Chapter 422 Dreaming in a dream, seeing the body outside the body
It's raining.
Water flies from the ground to the sky, like a heavy rain from bottom to top.
Staggering up, Wu Ming groped his way to his feet in the darkness. The water spray made his cheeks wet and his clothes were soaked.
Surprisingly, I didn’t feel cold...
The knee-deep water is warm, and the softness is close to the skin. It is reminiscent of the moist and warm mist in the rainforest at noon. It touches the face softly and warms the body.
At this time, Wuming realized that he was naked.
He groped for half a circle in the water. When he breathed, a fragrant smell like balm poured into his nose. Even his exhalation was slightly sweet, like golden honey diluted by water.
So sweet.
He was startled.
So sweet...sweeter than sugar...
The taste lingered on my lips and teeth, as if it had a bit of a tough flavor.
Familiar, as if it reminds people of a long, long time ago...
Wu Ming remembered that behind the small rockery in Qijinting, he and Xiao Qiu were sitting opposite each other, distributing sugar. At that time, the thin and crispy sugar flakes seemed to be able to be bitten into pieces, as if the sugar was like sugar cane and like honey.
When it melts in the teeth and flows down the throat, my heart is beating fast, as if I am also expecting something.
What are you looking forward to?
The fragrant smell like balm floated quietly on the water. In the heavy rain that seemed to come from the bottom up, a figure suddenly fell silent, as silent as a stone sculpture.
"It's so sweet..."
After a long time, he said softly.
The extremely rich fragrance penetrates straight into the mind, making the mind go pale.
Wu Ming was groping on the water. He seemed to have walked through thick fog or stepped on a lotus in the clouds. Even his steps were light and airy.
Those moments where you just turn your eyes alternately go back and forth in your mind, like a school of fish in the deep sea floating on the surface to take a breath. They jump out of the water one by one, spitting out small golden bubbles towards the sun and air, and their scales
Colorful light is reflected on it.
Wuming never thought that he could remember so many things. Every moment, he could think of Xiaoqiu's face.
Happy ones, frowning ones, mountain climbers, flute players, shaking their heads and making faces, all happy or unhappy, sad and not sad.
The memory begins to stretch infinitely here, along with the fragrance that fills the mind, bit by bit, as if it can be extended to the beginning, that small rockery full of afterglow...
Sudden!
"Ahhhhh!!!"
The screams erupted in horror, so violent that it reminded people of a cat whose tail was stepped on.
The light string in his mind suddenly broke, and all his reverie disappeared in an instant. Wu Ming was frightened by the cry and took a few steps back. In the darkness ahead, a frightened and frightened male voice sounded.
"Who??? Who touched me!!!"
The male voice had a hint of crying:
"A ghost? If a ghost touches me, am I dead now?!!!"
The mournful cry reached the ears, and then was mixed with the yelling and yelling from nowhere, and the water splashed violently, in the long stalemate and embarrassment.
A squeaking sound...
Then a light came on.
Women in gorgeous clothes and wide sleeves, with ancient expressions on their brows, walked in one after another. They left the door without knowing where, and the bright light was like a tide, washing away every inch of darkness here.
As far as the eye can see, there is no longer any cover.
It was at this moment that everyone squinted their eyes under the bright light and involuntarily held their breath.
This is a large, tall house, with fourteen green beams with green leaves supporting the roof side by side. A feather-colored gauze hangs on each beam, as thin as cicada wings, but yet transparent
Dark, as cold as metal.
The young women smiled and rolled up the drooping gauze to let in the light from outside. Although they were laughing, they did not make any sound, and their eyebrows were gentle.
"We are now..."
In the distance, Mr. Gongyang whispered: "Is it in the pool?"
There were bright lights outside the gauze curtain, and in the pool made of blue-gold bricks, the men looked at each other, feeling a little stunned for a moment.
This place is like a residence that can only be owned by heavenly beings or gods, a scene that only exists in fantasy. Coral trees three people tall are everywhere, like ordinary bonsais, dotted around them, guarding the blue-gold pool, leopard skin
The ground is covered with fur-like blankets, as soft as clouds, but occasionally a little bit of pale lightning shines through. The pillars are completely carved from sea jade, and hundreds of small wind chimes are hung under the eaves, which are faintly yellow.
It's golden and makes a tinkling sound when the wind blows.
Wu Ming immersed himself in the water again in embarrassment. He looked around silently, his pupils shrinking slightly.
