Chapter 45 The Dreamer (4)
Unexpectedly, at such a young age, he has already been burdened with so many sorrows, but most of the things in this world are like this, the more he knows, the less happiness he will have.

"Come back with me quickly, whether your father really has a home outside or not, it's just a dream." Wang Zijin didn't say a word, and grabbed him, "The things in the dream may be fake. Yes, but the reality can't lie at all. I only know that if you don't go back tonight, you will die."

"I don't want to go home. It's better to be dead than to be half dead like this! If I die, my mother can still remarry, and I can only drag her down for the rest of my life!" The boy struggled as he said, but he was small and weak, and he was still taken by the prince. Shin carried it down the mountain like a sack.

On the rugged mountain road, Wang Zijin walked in the rain, looking back curiously while walking.

But it was strange, this time he couldn't see the figure of the old Taoist no matter what, he disappeared into the rain like a ghostly soul.

When he ran home completely wet and out of breath, Fei Xiao had already arranged Zhong'er's room as if it were a place where a great dancing god lived. Shocking outside.

"What are you doing?" Wang Zijin handed the child to Mrs. Tian, ​​stunned by the scene.

"It's all to stop that monster. This is the last night for it to fulfill its obligations. After completing the mission, there is no guarantee that it will not do strange things, so we must try our best to prevent it from coming in tonight." Fei Xiao said and walked towards her mother's arms. Zhong'er, who had stopped crying, stretched out his finger on his forehead to make him fall into a deep sleep, turned around and smiled at Wang Zijin, "It's getting late, let's start quickly."

"Don't you want me to stay tonight?" Zhong'er's mother looked at the two worriedly.

"Madam, please don't worry, I will give you a lively child tomorrow morning, and you can sleep peacefully tonight." Fei Xiao stretched out her hand to her, "Can you give me the last paper talisman now?"

"I'm counting on you, Zhong'er, but you must save him." She said as she took out a folded piece of paper from her bosom, and handed it to Fei Xiao's hand, but this paper talisman was different from the previous one. It turned out to be bright red blood.

"Huh? Why is it this color? Does this talisman have any special purpose?"

"I don't know, these talismans are all left by my grandfather." Zhong'er's mother also showed doubts, "Speaking of which, I only noticed it yesterday. Before that, all my energy was focused on Zhong'er's illness, and there was no need to worry about it. Pay attention to the color of the paper talisman."

"It's nothing, it's just that the effect may be stronger." Fei Xiao looked through the blood-red charm in her fingers, and she didn't seem to find anything suspicious, so she put it in her arms.

After a while, Mrs. Tian took care of everything and retreated with all the servants, only Wang Zijin and Fei Xiao were left to guard the unconscious boy.

The rain outside the window was still pattering, sometimes mixed with deafening thunder. The prince had been running for a long time, tired and exhausted, and unconsciously fell asleep on the table.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, I suddenly heard a muffled bang, bang, which seemed to be the sound of some heavy objects colliding.

He was taken aback, and hurriedly looked up, only to see that the bed was already in a mess.

Zhong'er rolled his eyes and foamed at the mouth, as if he was in unbearable pain, his body convulsed from time to time, and he banged his head against the bed board hard.Fei Xiao, on the other hand, was holding a sharp knife, desperately pressing her elbows on the throbbing child, with a stern expression on her face.

"Feihong, what are you doing?" Wang Zijin looked at the terrifying scene under the lamplight and candlelight, and was frightened out of his wits, he rushed forward and pulled away the Shura-like Feihong, "Don't tell me you want to kill him? "

Eight

"Of course not." Fei Xiao's face showed embarrassment, "I just want him to drink my blood, but his teeth are clenched too tightly, so he refuses to drink at all."

Wang Zijin hastily looked down at his palm, it was already dripping with blood, and even his white clothes were stained with blood, only then did he realize that he had indeed misunderstood him.

"I'll help you." Wang Zijin stretched out his hand to break Zhong'er's teeth, but the boy's jaws were locked tightly during the spasm, and he couldn't open them at all.

Fei Xiao looked at the child writhing on the bed in agony, frowning and contemplating, as if thinking about something.

"Not at all. If you delay for another hour or three quarters, your life may be in danger." Wang Zijin looked at the door anxiously, "Are you going to let that monster in?"

