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There was indeed something serious in the Chen Mansion.

Young wife Zhao Yunluo couldn't wake up at all, no matter how other people made noise or slapped, she never opened her eyes.

I heard that she was just taking a nap with Chen Yaoguang at noon. I didn't expect that when Master Chen woke up, she found her wife was pale, her brows furrowed, and her body was as cold as iron. Trying to call her by her first name or touching her shoulders didn't get the slightest response.

Chen Yaoguang was horrified, and hurriedly sent his servant to find Ning Ning and others back home. Chen Lubai was called elsewhere by her father. When the four of them walked into the room, they saw his red eyes at first sight.

"You young heroes, save my wife!"

Chen Yaoguang has a gentle, handsome and tall appearance. He was supposed to be a handsome young man, but unfortunately he was much thinner after being imprisoned by Huamei. Now his eyes are even more worried and anxious. At first glance, he always has such a downturn and pitiful meaning. It really doesn't look like a rich kid with rich clothes.

It seems that the relationship between the couple is really good.

It’s just that the luck is not so good. Others are you who brought water to me to farm, and these two are you who have suffered and come to my evil spirits. Unlucky **** opened the door, unlucky enough to come home.

Zheng Weiqi knows the most about the types of monsters. After listening to the servant's narration on the way here, she already knows in her heart.

She narrowed her expression and took a few steps forward, only to glance at Zhao Yunluo who was lying on the bed lightly, and she showed an expression of "as expected".

"It's Dire."

Zheng Weiqi said sternly: "This kind of demon feeds on dreams and divine consciousness. Once it is possessed by Nightmare, it will suffer from endless nightmares. It will lose consciousness in the constant death and reincarnation, and will eventually be sucked out of the last trace of essence. Yuan, Yu Sleepeng died."

Of course, the master sister of the Xuanxu Sword Sect cannot be a idiot who can't do anything, lazy, and usually is extremely reliable, and this time is no exception.

She raised her lips and smiled, with a demeanor of a world-famous person: "This kind of demon is not difficult to solve. As long as I penetrate the consciousness of the young lady into the consciousness of the young lady and expel it, the nightmare will Leave by yourself."

Chen Yaoguang nodded at hearing, and didn't dare to say anything, obediently let his birth back a few steps: "Thank you girl, then."

The sun is sunny today, and the indoor scene is not as gloomy and gloomy as I saw last time.

When the sun was shining, he walked leisurely through the wide open wooden window, and when he reached Zhao Yunluo's delicate cheeks, he stopped and smudged her a gentle bright color.

It's a pity that Mrs. Young's current situation is really incompatible with this scene.

She had been having nightmares all the time, but in a short period of time, she was tortured so that her complexion was blue, her breathing was short of breath, and there were dry tears under her eyes. Zheng Weiqi couldn't bear to look at her like this, she lowered her eyes to silently recite the formula, mobilizing her spiritual consciousness.

The endless breath in the sea of ​​knowledge rolls like a tide, and every corner contains extremely deep and rich spiritual power. A ray of spiritual consciousness floated up suddenly, invisible and without a trace, but was firmly controlled by her mind, and gradually approached Zhao Yunluo on the bed.

Somehow, Zheng Weiqi's expression was suddenly startled.

"strange."

She made no extra moves. After a while, she opened her eyes in a daze, and said in a bewildered voice: "My spiritual consciousness...cannot perceive the young lady."

You must know that not only humans, but even demons and ghosts can resonate with the spiritual consciousness of the cultivator. To say that there is nothing in the world that cannot be perceived, only those dead things that are not conscious, such as tables, chairs, tea bowls, sunlight and rain.

Zhao Yunluo obviously does not belong to one of them.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone present was puzzled. He Zhizhou scratched his head and whispered in a secret message: "Do you think it is because everything in the Buddha Pagoda is an illusion, they are fictional in the illusion. People, so there is no soul?"

This is more embarrassing.

Not long ago, Zheng Weiqi vowed to "not difficult to solve", but she couldn't even touch the side of Nightmare, let alone make Zhao Yunluo wake up and give Chen Yaoguang an explanation.

This reason does sound reasonable. Ning Ning thought for a moment, but frowned: "But if that's the case, what is the purpose of the Buddha's pagoda for arranging Zhao Yunluo's nightmare? This level is extremely difficult, and every plot point There should be clues hidden in it?"

"Can't perceive?"

Chen Yaoguang's face paled: "How can this be?"

Zheng Weiqi naturally cannot blurt out "because you are all paper people in the illusion." In order to preserve her face and prevent the scene from being too embarrassing, she had to try to change the subject first: "I don't know the reason for this-I don't know the reason for this. What's the clue about Madam's nightmare?"

