The enemy used nightmares to plot against him first, but failed, so he asked the Fan brothers to set up an ambush. They killed him twice in a row in one night, and their methods were extremely cruel. It can be said that they hated him and wanted to kill him.
But if He Lingchuan was not lucky, Jiao Yu was probably picking out a coffin for him at the moment. It was only half a night before the other party came to bully him again!
This is really a slap in the face, and does not show any regard for the Crown Prince's special envoy or the majesty of the Chiyan King.
"It's important to get down to business first. Remember these two accounts first." He Lingchuan patted the tiger's head, "I have a hunch that the settlement will be settled soon."
When the enemy uses this method, the two sides are determined to be at odds with each other, and there is no room for change. Is it possible that Zhongsun Mou and Cen Fu are so arrogant because they are too anxious?
At this time, he should calm down.
As a result, the first thing he did next was to sneak into the street and eat a steaming bowl of salty porridge.
This is to boil diced tofu, diced radish, diced pork and dried clams with rice porridge, then add any vegetables you can find at hand, cook until the rice grains bloom, the porridge is thick and sticky, and add a lethal amount of pepper
It's ready to serve.
He Lingchuan tasted it and found that it tasted good, but the reason for the bustling crowd was not only this, but also the two grains of salted milk that were served with the porridge.
This thing is as white as snow and bulging like glutinous rice balls. If you bite it raw without understanding, you will only get a mouth full of crumbs, which is not delicious at all. But if you shake it hard into the bottom of the boiling porridge, soak it well.
After a few dozen breaths, it will become a soft, elastic and elastic baby. With one sip, the salty fragrance of buffalo milk will explode in your mouth!
"It's so cool!" He Lingchuan tasted this kind of thing for the first time and immediately drank up two bowls of salty porridge.
When the third bowl came, he also asked for two fried dough sticks fresh from the pan and a bowl of Houlin beans.
This kind of yellow beans is cooked soft and glutinous, and tastes like bean paste filling, but salty. The local way of eating is to scoop up Houlin beans and stuff them into the gaps of the fried dough sticks, and then crunch them
When you bite into it, it's crispy on the outside and soft and chewy on the inside, doubly delicious.
The midsummer morning was not much cooler, so everyone still gathered around the low table, snoring and wiping sweat while eating.
Jiao Yu could only eat cold food, so he went to the market next door to buy half a fan of fresh lamb hind legs, which were slaughtered in the early morning and weighed less than twenty kilograms.
It doesn't have a good appetite, so it can just eat some.--
Cheng Yu is also having breakfast.
The fragrant and delicious medicinal porridge, the last ingredient of which was ginseng, tasted like nothing in his mouth.
His chest felt so tight that he felt nauseous, so he managed to eat a few more mouthfuls, and the food almost spurted out of his throat. He had no choice but to push the bowl away and said, "Get rid of it."
Uncle Wu next to him saw that his face was as pale as gold paper and his expression was sluggish, and he said with concern: "You still have to find a way to sleep for a while."
This guy has such a great reputation, such a high salary, and his previous arrogance, he dared to boss the young master around.
The young master also had high hopes for him, thinking that he would succeed immediately. What was the result?
As a result, he failed to attack the prince's envoy and was seriously injured instead. Now he has to take full care of himself and fill his mouth with all the good medicine.
Simply ridiculous.
"If I could sleep, I would have lied down long ago." Cheng Yu gave him a cold look, "The fact that he can kill hundreds of people means that he is also proficient in spells. If I fell asleep, I would give him an opportunity to take advantage of him.
Who doesn’t know that after a serious injury, the most important thing is to sleep well. Sufficient sleep can nourish your energy and store up your energy. No panacea can replace this.
But where would he dare to sleep now?
Last night's method failed. As soon as he left, the opponent chased him to the inn. This shows that He's tracking spell is also very good, and he may even have got some clues from the Hundred-Faced Nightmare.
The Hundred-faced Nightmare was actually defeated. It was still unbelievable to him now that he thought about it. It was a nightmare transformed from the soul of an immortal!
But the fact was before his eyes, and he couldn't help but not believe it.
Uncle Wu felt contempt in his heart, was this guy so afraid of He Xiao that he didn't dare to sleep? But on the surface, he still wanted to sigh for him: "Isn't this daytime?" People like them, don't they do harm to others at night?
?
Cheng Yu was silent.
He suspected that the other party also had nightmares in his hands, even more so than
Baimian is even more powerful.
Uncle Wu said again, "It's not possible to hold on like this. You have adjusted your breath several times."
A normal person would feel uncomfortable without sleep. If someone like Cheng Yu was seriously injured and still tried to force himself to wake up, he would probably end up fainting.
Uncle Wu said again: "My young master has just set out to find this person named He himself. Would you like to take the opportunity to sleep for a while?"
At this time, He Xiao had to deal with Cen Boqing, and he should not be able to use his hands to plot against Cheng Yu. After hearing this, Cheng Yu also thought this was a solution.
As soon as he relaxed, his mind became even more dizzy.
"Then I'll sleep for a while. Find someone to sit in the courtyard and keep an eye on the rope bell formation!" Cheng Yu slowly moved to the bed. "No matter which direction the rope bell rings, it means there is an invisible evil spirit approaching. You must hurry up.
Shake me awake."
He had already set up some talisman arrays in the house, and ordered people to wrap a red rope around each of the four corners of the house, the four corners of the courtyard, and the four corners outside the courtyard, and then tied eighteen, thirty-six, and seventy-two talisman arrays respectively.
