Lanke Chess Edge

Even mortals like Xiao Du and Xiao Ling who don’t know anything about the way of cultivation can perceive the strangeness of the lights after reading the previous cause and effect. Xiao Ling didn’t know the way, but felt that something was wrong. However, Xiao Du thought of something, and understood that this was repaying the other party, and it was clearly harming the old turtle!

Although the two were in a dream at the moment, they were in a trance like many people’s dreams. Equally cautious.

After a long time, all the lanterns had been lit and the river was put down, and all the riders mounted their horses one after another and returned to the original road.

The sound of the hooves was gone, and father and son Xiao Du and Xiao Ling dared to stand up quietly without knowing each other, looking out into the distance of the river, the lights were already drifting away.

I don't know how long ago, maybe a few hours, maybe a few days, when the waves suddenly rolled on the river in the distance.

"Boom..."

Jiang Xin exploded a big hole, billowing waves hit both sides of the river, and the blasted waves were like heavy rain.

"Boom..."

At some point in the sky, dark clouds began to gather, lightning and thunder, and the black lead clouds lowered, and the thunder light kept jumping in the clouds. The pressure brought by the dark clouds and thunder in the sky made Xiao Du and Xiao Ling feel depressed.

"Boom..."

The thunder fell straight towards the river, and the thunder that erupted in the river illuminated a large area of ​​water...

"Ah hoo..."

There was a violent roar in the river, and Xiao Du and Xiao Ling could even see a giant tortoise rolling in the thunder in the middle of the river in the distance. In the violent storm, waves of roars like wild beasts came from the river.

"Xiao Jing villain, you have to die, roar—"

The terrifying demon energy mixed with the evil energy rushed towards both sides of the river along with the huge waves in the river. Xiao Du and Xiao Ling were almost out of breath, and they could even feel the pain of suffocation.

In this pain, the body has also reached the limit. A blood-colored wave is like a high wall, and it is also hitting the two at this moment. Among them, there are giant tortoises with ferocious faces and flashing thunder.

"what……"

Xiao Ling sat up from the bed, panting violently.

"Ho...ho...ho...ho..."

"Xiang Gong? What's wrong with you?"

Duan Muwan, who was beside her, also sat up and found that her husband was pale and his eyes were full of sweat. She stretched out her sleeves and wiped Xiao Ling's face. regain consciousness.

"Xiang Gong, are you having a nightmare?"

"Ho...ho...yeah, a nightmare, a real nightmare..."

Xiao Ling calmly breathed, and the images from the previous dream were still flashing in his mind, but compared to the waking state in the dream, he was still in a trance. Now his thinking is much clearer, and he feels that Xiao Jing's name is a bit vague. Familiar.

In Xiao Du's study, Xiao Du also woke up from a dream, and even fell directly off the soft couch.

"what……"

"Bangdang~"

"Oh, ah... someone, someone..."

Xiao Du cried out in panic, and looked around suspiciously, the scenery in front of him gradually recovered from the big river in his dream to his study.

A servant of the vigil came in to serve, and saw the panic that had never appeared on his master's face, as well as the sweat that wet his hair.

"Master, master, what's the matter with you?"

The servant hurried forward, helped Xiao Du up, and let him sit on the soft slump. Then he took a towel from the shelf next to him to wipe Xiao Du's face. The latter kept panting slightly, and it took a while to calm down , the servant next to him hurriedly offered tea.

"Master, drink some tea to moisten your throat and relieve your shock."

Xiao Du calmed down his slightly trembling breathing, and the hand that took the tea cup was shaking slightly. After drinking a few sips of tea, he managed to recover a little, and handed the tea cup back to the servant, but one of the tea cups was not firmly grasped, and the tea cup almost recovered. Even if he fell, the servant was quick-witted and quickly caught the teacup.

"Master, are you having a nightmare?"

"Nightmare? Yes, yes, give me the cloth towel, and you go back first."

"Yes, sir, you can call me anytime if you have anything, and the villain is waiting in the side room."

"Um."

When the servant left, Xiao Du wiped his face with a towel and subconsciously looked at the lights in the study. He stood up and picked up the lampshade on the lampstand on the table in front of him, revealing the slightly beating candlelight inside. .

Unlike Xiao Ling, Xiao Du knew very well who Xiao Jing belonged to. After all, he was more diligent in reading genealogy than Xiao Ling, and he was a little dazed in his dream. When he woke up, Xiao Du had already remembered that Xiao Jing was his own ancestor. .

"Why do you have this dream, why do you dream of these things?"

Just thinking about it, there was a sound of footsteps outside, especially in this silent night.

"Father, father, are you still in the study?"

"come in."

Xiao Ling walked into the study and closed the door casually to prevent the heat from running out. When he looked at his father, he found that he was a little embarrassed.

"Father, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Du waved his hand and said in a slightly tired tone.

"It's okay, I just had a very real nightmare for my father. I was a little scared, and I was sweating."

Xiao Ling was startled when he heard this, instinctively felt that something was wrong, and immediately took a few steps closer and asked in a low voice.

"Dad, did you dream of a vast river, a scholar named Xiao Jing and an old turtle in the river?"

