Chapter 170 Go to sleep

"Ah? You want me to guard the door outside?"

Ma Zichun was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that Old Mi would ask him to guard the gate.

Ma Zhang's expression changed slightly. "Mr. Mi, my son is young and strong and can definitely help you. Doesn't it seem a bit of a waste of his talent to guard the door?"

"Nothing is too much to do. Guarding the gate is no easy task! You know, places like hospitals are quite gloomy. There are too many unclean things at night! Ma Dashao is young, has a righteous spirit, and has the talismans given by the Taoist priest to help him. He is the best person to guard the gate!" Pointing to the chicken and the pile of things in front of him: "I have to keep an eye on the incense and the chicken and be ready to take action at any time, otherwise I will guard the gate myself."

Looking at the father and son in embarrassment, Old Mi's words were sincere and heartfelt.

Feng Zhibai and Chen Xiaodao felt so ashamed of themselves when they saw this.

The two of them silently gave Lao Mi a thumbs up in their hearts.

When Ma Zhang heard what Old Mi said, he didn't insist anymore and said to Ma Zichun, "Since Mr. Mi said so, then Zichun, thank you for your hard work guarding the door tonight."

After that, he asked nervously, "Will my son be in danger? Mr. Mi, how about you give my son some magical tools? I don't want to end up being fine while my son is not."

"Don't worry, your son will be fine with us here."

Chen Xiaodao moved the movable table to an open space on the side, took out a yellow cloth from his bag and covered the table with it.

Lao Mi Tou placed the prepared items on the table one by one in order.

He then tied the rooster with a red rope and fastened it to the leg of the table, inserted the incense into the incense burner, and placed the lighter in front of the incense burner.

There is nothing to prepare when entering a dream, and it is indeed very simple to proofread the altar.

"Okay, done."

"Is it that simple?"

Ma Zhang was stunned for a moment when he saw how simply the altar was arranged.

I have never seen such a simple altar arrangement.

There is nothing about the yellow talisman peach wood sword!

Chen Xiaodao made a circular motion with his hands towards the altar and said seriously, "Yes, it's not a battle, this is more than enough."

Ma Zhang nodded awkwardly and didn't ask any further questions.

Feng Zhibai was sitting on a stool beside him, browsing his phone. When he heard Chen Xiaodao and Laomitou say that everything had been arranged, he raised his head lazily.

Glancing at the time on her phone, she couldn't help but yawn and whispered, "Xiaomi, put the melon seeds on the old man's bed."

"Oh, okay."

Lao Mitou walked to the head of the bed and placed the whole bag of melon seeds next to Ma Zhang.

Ma Zhang moved aside, confused: "Miss Feng, what does this mean?"

"What's the point? Of course it's for you to hold it while you sleep."

He sneered.

"Sleeping with melon seeds?"

I've heard of holding babies, quilts, and women, but this is the first time I've heard of holding melon seeds.

"I'm holding you right now, why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Chen Xiaodao frowned impatiently.

He seems smart when doing business normally, but now he asks a lot of questions.

After being yelled at like that, Ma Zhang didn't dare to say anything more. He lifted the quilt to make room for the melon seeds.

Feng Zhibai's slender fingers brushed across her cheek, her beautiful eyes gleaming with light: "You can sleep now."

"I slept a little too much in the afternoon and just woke up, so I can't fall asleep now..."

Not daring to stand up, he tried to raise his head and cast a look at Feng Zhibai and the others, hoping to be a little later.

Ma Zichun also explained on behalf of his father: "My dad hasn't had much rest these days. Today he finally feels a little better. Otherwise, why don't you wait a little longer?"

"Wait? Do you want to live or not? What are you waiting for? Go to sleep! If you can't sleep, just close your eyes!"

Chen Xiaodao felt like listening to a fart when listening to Ma Zichun talk.

Ma Zhang was afraid that his son would clash with Chen Xiaodao, so he quickly stopped Ma Zichun, who was about to speak up to defend himself: "Zichun! Listen to Mr. Chen! He's a master!"

After being yelled at by his father, Ma Zichun didn't know what to say and just shut up.

But there was a hint of other meaning in the look he gave Chen Xiaodao in private.

Turning his back, Chen Xiaodao secretly gave Feng Zhibai a look, and put his right hand in front of his chest and made a stick gesture.

Feng Zhibai glanced and then looked away.

He said that he was trying to deliberately provoke Ma Zichun so that Ma Zichun would reveal his true identity faster that night.

That's not necessary.

Old Mi Tou sat beside the table, ready to light incense at any time.

Feng Zhibai and Chen Xiaodao chose two places where they could lie down flat, so that their bodies could lie down safely after falling asleep.

Several people waited for a long time.

There was still no sound of Ma Zhang's gentle breathing as he fell asleep.

Feng Zhibai was tired of browsing on his phone, and looked silently at Ma Zhang who was lying on the bed, wanting to toss and turn but unable to move.

Chen Xiaodao was almost lying down, yawning, tears streaming down his eyes.

Old Mitou had already dozed off, but he startled when he heard Chen Xiaodao yawn.

He opened his eyes and looked at Ma Zhang lying on the hospital bed. Seeing that he was still awake, he sighed and walked over tiredly to grab five or six handfuls of melon seeds from the bag of melon seeds he was holding.