A silver bell.
That's equivalent to three squares nested inside each other.
Strangely enough, the bells would still jingle before they were hung up, and the gatekeeper thought it would be too noisy, but after the red rope was tightened, they all stopped.
The wind was strong today, but it was strange that none of the more than a hundred silver bells rang. After Cheng Yu finished explaining, he lay down on the bed in the middle of the rope bell array.
He was so tired and tired that he fell asleep in a second.
Uncle Wu immediately sent two people to guard the yard, and every two hours, two people came to change shifts with them.
Time passes slowly.
Uncle Wu stretched himself, thinking that he still had things to do, and was about to get up and leave when he suddenly heard the crisp ringing of a bell.
Ding ding ding--
It seems to be coming from the east.
At first, only the outermost rope bell rang. In the blink of an eye, the middle rope bell also rang.
Uncle Wu did not dare to delay. He stepped to the bedside and shook Cheng Yu's shoulders vigorously: "Wake up! Wake up quickly!"
As long as the guy didn't open his eyes, he didn't mind slapping him twice more. Blood suddenly flowed from Cheng Yu's nose.
Uncle Wu was startled, thinking that he had been tricked. However, Cheng Yu still opened his eyes.
The moment he opened his eyes, the crisp ringing suddenly stopped. The three people beside him looked up, feeling strange.
Cheng Yu didn't sleep for a while, but he was still not in good spirits and felt weak: "How long have I been sleeping?"
"A quarter of an hour." Uncle Wu said solemnly, "He actually came."
Sleeping for a short while is not as good as not sleeping for a seriously injured body. Cheng Yu pressed his drowsy head: "I have set up a talisman array, so ordinary spell masters cannot follow you here."
Those talisman formations are like a maze, and even weaker magicians will be trapped and die in them.
Wu Boqi said: "He is just a teenager. He seems to have good martial arts skills, but he doesn't seem to be good at spells. The guards around him are even less like it."
"How can you tell whether you can do spells or not?" Cheng Yu said angrily, "Besides, people who are proficient in spells may not necessarily be people."
"So, what to do now?"
Cheng Yu thought for a moment and took out a transparent shell from his pocket.
The shell is almost clear and colorless, but snowflakes are flying inside the shell, as if it is experiencing a snowstorm.
There is also a small wooden house in the middle of the shell. The doors and windows are closed, and warm light shines from inside. If He Lingchuan were here, he would probably recognize it as a snow globe.
There is also a small plug on the screw. Uncle Wu was also curious: "What is this?"
"Dreamland." Cheng Yu was still a little reluctant, "This is a fixed and closed dreamland. No other spells or nightmares can invade it, but it can only be used three times... I have already used it twice, and this is the only one left.
the last time."
This kind of life-saving trick should be used once and less often.
But then again, if you don’t need it now, when will you stay?
He asked Uncle Wu: "Did you see the lantern outside the door?"
"Yes." Uncle Wu could see through the shell, a pair of red lanterns hung at the door of the wooden house, swaying in the wind and snow.
"Red Lantern
Once it lights up, tighten the stopper and seal off the entire dreamland." Cheng Yu said sternly, "Wait until the red lantern dims, then open it again, there can be no mistakes!"
"good."
"During this period, keep my dreamland and my body safe and don't let others take it away."
"It's a small matter." Uncle Wu smiled, "You are resting in the Cen Mansion compound now. No one dares to break in here." "That's it..." Cheng Yu coughed a few times and his expression worsened, "That's good.
.”
His face was as ugly as a dead man's, but he still insisted on giving the last instruction: "Absolutely, absolutely do not remove the plug early. I was severely injured this time, and it will take a long time to recover. Pulling the plug early will cause my soul to be scattered, and not only will I be injured,
If there is an accident, the person who pulls out the plug will also be unlucky. Remember, remember!" Uncle Wu agreed.
Cheng Yu then swallowed some pills and lay down again.
Uncle Wu was holding the shell, and he always felt that after Cheng Yu closed his eyes, there was something more in the room. After a while, Cheng Yu began to snore.
The snowstorm in the shell suddenly stopped, and the red lantern suddenly lit up.
Uncle Wu did not dare to neglect, and quickly tightened the plug of the screw mouth, completely sealing the entire shell.
Then the snowy scene there remained the same, and the orange light from the wooden house was warm, but it seemed like... someone was moving?
Uncle Wu took a closer look and saw that a figure was indeed reflected on the window paper, as if walking back and forth in the room.
Is this person Cheng Yu?
About two-quarters of an hour later, the rope bell outside the yard suddenly rang again. Ding Ling Ling, Ding Ling Ling.
There was a noise outside the courtyard, and there was a noise inside the courtyard.
Something is approaching this room quickly.
Soon, the rope bell in the house also rang!
The ringtone was crisp, cold, messy, urgent and strange. For the first time in his life, Uncle Wu hated the ringtone so much.
He knew that his opponent had already entered the house and was right here, hanging around him and Cheng Yu.
But he can't see or hear the other party, and it's even possible that the other party can't see or hear them.
The two parties may not be in the same space.
Probably because he couldn't find Cheng Yu, the other party was a little anxious, so the bells on the four ropes in the room rang together.
Is this thing running around the house? Uncle Wu looked at the shell in his hand.
The figures in the wooden house were also shaking and seemed very nervous.