At this moment, Mu Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and a bright divine light shot out.
The strange woman let out a sharp scream and grabbed Mu Feng with both hands.
Her hands were pale, but her bright red nails were very long. Wherever they passed, the whole air suddenly became gloomy.
"roll!"
Mu Feng shouted loudly, and the power of the Soul Resurrection Technique in his voice shot out like countless arrows.
The woman made a strange and terrifying sound, and instantly disintegrated into countless shadows and disappeared into the room.
When Mu Feng opened his eyes again, he found that he was still sitting cross-legged on the bed, with heavy shadows falling from the bamboo forest outside the window, partially reflecting the inside of the house.
The entire bamboo house was silent, as if there was no other noise between heaven and earth except for Mu Feng's breathing and heartbeat.
"Was it a dream just now?"
Mu Feng frowned slightly. The moment he was about to get up, he was shocked to find that his whole body could not move.
"Damn it! What's going on?"
The blue veins on Mu Feng's forehead were all visible, and he was running the "Eternal Heart Method", frantically mobilizing the spiritual energy in his body.
?But what frightened him was that his whole body was not in control, and even his spiritual energy could not move. His whole body was like a sculpture, motionless.
Suddenly, Mu Feng noticed that the bamboo shadows on the ground inside the house stopped swaying and became strangely still.
Then he found that the bamboo shadow began to change and became thinner. In the end, it was no longer a bamboo shadow at all, but more like the shadow of some kind of woman's hair.
Under Mu Feng's shocked gaze, the shadow of the hair slowly moved toward him, and finally stopped in front of him.
A woman's head with long, disheveled hair slowly emerged from the shadow of her hair.
Her face was completely covered by her long hair and she couldn't see the lineup clearly, but Mu Feng would never admit that she was the strange woman in the dream just now.
"A fierce ghost?
Evil spirit?"
Mu Feng gradually calmed down, looked at the strange woman in front of him, and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"
"Forever...forever...together..." The strange woman's neck slowly stretched out, her face covered by long hair kept getting closer to Mu Feng's cheek, and she made intermittent dry and hoarse sounds.
The sound was very strange and creepy.
Mu Feng's face was gloomy. Although he had many means at his disposal, he found that none of them could be used at this moment.
There seemed to be a strange force that restrained Mu Feng's whole body like a rope, making him unable to move at all.
"At...once..." The woman's face got closer and closer. A wisp of cold wind blew from the window, blowing the ends of the woman's hair. Mu Feng saw half of the woman's face.
The moment he saw this half of his face, even though Mu Feng was determined, he couldn't help but feel something in his heart.
Half of this face was covered in blood and flesh, and the eyeballs were gouged out, leaving only a blood hole-like eye socket, and blood continued to flow from the eye socket.
Mu Feng opened his eyes again and found that he was still sitting cross-legged on the bed, and his whole body was soaked in cold sweat, looking quite embarrassed.
"A dream within a dream?"
Mu Feng looked around and found that there were still familiar bamboo houses around him, but his heart completely sank.
Just now, he woke up twice in total, and both times he dreamed of the strange woman. Mu Feng knew that he was trapped in a dream within a dream.
"Who is that woman?
Could it be..." Mu Feng thought of something, walked out of the bamboo house quickly, and knocked on Yan Yuhuan's door.
After a while, Yan Yuhuan opened the door, looked at Mu Feng outside the door, and asked in surprise: "Little friend Mu! Why did you come to my place again? Did something happen?"
"Mr. Yan! Is that Buddha and Demon statue still with you?"
Mu Feng asked with a serious face.
Yan Yuhuan smiled and said: "Of course! This thing is of great importance, how can I be trivial?"
"If you don't mind, I'd like to take a look!"
Mu Feng said with serious eyes.
Hearing this, Yan Yuhuan was startled at first, but he did not refuse and took out the Buddha and Demon statue from the space ring.
At this moment, the Buddha and Demon statue was still half black and half gilded, and the weird smile on the Buddha statue seemed to have disappeared, at least Mu Feng couldn't see it now.
"Is there anything strange about this Buddha and Demon statue just now?"
Mu Feng looked at Yan Yuhuan and asked in a deep voice.
Yan Yuhuan shook his head and said: "There's nothing wrong with it, it just doesn't seem as evil as before!"
Mu Feng carefully examined the Buddha and Demon statue in front of him. After noticing nothing unusual, he asked Yan Yuhuan to put it away.
"Mr. Yan! Please don't mind if I bother you so late!"
Mu Feng cupped his fists and saluted Yan Yuhuan, then turned and left Yan Yuhuan's room.
"Is it really a dream?"
Mu Feng murmured to himself, feeling a little irritable.
But what he didn't notice was that the moment Yan Yuhuan closed the door, the Buddha and Demon statue faced his back again, showing a strange smile.
The next day.
Yan Yuhuan took the statue of Buddha and Demon, said goodbye to Mu Feng, Kong Chen and the others, and left Wuyang Valley in the air.
In the next two days, Mu Feng basically accompanied Li Wenshu, Yunyun and other relatives and friends, enjoying the two days of peace and quiet.
In these two days, Mu Feng also helped Xiao Sang solve many difficult problems regarding the spiritual formation, and helped Xiao Sang enter the realm of a middle-level master.
What makes Mu Feng strange is that since that day when he had a dream within a dream, he never dreamed about that strange woman again.
But he always had a bad feeling in his heart, as if ever since he had that dream, he always felt like he was being followed.
Even though he knew that no one could follow him in Wuyang Valley, he still had this feeling.
Three days have come.
Gu Xiyu, Xing Xiuqi, Ji Mingxu and Feng Luofei were already ready to go, with excitement in their eyes.
Today we will set off to the far south of Lihuo and enter the tomb of King Wu who is about to be born.
The Nine Swords Martial King was extremely famous in the Lihuo Kingdom, and his strength far surpassed the two great Martial Kings Zhenguo and Qinghong.
Mu Feng estimated that this Nine Swords Martial King was at least a mid-level Martial King, far beyond the ordinary junior Martial King.
Therefore, there must be really good things in the tomb of the Nine Swords Martial King, and even many powerful Martial Kings are excited.
Mu Feng took Gu Xiyu, Xing Xiuqi and four others onto the deck of the beast ship, and his eyes fell on the two Buddha kings Kong Chen and Kong Ji.
"Two Buddha Kings! If my friend wants to go to Lihuo King's capital, I would like to ask you two to save their lives. Mu will be very grateful!"
Mu Feng bowed deeply to the two Buddhist kings and said with solemn eyes.
"Amitabha! Donor Mu, you are so polite. You have helped us so much, and it is time for us to repay you!"
The two Buddhist kings Kongchen and Kongji put their hands together in front of Mu Feng and saluted. Kongchen Buddha King continued: "The poor monk will definitely live up to the trust of the donor, and protect their lives without worry!"
Mu Feng nodded, his eyes fell on Li Wenshu, Yunyun, Baili Hongjun and other people he was familiar with. He cupped his hands and said, "Everyone, take care of me!"
After saying that, the private animal ship soared into the sky and disappeared into Wuyang Valley.