Xiao Du's body shook violently, and looked at his son in horror.

"Did you dream too?"

Xiao Ling nodded with an ugly face.

"My child also dreamed that the old turtle helped the scholar Xiao Jing to gain wealth and honor, and the latter gave his hundreds of lights, but the lights were very wrong, and soon it attracted thunder and slashed the river, and the old turtle was even more angry in the storm. scolding Xiao Jing..."

When Xiao Ling said this, he looked at Xiao Du, whose face was also extremely ugly, and asked carefully.

"Father, this Xiao Jing is not the ancestor of our Xiao family, right?"

Xiao Du nodded, looked at the study window and the direction of the door subconsciously, and lowered his voice.

"Xiao Jing, it's the old ancestor when my Xiao family started to prosper, that lantern in the river... If it's not bad as my father expected, it's not the light of a kind family at all, but, Gollum..."

Xiao Du swallowed and lowered his voice even more.

"At that time, Emperor Zhen Taizu killed the founders of the country in his later years, and many old officials were killed by the three tribes and even the nine tribes, killing them to the point where there was no longer a dragon in the court and the public... Those lamps and candles should have been taken from these **** homes... …”

Xiao Ling also swallowed subconsciously, both startled and scared. Even if he didn't know how to practice, he knew that this was definitely a very sinister thing, and the thunderstorms that followed seemed to confirm this.

"Dad, what else do you know?"

"Huh... I don't know how many generations ago, how could Dad know so clearly, if it weren't for this dream, Dad wouldn't know that our ancestors of the Xiao family had contact with monsters... But I did hear it before. Your great grandfather said that there was an ancestral instruction in the family to tell the descendants of the Xiao family in Jingjing not to approach the Chunmu River, saying that the river was in conflict with our family, but it didn't say that it was serious..."

"Chun Mujiang...Father, why did we have the same dream? This dream..."

No need for Xiao Ling to say more, Xiao Du now thinks that this dream might be real, and the father and son had the same dream, it definitely means something, and it is probably not a good thing.

When the two fathers and sons of the Xiao family were suspicious, in the Xiao residence, Ji Yuan and the old turtle were looking at the direction of the study, but because of that dream, the phantom of the old turtle was a little unstable.

Ji Yuan turned his gaze to the old turtle.

"Mr. Ji, I..."

The demonic spirit of the old turtle in the dream just now is actually a little "beyond history", it is precisely because the old turtle's spiritual sense is affected by its own resentment, and this is revealed in front of Ji Yuan, which makes the old turtle a little uneasy.

"Such a past, it may not be completely clear if it is changed to Ji. It would be unreasonable to be played with such kindness and revenge.

Hearing what Ji Yuan said, the old turtle breathed a sigh of relief, but he was a little confused about the reason why Mr. Ji brought himself here.

"Now that the Xiao family is facing a major change, it is time for you to be with the Xiao family but for this period of cause and effect."

"Yes, but Xiao Jing is already dead, and he is also set to be punished in the underworld. Today's Xiao family and I..."

The old turtle hesitated to say such a few words, and saw Ji Yuan smiled when he heard the words.

"Ji is just letting you get over this knot. As for what to do, it's up to you. The ghosts and gods of Gyeonggi Prefecture and Tongtianjiang will sell me a bit of face and won't restrain you~www.NovelMTL.com~ Saying that, Ji Yuan looked in the direction of Xiao's study again, and said lightly after a long time.

"If you want to understand, just let go of your thoughts. You don't need to pay too much attention to the world's views. Just make yourself feel at ease. It's getting late, and Ji should rest."

After saying this, Ji Yuan's figure slowly dissipated in front of the old turtle. After the latter was stunned for a while, he continued to look at Xiao's study, until this ray of spirituality could no longer be maintained, and he dissipated in the courtyard. .

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In the early morning of the second day, in the Yin Residence on Rong'an Street, in a room of another guest house, Du Changsheng finally woke up, opened his heavy eyelids, and what caught his eye was the ceiling of the Yin Residence's guest room. What serious injury was suffered, just felt the deepest conception of fate, coupled with excessive force, the soul was immersed in the conception, and in the end, it fell into its own conception, causing the body to lose the spirit of the soul, and it looked like a dying person.

Now Du Changsheng's biggest problem is just that his mind is too exhausted, and after this period of rest, it can be considered to have eased a lot.

When Du Changsheng woke up, a royal doctor happened to come for a routine inspection. Seeing that the former opened his eyes, he hurried over.

"Tianshi Du, are you awake? How do you feel?"

Du Changsheng has only just regained his senses, grabbing the imperial doctor's hand and asking nervously.

"Did it happen? Did it happen?"

He had no effect on what happened after he fainted, for fear of **** up.

"It's done, it's done! The Tianshi really has great magic power, and Yin Xiang's body is recovering!"

"Oh... it's good to be done, it's good to be done..."

Du Changchang let out a sigh of relief. This performance made the imperial doctor awe-inspiring. This is the demeanor of a master!

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PS: PY recommends the "Master of the Elf", which is flowing in the spring, which is a Pokemon (Pokémon) in the childhood memory of dreams.