yu felt warm all over.

When I opened my eyes, the sky shined through the door and shone on my face, and it was a little dazzling. It was a request he had made last night when he slept with his head facing the door.

The warm golden sun in the morning makes people feel relieved.

Bai Ziqi sat on a chair in the corner, and when he saw him moving, he said, "Hey, I thought you couldn't wake up."

"Cen Boqing and I are just an employment relationship, he pays for it, I kill people, and I haven't killed it yet." Cheng Yu looked at the warm light that came through the door, breathed a sigh of relief, and said decisively, "I haven't been involved in the other of the Cen family."

Bai Ziqi smiled.

Cheng Yu asked, "I'm not a repeat offender in Cen Boqing's case, right?"

"You are plotting against the envoy of the prince of the Chiyan Kingdom, if you let it go to the local county order for trial, it will be a serious case." Bai Ziqi took a long time, "In my place, it depends on the situation." "What's the situation?"

"What kind of means did you use against the envoy of the Prince of Chiyan?" Cheng Yu hesitated: "Nightmare." Bai Ziqi's chin lifted slightly, and he understood: "So, you signed a contract with Nightmare?"

Some spellcasters are able to make a pact with nightmares and use their power to kill people in their dreams. The nightmare is without a trace, the victim is uninjured in reality, and there are no useful clues left, so there is no way to find out.

But this kind of thing is very rare, nightmares themselves are rare, and most of them can only create a little nightmare and soak up a little fear to live.

Nightmares also devour each other.

The big guys who can really kill people in their dreams are rare.

Where will the overlord in this dream obey the orders of others? To sign a contract with them, you have to give up enough benefits.

Cheng Yu nodded, feeling related.

"Do Cen Boqing and Wu Kai know?"

"They only knew that I could secretly take people's lives, but they didn't know that it was nightmare killing. I've never told anyone about this kind of thing."

"Why?

Suffered a backlash?" Bai Ziqi asked him, "Did the nightmare fail?"

"Not only did it fail, but I am afraid that it was also seriously injured by the other party, otherwise its golden body would not have suddenly shattered." Cheng Yu smiled bitterly, "I never thought it would be like this."

"Wu Kai confessed that you can curse and kill the king of a country." Bai Ziqi said again, "This is borrowing the power of nightmares?"

"Yes." So far, Cheng Yu has nothing to deny. In the past, he played tricks on himself in order to raise his own value.

"Hmm, didn't you invite the Dream Lord?"

The most powerful nightmare is revered as the master of dreams.

「...... Yes." Bai Ziqi still knew this title, and Cheng Yu was a little surprised. "Where's the honorific name?"

Cheng Yu said in a low voice: "If you don't forget, there will be an echo, and I can't call it by name publicly."

"With my protection, are you still afraid of it?"

"It was originally an immortal, but it fell into a dream and became a dream master, and it itself has devoured countless nightmares." Cheng Yu's eyes were still afraid, "It can fall into daydreams, and ordinary means of warding off evil spirits can't deal with it at all."

"The methods of the gods, you dare to call them ordinary?" Bai Ziqi pointed to the candle burning in the corner of the house, "With the light of the lamp in front of the Holy Void Seat, you will be safe." Say, what kind of honorific name is that?"

The everlasting lamp of the Holy One? Cheng Yu looked at the candle, and sure enough, he felt the power of calming his mind from the flames. He gritted his teeth and finally explained, "It's a nightmare with a hundred faces. It has told me that its current path is better than that of the immortals in the past."

"Hundred faces?" Bai Ziqi stroked her chin, "How did you avoid it before?"

"I originally dreamed in a bottle, and I used it in the Cen Mansion. My soul was hidden in it to recuperate, but it was awakened by Cen Boqing in advance, and my soul wound was difficult to heal."

At this point, the candlelight in the corner of the house suddenly flickered.

The warm sun illuminated half of the compartment, and this flash was very inconspicuous, but it happened to be opposite Cheng Yu, so it was still captured by him.

Bai Ziqi also glanced back and frowned. "Since Baimian is so powerful, how can he be defeated by He Xiao?"

"The power of a hundred faces is not something that ordinary teenagers can compete with." Cheng Yu took a breath, "I've always suspected that he was protected by an extremely powerful force to make Baimian suddenly collapse."