"Mr. Ma, if you don't go to sleep now, we will all fall asleep."

Ma Zhang couldn't help but open his eyes and said, "Mr. Mi, you guys are all so nervous that I can't sleep."

If it was just him and his son like in the afternoon, he would definitely be asleep by now.

But now, there was a group of people standing next to him, which made him too nervous and his nerves could not relax.

Not to mention sleeping, as soon as he closed his eyes, he could feel several pairs of eyes staring at him.

"Just pretend we don't exist."

Chen Xiaodao turned over, turned his back to Ma Zhang, closed his eyes and rested.

Feng Zhibai also turned his head away.

Even Old Mi was too lazy to look at him anymore.

Ma Zichun stood near the gate and remained silent.

Seeing that they didn't move their eyes away, Ma Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, changed into a comfortable position and closed his eyes.

As soon as I closed my eyes, I heard the sound of Lao Mi Tou cracking melon seeds.

It plays one by one, neither fast nor slow, and it sounds a bit like a hypnotic song.

Following the frequency of Lao Mi Tou cracking melon seeds, Ma Zhang's nerves relaxed, and he soon felt sleepy.

After a while, the sound of gentle breathing came from Ma Zhang's nose.

Hearing the breathing sound, Lao Mitou stopped cracking melon seeds and turned to call Chen Xiaodao and Feng Zhibai.

"Don't sleep! Ma Zhang is asleep!"

But when he turned his head, he found that Feng Zhibai and Chen Xiaodao, who were about to fall asleep, had already fallen asleep for the first time!

"No way? The talisman hasn't been applied yet!"

Without the Leaping Dream Talisman, the two of them couldn't fall asleep.

Crouching down, he strode to Chen Xiaodao and gave him a big slap in the face!

Chen Xiaodao was sleeping soundly when he suddenly felt a pain on his face and woke up instantly.

When he opened his eyes and saw Lao Mitou trying to slap him again, he croaked and silently opened his mouth to slap him: "Lao Mi, what are you doing?"

Old Mitou had no time to chat with him. He lowered his voice and walked towards Feng Zhibai, saying, "Ma Zhang is asleep!"

After getting up from the ground, Chen Xiaodao quickly looked back and saw that Ma Zhang was already sleeping soundly on the bed!

And seeing that his brows were slightly furrowed, it seemed that he had entered a dream.

"Girl, wake up."

Squatting in front of Feng Zhibai, Lao Mitou called her softly.

Feng Zhibai cleared his throat, changed his position and continued to lie flat, his voice calm: "No rush, wait until the old man gets the scepter in the hand of the nightmare ghost."

It wasn't the nightmare ghost that wanted to kill Ma Zhang, but the thing behind the nightmare ghost. So if they didn't deal with the nightmare ghost, they naturally wouldn't have to spend their precious time entering Ma Zhang's dream to see how he drove away the nightmare ghost.

Old Mi Tou also knew what Feng Zhibai meant. He nodded and squatted beside Ma Zhang's bed, staring at Ma Zhang without blinking.

Chen Xiaodao took out the Tengyue Dream-Making Talisman, ready to stick it on his chest and fall asleep at any time.

The whole room was extremely quiet, with only the sound of Ma Zhang's even breathing.

On the bed, Ma Zhang, with his upper body naked, opened his eyes drowsily.

All I could see was a sea of ​​white.

Thinking that he had not yet recovered from the shock, he raised his hand and rubbed his eyes. When he saw that the surroundings were indeed white, he turned his head to look around.

I don't know where the mist came from, but it enveloped my body.

"Where did this fog come from? Don't bother me."

Ma Zhang felt extremely uncomfortable being entangled in the fog, and raised his hand to try to disperse the fog blocking his eyes.

But the mist quickly healed again after being dispersed.

He muttered, "Why can't we disperse them? I'll go ahead and don't follow me."

He took an unhappy step and was about to walk towards the vast expanse of white, but a loud splashing sound came from beside his feet.

Looking down, I saw that sunflower seeds, which had come from nowhere, were scattered all over the floor on my right side.

Looking at the familiar melon seeds, Ma Zhang's mind felt a little blank.

He squatted down stupidly, and with his claws he put the scattered melon seeds on the ground back into the bag.

"Why are there so many melon seeds?"

Ma Zhang muttered to himself foolishly, holding the two corners of the melon seed bag with both hands and tossing it up and down.

At this moment, he discovered that a thin layer of white mist suddenly appeared in front of him!

Before he could take a closer look!

Suddenly, a color different from the entire white dream appeared in the white mist!

Ma Zhang shook his head and rubbed his eyes. "Why is there a green shadow?"

Standing up, he put the melon seeds aside and stared blankly at the green shadow slowly walking towards him.

The white fog surrounded the shadow, and Ma Zhang couldn't tell whether it was a human, a ghost or a monster inside the shadow.

"I'm honored."

As the green shadow slowly stopped one meter away, a cold and weak scholar's voice sounded.

Ma Zhang's heart skipped a beat! Many images of his sleep flashed through his mind!

In the picture, the sound was so noisy that he couldn't capture any useful information!

Just when my headache was about to split, Feng Zhibai's clear voice burst out from the last few frames of the picture.