"No monsters, I know someone can help us." After saying that, Fei Xiao jumped off the bed lightly and skillfully, walked to the door of the room a few steps, opened the door, and shouted outside, "Come out quickly , I know you've been hiding there for a long time."

Who is hiding in the dark?Wang Zijin couldn't help being confused, and looked out of the door curiously, only to see that the rain was shining in the night, and there was no one.

"I need your help. If I don't come out, the child may die." Fei Xiao yelled loudly again, facing the air.

At this time, there was a rustling sound from under the eaves, and a person wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat came out.

Wang Zijin looked at this person who appeared suddenly, and was stunned. For some reason, he couldn't help but think of the old Taoist who had seen him several times and was as scary as a ghost.

"The matter has come to this point, let's stop plotting against each other." Seeing that person coming in, Fei Xiao closed the door firmly, and said to him softly, "I really want to save your child, so why guard against me like this? Wouldn't it be better to work together?"

Hearing these words, Wang Zijin was even more dizzy, but before he could figure out what was going on, the man had already taken off his bamboo hat, revealing a dignified but kind face.

It was actually Zhong'er's mother, Mrs. Tian!

"Husband, madam, why are you?" Wang Zijin was so astonished that he stuttered.

"It's not a day anymore. On that night five days ago, she also hid outside the window and peeped, but I didn't expose her." Fei Xiao looked at her and said, "You knew what Zhong'er's illness was, didn't you? Otherwise If you don’t, the average person will definitely scream out of fear when they see the monster appear, and that’s when I discovered your anomaly.”

"Because my grandfather once told me that if you refuse to save Zhong'er, he will die with you." Zhong'er's mother raised her head and stared fixedly at Fei Xiao with cold eyes, "That's why I hid from the window and watched." , I won’t make it easier for you if you don’t want to save me.”

"This old Taoist priest really saved something!" Fei Xiao looked up to the sky and smiled, "But he is already dead, so how do he plan to die with me?"

Wang Zijin was also very puzzled, judging from the woman's tone, the old Taoist seemed to be still alive.

"Wait, let me think about it..." Feixiao suddenly seemed to remember something, and said with frowned eyebrows, "Although his body is dead, he must have thought of a way to keep his soul in this world."

Mrs. Tian's face froze when she heard this, it was obvious that Fei Xiao's guess was pretty close.

"Give it to me, I'll ask him to come out and discuss something important with him." Fei Xiao suddenly stretched out a hand, and said to Mrs. Tian, ​​"Isn't the thing that relies on his soul always placed on your body?"

"You, how do you know?" She backed away in fright this time, looking at this handsome boy in white in horror, as if she saw a terrifying ghost.

"Because you were too calm when you saw the mountain demon. The old Taoist must have told you before. He even told you this. Naturally, he trusts you the most. It would be strange if it wasn't on you."

Mrs. Tian hesitated for a moment, glanced at Zhong'er who was panting heavily on the bed, took out a cloth bag from her bosom tremblingly, and stuffed it into Fei Xiao's hand.

"What is this?" Wang Zijin leaned over curiously, and saw Fei Xiao opening the cloth bag layer by layer, revealing a strand of silver-white stuff inside.

"It's hair, old-fashioned hair." Fei Xiao shook her head and laughed, "It's a good thing he can come up with this method."

Wang Zijin looked at this strand of silver hair, thinking of what he had seen in the past few days, it seemed that what he encountered many times was indeed the spirit body of the dead old man.Although he was physically dead, he was worried about his little grandson, so he was still wandering around here, and it happened that he bumped into him.

"Great, with this thing, I can summon him." After Fei Hong said, she held the lock of hair between her fingers and muttered something in her mouth. Blow slowly.

The rain curtain first parted and then closed, and the ground splashed everywhere. It seemed that an invisible person was striding towards the rain.

Looking at this strange scene, Wang Zijin was so frightened that his legs went limp and his teeth chattered.

I saw that as the distance got closer, the figure grew out of nothing and gradually became clear. The tattered Taoist robe, gray hair, and blood-red eyes were just the old Taoist who had met him three times.

Mrs. Tian seemed to see him appearing for the first time, she suddenly let out a scream, and fainted on the ground, she didn't know whether she was overly surprised or frightened.

"My granddaughter-in-law is still timid." The old man accused the woman who had passed out as soon as he entered the room, "I told her so many times, but she still fainted from fright when she saw me. She is really not a person who can accomplish great things!"

(End of this chapter)

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