Chapter 90: Dream Channeling
Ye Tingfeng looked left and right, and only found some leftover bones, and couldn't help but stomp his feet and said: "Looking at the bones, I know that this yellow-eared black stool is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, it must be delicious!"
He Changdong said proudly: "That's." I even helped with the sauce. β
"Shabu-shabu is also particular. Ye Tingfeng actually talked to He Changdong about the barbecue experience, "Usually barbecue, I want to make sauce three times." The first time is to marinate half a column of incense in advance, the second time is to roast until the meat is oiled, and the last time is before the heat is turned off. The meat grilled in this way has a crispy skin and fragrant sauce. β
He Changdong cocked his thumb and said, "Senior Sister Luo also taught me like this!"
Ye Tingfeng froze, turned his head to look at Su Su, and asked tentatively: "What kind of dishes is Senior Sister Luo good at?
Su Su stared at him for a moment, and said, "How can my cooking skills be compared to the Yefu family banquet that has been inherited for tens of thousands of years?"
Tingfeng sighed with emotion: "Yefu family banquet...... Scold. He took out the small stove from the storage bag, set up a small copper pot, and put the chilled mutton and the prepared sauce together to simmer over a high heat. It didn't take long for the aroma to overflow.
Everyone couldn't help but look at Su Su: Senior Sister Luo, you and this Ye family boy can be regarded as people in the same way!
is worthy of being the son of the night family, even when eating in the wild, a piece of refined silver tableware is indispensable. His posture was quite elegant, and after eating a pot of mutton, he didn't make a sound. After eating, he walked around with Chongming Bird twice to eat, and then spread a velvet blanket on the ground and lay down: "Why don't you sleep yet?"
Duanmu coughed lightly: "Lost Forest...... There's a nightmare beast living inside. β
Nightcourt Wind stiffened up, "Nightmare Beastβ" His face turned blue, "It's over." Nightmare beasts will find people's weaknesses, force people to collapse and then eat their souls, my son, my little pigtails, it's too easy to kill me!"
Su Su couldn't help but hide his face: This son is quite sincere!
"So, we're going to strike first. "Now that Su Su has determined whether the night court wind is real or not, he has to pull him to help.
The night court wind screamed sadly: "How do you start?" He suddenly shot at a few people vigilantly, "Who knows if you guys made up the Nightmare Beast to harm me?!"
Everyone: This kid is quite alert!
Ye Tingfeng suddenly approached Duanmu and asked in a low voice, "You, at what age did you run away from home and worship in Jiuhua Palace?"
Duanmu's expression was extremely subtle for a while, and his lips moved slightly: "Twelve." β
Ye Tingfeng counted the number of years and breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, you tell me how you plan to start first." β
Su Su pointed to the four-sided star chart on the ground: "As long as you recognize the stars, you won't get lost." Let's not give the Nightmare Beast a chance to attack, and go straight to the southβ" She choked suddenly, her eyes straightened, then, who was that guy riding a heavy bird?
"Luo Susu!" Ye Tingfeng jumped off the bird's back and said indignantly, "Why don't you tell me-" He was suddenly full of horror, staring at the man beside Su Su who was exactly the same body shape as himself, and jumped to his feet and shouted, "Who are you?!"
Ye Tingfeng wiped his face: "Luo Susu." You can't do that. Nightmare Beasts are clearly watching us. If we act separately, once we are deceived by an imposter, the plan is over. β
Su Su sighed: "Not bad." β
Another night court said angrily: "Who the hell is the impostor?!"
Su Su shook his fingers: "Your transfiguration of the human form and the Chongming Bird this time did bring spiritual power fluctuations. But your fluctuations are too regular, and you can tell at a glance that you are not a real person. β
That night Tingfeng sighed and touched his head: "Your eyes are too sharp." β
Su Su arched his hand: "Accept." The Boy is right. You are constantly changing, and if others don't have my eyesight, it is indeed difficult to succeed in a sneak attack. β
"Hmm. The little lady is frank enough. The man slowly changed back to the form of a scribe with five long beards. "Then meet me again in your dreams. β
Everyone else is a monk with roots, and they can sleep and eat or drink without sleeping, but Luo Susu is a mortal, and he will definitely not last a few days!
