Something big had indeed happened in the Chen Mansion.
Young Madam Zhao Yunluo fell into a deep sleep and never opened her eyes no matter how others called out to her or patted her.
I heard that she was just taking a nap with Chen Yaoguang at noon, but when Young Master Chen woke up, he found that his wife was pale, her brows were furrowed, and her body was cold and stiff as a piece of iron. I tried calling her name or touching her shoulder, but got no response.
Chen Yaoguang was horrified and quickly sent his servants to look for Ningning and the others and bring them back home. When everyone walked into the room, the first thing they saw was his red eyes.
"Young men, please save my wife!"
Chen Yaoguang has a gentle, handsome and tall appearance. He should have been a handsome and elegant young man. Unfortunately, he lost a lot of weight after being imprisoned by the painting spirit. Now he is so worried that his eyes are red with anxiety. At first glance, he looks down and pitiful, and doesn't look like a rich kid with fine clothes and delicious food.
It seems that the relationship between this couple is really good.
It's just that your luck is bad. For others, you fetch water while I farm, but for these two, you suffer while I am possessed. It's really bad luck that opens the door to bad luck.
Zheng Weiqi knew the most about the types of demons. After listening to the servant's description on the way here, she already had an idea in her mind.
She restrained her expression and took a few steps forward. She only took a quick glance at Zhao Yunluo lying on the bed, and revealed an expression of "just as expected".
"It's the Nightmare."
Zheng Weiqi said seriously, "This kind of monster feeds on dreams and spiritual consciousness. Once possessed by a nightmare, one will suffer from endless nightmares, lose consciousness in constant death and reincarnation, and eventually be sucked dry of the last bit of essence, and die in sleep."
The eldest sister of Xuanxu Sword Sect is certainly not a slacker who is incompetent at anything. She is usually very reliable, and this time is no exception.
She smiled as she spoke, with a demeanor of a hermit: "This kind of monster is not difficult to deal with. As long as I probe my spiritual sense into the young lady's consciousness and expel it, the night terror will leave on its own."
Chen Yaoguang nodded repeatedly, not daring to say anything more. He stepped back and said, "Thank you very much, young lady."
It's sunny today and the scene inside is not as gloomy and dull as it was last time.
The sunlight poured down, slowly passing through the wide-open wooden window, and stopped when it reached Zhao Yunluo's delicate cheek, casting a gentle bright color on her.
It’s a pity that the young lady’s current situation is really incompatible with this scene.
She had been having nightmares for a short period of time, but she was tortured to the point where her face turned blue, her breathing became rapid, and there were dried tear marks in her eyes. Zheng Weiqi couldn't bear to see her like this, so she lowered her eyes and silently recited the incantation, mobilizing her spiritual awareness.
The endless breath in the sea of consciousness rolls like the tide, and every corner contains extremely deep and rich spiritual power. A wisp of spiritual consciousness floated up, invisible and traceless, but was firmly controlled by her mind, gradually approaching Zhao Yunluo on the bed.
Somehow, Zheng Weiqi's expression suddenly froze.
"strangeness."
She did not make any unnecessary movements. After a long while, she opened her eyes in a daze and said in confusion, "My consciousness... cannot sense the young lady."
You know, not only humans, but even demons and monsters can resonate with the spiritual consciousness of those who practice Taoism. If there are things in the world that cannot be perceived, they are only inanimate objects that have no consciousness, such as tables, chairs, tea bowls, sunlight and rain.
Zhao Yunluo was obviously not one of them.
As soon as these words came out, everyone present was puzzled. He Zhizhou scratched his head and whispered in secret: "What do you think? Could it be that everything in the pagoda is an illusion? As fictional people in the illusion, they have no souls?"
This is quite embarrassing.
Zheng Weiqi had confidently claimed not long ago that "it is not difficult to solve", but in the end she couldn't even touch the Nightmare, let alone wake Zhao Yunluo up and give Chen Yaoguang an explanation.
This reason does sound reasonable. Ning Ning thought about it for a moment and frowned: "But if this is true, what is the purpose of Fu Tu Tower arranging Zhao Yunluo to be possessed? This level is extremely difficult. There should be clues hidden in every plot point, right?"
"Unable to sense?"
Chen Yaoguang's face turned pale: "How could this be?"
Zheng Weiqi naturally couldn't blurt out "Because you are all paper people in the illusion." In order to save face and avoid the situation being too awkward, she had to try to change the subject: "I don't know the reason either - I wonder if Mr. Chen has any clues about the lady being possessed?"
