Chapter 57: Falling into a Dream

"No, the mind is at will, the illusion is born from the mind, everything here is real, but it may lead us into some kind of illusion. Li Yanhui said.

Chen Xiaomo was in a hurry, "Let's get out of here quickly!"

As he spoke, he went to pull Li Yanhui's arm, but he pounced. Li Yanhui's body became more and more blurred, and finally disappeared into place.

Suddenly, a white light flashed, Chen Xiaomo only felt that the world was spinning for a while, and when he woke up again, he found himself wearing a high school uniform, standing on the side of the road, not far from him, his parents were selling vegetables.

"Dad!Mom!" Chen Xiaomo shouted loudly.

Seeing his parents, Chen Xiaomo was about to run over excitedly, but found that several chengguan were rushing towards Chen Yuanshan and Liu Shumei with great momentum.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Chen Yuanshan and Liu Shumei hurriedly pushed the tricycle and fled, but several chengguan chased after them and stopped them in a moment.

It seems that the chengguan made some unreasonable demands, Chen Yuanshan and his wife first begged bitterly, and then escalated to action.

In a push, Liu Shumei was pushed to the ground by a chengguan, Chen Yuanshan was furious, and started with the chengguan, but in an unguarded situation, he was hit in the back of the head by the chengguan's brick, and Chen Yuanshan immediately fell in a pool of blood.

Chen Xiaomo couldn't hold back his emotions anymore, and ran over crying. He picked up his father, who was lying in a pool of blood, and cried bitterly, but the chengguan on the side looked like nothing happened.

At this time, Wu Huaicheng walked over slowly and leisurely, and laughed: "Chen Xiaomo, this is the end of going against me, if you snatch my woman, I will make you pay ten times the price!"

"Ahh

Just as he was about to rush towards Wu Huaicheng, he was surprised to find that the scene around him had changed again.

He is now at his doorstep, flanked by Liu Shumei and Zhang Yafei.

Seeing the two, Chen Xiaomo was so excited that he almost cried because they hadn't seen each other for four years.

Before he could speak, Wu Huaicheng's shout came from the other side, "How about it, Chen Xiaomo, Zhang Yafei is mine, not only did I kill your dog father, but I also want to clean up with you!"

Chen Xiaomo was furious, he clenched his fists, a killing intent surged into his heart, Zhang Yafei on the side grabbed his arm and whispered: "Xiaomo, don't go, I don't want to lose you!"

Just as Chen Xiaomo was hesitating, Wu Huaicheng rushed forward with an arrow and punched Chen Xiaomo in the face.

Chen Xiaomo took a few steps back, and a stream of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth, flowing downward, falling from his chin one by one, and it happened to drop on a piece of jade that Chen Mo usually hung around his neck, which was accidentally exposed from his clothes during the fight with Wu Huaicheng just now.

Then, without anyone noticing, the blood quickly seeped into the jade.

Zhang Yafei hurriedly came over to help him up, gently wiped the blood from the corner of Chen Xiaomo's mouth, and said distressedly: "Xiaomo, does it hurt?"

After Wu Huaicheng saw this scene, he was completely furious, he pointed at Chen Xiaomo's nose and scolded: "Chen Xiaomo, you shrunken turtle, can you only hide in a woman's arms?"

These ridiculous words deeply pierced Chen Xiaomo's heart, and he roared loudly, rushing at Wu Huaicheng desperately and scuffling with him.

Zhang Yafei and Liu Shumei shouted to stop on the side, but it didn't work. Dongzi and the men he brought with him couldn't intervene, so they had to stand on the side.

At the same time as Chen and Wu were fighting, the piece of jade on Chen Xiaomo's neck became brighter and brighter, emitting a faint jade-white light, with a faint red light in it.

This bit of red light expanded rapidly from one point to another, gradually engulfing the entire piece of jade, almost enveloping Chen Xiaomo and Wu Huaicheng in it.

