Aryu had a strange dream that night, she dreamed that she had fallen into a dark cave. The darkness uneasy her, she took out the talisman paper in her arms, trying to light the fire talisman to borrow a trace of light and heat, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't drive her spiritual power, nor could she drive the fire talisman.

Ah Lu was extremely frightened, she softly called Dong Junqin's name, but there was only her own echo around.

She groped in the dark, and gradually, her body became heavy, as if she weighed a thousand pounds, and she couldn't move.

Just as Lu nervously gritted her teeth to get out of this dream, a hand grabbed her foot. She looked down and saw a circle of light around her ankle, which then turned into a female ghost with a cape.

The female ghost was crying, and the intermittent sobbing sound reached Ah Lu's ears, and it seemed to be mixed with some words.

Ah Lu couldn't hear what she was saying, so she crouched down and approached the female ghost to hear if she had any last wishes.

However, when she squatted down, she saw that the female ghost had a face identical to her own.

Alu was shocked, his center of gravity was unstable and he fell to the ground. The female ghost "Aryu" crawled towards her while crying, as if to cover her body.

Ah Lu wanted to run, but unfortunately his body didn't listen. Her whole body tensed, and she looked at the face of the female ghost "Ah Lu" in front of her nose, and said quietly: "Take me home!"

Take me home...... Go home...... Go home...... Ah Lu's consciousness was blurred again, and the darkness in front of him and the female ghost turned into a cloud of smoke. Then she closed her eyes in fear, but she saw a sky full of stars, as if floating in the air.

Suddenly, a flute sounded, and Ah Lu heard the sound of birds flapping their wings in the air, and heard the murmuring of mountains and water.

The sound of the flute was like a requiem, which slowly reassured Ah Lu, who was originally afraid.

"Are you awake?" A nice voice sounded, but it was a little distant.

Ah Lu tried to open his eyes, but there was no blue sky, white clouds, mountains and rivers in front of him, only a man's face.

Halfway through today, Dong Junqin got up and woke up Dabao first. Dabao was confused, but when he heard Dong Junqin ask him if he had been to the bathhouse when Ah Xiang was bathing, he instantly sobered up. Then he pulled his head and didn't speak.

Dong Junqin is helpless, and Dabao is even more helpless than him. Although it is said that Dabao was brought to Wushan because of those Yin and Yang God portraits, it is unknown whether this has anything to do with Dabao.

It's better not to tell him the details too early, so as not to be happy in vain.

After Dabao got up, Dong Junqin went to the front of the Alu house again. Last night, Ah Xiang rarely contradicted his own young master, and his words were a little heavier, but he was also careful.

Dong Junqin thought that he was hiding Dabao's affairs out of good intentions, so why didn't Ah Lu conceal this courage? What's more, Ah Lu's concealment was more reasonable than his.

Therefore, Dong Junqin decided to listen to Nangong Law's teachings and took the initiative to call early to show reconciliation.

But the door was slammed for a long time, and there was no movement inside. Dong Junqin's fingers covered the window paper, and he felt that the spiritual power in the house was not quite right. He was worried that something would happen to Alu, so he wanted to break in.

Who knew that this door would not be opened.

The reason why it can't be opened is not because something resists it, but because the spiritual power in the room is too full, and an enchantment is automatically formed.

This spiritual power does not belong to Dong Junqin, nor is it Nangong Law, let alone Dabao or the old man. Dong Junqin thought, could it be Ah Lu's own?

If it is Ah Lu's own, then this spiritual power is much stronger than before.

Dong Junqin calmed down and felt the surging spiritual power in the room again, it was true.

The remnant soul has a long heart, which can be big or small. The origin of Ah Lu's physical body is unknown, if it is really a person with a very high cultivation as the old man said, then in the process of growing his heart, Ah Lu is likely to be unable to control the spiritual power of the original body and spirit, so he will be devoured.

