Is the evil thing in the coffin about to come out?
Looking at the ugly ghostly hand poking out of the coffin, Zhang Yuanqing's heart beat wildly in his chest, and there was a "bang bang" sound in his ears. An uncontrollable fear surged up, destroying his calmness.
Under the influence of this fear, his body trembled slightly, and his hands and feet trembled.
Me, my fear was amplified. After all, Zhang Yuanqing was rich in experience, and he immediately realized that the secret dream master was causing trouble.
Amplifying emotions and swallowing up reason are the special skills of illusionists.
He took a deep breath, trying his best to suppress his fear.
However, instead of calming down, the fear in his heart intensified, almost destroying his reason.
This is not an ordinary illusionist, but a level 6 Dream Palmist.
To detonate the emotions of a level 4 saint, it only takes a moment for a level 6 dream palmer.
The reason why Zhang Yuanqing did not collapse instantly was that, on the one hand, the soul of the Night Walker God was strong and he had the ability in the field of illusion; on the other hand, he had been practicing the Pure Yang Body Washing Record for some time, and his resistance to negative effects was extremely strong.
"The way to escape from the dream is very simple, just wake up." Zhang Yuanqing whispered to himself, refreshed, rushed towards Chen Xuedao on the other side of the bonfire, and said loudly:
"Father, wake up, wake up!"
Zhang Yuanqing crossed the bonfire and reached out to push Chen Xuedao's shoulder. However, his hand penetrated the mountain god.
He was stunned.
It wasn’t everyone who was dragged into the dream, but he was dragged into the dream!
When did you enter the dreamland, when the door was closed? Or earlier, when the door of Yizhuang was blown open?
A layer of cold sweat broke out on Zhang Yuanqing's back.
At this moment, the coffin lid was lifted off by a huge force and fell to the ground with a "clang".
A twisted and terrifying figure stood up straight from the coffin. It had a human appearance, but had four heads on its shoulders. Each head was highly rotten and had a swollen face.
The ugly face has white pupils open.
With a continuous "click" sound, the four heads turned 180 degrees and turned towards Zhang Yuanqing, with four pairs of scary white pupils staring at him miserably.
With the faint light of the fire, Zhang Yuanqing saw their appearance clearly. They were the four bodyguards who had disappeared mysteriously in the past two days.
They should be monsters transformed by the Dream Master based on my inner worries, rather than the real evil things in the coffin.
As soon as the thought came to his mind, he saw the monster rising into the air and leaping straight out of the coffin, like a high-speed car, rushing towards him arrogantly.
Zhang Yuanqing retreated continuously. In the process, he kept trying night travel and star escape techniques, but they all failed.
The inventory cannot be opened either.
He had encountered this situation once before, when Deacon Pang used props to assassinate him.
The murderous woman in white in the dream was almost invincible. Looking back to this day, Zhang Yuanqing still has a psychological shadow. It's just that Master Wuhen helped him at that time, but now that he is in the dungeon, no one can help him anymore.
While his thoughts were flying, Zhang Yuanqing stopped retreating, drew out his steel knife, and slashed at the oncoming monster.
"when!"
The sharp blade struck the monster's head in the middle, splashing out dazzling sparks.
The blade curled up instantly.
The tiger's mouth where Zhang Yuanqing held the knife cracked and blood flowed. He was in so much pain that he could hardly hold the knife.
"Hoho~"
The monster spewed out foul-smelling black smoke from its four heads, bent its arms, and stabbed forward with its sharp nails.
Soon, Zhang Yuanqing's eyes blurred, and then there was a stinging pain in his chest, and ten black nails pierced into his chest.
Without thinking, he kicked the monster's steel-hard chest and flew back.
The four monsters let out a low roar of "ho ho", jumped up, easily flew over seven or eight meters, and came to kill them.
Zhang Yuanqing didn't even have a chance to check the injury, so he flew to the side.
After he fell down, he rolled continuously without thinking.
The four monsters jumped over and pierced their nails again and again, but failed again and again.
The attack method of this monster is the same as that of the zombie movies I watched when I was a child. Is this a nightmare extracted from the shadows of my childhood? Zhang Yuanqing's sense of crisis increased and he sped up.
Suddenly, he felt pain in his back and his rolling was blocked.
It hit a pillar.
Damn it, Zhang Yuanqing's face changed slightly, and almost the next second, a stench hit his nostrils.
He hurriedly raised the knife horizontally and raised it.
"Ding!"
The glossy black nails pierced the blade, and then the hand covered in corpse spots squeezed hard.
In the heart-wrenching sound of metal twisting, the steel knife was crushed into a steel bar.
Zhang Yuanqing, whose scalp was numb, quickly rolled past the monster's feet, put his arms on the ground, and fled outside Yizhuang.
He tried to open the lattice door, but no matter how hard he tried, the door just vibrated with a "clang" and could not be opened.
In desperation, he had no choice but to run towards the thin coffins.
