"Good horse, good horse, you really know everything."
Zhou Yi tried to pat his good horse on the head.
However, due to the limitations of his height and arm length, he could only touch the horse's muscular back.
"I wonder if Lord Pingjiang will see through this invisibility technique. He is far outside the county. Even if he can sense the aura, he still can't make a conclusion. After all, he has never seen a real night horse."
The world of dreams seems to be covered with a layer of white mist at first, and then it seems like the water is flowing, hazy and indistinct, not like reality.
But gradually, the white mist disappeared, the water shadows dispersed, and everything in front of me became clear.
Mountains and plains, rivers and lakes, borders and cities, cities and streets, people...
Everything is there, just like a real world.
Zhou Yi reined in his horse and looked into the distance.
Suddenly, I felt a cold and damp breath wafting from the city at the foot of the mountain in the distance.
Zhou Yi knew in his heart that there must be a magician in the dream. He sensed that the dream was being intruded by outsiders and was on his way to investigate.
After all, in this dream, the caster is the omnipotent master.
Although I have two major methods, sword energy and night horse, I can break this dream simply and crudely.
But once he did this, Kong Dongliu, who was trapped in a dream, would lose his mind.
Even if the physical body is saved, it will be reduced to a dementia without consciousness [new ].
For the wealthy families in the capital, this may be even more unacceptable.
The difference between martial arts and martial arts lies in this.
Although not as domineering and rough as martial arts, he can defeat ten levels with one force.
But it is better because it is mysterious and unpredictable, and its artistic conception is profound. When it spreads and breeds, like maggots possessing a body, and affects the whole body with a single hair, it is no longer something that ordinary warriors can break through violently.
"In order to awaken this noble man surnamed Kong, it's time to play the role of a cold and ruthless true eminent monk. Dawei Tianlong...ahem, I'm crossing the line again."
Zhou Yi dismounted calmly and patted Ye Ma's knee.
"Xiaoye, this dream interpretation game still needs your cooperation."
The night horse prostrated obediently on the ground, his face full of obedience and docility.
…
Whoosh whoosh... In the blink of an eye, transparent silhouettes of people fell from the sky.
After they landed on the ground, their bodies changed, and then they turned into graceful, young and beautiful women.
In an instant, the seven women took up their positions and stared warily at the night horse rolling over on the hillside. There was absurdity, surprise, vigilance, and joy in their eyes.
"What...is going on? This horse shouldn't belong to the dream that grandma used to draw, right?"
"Of course, I didn't think it was that big."
"Giggle...where is it so big?"
"Sister, don't be ridiculous, this matter is not a trivial matter! Grandma is still in seclusion, so she probably hasn't noticed the strangeness of the dream spell yet. Let's do this. I'll go back and tell Sister Azi to hold on tighter. You guys are here to stare at the giant horse."
"Okay, what a majestic giant horse. I don't know where it came from."
"Hehe, it's so big. It's really uncomfortable to look at the slave family."
"Sisters, do you feel a little itchy?"
"Sister, did you feel itchy so quickly? This is not enough."
The girls lost their formal appearance as they talked, laughing and playing, laughing and watching the majestic giant horses on the hillside.
No one noticed that beside them, where even ghost eyes could not peek, a white-robed monk was weaving leaves of grass with his hands, walking between them.
"As expected, she is a ghost woman who specializes in the art of tonic. A baby and a girl are matched with yin and yang, and lead and mercury are in harmony with each other to divide the sun and moon. In order to refine the lunar form, even my horse will not be spared. It is not easy for Mr. Kong to survive until now.
."
Zhou Yi used his invisibility technique and knitted grass leaves while listening to the beauties' playful and teasing remarks.
After each piece was knitted, he raised his hand and inserted it into the female ghost's nostril...it was indeed a little itchy.
This blade of grass technique is a type of illusion technique recorded in the classics of Tianshi Dao.
However, Zhou Yi was led by a straw rope by the insect spirit villain seen in Yeguo Temple.
Put it into the ghost woman's nose and temporarily leave a mark.
All women have a straw, and no one has less.
"The Sister Azi they refer to seems to be the main force responsible for attracting Kong Dongliu's soul. If she doesn't leave Kong Dongliu, it will be difficult for the young monk to cast spells... Xiaoye, lure them away."
Zhou Yi gave an order.
The night horse that was writhing happily on the hillside suddenly stood up.
It turned its head and glanced at the girls, who were all horrified and their cheeks were flushed red.
"Hiss~"
The night horse raised its head and roared, spread its four hooves, and galloped away into the distance.
"It ran away!"
"Don't go!"
The girls' faces were filled with impatience, and they floated up, turning into transparent humanoid shadows, chasing after Ye Ma.
The only one who was still awake was the graceful and enchanting woman in a red robe.
"That's weird, that's weird, we have to go find Sister Azi quickly!"
She frowned, turned around, jumped up, turned into a ghost, and floated towards the city wall down the mountain.
Naturally, she didn't notice that not far behind her, a monk in white robes as white as snow was walking quietly, keeping his feet clean of dust, following her quietly.
…
"This is... Wenhe County."
Zhou Yi followed the ghost woman named A Fei into the city, and what he saw and heard was extremely familiar.
Neighbors and lanes, stone bridges and flowing water, shops and restaurants, men and women, all the landscape and culture are exactly the same as those in Wenhe County.
Zhou Yi didn't have many surprises.
The reason why dream magic can make people fall deeply into it and find it difficult to extricate themselves. After waking up, it feels like they are in another world and they will never forget it. It is because it is so realistic that it feels like they have lived an extra life.
A spirit with good intentions uses dream magic to repay kindness.
Naturally, there will be evil spirits who use this technique to harm people.
Zhou Yi followed Ah Fei quietly and arrived at the waterside pavilion by the river less than ten miles away from the stone bridge.
Before he even got close, he heard a sound of men and women laughing, coming from the pavilion.
Through the white paper on the window lattice, I could vaguely see a handsome young man, kneeling in front of the case and painting.
The young girl in purple gauze held a fan in her hand, laughing and talking, sometimes wiping Kong Dongliu's sweat, sometimes feeding him a cherry.
The two were affectionate, inseparable, and cuddled tightly.
Seriously, why should I die if I have achieved success? I would like to be a mandarin duck and not envy the immortals!
Outside the waterside pavilion, Zhou Yi touched Hua Buluoqiu's bald head, and his expression gradually became serious.
"This female ghost is so brave...
...Anyone who dares to feed the little monk dog food will be punished no matter how far away he is!"
Suddenly, the girl in purple turned her face and looked outside the waterside pavilion.
The woman in red robe crossed the covered bridge and stood at the door with a solemn expression. She blinked and then transmitted the message into the secret.
"Sister, there is a... big wild horse coming outside... my sisters all went after it."
"You mean, grandma's dream spell was mixed with other creatures?"
"Yes, sister, it's such a big horse."
"Grandma is in seclusion again, and we are not allowed to leave at will. How about this? I'll tell Kong Lang and I'll let you go and have a look."
"Geez, where's Mr. Kong? Isn't my sister really in love with this noble son in this world?"
"What nonsense? It's just that my grandma once said that the best way to make these human men fall in love is to show them affection and act like it's true."