A trace of fear spread across Chen Yaoguang's brows, and his tone was vague: "To talk about something related... not long ago, a Taoist priest passed by here and asserted that the feng shui of Echeng was different, and that on the fifth day of the sixth lunar month this year, the gates of demons would open and cause disasters to the people. He had no evidence, and his clothes were tattered, so we just thought he was talking nonsense. Unexpectedly, strange things have happened one after another in the city recently. I'm afraid what the old Taoist said is true."
As he thought of something, the bloodshot in his eyes became more intense: "June 5th, isn't that tomorrow?"
Ningning didn't say anything, but listened carefully as he continued talking.
"I heard that you guys would leave at any time, but now that Goose City is in such a disaster, if you weren't there——"
The intention to retain him in these words couldn't be more obvious. Zheng Weiqi, who was supposed to cooperate with him, did not turn a blind eye to it. Instead, she pretended to be serious and responded, "Don't worry, Master Chen. We will do our best to repel the demons and protect the safety of the people of Goose City."
Chen Yaoguang nodded quickly: "Yaoguang would like to thank you all first. I will never forget your kindness."
After a pause, he continued: "My wife..."
He really can't stop talking about his wife.
Zheng Weiqi responded tactfully: "We will definitely find a way."
Chen Yaoguang's expression finally eased.
Although they said they would "find a way", no one was able to communicate with the dummy in the illusion through their spiritual consciousness. Later, they tried Chen Yaoguang who was standing nearby, but also got no response.
It seems that there is indeed a wall between illusion and reality. Whether Zhao Yunluo can wake up in the future depends on the development of the plot.
Chen Lubai stayed in the room to look after her sister-in-law, while the others came out of the room with their own thoughts. Seeing that Ning Ning was still frowning, He Zhizhou quietly poked her with his voice transmission: "Why, our young Ning Qingtian has something to say?"
“I just think it’s a little bit strange.”
Ning Ning kicked a stone on the road and said uselessly, "From the beginning when Chen Lubai deliberately attracted our attention on the street, to the later mountain torrents, painting spirits, and night terrors, it seems that every time we want to leave this place, we are forced to stay by new things."
She thought for a moment and said in a low voice, "And what about 'June 5th, the demon gate opens wide'? If it really happened, why didn't they tell us from the beginning, but dragged it out until now? It's like they made it up on the spur of the moment. What's more -"
"Besides, you still find it unreasonable that you can't use your spiritual sense."
Zheng Weiqi glanced at her with curved eyebrows and a nonchalant smile in the corners of her eyes: "Even if everything is their plan, and everyone in the Chen Mansion has ulterior motives, so what? What about 'the fifth day of the sixth lunar month, the demon gates are wide open'? If any of those demons and monsters come out, we can fight them back as long as we have swords in our hands."
Now that doubts are everywhere, they are in a completely passive state, without any chance to take the initiative, so the discussion on this matter has to end here.
In Zheng Weiqi's words, "Wait until midnight, and fight if something happens. Even if you can't win, the worst that can happen is that you'll be kicked out of the pagoda and have to fight again."
It really is very much like the style of a senior sister.
The group decided to recuperate and wait for the next day. Ningning had nothing to do and was worried, so she left the room alone and took a walk in the Chen Mansion.
The heavy rain that occurred not long ago has stopped, but there is still a wisp of cool water vapor left, floating among the green bamboos and grass in the garden. Looking ahead, you can see the green color of the water, and the occasional bird song echoes the gurgling sound of the water, creating a peaceful and beautiful scenery.
She walked aimlessly for a while and saw the back of a familiar little girl in the pavilion beside the pond.
Chen Lubai was sitting lazily on the circular bench, leaning against the railing, staring at the water motionlessly. Perhaps he sensed someone approaching, and when he turned his head suddenly, the corners of his mouth still remained downward.
"Miss Chen."
Ningning smiled: "Are you in a bad mood?"
“Not really.”
Chen Lubai was a little girl after all, and her face couldn't hide her thoughts. When she heard Ning Ning's words, her expression became even gloomier, and she seemed a little annoyed: "It's just that my father is looking for a husband for me again - is he so anxious to marry me off?"
Ningning sat on the bench with her, leaning over the railing to look at the green water in the pond: "Miss Chen, don't you want to get married?"
"I don't want to get married."
Chen Lubai threw a stone into the pond, propped up her cheek with her left hand, and lifted up the soft lump of flesh: "What's so good about getting married?"
A small stone fell on the calm water, causing ripples to spread out in circles. The girl's fair reflection suddenly shattered, gathered and dispersed in the pond. Amid the overlapping light and shadow, a red goldfish swam by, shaking its tail, and suddenly disappeared into the distance.
"It's much happier in the Chen Mansion."