The sound of "ping ping ping pong" continued. Zhang Yuanqing used obstacles to deal with the monsters. The thin coffins fell apart and flew away one by one. His situation became more and more dangerous.
The stronger the Dream Master, the more dangerous the dream, the greater the level gap between the two parties, and the stronger the suppression after falling into the dream.
Zhang Yuanqing was directly suppressed and became an ordinary person.
"who are you?"
"Come out, come out for me."
Zhang Yuanqing roared angrily while avoiding the monster's pursuit.
While he was talking, he was stabbed twice more by the monster. The wounds were not big, but deep, and blood gurgled out.
But the person behind the scenes never responded.
The two sides fought for a few more minutes. In the dream, Zhang Yuanqing, who was just an ordinary person, became more and more seriously injured, and his movements gradually became slower. Finally, in the fierce pursuit of the monster, he was not lucky enough to dodge, and was pierced by a jumping thorn.
heart.
The fierce monster raised its arms like a spear, lifting Zhang Yuanqing high.
"Hey, you actually have no backup plan?"
Suddenly, a soft voice came.
Zhang Yuanqing tried his best to raise his head and looked at the source of the sound. He saw a figure suddenly appearing next to the monster. This was a plump, tall, and extremely attractive woman.
She has a beautiful face, and her eyes and brows are full of moving spring, just like a ripe peach, and anyone can take a bite of the peach.
"Yichuan Mei?!" Zhang Yuanqing blurted out.
His face changed drastically and was full of shock. This was not a disguise, but a real emotion.
Yi Chuanmei is a high-level saint of the Southern Sect of Nihility Sect, with a well-known evil profession. The official can sort out a lot of her resume.
This person is very powerful and is the best among the sixth level. Even Fu Qingyang couldn't kill her.
As a Dream Palmist, she comes and goes without a trace. Most of the time, she is nowhere to be seen, but every year before and after the killing dungeon, she will take action to harvest official practitioners.
And I like to pick handsome men.
Her method of harvesting is not to kill people, but to turn male travelers into her slaves for her fun.
In addition, this person has a strong masochistic tendency and has risked his life several times to take the initiative to experience Fu Qingyang's skills.
Being able to escape several times under Fu Qingyang's hands shows his strength.
When Li Xianzong launched a terrorist attack in Songhai, Yi Chuanmei attacked Fu Qingyang to buy time for the former.
Zhang Yuanqing still remembers Fu Qingyang's evaluation of this woman: Psycho!
When the other party said her name, Yi Chuanmei said "oh":
"You know me? Well, I am the Night Wandering God of Taiyi Sect? Your level is not high, how could I be matched with a reptile like you.
"I don't know what your real appearance is. It's a pity that you are too weak. If you die in the dream, you will die in reality."
She is bright and charming, with a smile on her lips and a playful look in her eyes.
She didn't recognize me. I still look like Lin Ci now. Zhang Yuanqing's face was pale and he hung helplessly in the air. He held on for a breath and said:
"How did you find me? Yes, can you tell me so that I can understand clearly?"
Yichuan Mei smiled and said:
"you guess!"
Zhang Yuanqing looked at her with a disappointed face, the aura in his eyes dimmed and filled with deathly silence.
he died.
It was windy and rainy outside, and the firelight was swaying inside the village. All the bodyguards were sitting cross-legged by the bonfire, their heads bowed and falling asleep.
Near the door, Chen Wei leaned against her lover Lin Ci and slept soundly. Suddenly, Lin Ci's body turned into a stream of light and disappeared.
"Um?"
Chen Wei, who was leaning against him, tilted her body and opened her sleepy eyes.
It was at this time that another figure of Lin Ci appeared in her big, dark and bright eyes. He appeared out of thin air and had already arrived in front of her at some point.
Holding a small and exquisite purple and gold pumpkin hammer in his hand, he smashed it on the head.
"boom!"
Chen Wei's head exploded like a watermelon, brain tissue and bone fragments sputtering out.
Her delicate body suddenly stiffened, and then she fell backward.
"Dead. Did I kill Yi Chuanmei?"
Looking at the blood-stained headless female corpse, Zhang Yuanqing was surprised and happy.
Although he was a little surprised that the enemy was Ikawa Mei, things turned out as he expected.
Chen Xuedao's words gave him inspiration. Since he couldn't get rid of the dream, he should stay awake all the time. When he was awake, he wouldn't be afraid of dream masters.
So he took the initiative to go out to collect dry firewood, secretly used the Yata Mirror to create an identical clone for himself, and the real body used night travel to leave and hide outside the Yizhuang. He used the induction with the clone to closely monitor the people in the Yizhuang.
Every move.
In the dream before, Yi Chuanmei had not appeared for a long time. He did not dare to attack rashly. When the other party's thoughts were manifested in the dream, he decisively sneaked into Yi Zhuang and attacked the fragile Dream Palmist.
