Su Wu looked at her sister's confused eyes and was speechless for a moment.
The situation he faced now would take a long time to explain to a normal person, let alone explaining to a sister who is sometimes very emotional and intelligent, and sometimes ignorant.
He was speechless for a while, but when he saw that his sister was still staring at him closely, he thought carefully and said: "I reversed time and space in some way and escaped to an era earlier than reality.
That's why we can avoid dying under those weird laws of death.
Danjia, Dolma and the others are not from this time and space, so naturally they can only stay in the dream world.
But you are different from them..."
"I am your sister.
It must be different from them." Lunzhu grabbed Su Wu's hand and shook it hard, with a very determined look in his eyes.
Now there was no need for Su Wu to explain to her.
Seeing that the opportunity was good, Su Wu patted Lunzhu's palm and said: "Sister, I usually stay in the shadow of robbery and rarely show up here. People here don't know you. If you show up rashly, you will be shocked." to them.
It’s not good for what I want to do.”
"Okay, I understand." Lunzhu nodded.
The two chatted for a while, and then Ajie turned back to the shadow of Blood River Tribulation.
Su Wu glanced at the urn behind the memorial tablet of 'Li Wenjuan' - there was still a strange charm inside, and there was nothing unusual. However, Su Wu had never let go of his guard against it. Talking with my sister still attracted the power of ghost dreams, and set up various obstacles to communicate with Bai Ju.
If there was a method in the urn that Su Wu could not detect to monitor him, he would have set up those obstacles to block the prying eyes of the 'silver-like cross' in the urn.
When Bai Ju left, he recommended a candidate who might be able to help him in the past, namely, the 'Master Black Nuo'.
According to what Bai Ju said before, this 'Black Nuo' is stronger than Bai Ju. If Su Wu contained him in the King of Eight Consciousnesses, it would be equivalent to containing more than 10% of ghost dreams in his mind.
Calculating the time, he has actually just accommodated Grand Master Bai Ju and not long ago accommodated 10% of Guimeng's power.
The King of Eight Consciousnesses has not yet recovered from his tired state.
So he still needs some time to regain his sense of self, and then try to communicate with Heinuo, try to persuade the other party, and accommodate the other party.
He lay on the bed with his eyes closed and meditative.
Having gone through many catastrophes before, Su Wu's spirit was always in a state of high tension.
I relaxed and fell asleep for a while.
It only took a moment or two for him to wake up from his sleep. He heard the sound of hurried and heavy footsteps outside the door. He opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, and there was no trace of sleepiness at all.
squeak--
At this time, the footsteps outside the door became quieter.
The two doors were gently pushed open.
A round head poked in from the door and looked at Su Wu on the bed with big eyes. Under the thick eyebrows, a pair of big round eyes met Su Wu's gaze, and the cautious look in the round eyes suddenly disappeared. Go and turn into ecstasy!
Kick, kick, kick!
The man ran straight into the room and walked to the head of Su Wu's bed in a few steps. He looked young but looked like a calf and reached out to pat Su Wu on the shoulder!
Before his palm fell, an angry shout came from behind him: "Huzi!"
The calf-like young man shrank his neck in fright at the angry shout. The palm of his hand that almost hit Su Wu's shoulder gently fell on the corner of the quilt. He carefully tucked the corner of Su Wu's quilt and scratched his head. , laughed roughly and said: "Zhuzi."
He called Su Wu, then turned to meet the old woman who was walking in a hurry, out of breath. He hurriedly supported her and listened to the woman with a smile as she kept scolding him: "You - you're dead Child, you damn child!
Let you, slow down, slow down, why are you in such a hurry?!
Hey, Zhuzi is recovering from his illness, please don’t move and replace him, do you hear me?”
"I heard it, I heard it!
Grandma, please slow down and don't be in a hurry." The young man said with a smile.
The old woman leaned against him, took a deep breath, patted his back, and then looked at Su Wu lying on the bed. Seeing that Su Wu's eyes were bright and his energy was completely restored, she immediately smiled and patted him again. 'Huzi''s back: "Zhuzi, you and Huzi are playing here, ha!
Huzi has hunted a pheasant, let’s eat chicken stew tonight!”
"I understand, grandma." Su Wu nodded in agreement.
"Be careful!
Zhuzi is just right, don't fight with him!" The old woman warned "Huzi" a few more times, then walked slowly out the door on crutches.
"Grandma, make some more steamed buns!" Huzi shouted to her.
"Do you need to remind me?"
The old woman snorted and walked out of the door.
'Hu Zi' watched the old woman leave, turned around and sat on the bed, and looked at Su Wu happily on the bed: "Can't you move yet?
You look more energetic now than before you got sick!"
"active.
I have already gained strength now, but my grandma still won’t let me get out of bed.” Looking at the young man with round head, big eyes and thick eyebrows, who looked like a little tiger cub, Su Wu knew that the young man was ‘Li Heihu’, the original owner of the jade pendant. Master, Li She asked the person he asked to help take care of him.