Chen Lubai's tone was self-willed, and it was obvious at a glance that she was a naive and willful rich girl: "Although Daddy always wants to urge me to get married, he will never refuse any of my requests. He also said that he will give me an absolutely unexpected gift on my birthday next year."
"It's really cheesy that my brother and sister-in-law always stick together, but they are all very, very nice to me. My sister-in-law gave me a small portrait not long ago. I want to learn painting from her in the future. If I still can't get married when I'm old, I will sell calligraphy and paintings to make money."
She paused, then continued seriously, "Yueming may look like a tomboy, but she actually listens to me very much. After all, I watched her grow up. And the sisters Chunmei, Xiaqing, Qiuxiang, and Dongrui in the mansion are all so nice! I can't bear to leave any of them."
Ning Ning just smiled and said, "It really makes people reluctant to leave."
"Right! I—"
Chen Lubai finally found someone who agreed with her, and her eyes suddenly lit up. However, before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by an exclamation from not far away.
Ning Ning had never seen the servant who was calling for help before, and the voice sounded very strange to her. She only heard the voice with a crying tone, and it was very high-pitched: "Help! The horses in the stable are all crazy!"
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All things have spirits. Just as many animals can sense earthquakes in advance, if the evil spirit's aura is too strong, it will also scare poultry.
The pagoda is very good at deceiving people. The higher the tower, the harder it is to detect the demon's aura. It is euphemistically said that "there are more and more evil practitioners who are proficient in concealing their tracks and hiding their breath. Disciples should learn to keep pace with the times, feel with their hearts, and discover with love."
In short, people are inferior to horses.
When Ningning and Chen Lubai arrived at the stable, quite a few people had gathered around, including her senior brothers and sisters, He Zhizhou and Zheng Weiqi.
The horses were like crazy, neighing shrilly ones and running around like spinning tops that couldn't find their direction. The scene was in chaos.
Zheng Weiqi raised her hand and drew her sword, then walked forward aggressively. Wherever the sword flashed, the horses fell down with wounds all over them.
Just as she was about to deal with the last horse, she was stopped by a group of servants, who shouted heartbreakingly: "Young lady, you can't do that. That is a famous horse worth a thousand gold coins!"
“Ningning!”
When He Zhizhou, a bystander, saw her, he smiled carelessly, then restrained his expression and said in a deep voice: "These horses should be infected by evil spirits and have lost their minds. But you say, how terrifying must the evil spirit be to make them so crazy? Isn't the demon gate not opened yet?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Weiqi's voice rang in his ears: "Who can ride a horse?"
When I looked up again, I found that the eldest sister had retracted the sword while cursing, and jumped onto the horse's back, struggling to tighten the reins.
She had been practicing Taoism since she was young and always travelled by flying on a sword. She had not touched a horse for many years and had completely forgotten how to ride and train a horse.
There were servants everywhere, and no one dared to step forward to help. Miss Chen Bailu, who saw the horses bleeding like a river, rolled her eyes and almost fainted.
After a stalemate, a familiar middle-aged male voice suddenly sounded in the ears of the three people at the same time.
[He Zhizhou and Ningning looked at the scene before them and unexpectedly recalled the time when they rode on horseback and galloped freely. ］
The narration is quite intelligent and can capture the psychological activities of the parties involved and report them in real time. The two people who were named were both stunned. The narrator was right. They were indeed recalling their own experiences of riding horses, but -
"I've only ridden it once, and..."
"I've only ridden it once, but..."
The two looked at each other awkwardly, and before they could finish their words, Zheng Weiqi interrupted: "He Zhizhou, if you are a man, get on top of me!"
He Zhizhou was speechless and choked.
Back then, he died on the fifth level of the mini-game "If You're a Man, Go Down a 100 Levels". He was no longer a man.
But now the situation was critical. The horse, which was more expensive than him, was going crazy and trying to throw Zheng Weiqi off again and again. If he hadn't stepped forward to help, the eldest sister might have died before even making it to midnight, before she could even start her business halfway.
As for riding a horse, he had never seen a pig run, but at least he had eaten pork. After watching so many costume dramas, is it possible that you still can’t learn the horse riding posture?
What is a mission from heaven, what is the last savior.
He Zhizhou exerted his strength in his dantian and shouted, "Don't worry, Senior Sister, I'm coming!"
After he said that, he jumped up, using the same posture as when he rode the electric scooter. He first placed his left foot on the saddle, then lifted his right leg into the air, swung it in a big circle, and stepped forward from behind.
The movements were so smooth and vigorous that anyone who saw them would respectfully call him the "Prince of eDonkey".
But for some reason, I heard a muffled groan behind me, followed by the sound of something falling heavily to the ground.