Looking up, it seems that there is only this green-gold pool in the entire hall. It is embedded in the center of the hall, like a sapphire embedded in a white jade...
"The distinguished guest has come as requested, and the host is very happy."
The women gently threw the broken ice into the pool. The moment the broken ice cracked, a scent of balm-like mist surged onto the surface of the water, with a rich fragrance.
Only at this time did ignorance see the rain, the heavy rain that seemed to come from the bottom up.
Four gluttonous animal heads hung at the four corners of the pool. They sprayed mist, and then turned the mist into a torrential rain that soared into the sky and fell on everyone.
In the corner of the veil, a woman with a piece of jade between her brows threw broken ice, half-knelt down, and spoke softly to Wu Ming and others. She was the oldest among the women, and the most magnificent:
"The master has hosted a dinner party in Bai Yujing. After the distinguished guest takes a bath, please go with the servant girl."
"How many more of us are there?" Wuming asked.
"The ladies are in the other pool."
"Where is this?"
"Yuan Qiao."
"I……"
"Please take a bath, please."
The woman smiled warmly, and before Wu Ming waited for another question, she quietly took everyone with her and bowed slightly before exiting.
There was light coming in from outside the hall, without the obstruction of the gauze curtain, making the inside much brighter than before.
After a brief silence, Mr. Gongyang's surprised voice sounded.
"Aren't we on the Black Sea in Lianhuaxu? Where is this place!" He showed a smile that was even more ugly than bitterness: "Where are the Yin gods? Where are the five realms? Have we ascended to heaven? This is the paradise after death.
?!"
"Isn't there light..."
Song Chi shrank his neck and calmly moved farther away from Taoist Fei Xuan beside him. Just now, he felt as if Taoist Fei Xuan touched him:
"I clearly remember that Mingzang in gold armor seemed to call out the word 'mirage', and then a light rushed over, and then we woke up in this pool..."
"Are there just a few of us? Where are the Yan family's guards?"
"The most urgent task is to find out where this place is!"
"Afraid it's not the heavenly palace after death?"
"Crow's Mouth!"
Obviously, we were still on the Black Sea just now, surrounded by countless ghosts and gods, and several figures from the Five Realms were crossing the sea hand in hand. It was a tragic situation where there was no life or death.
But it was just a blink of an eye.
They actually lay in the warm pool, feeling comfortable and comfortable all over, as if they could melt into the warm pool water for a long time. Even their breaths were filled with a sweet fragrance like honey.
There is nothing weirder in the world than this...
Whether this was hysteria at the time of death or the true paradise after death, several people debated for a long time without coming to a conclusion. At this time, ignorance suddenly reared its head.
"I remember, Mr. Song..."
Wu Ming raised his head: "Didn't Mr. Song's right arm be bitten off by the Yin God?"
Everyone was shocked, as if a cold air rushed from the top of their feet to their foreheads.
"I, I...right!"
Song Chi raised his arms after realizing it, and his voice suddenly became stupid:
"Yes...my hand is broken, isn't it?"
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In another small building.
The man wearing golden armor crawled desperately on the ground, as if he was afraid of the inexplicable darkness behind him. His face was ferocious, and he no longer had the indifference and calmness before, only panic and complete fear remained.
"Mirage! Mirage!"
The man's eyes gradually became distracted: "How do you, how do you..."
"After all, the five Mingzangs are working together. It's really not easy to defeat you. It will also alarm other people."
Stone Monk rubbed his hands and stood in the darkness with a smile: "In desperation, this is the only way to break the deadlock."
Phew~
He blew a long breath and slowly rolled towards the struggling figure in front of him. The man who was still struggling suddenly felt his eyes split open, but he fell down as weak as a piece of stiff wood.
"I'm... not willing to die like this..."
The man yelled hoarsely, his voice was unclear and intermittent, and his head hung weakly: "I don't accept it..."
"If I were you, I wouldn't accept it either."
The Stone Monk sighed, walked over the man's stiff body, walked to the window, and pushed open the small dusty window.
A good wind blows and the moon passes to the west of the building, and there are few people in front of the building.
A moon disk hung in the dark sky, and the clear light illuminated the entire cloud layer and the sea below the clouds, making the cliffs and rocks look strangely jagged.
This is a small wooden building on the cliff facing the sea. The stone monk opened the window and could just see the vast expanse of water rolling into waves and surging against the cliff rocks.
"Yuan Qiao, Bai Yujing..."
He wiped the water splashing on his face: "Even though I have seen it many times, this place is still so unforgettable."