A look of fear spread between Chen Yaoguang's eyebrows, and his tone was erratic: "If you want to say something related... Not long ago, a Taoist chief wandered past here and asserted that there is a difference in the Feng Shui of Goose City. The fifth day of June this year will definitely be a demon. The door is wide open, and it’s a disaster. He has no evidence and ragged clothes. We just treat it as nonsense. I didn’t expect the strange things in the city to happen one after another in recent days. I am afraid that the old saying is true."

As he thought of something, the bloodshot eyes in his eyes became more and more dense: "The fifth day of June, isn't that tomorrow!"

Ningning didn't speak, but listened carefully to him to continue.

"I heard that you will leave at any time, but now Goose City is suffering from this disaster, if it weren't for you--"

The meaning of retention in this sentence couldn't be more obvious. Zheng Weiqi, who should cooperate with his performance, did not turn a blind eye, but pretended to respond with a serious face: "Young Master Chen Mo Yan is worried. "

Chen Yaoguang hurriedly nodded: "Yaoguang thank you all, great kindness, unforgettable in this life."

After a pause, he said: "My wife..."

It's really three words not far from his wife.

Zheng Weiqi answered with wit: "We will definitely find a way."

Chen Yaoguang's expression finally eased.

Although they "will think of a way", everyone was unable to communicate with the dummy in the fantasy world. Later, Chen Yaoguang, who tried it aside, didn't get any response either.

It seems that there is a gap between fantasy and reality. Whether Zhao Yunluo can wake up in the future depends on the development of the plot.

Chen Lubai was late and stayed in the room to look after his sister-in-law in a panic, while the rest came out of the room with thoughts.

Seeing that Ningning was still frowning and frowning, He Zhizhou quietly poked her with the sound transmission: "Why, our teenager Ning Qingtian has something to say?"

"I just think it's kind of weird."

Ningning kicked a stone on the way to fly, using no sound transmission: "From the very beginning, Chen Lubai deliberately attracted our attention on the street, and later on, mountain torrents, paintings and night dire, it seems that whenever we want to leave from this place, Will be forced to stay by new things."

She thought for a while, her voice was very soft: "What else is'the fifth day of June, the demon gate is open'? If there is such a thing, why not tell us from the beginning, but delay it to this time? It's a fabrication. Not to mention—"

"What's more, you still feel that the fact that you can't use your divine consciousness doesn't make sense."

Zheng Weiqi cast her eyebrows down at her, with a casual smile at the end of her eyes: "Even if everything is theirs, the whole Chen Mansion is conceived with ghosts? What is "the fifth day of June the demon gate opens wide", those One monster comes out, as long as the sword is in our hands, we can fight one back."

Now that there are many doubts, they are completely passive, and there is no opportunity to take the initiative to attack, so the discussion on this matter has to stop here.

According to Zheng Weiqi's words, "Wait until midnight, if something happens, you will fight, even if you can't fight, you will be kicked out of the Buddha Tower and have another fight."

It really has the style of a master sister.

The group decided to recharge their energy and wait for the next day to arrive. Ningning had nothing to do, with a heart hanging on her chest, so she left the room alone and took a walk in Chen's mansion.

The heavy rain not long ago dissipated, but there was still a trace of cool water vapor, lodged between the green bamboo and grass in the garden. Looking around, there is a blue color that can pinch the water, and occasionally the song of birds responds to the sound of the gurgling water, which is a quiet and beautiful scenery.

She walked aimlessly for a while, and saw the back of a familiar little girl in the pavilion by the pond.

Chen Lubai was sitting lazily on the circular bench, leaning against the railing and staring at the water without moving. Probably, he noticed that someone was approaching, and when he turned his head quickly, the corners of his mouth still remained tilted downwards.

"Miss Chen."

Ningning smiled: "In a bad mood?"

"It doesn't count."

Chen Lubai is always a little girl, her face can't hide her mind. Hearing Ning Ning's words, her expression is a bit gloomy, and she is quite annoyed: "It's just that my father is looking for my husband's house again-he is so anxious to take me Marry out?"

Ningning sat on the bench with her, leaning on the front of the railing and looking at a pool of turquoise water: "Does Miss Chen want to get married?"

"I don't want to marry someone."

Chen Lubai threw a stone into the pond, propped her cheek with her left hand, and held up a soft lump of flesh: "What's so good about getting married?"

The small rocks fell on the turbulent water, and the ripples rippled in circles. The girl's white reflection suddenly shattered, gathered and scattered in the pond, and between the overlapping lights and shadows, a red goldfish swam by with its tail dangling, and then suddenly disappeared.

