In a dream.

Xiaoshui City turned from late night to day, and it seemed that it was only in an instant.

From the beginning of the day, to the gradual rise of the voices, to the shops set up by the vendors, and finally the crowds flooding the streets and alleys, from beginning to end, it is as if the fast-forward button has been pressed in front of you, and in the blink of an eye, a costume drama market will be completed.

"Come here, please eat noodles. ”

At the other end of the crowd, the heroine beckoned to Li Changan on tiptoe, her face facing the morning light, and her eyebrows were flying.

"There are more than a dozen breakfast shops in this city, and the mutton noodle soup of the Shu family aunt is the most sufficient, and it is very warm in one bite. ”

The Shujia noodle soup in the mouth of the heroine is a small shop opened on the street. Simply set up a boiler, set up a shed, and set up a few sets of tables and benches, and started to buy and sell in the neighborhood.

When she arrived at the place, she didn't need to be greeted by the store, and the woman found a vacant seat to sit down.

Slap the sword and a few coppers on the table.

To serve two bowls of signature lamb noodle soup, add more chopped green onions, add more mutton, and it is better not to have noodles.

"Okay, right away. ”

The proprietress who was busy working in the stove immediately answered, turned her face, but looked at Li Changan stunned.

It's not that the proprietress is charming, but she has a round face and round eyes, and if you take a closer look, isn't it the cat mother who was going to eat people last night!

Why did he remove the cat hair on his face today, put away the paws on his hands, and started to buy and sell in the world.

What is the state of this dream? A demon at night, and a human by day?

"What are you doing standing still? Sit. ”

The girl slapped the table and kept urging, but Li Changan had to hesitate, if he just sat down, someone "meowed" and jumped out to give him a paw.

This dream is weird, it's better to be careful.

"Brother Dao, rest assured, just sit down. ”

Hey?

Li Changan turned his head suddenly.

In the bustling crowd behind him, the round-faced Taoist nodded at him and smiled bitterly.

It is Feng Chong, who has disappeared for a long time.

......

Li Changan had a stomach full of doubts.

Such as.

Where did this dream come from?

Why did Feng Chong suddenly disappear last night?

Why did it suddenly appear at this moment?

And Feng Chong was obviously sitting here, why did everyone, including the girl, the owner of the suspected dream, turn a blind eye to him, as if they couldn't notice his existence?

Just before the Taoist priest could not help but speak, a bowl of hot noodle soup interrupted the inquiry.

What came up on the end was a little baby, although he was young, but not very cute, small in size, and even smaller in eyes, like two soybeans.

The Taoist priest's gaze flickered and landed on the empty sleeve of his left shoulder.

The little baby smiled shyly, showed a pair of front teeth, and turned back, like a little mouse, through the gap between the table and the crowd, and returned to the square inch of the stove.

Seeing him come back, his mother, who was busy on the stove, called softly, handed him a small bowl of noodle soup, he took it carefully, blew a breath, and took a small sip, and did not forget to raise his face, and let his mother wipe the sweat from his face with his cuffs.

The morning glow shines through the diffuse water vapor evenly on the body of the mother and son, so that others envy the mother and son filial piety.

It's a pity that the "cat and mouse" last night is still vivid.

The Taoist priest did not feel warm, but only felt absurd and cold.

"What the hell is going on with this dream?!"

............

"I'm ashamed. ”

"I was careless and suffered from the way of the demons!"

Since he appeared, the bitterness on Feng Chong's face has not disappeared.

"After Brother Dao rescued the thirty-seven members of the Jin family, I thought that the demon was already a turtle in the urn, and there was nothing to hide, but I didn't expect the thirty-eighth dream to be unexpected, and I didn't expect that the nightmare to be so ruthless, and he actually melted himself into this dream! ”

"Fortunately, every time Brother Dao broke a dream before, it would damage a little bit of Taoism, and after thirty-seven dreams, it was also seriously injured, even if it was integrated into this dream, I could also use the altar to compete with it. ”

Li Changan bowed slightly.

"Therefore, when a hundred ghosts travel at night, it is a nightmare that is at work, and the blue sky and white day at this time are because Taoist friends have gained the upper hand. ”

"Yes. ”

Feng Chong nodded.