Su Su snorted coldly in disgust: "Uncle, who wants to meet you?"
The Nightmare Beast smiled lightly, and after he disappeared, Duanmu Huoran said angrily: "Let's fight to break the net, we can't let Su Su stay in this ghost place!"
Ye Tingfeng shook his head again and again: "You want to break the net, and my son still wants to get out of the way." β
Su Suqi asked, "Is there a way for the Night Prince?"
Yeting said proudly: "I do have a way. He raised his eyebrows, "Do you know that the Western Chu Martial Family has a family secret techniqueβDream Induction?"
Duanmu's face changed.
Bai Liyuan was well-informed, and said in surprise: "Dream Channeling Technique? Is it a spell that can lead people's souls to dreams?"
"Not bad. "The night court wind bowed his head, and his palm fell into a knife. "Since the Nightmare Beast wants to use Luo Susu's dream to devour her primordial spirit, then let's ambush him in her dream in advance!"
Bai Liyuan frowned: "It's a method." But Dream Induction is a secret technique of the martial arts, and the Night Boy can cast spells?"
Ye Tingfeng glanced at Duanmu and smiled without saying a word.
Wei Meng shuddered and said strangely, "Why are you staring at my senior brother and smiling maliciously?"
Duanmu held Wei Meng down and said with a wry smile: "I know how to dream of induction." β
Ye Tingfeng snapped his fingers: "Isn't this enough!"
Su Su and Wei Mengden were taken aback: "How can Senior Brother know the secret method of the martial arts?"
Duanmu hooked the corners of his lips and replied, "It's just that I have never performed it after learning this." Not much certainty. β
Baili Yuan looked at him and Ye Tingfeng thoughtfully, and asked, "What do you need us to do?"
Duanmu bowed to Xiao Chengfeng and said, "Use Senior Brother Xiao's flute sound." He also said, "Dream induction, with music as the guide." Senior Brother Xiao's Golden Thunder Bamboo Flute is an excellent carrier. At that time, please release your soul or primordial spirit, and I will lead you into Susu's dream with secret techniques. β
Wei Meng couldn't help but ask: "Senior brother, it's so dangerous for the Yuan Shen to fall into a dream." What if you fail?"
Duanmu said coldly: "Please ask Mr. Baili and Senior Brother Lu to sweep the battle for us." β
Baili and Lu Yingze nodded and said, "Understood." β
Wei Meng muttered, "Okay. Anyway, if you can't get out, you'll die left and right. β
Duanmu said softly to Su Su: "Sleep." It's a matter of success or failure. β
Su Su pressed down and was full of doubts, and as soon as his body relaxed, anxiety swept in.
Ah Qi chirped softly: I don't worry. With this Sparrow-sama here, no one can hurt you.
Xiao Chengfeng's flute sounded faintly, and the thunder patterns on the flute gradually surged.
Susu's dream was hazy. Only the snow is falling, and the endless walls are endless.
She wandered outside the city walls: "What is this place? It feels familiar......
The ensuing night court wind saw the scenery clearly, Jun's face sank instantly, and he lost his voice: "Yejiabao?"
The scenery inside the city walls gradually became clearer, and it was indeed a majestic castle. On the city gate, there are three gold characters on a black background: Yejia Fort.
Xiao Chengfeng and the others secretly wondered: How could Su Su dream of Yejiabao?!
A sharp chirp suddenly sounded in the night sky, and someone in the castle screamed: "Qiqi Castle Master, the Demon Sect is coming!"
The torches on the city wall were lit one after another, illuminating the night fort as if it were daytime.
Ye Tingfeng's heart was full of sorrow, his lips trembled slightly, and he almost couldn't support it: "How could it be ......?"
It turned out to be sixteen years ago, the night of the battle between the Night Family and the Demon Sect?