"Chen Mansion is much happier."

Chen Lubai’s tone is my own way, and you can tell at a glance, she is a naive and willful daughter: "Although Dad always wants to urge me to get married, he will not refuse all my requests. He also explained that he will send me off on my birthday. An absolutely unexpected gift."

"My elder brother and my sister-in-law are always sticking together, but they are very kind to me. My sister-in-law gave me a small portrait not long ago. I will also learn to paint with her in the future. If I get old, I still can’t marry. Go out and sell some calligraphy and painting to make money."

She paused, and continued solemnly: "Yueming looks like a tomboy, but he listens to me very much. After all, I grew up watching him. There is also the sister of Chunmei Xia Qingqiuxiang Dongrui in the house. , Everyone is alright! I can't bear to leave either."

Ningning just smiled and said, "That really makes people reluctant to leave."

"Right! I—"

Chen Lubai finally found someone who agreed with him, and his eyes suddenly lit up. However, before she could finish a sentence, she was interrupted by an exclamation not far away.

Ning Ning, the servant calling for help, has never seen him before, and the voice is extremely unfamiliar. He only heard the crying voice, so high: "Help! The horses and the horses in the stable are all crazy!"

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Everything has anims, just as many animals can sense earthquakes in advance, if the demon's aura is too strong, it will also cause fright to the poultry.

The Pagoda Pagoda pit people are very skilled, the higher the tower level, the more difficult it is to detect the aura of the demon. The good name is "There are more and more evil cultivators who are proficient in hiding whereabouts and hiding breath, and disciples should learn to keep pace with the times, feel with their hearts, and discover with love."

In short, people are not as good as horses.

When Ningning and Chen Lubai rushed to the stables, many people had gathered around them. Among them were her senior brothers and sisters, He Zhizhou and Zheng Weiqi.

A horse-like madness, constantly extruding harsh roars from its throat, like a spinning top that can't find a direction, and the scene is chaotic;

Zheng Weiqi raised her hand and drew her sword and walked forward fiercely. Wherever the sword light touched, the horses slumped down everywhere with scars.

I was about to deal with the last horse, but was stopped by a group of servants desperately, shouting heartbreakingly: "The girl can't help it, that's a famous horse worth a lot of money!"

"Ningning!"

He Zhizhou, a melon-eating crowd, saw her with a big grin, and then said with a serious expression: "These horses should be invaded by the evil spirit and lost their minds. But you said, if you want them to be like this, they have to be. What a horrible demon-isn't the demon gate still open?"

As soon as his voice fell, Zheng Weiqi's voice rang in his ears: "Who can ride a horse?"

Looking up again, she found that the master sister had retracted the sword cursingly, and jumped onto the horse back, strenuously tightening the reins.

She asked the immortal since she was a child, all travels are flying with swords. I don't know how many years I have touched a horse, and I have forgotten the way of riding a horse.

Surrounded by servants and maids, no one dared to come forward to help. Chen Bailu, the daughter of the daughter, witnessed the blood flowing from the horses. She rolled her eyes and almost fainted.

After a stalemate, suddenly a familiar middle-aged male voice sounded in the ears of the three at the same time.

[He Zhizhou and Ning Ning looked at the foreground, and they invariably remembered the scene where they once rode on horseback and galloped freely. ]

The narration is quite intelligent, able to capture the psychological activities of the parties and broadcast them in real time. The two named by the surname were all taken aback. The narration was true. They were indeed thinking about their riding experience, but—

"I only rode once, and..."

"I only rode once, but..."

When they looked at each other in embarrassment, Zheng Weiqi cut in before they finished speaking: "He Zhizhou, get me on the horse if it's a man!"

He Zhizhou choked silently.

Back then, in the mini-game of "Being a Man, Go Down a Hundred Floors", the fifth floor was dead, and he was no longer a man.

But now the situation is critical, and the horse, which is more expensive than him, is crazy, trying to get rid of Zheng Weiqi again and again. If he doesn't come forward and help a group, the master sister may not even get through the middle of the night, and start a business before halfway through the middle.

As for riding a horse, he has never seen a pig running, and he has eaten pork anyway. After watching so many costume TV series, can you still learn the posture of horseback riding?

What is the mission from heaven and what is the last savior.

He Zhizhou's Dantian forcefully shouted: "Sister, don't worry, I'm here!"

After he said, he jumped up, using the original posture of riding a small electric donkey, first put his left foot on the saddle, then lifted his right leg in the air, twisted a large circle, and strode forward from the back.

That action was so eloquent and vigorous that anyone who saw it would be called "E-Donkey Prince" respectfully.