Also, when he swung his right leg backwards, it seemed to hit something.
He Zhizhou's smile froze on his face.
He heard Ningning scream in panic: "Senior Sister——!"
He was used to being single and had never thought about it carefully. It turns out that when doing this set of movements, there cannot be anyone sitting behind him.
Because whenever you lift your right leg backwards, the first thing you touch is definitely not the saddle.
It was the body of the person behind him, the kind that swept past with a kick.
——Help! The eldest sister was not thrown off the horse, but was kicked down by him!
The narrator was definitely trying not to laugh, as he recited with deep emotion in a serious tone:
[She jumped, she jumped! Zheng Weiqi from Xuanxu Sword School did a backflip and jumped off the horse with the help of her junior fellow apprentice!
After a short horizontal movement, a difficult mid-air full spin was seen, followed by a split-leg side flip.
pretty! The pancake shape lands perfectly! This is simply not something a human can accomplish. Let us congratulate Zheng Weiqi and her junior brother He Zhizhou! They really did it! The friendship among classmates is deeply touching! ］
[She fell gracefully, like a falling flower or a falling butterfly. Was Zheng Weiqi's departure the result of Dadi's pursuit or He Zhizhou's unwillingness to keep her? Love is gone, love is forgotten, in this forbidden game, they are all losers. ］
He Zhizhou: Get out! Are you sick? ! !
He really wanted to look back at Zheng Weiqi and curse the unscrupulous narration. But the wealthy BMW under him didn't give him any chance. It was already acting crazy to begin with, and now frightened by Zheng Weiqi's fall from the horse, it was even more like a wild dog that had broken free from its reins, jumping around and roaring.
It turns out that this horse can mutate into a frog. He really can’t imagine the world of the rich.
Although He Zhizhou was a little poor before, at least he lived happily.
Now I am not only poor but also unhappy.
The horse was jumping around so much that it could be used in a music video for the movie "Little Jumping Frog". One of the servants couldn't stand it anymore and shouted in anguish, "Sir, stop the horse!"
He Zhizhou was tossed back and forth until he was almost turned into a pile of plasticine twisting and turning on the horse's back. His voice was shaking like a pile driver, and every word he said was like a death announcement, so miserable: "I... uh uh uh - I - am - not - happy - goose eh goose -"
The narrator completely let himself go, and played the song "Snowflakes Flying and the North Wind Whistling" that He Zhizhou had sung in the alley before on a loop. It was melodious and graceful, and it was very appropriate to the scene:
[The young knight in white clothes, riding a fine horse, is so handsome that countless young ladies are vying for his favor. ］
Zheng Weiqi cried so loudly: "Hahaha, junior brother, you are so miserable, hahaha!"
Finally, Chen Lubai couldn't bear it any longer and cried, "Kill the horse! Kill it quickly! Master He is no longer a human being!"
This is truly a compassionate female Bodhisattva. She gave up a piece of meat worth a thousand gold coins for a piece of meat worth less than a thousand spirit stones.
The valuable horse was eventually killed by Ning Ning with a single sword. Zheng Weiqi was a Nascent Soul cultivator after all, and although she was kicked off the horse by her fellow disciple, she only suffered minor injuries.
After the criminal Ma was executed, he and Ningning walked forward together and looked coldly at He Zhizhou who looked dazed.
"Ningning."
He lay on the horse's corpse, as if he had entered a sage's time without desires or requests, and raised the corners of his mouth in a very dry voice: "Riding a horse is really interesting. The time you rode it must have been very memorable for you."
"I was riding horses with my friend the other day, chasing each other, and when we got off the horses, she told me."
Ning Ning sighed deeply and wiped away her tears, knowing how difficult life was: "She said, the carousel is really fun."
She couldn't bear to look at his haggard face, so she lowered her eyes and looked away: "You should be like this too, right?"
"No, no, no, not a merry-go-round. You can't imagine that I've also been on a wild ride."
He Zhizhou looked increasingly confused, his throat trembling as if someone was pinching it, "It was the first semester of my junior year, as soon as I got on the horse, it started neighing non-stop. It said to me--"
Zheng Weiqi on the side frowned, very puzzled.
How can a horse talk?
Did Junior Brother He break his brain?
Ningning breathed lightly and looked at his eyes, which were wide open and looked like they would swell and jump out of their sockets at any moment.
He Zhizhou looked like he was on his deathbed. He trembled as he spoke his last words, his breath barely surging: "It said, my father's father is called Grandpa, and my father's mother is called Grandma..."
Ningning: ...
Oh, it turned out to be the electric toy horse placed at the entrance of the supermarket.
——Then you, a grown man, can really ride on it with reckless abandon! ! !
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