Just as everyone was surprised by this, the white clouds in the sky quickly swirled, and in the blink of an eye, a huge whirlpool had formed. In the whirlpool, the golden light shimmered, and there were faint bursts of thunder.

Attracted by this strange phenomenon, Chen Xiaomo and Wu Huaicheng also stopped fighting and looked at the sky together.

It was too late, but it was fast, and a pillar of light shot down from the whirlpool, enveloping Chen and Wu at once.

The golden mangs are penetrated, and people are hidden in them.

Everyone was so shaken by this golden light that they couldn't open their eyes, and they couldn't see the situation inside the golden light.

Before everyone could react, the pillar of light quickly shrank from the surrounding to the center, and the vortex in the sky gradually became smaller, and within a few seconds, the pillar of light had shrunk to the thickness of the mouth of the bowl, but only Chen Xiaomo and Wu Huaicheng were missing.

The pillar of light continued to taper and thinner, and the light became fainter and fainter. Eventually, the huge pillar of light turned into a ray of light. Then, the ray of light slowly disappeared from the world, as if it had evaporated.

Everyone looked up at the sky, but saw that the whirlpool had also disappeared, and the white clouds swayed with the breeze, slowly drifting into the distance. Everyone looked at each other, and the magical scene just now looked at it as if nothing had happened.

However, Chen Xiaomo and Wu Huaicheng, who were still scuffling together just now, mysteriously disappeared in place!

Chen Xiaomo was swallowed up by the light in the space-time tunnel, and suddenly lost consciousness, and when he woke up again, he found that he had traveled to the Shikoku era.

Next to him was his mother, Wang Cuihua, who was leading a donkey carrying various medicinal herbs on its back. And Li Zhizheng, who was in the same village as him, was full of excitement, dancing, and didn't know what interesting things he was discussing with Wang Cuihua.

Chen Xiaomo turned his head and saw that a yellow kitten was following him, jumping up and down, looking very happy. Isn't this the topaz spirit cat he picked up when he first entered Xuanhua, the Eastern Capital, - Xiaoyu?

He nervously touched his chest, and happened to touch a hard bead, what is this not a wind spirit bead?

Could it be that we are on the road from Xuanhua to Stone Village? So what happened next......

Sure enough, as soon as Chen Xiaomo took a few steps, he saw a fire burning in the village in front of him, and a burst of shouts and cries broke the original silence.

Just when he was surprised, his father Zhang San appeared in front of him at some point.

Without waiting for Chen Xiaomo to speak, Zhang San shouted loudly: "Xiaomo, save me!" The voice was so miserable that Chen Xiaomo got goosebumps all over his body, and all the cold hairs on his body stood up.

But it was his father after all, Chen Xiaomo hesitated for two seconds before reaching out. But at this moment, a steel knife slashed from behind Zhang San, and blood was splashed everywhere. Zhang San's expression was painful, and he groaned bitterly, and then fell to the ground forever.

Zhang San's blood splashed on Chen Xiaomo's body, and Chen Xiaomo stood in place as if he had been immobilized, staring blankly at the person holding the steel knife opposite, that face was forever engraved in his heart!

The knife bearer was Zhang Huan, and I saw him laughing loudly, as if he felt that he had done something good. He kicked Zhang San's body away and pounced on Chen Xiaomo.

Wang Cuihua stepped forward in front of Chen Xiaomo, pushed Chen Xiaomo back, and said, "Xiaomo, go quickly, leave me alone!"

"Ahh Zhang Huan's face was hideous, and a nine-ring steel knife was dripping blood incessantly!

Zhang Huan stepped on Wang Cuihua's corpse at his feet, and suddenly swung out the nine-ring steel knife, which stopped three centimeters above Chen Xiaomo's head.

Chen Xiaomo looked up, and the blade of the steel knife was stained with the blood of many people, at least his father and mother.

"Smack!" Blood fell from the blade and landed on Chen Xiaomo's face.

One drop, two drops, three drops......