The priest of the Taihao Mountain Trial Court led a team to appear in the hinterland of the Yu Kingdom. Well, it is not a very unbelievable thing.
Not to mention that countries often infiltrate each other and send spies to each other.
Within the Yu Kingdom, there are also fanatical believers in Haotian who are willing to serve Taihao Mountain for free, including secretly assisting Taihao Mountain personnel to enter the Yu Kingdom through various channels.
The disciples of Luli Academy looked at each other in confusion. Everyone knew that Chen Wanyi and the others' rhetoric of "preventing the dream tapir from awakening" was actually just to search for alienated objects in Taihao Mountain and prevent the dream tapir from falling into the hands of Taihao Mountain.
But now is not the best time to worry about this issue.
"Do you know where the Meng Tapir is?"
Ji Xingwang asked in a deep voice.
"Just inside the inn."
Chen Wanyi said some correct nonsense, and when he saw the gloomy expressions of everyone in Luli Academy, he added: "I don't want to be so vague, but according to the prophecy, the dream tapir has not yet awakened.
The ghost realm we are trapped in now is just the aftermath of its dream.
Only by surviving the aftermath and waiting until the dream tapir officially wakes up from its dream and returns to the real world can we contact its true body and capture it."
A Dr. Luli frowned and said: "Are you confident in capturing it? Judging from your cultivation level, you are only in the Cloud Patrol realm, right?"
Chen Wanyi spread his hands and said: "Everything has gains and losses. According to our trial court's thousands of years of experience in hunting monsters,
Since the dream tapir's ability is so special and exaggerated, even Zhuxiao magicians like Brother Qingya can't exempt it.
Then its body will most likely not be much stronger."
"I wonder if you can tell us the complete content of the prophecy? After all, we are all grasshoppers trapped on a rope now."
A guard behind Jin Wusuan said.
They are all monks, supported by Jin Wusuan, and have served under him for many years, and their loyalty is unquestionable.
Manager Jin's eyes flickered, as if he had realized something.
"Is this it?"
Chen Wanyi paused for a moment, raised his hand to stop his subordinates who wanted to say something, and said: "The first two sentences of the long prophetic poem are [Nan Ke is a dream, it is difficult to erase the grudges. The floating bubbles are all caused by reasons]
The last two sentences are "The soul has returned, and the life experience is empty. The floating life is like waking up, and there is so much joy."
Due to religious rules, I can only say so much."
Chen Wanyi shrugged, turning a blind eye to other people's doubts, and said to himself: "There are more serious situations now. Everyone, there are more people here."
Just as he said, unconsciously, the hall seemed a little more crowded.
The result of scanning the total number of people with spiritual consciousness also changed from 256 just now to 270.
Fourteen more people.
"Zhou Hongmao, right?"
Chen Wanyi looked at the raw silk merchant Zhou Hongmao and said calmly: "Many childhood memories with Zhou Chengcai should appear in your mind out of thin air. These memories are so seamless that they seem to have really happened."
"." Zhou Hongmao was still immersed in the sudden death of his "brother". It took him a while to react, and he nodded with complicated emotions: "Yes."
"This should be the ability of the dream tapir. Just like a lizard needs to bask in the sun to have the strength to move, the dream tapir also needs to extract energy from the outside world to wake itself up."
Chen Wanyi said calmly: "We are the source of his energy. I don't know if you have noticed, but your Qi sea is losing little by little."
Everyone from Luli Academy, Jin Wusuan’s guards, Song Shaoyuan, Ji Linglang
All the monks' faces changed slightly.
Indeed, they could feel that their spiritual energy was slowly "evaporating". They originally thought it was the suppression they were receiving in the ghost realm, but they did not expect that it was the dream tapir that was extracting energy.
"Not only the monks, but ordinary people trapped in the ghost realm are also having their life force drained.
And the channel for extraction is a fake like Zhou Chengcai, or a nightmare."
Chen Wanyi said: "The dream tapir will tamper with everyone's memory and generate nightmares continuously.
Friends, family, childhood sweethearts, life and death friends.
The nightmare continues to grow until the host is drained and dies.
Look at Zhou Hongmao, just a short while ago, he started to have white hair on his head.
If Nightmare Zhou Chengcai is allowed to survive for a little longer, the consequences will be disastrous."
After that, he paused, turned to look at his companions behind him, and said slowly: "I remember clearly that when we received the order from the Tribunal, there were six of us. But now, there are two more
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"Priest, what are you talking about?"
A Taihao Mountain monk was startled, "We have always been eight people, have you forgotten? When we entered the city gate, we paid the customs clearance fee for eight people."
"Yes, I remember. This memory is very clear. I even remember all the experiences of slaying demons with the seven of you.
But, six is six. All this is caused by the nightmare tapir, and there are already two more nightmares among us."
Chen Wanyi nodded, slowly opened his sleeves, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, I have been prepared in advance."
Opening his sleeves, Chen Wanyi revealed a large tattoo on his arm, which were portraits of his companions.
These tattoos were obviously tattooed not long ago, and there are still dark red fine scars on the edges of the skin.
However.
"how come?!"
Chen Wanyi was stunned and lost his voice. The tattoo on his arm continued to expand, and there were clearly eight portraits including him.
"Oops."
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead on the spot, and he said hoarsely: "Dream Tapir has begun to modify reality."
Everyone in the hall instantly panicked. Nightmares would suck the life force, penetrate everywhere, and keep multiplying.
Doesn't that mean that everyone around you may be a nightmare?
Are the wives, lovers, brothers and sisters, and close friends who we live with day and night all fake? Are they all life-sucking monsters that are sucking the life out of us?
A beautiful woman grabbed her husband's arm uneasily and said timidly: "Husband, I'm so scared."
"Don't come close to me! Stay away!"
Her husband became furious, pushed her away, pulled out her hair, and while counting whether there were any gray hairs, shouted loudly: "I was wondering just now, how could I be so ordinary, how could I marry such a beautiful woman like you?"
His wife?”
Not far away, a middle-aged Confucian scholar's face changed suddenly and he looked at his companion, "Hongyuan, why are you pointing a knife at me? We have been old friends for more than ten years!"
"Really? Is there such a coincidence in the world?"
His companion's face was gloomy, he raised his knife and shouted: "I went to Beijing to take the exam, and was robbed. When I was hungry and cold, I happened to meet you in the ruined temple who was also going to Beijing to take the exam. I took two steamed buns from you to survive?"
Doubt, uneasiness, panic,
Like ink dripping into a pond, it spreads rapidly.
This chapter has been completed!