But for some reason, I heard a muffled hum from behind, followed by the sound of something falling heavily.

Also, when his right leg swung back, it seemed that he had touched something.

He Zhizhou's smile froze on his face.

He heard Ningning yell in panic: "Senior Sister——!"

He was used to being single, and he never thought about it carefully. It turned out that he couldn't sit behind him when he did this set of moves.

Because whenever the right leg is lifted back, the saddle is never the first thing to touch.

It's the body of the person behind, the kind that sweeps the legs over.

——Help! The master sister was not thrown down by the horse, but he kicked it straight down!

The narrator was absolutely holding back his smile, and reciting affectionately in a serious tone:

[She jumped, she jumped! Zheng Weiqi from the Xuanxu Sword Sect jumped directly off the horse with the assistance of her junior fellow backflip!

After a short period of translation, but I saw a highly difficult air-turning full-rotation, and then a split-leg side somersault——

Pretty! The pie-shaped stall is perfectly grounded! This is simply not an operation that humans can achieve. Let us congratulate Zheng Weiqi and her junior brother He Zhizhou! They really did it! Fellowship, touching! ]

[She falls lightly, like a flower, like a butterfly. Zheng Weiqi's departure is the pursuit of the earth, or He Zhizhou's unretaining. Love is lost, love is forgotten, and they are all losers in this taboo game. ]

He Zhizhou: Get out! are you crazy! ! !

He really wanted to look back at Zheng Weiqi and yelled at him for unscrupulous narration. The daughter BMW, who was under her body, didn't give a chance. She was crazy at first. Now she is disturbed by Zheng Weiqi's falling horse. She is more like a wild dog that has taken off her rein, roaring and jumping around.

It turned out that this horse could mutate into a frog, and he really couldn't imagine the world of the rich.

He Zhizhou used to be a little poor, but at least he had a happy life.

Now I am not only poor, but also unhappy.

That horse can be used as the MV for "Little Leaping Frog" with a bouncing appearance. A servant can't stand it, and yells heartily: "My son, you must stop the horse!"

He Zhizhou was turned upside down, almost turned into a pile of plasticine leaning on the horseback and constantly twisting, and his voice was shaking like a pile driver, and his words trembled like a funeral. It was so miserable: "I... uh uh. Uh-I-no-fast-happy-goose Hey go --"

The narration completely releases himself, repeating the song "Snowflakes Fluttering in the North Wind Xiaoxiao" that He Zhizhou sang in the alley before, melodiously and gracefully, so it is not the scene:

[The young knight, the horse in white clothes, is handsome and extraordinary, attracting countless young ladies to bend their waists. ]

Zheng Weiqi cried so loudly: "Hahaha, Junior Brother, you are so miserable hahaha!"

In the end, Chen Lubai couldn't stand it, crying while crying: "Kill the horse, kill it! He's almost not like a person anymore!"

This is really a kind and compassionate female Bodhisattva. For a piece of meat that is only worth a thousand spiritual stones, she gave up another piece of meat that is worth a thousand dollars.

The daughter of BMW was finally beheaded by Ning Ning with a single sword. Zheng Weiqi was a Nascent Soul monk anyway. Although she was kicked off the horse by her fellow junior, she was only slightly injured.

When the sin horse was condemned, they walked forward with Ning Ning and looked at He Zhizhou, who was in a trance.

"Ningning."

He lay on the horse carcass, as if he had entered the time of a sage without desire and desire, and raised his mouth extremely dryly: "Riding is really interesting. The time you rode must have been impressive."

"I rode a horse with my friend that day and you chased me. When I got off the horse, she told me."

Ningning took a long time to conceal her tears, mourning the difficulties of the continent: "She said, the merry-go-round is really fun."

She couldn't bear to look directly at his face full of vicissitudes, and kept her eyes away: "You should be like this too, right?"

"No, no, it's not a merry-go-round. You must not have imagined that I have had a time when I galloped freely."

He Zhizhou's expression became more and more blurred, and his throat seemed to be pinched by someone. It was trembling and trembling. "It was the last semester of the junior year. As soon as I got on the horse, the horse started to bark. It said to me. ——"

Zheng Weiqi frowned at the side, very puzzled.

How can a horse speak.

Did Brother He break his brain?

Ningning breathed lightly, watching his eyes wide open, as if he would bulge out of his eye sockets at any time.

He Zhizhou's whole body seemed to be dead, and he tremblingly said the last sentence, angrily: "It said that father's father is called grandfather, and father's mother is called grandma..."

Ningning:...

Oh, it turned out to be an electric toy horse in front of the supermarket.

——Then you, a grown-up man, really want to gallop on it! ! !

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