Fortunately, the spiritual power in the house was chaotic and not on a large scale, so he added another layer of enchantment to the room, and then pulled out the hidden front, and stood at the head of the bed through the wall.

Dong Junqin's spiritual power was condensed on the sword, and then he shouted in a low voice: "Soul Annihilation!"

After a faint shock, the spiritual power in the room quickly returned to Ah Lu's body.

Dong Junqin took the opportunity to enter and saw that Ah Lu did not wake up, but closed his eyes, frowned, and sweated, and grabbed the quilt with both hands.

Probably a nightmare.

Dong Junqin turned a needle from Tibet, pierced the acupuncture point in Alu's abdomen, and pricked another needle on the top of his head.

Slowly, Ryu's body relaxed.

Nangong Lu felt that the airflow was wrong outside, and followed the trail to find Alu's house. As soon as I entered the door, I saw a "Wangfu Stone" sitting on the edge of the bed: "She ......"

Dong Junqin motioned for him not to speak. His spiritual power was flowing his fingers from Ah Lu's wrist into the meridians of her body, helping her clear some blockages.

In the middle of the sound, Ah Lu seemed to have the intention of waking up, Dong Junqin withdrew his hand, and Nangong Lu also took a closer look.

Ah Lu opened his eyes suddenly, but there were no pupils in his sockets, only a pair of snow-white eyeballs that turned again.

Dong Junqin and Nangong Lu were startled, and then, two black rings appeared on the eyeballs, and then two black dots appeared in the center of the ring, and the black dots spread outward, connecting with the rings, and finally returned to their usual eyeballs.

The whole process was very weird, and Ah Lu just looked straight at the ceiling.

Dong Junqin leaned down again and asked softly, "Ah Lu, are you awake?"

Two seconds later, Alu's eyes had the same look as before. She followed the voice to look at Dong Junqin, blinked, and said, "Why are you here?"

It was indeed Aru's voice.

Dong Junqin and Nangong Lu breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong with you two? What's that look like that?" Ah Lu looked as if they were frightened, could it be that he had just dreamed?

Dong Junqin waved his hand: "We're fine, but you, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Ah Lu moved, except for some soreness in his hands and legs, everything else was fine: "What's wrong?"

Dong Junqin didn't know how to explain what happened just now. But Nangong Lu said without a head: "Are you having a nightmare? Can't move? You must have been pressed by a ghost." ”

Lu: "I'm being pressed by a ghost?"

Dong Junqin: ......

Nangong Lu thought about it, it seemed inappropriate to use the ghost press bed on Ah Lu. But just now......

Dong Junqin: "It may be that after the long heart, the body and spiritual power run in, and it will inevitably be uncomfortable." Just pay attention. ”

Dong Junqin said so himself, and Ah Lu was not worried: "Oh. That's fine. Hey, by the way, you're so neatly dressed, you're about to go?"

Dong Junqin nodded: "A Feng has a letter, meet in Zhihe City." He's arrived. ”

Half an hour later, Dong Junqin walked out of the back door with Dabao, Ah Lu and Nangong Lu.

The old man was in the opposite direction from them, and after Father Dong thanked him repeatedly, he left first.

Ah Xiang also got up early. But she glanced at Dong Junqin and Dabao from a distance and turned back to do her own thing, and she didn't mean to see them off.

Uncle Zhao looked up to the sky and sighed, not knowing what to say. And Dabao lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

Song Jiyue also got up early today and caught up to see them off. She gave Dong Junqin, Ah Lu and Dabao a talisman, saying that when she lived in Gao Ting's Mansion before, she went to the temple on the outskirts of Beijing with the palace concubine Niangniang to ask for it.

The three of them accepted it gratefully.

Dong Junqin finally saluted the three elders. The last time I left home, there were as many as a dozen people who sent them off. But after more than two months, there were only three people left.

Nangong Lu probably read his mind again, patted him and said: "People are annoyed and panicked, and the pressure is also great. It's nice to have a few fewer people. ”

Perhaps.