He smiled helplessly and seemed quite troubled by his grandma's refusal to let him get out of bed.
"You just recovered from your illness, please rest more!" Li Heihu looked at Su Wu for a while, then suddenly remembered something, turned around and took out a slingshot from the leather bag on his waist, and handed it to Su Wu, "Here you go!
Haven't you always wanted a slingshot? I've been saving the materials for a long time, and I've saved them for you.
When you get better, you can use this to kill birds!
Don't hit people with this, it will hurt!"
That slingshot was not the 'Y'-shaped slingshot that is common in modern times, but was similar in shape to a bow and arrow. The entire slingshot was made of bamboo wood, and even the 'bow string' was made of bamboo pieces. Two bamboo pieces' Between the bow strings, there are two slings made of tendons of an unknown animal. There is a round bowl in the middle of the slings for placing projectiles.
After Su Wu took the slingshot, Li Heihu reminded him: "Hide the slingshot well, don't let grandma see it.
Let grandma see it, you will suffer, and I will suffer even more!"
"Okay, okay!" Su Wu nodded in agreement, first hid the slingshot under the pillow, and said to Li Heihu, "I will put it under the pillow first, and when it gets dark and grandma falls asleep, I will hide the slingshot somewhere else."
place to go.”
"Yeah." Li Heihu nodded, patted the skin on his lower back, and his expression became hesitant again.
Su Wu's eyes fell on the bulging leather bag behind him and asked, "What's wrong?"
After all, Li Heihu is not a coy person.
He only hesitated for a moment, and then under Su Wu's inquiry, he asked directly: "When you were not sick a few days ago, you kept telling me that when you sleep in this room at night, there will be someone wearing a white hijab.
A woman got out of... your mother's urn and strangled you... Did you tell the foreign Taoist priest who treated you about this?"
A woman wearing a white hijab...
Coming out of the urn...
Li Heihu's eyes glanced at the 'Li Wenjuan' tablet facing the main hall door from time to time, with some worry in his eyes.
Su Wu's eyes narrowed slightly and he replied: "I didn't have time to talk to that foreign Taoist priest.
After the foreign Taoist priest recited a sutra, I woke up.
Then he wanted me to worship at their Daqin Temple, but grandma and the others refused, so they kicked him out."
"The foreign Taoist priest has no good intentions." Li Heihu shook his head, and seeing Su Wu's puzzled look, he explained to Su Wu in a low voice, "In this Jinliu Village, the prestige of our Li family has always been relatively high.
Those foreign Taoist priests have been preaching in various villages around Jinliu Village. In Jinliu Village, the only big village nearby, no one believes in their Daqin religion. They want to persuade us, the Li family, to believe in their Daqin religion first.
Others in Jinliu Village also followed suit.
They give out food, oil, and sometimes eggs to people who believe in the Da Qin religion. They seem to be good people, but Grandpa and the others said that pie never falls in the sky, and it is possible to cut them with a knife.
The more diligent they are, the more it means that they... want more things, and the less we can fulfill their wishes!
If you believe them, they might use some evil method to control you, then control our Li family, and finally control the entire Jinliu Village!"
Li Heihu speaks plainly, but in the end his words are rough and rational.
Su Wu even knew that the "Da Qin Sect" was very terrifying. Even Bai Ju called the foreign Taoist priests of the Da Qin Sect and even those foreigners "not like real people." He naturally agreed with Li Heihu's words and nodded: "Fortunately
Grandma and the others pushed that foreign Taoist priest out."
"Hey, although this is good, this is not good either... The foreign Taoist priest is gone, but maybe the ghost in your mother's urn is not gone?
It is said that Aunt Wenjuan was killed by a group of masons who were driving piles...
She won't come to you now, will she?" Li Heihu looked distressed.
If an ordinary person stayed in the room where Li Wenjuan's ashes were placed and listened to Li Heihu muttering something like, "Li Wenjuan is coming out to find him," he would be frightened and scold him for his nagging.
But Su Wu was also an unusual person, and he knew that there was indeed something strange in the urn.
He didn't know what happened before, but now he heard from Li Heihu that before "Zhuzi" got sick, he often saw a "woman wearing a white hijab" pinching his neck at night, and he had a deeper understanding of the whole thing.
The mystery in the urn has not been eliminated. Will the 'woman wearing a white hijab' appear again tonight?
Su Wu was quite curious about this.
If it appears again tonight, maybe he can take the opportunity to seize some clues and learn more about the plot behind the foreign Taoist priests of the Great Qin Sect.
Moreover, Li Wenjuan's death had nothing to do with the Daqin Sect.
Instead, he was more involved with a group of masons who were 'driving piles'.
——There are more and more mysteries.
But the truth is getting closer.
"Are you scared?" Li Heihu looked at Su Wu.
Su Wu didn't know for a moment whether he should be afraid or not, so he remained silent.