"The alternation of day and night in my dreams is the result of my struggle with demons. ”

"But Brother Dao doesn't need to worry too much, although the nightmare is integrated into the dream, which makes this dream more dangerous, but to maintain the dream, it will also consume itself, plus it is already seriously injured, it will definitely not last. ”

"Even if it can trap us both for a while, it will also die out on its own, and with this dream, the god will be destroyed. During this time, we only need to be careful to protect ourselves and the owner of our dreams, so as not to be robbed of our essence by nightmares. ”

As he spoke, the eyes of the two turned to the girl together, the master of the dream was "gurgling" and finishing the last bite of noodle soup, seeing Li Changan's gaze, a pair of Danfeng eyes widened.

"What's wrong? No appetite. ”

She couldn't see Feng Chong, nor could she hear the conversation between the two, she could only see the Taoist priest staring at the bowl of mutton noodle soup in a daze, without moving a mouthful.

Li Changan quietly pushed his bowl over.

Shook his head.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple. ”

"Brother Dao refers to ......"

Feng Chong's face suddenly changed, and he got up.

"Someone has moved the altar!"

............

Outside the dream.

A strong wind poured into the hall.

The wind was as terrible as the screams of the people.

Panic, despair, and a little doubt.

Because the head of the monster that broke into the room, although hideous, although it was huge, it was only a head.

It rolled from the gate to the middle hall, blood spraying from its broken neck, and a river of blood flowed out of it.

Dead?

Bo Ziyu licked her dry lips, stepped forward hard, pulled out the knife, and tentatively turned over this head to see what was going on.

"I advise you to stay away from it. ”

What the?

Bo Ziyu subconsciously retreated.

On the head of the monster that seemed to be dead, the unkempt beard suddenly opened, like countless tiny hands and feet, propping up the head and flipping and jumping.

A heavy smell of blood then filled the nose.

In Bo Ziyu's suddenly dilated pupils, the hideous face of the demon and the huge mouth that suddenly opened were reflected.

Boom!

In the sparks, the iron blade was suddenly bitten into rotten iron.

Bo Ziyu's fingertips could even feel the roughness of the monster's mouth.

He hurriedly abandoned the knife and retreated, but the monster did not continue to bite, and could only see the last ferocity in its eyes gradually disappear.

Bo Ziyu gasped rapidly, and in just a moment, cold sweat had soaked through his clothes.

If it weren't for that reminder, if it wasn't for myself taking that step back. I'm afraid it's not a knife that the monster bites off, but its own arm, or even half of its body.

But...... Who is it?

He lifted his eyes and looked at where the voice had come from.

Doorway.

The wind tugged at the door and couldn't stop beating against the wall.

The fog seemed to be about to take advantage of the void.

But on the door beam, a talisman slowly burned, emitting a hazy yellow light, firmly blocking the fog outside.

A tall, slender figure crept out of the mist.

The bright red dress was almost torn, the plain white shirt was stained with blood, and the mask on the face was even more torn, revealing a section of the eyebrows, only the sword in his hand, as sharp as ever.

Bo Ziyu couldn't believe it.

"Demon ...... Hey!"

But an object burst out of the air, hit him in the head, and bounced into his arms.

Immediately after, I heard:

"The Pacification Division handles the case. ”

"Rest easy, guard the door, reinforcements will arrive later. ”

Hearing this, Bo Ziyu couldn't care about shouting pain and anger, and hurriedly picked up the object in his arms to take a look, but it was a token, with the word "Zhenfu Division" engraved on the front and the word "Yu Mei" engraved on the back.

At this moment, Bo Ziyu's face was so wonderful and exciting, and a thousand threads were blocked in his throat and squeezed out one.

"You ......"

Yu Mei strode in, only to say the next sentence coldly.

"What's the matter? Don't go and block the door. ”

He went straight past the confused trap and walked straight to the altar.

Until.

A long knife blocked the way.

Who doesn't know the name of the Suppression Division or the name of the murderer?

When the people in the house heard that the Calmer would arrive later, they were like drowning people grasping at the last straw, and how desperate they had been before, and how ecstatic they were now.

But the ranger Zhang Yi is different, he is still worried about the reward of one hundred taels on Yu Mei's head, and he clearly remembers how the ghost-faced girl let him go on the night of the Dionysian Festival, or twice.

At this moment, although he was silent, the knife in his hand clearly told the other party.

I don't believe you.

But Yu Mei didn't mean to win people's trust at all.

"Just a few talismans can't stop the demons outside the house. ”

She put her sword back into her sheath, her eyes meeting the blade, and her eyes on the ranger.

"Either let me manipulate the altar and wake up the Taoist priests, or wait for the demons to break in and devour you and me. ”

Zhang Yi glanced at Yu Mei deeply.

After all, it is to get out of the way.