The woman Fu Qingyang didn't even kill was shot in the head by him with a hammer.
"To be on the safe side, let's see if the bloody disaster is still there."
Zhang Yuanqing took out the ghost mirror and looked at his face. He saw himself in the bronze mirror, with blood between his eyebrows and eyes.
This. His expression changed.
At the same time, someone said coldly: "How did you find me?"
With these words, the scene changed instantly. Yizhuang with the crackling bonfire disappeared, and Zhang Yuanqing found himself standing in the courtyard of Yizhuang in a windy and rainy night.
The lattice door reflecting the faint light of the fire was less than ten steps away from him.
He didn't enter Yizhuang at all. Everything he saw just now was an illusion.
"Squeak~"
The lattice door opened, and Chen Wei with a gloomy face walked out. She was still beautiful and bright, but she lacked the carefreeness and cheerfulness of the Fire Master.
She looked at Lin Ci in the courtyard and asked again, "How did you find me?"
The previous playfulness in the dream was gone.
Sure enough, it's not that easy to kill her. Hey, she didn't attack me immediately just now. Yes, the fake body's low level does not mean that the real body's level is low. She can't predict my strength. First, delay the time and summon the princess. Zhang Yuanqing hesitated.
Corners of mouth:
"you guess!"
Yichuan Mei suddenly narrowed her eyes, stared at Zhang Yuanqing for a moment, and suddenly smiled softly:
"I mean, why is my opponent so weak? It turned out to be a clone, but I didn't even notice it. Who are you? I'm becoming more and more curious about your identity.
"After Fengdu Ghost King was promoted to Lord, I have dealt with many of the sixth-level star officials of Taiyi Sect. You are not like them."
While Zhang Yuanqing was communicating with Princess Yinyao and Blood Rose outside Yizhuang, he tensed up his nerves, concentrated on the confrontation, and raised his lips again:
"you guess!"
Yi Chuanmei stood under the eaves, stretched out her hand to catch a string of raindrops, and said with a smile:
"Since you saw through my vest, you should know how I saw through you. To be honest, if there were no restrictions, I should have killed you last night."
Restrictions? What restrictions! When it came to this matter, Zhang Yuanqing was sure that the other party was afraid, so he tried to test it with words.
He was happy to bluff and obtain information, saying:
"It must have been the time when Goulan listened to the music. I rejected you."
Yichuan Mei nodded slightly:
"You and I both know the relationship between Lin Ci and Chen Wei. Oh, a young man with a strong temper and a taste of women actually refused his lover's advances when conditions allowed.
"Apart from your official hypocrites who claim to have high moral standards, I really can't think of any other possibility."
This is what happened to make us a couple. Thinking of sleeping in the same bed with this woman and kissing her with tongues, Zhang Yuanqing felt chills in his heart. This is a peak level 6 person.
He tried:
"You just said restrictions, what restrictions?"
Yichuan Mei smiled and said:
"You haven't answered my question yet, how did you discover me."
Zhang Yuanqing glanced over her shoulder, looked at the lattice door, and shouted:
"You and Zhao Youcai went to bed last night. You handled the smell very well, but you both opened the door late. That's when I started to suspect that the evil profession was not lurking around, but in the team."
"That's all?" Yi Chuanmei looked unbelieving.
Of course, the princess and Blood Rose have been searching outside for a long time. There is not even a single person in Yizhuang for several miles, so the enemy must be inside. Zhang Yuanqing smiled and said:
"It's your turn to answer."
Yi Chuanmei pondered for a moment and said:
"The coffin can only feed two people a night. I can't use the skills of this profession during the day. This is my limitation."
That's not quite right, why didn't you just let the coffin eat me and Chen Xuedao? Zhang Yuanqing quickly analyzed it.
He believed that Yi Chuanmei did not tell the truth, or kept part of it.
Yi Chuanmei repeated the topic just now:
"You determined my identity just because we opened the door late?"
Zhang Yuanqing said:
"No one knows fire masters better than me. Fire masters will not find partners of the same profession, because they have a bad temper and cannot manage relationships at all.
"Chen Wei can't have an affair with Zhao Youcai, unless Chen Wei is not Chen Wei. When I left the inn this morning, didn't I leave something in the room? In fact, I went to see Zhao Youcai's sheets. Tsk, Yichuan Mei, you
It’s quite moist.”
He deliberately used a ridiculing tone to show that he was confident and influence Yi Chuanmei's judgment.
Yichuan Mei sighed:
"If you hadn't rejected me that night, I wouldn't have vented my anger on Zhao Youcai. His performance in the hook bar was pretty good. But if I could, I would still like to find you because you are the night wandering god.
"Although not every Night God is a demon king, I still like them for their strong recovery power."
How many women did the Demon King sleep with? Zhang Yuanqing no longer knew what expression to make.
At this moment, a shrill scream came from Yi Zhuang.
Yi Chuanmei raised her lips: "The time has come, my mission is completed!"