"Maybe he has some magic weapon to protect himself?"

"Ritual weapons?" Cheng Yu couldn't help but laugh out loud, "If a few magic weapons can block a hundred faces, it is not qualified to be called a 'dream master', then it at least reaches the threshold of an artifact!"

"Artifact ......" Bai Ziqi thought for a moment, "What kind of artifact will it be?"

"It can turn into the green underworld, it can suppress evil and ward off evil spirits, it can protect the soul of He Xiao, and it can seriously injure a hundred faces." Cheng Yu was a little dizzy, probably because his soul wound had not healed, and he gasped when he said two more words, and his mind was confused, "This kind of treasure, I don't think there are many things in the world, right?" And I also feel that the hundred sides attacked me in turn, and it has nothing to do with He Xiao."

"Oh?" Bai Ziqi groaned, "You mean, He Xiao can rebel and drive the Nightmare to attack you?"

What magnitude monster is Hundred Faces? This is not something that ordinary people can do.

"Very likely!" Cheng Yu pressed his head, "I haven't heard of Baimian eating deflated from anyone."

At this time, the flame of the lantern shook again, and then, extinguished.

Cheng Yu pointed at it and suddenly became nervous: "This ............"

"Something is indeed looking for you, and you don't have any scruples during the day." Bai Ziqi sprinkled a handful of incense ash at the end of the bed.

The incense ash fluttered, but it didn't seem to fall when it hung on something.

The thing was originally transparent, but it outlined a rough outline—

It looks like a humanoid, with a body, legs, and hands, but it doesn't look like a humanoid, because the neck and hands are too long, like a tree monster.

And it has two heads.

It was close to the bed, stretching its head to look at Cheng Yu.

If it weren't for Bai Ziqi passing over with a handful of incense ashes, no one would know where it was.

This kind of ill-intentioned snooping is really creepy. Even Cheng Yu was trembling, and his scalp exploded.

After being discovered, the nightmare turned into a strange wind and headed for the door

Roll out.

The incense ash marked its path of action, and when it was almost at the door, Bai Ziqi slashed out with a sword, and actually cut this strange wind in half.

The sword had a faint golden glow on it. Both of them heard a strange scream, angry and miserable.

Then the strange wind spontaneously combusted, and pale flames swept through the entire compartment. However, neither of the men in the cubicle felt the heat of the flames.

The strange wind tried to escape, but the four candles in the corner of the house formed a barrier to keep it in the middle. The candle flame was blown to the ground, flickering in and out.

It repeatedly crashes against the barrier, like a fly hitting a window.

Bai Ziqi said disdainfully, "This is the Dream Master? It's better to see than to hear." Cheng Yu was a little stunned: "It's 、......, how can Baimian be so dish?"

While the two were talking, the strange wind tried his best to finally blow out a candle. The invisible barrier was immediately dissolved, and it finally escaped.

Bai Ziqi didn't stop it.

"Maybe it doesn't want to dwell on it in the daytime. Or...... Cheng Yu thought about it on his own, and his eyes lit up, "After it was defeated by He Xiao, its strength has been greatly reduced, and it is no longer the dream master!"

Bai Ziqi couldn't help laughing: "You just hid from such a thing for many days, and you still used up a precious dreamland?"

Cheng Yu was speechless.

He only remembered the power of the Dream Lord, but he forgot that if even his own repulsion as a summoner was devoured, how many times should the nightmare itself be hurt by him?

It is also seriously injured, where is the former majesty!

Thinking of this, his whole body relaxed, and the big stone in his heart disappeared.

Bai Ziqi then asked him, "Is the contract you made with Baimian still there?" Cheng Yu shook his head: "Probably after I returned to the Cen Mansion, I found that the contract was automatically terminated."

That's why he panicked at that time.

"Lift it, and you'll be able to deal with it." Bai Ziqi asked him, "Can you stand up?" I want you to go to the county dungeon and find Cen Boqing to confess. I fed you a lot of good medicine, and you should be able to get up."

Cheng Yu tried to sit up, but found that his sick body was no longer heavy. "You're really going to help me deal with Hundred Faces?"

"Of course." Bai Ziqi said sincerely, "I still need your help in my next case."

Cheng Yu was curious: "What's the matter?"

Bai Ziqi smiled: "When Cen Boqing's case is closed, you will naturally know."