Drawing cards can't save the weird world

Zhao Hao woke up in a daze in the morning, took down the water bowl in a daze, and sat on the bed thinking.

Did something go wrong in yesterday's practice?

Usually in the dream, I am relatively awake, although it is quite difficult to control my thoughts and prevent myself from changing the dream. But my own consciousness is very clear.

But last night, although he successfully entered the dreamland, it seemed like he was really dreaming, and he didn't even realize that he was in a dream for many times!

How is it that the more you practice, the more regressive it is?

It's just that the master leads the door, and the practice depends on the individual. Now my "Dream Accumulation Psychic Energy Method" is very different from the Hidden Dragon Sleeping Alchemy that Uncle Tie gave me. Even Uncle Tie couldn't give himself much advice!

It's really not easy to cross the river by feeling the stones!

Zhao Hao didn't care, he got up to practice boxing, had breakfast and took the bus as usual.

When I got to the store, I gave the painting to Uncle Tie, who put it away.

After a busy day of practicing spells, Zhao Hao went home to sleep in the evening.

Zhao Hao habitually reads the system diary before going to bed, but the diary writes: I think something is wrong!

Although the diary usually records trivial things, and often makes harsh remarks or complains, but this time it seems a bit weird.

Zhao Hao pondered for a long time, but got nothing.

Tonight, he didn't even practice the world formation technique, and wanted to sleep with full energy, but he didn't expect that after he fell asleep, a bamboo forest still appeared in his dream.

Zhao Hao stood under the tall vermilion torii gate, a spherical barrier enveloped this small world, but outside the barrier, a dark green silent bamboo forest was tightly attached to the edge of Zhao Hao's dream...

Zhao Hao felt that the bamboo forest seemed to be closer to him? It seems to be an illusion again.

His mind kept jumping between waking and dreaming, sometimes he realized that he was dreaming, and sometimes unconsciously regarded it as reality.

The next day he woke up leisurely and sat on the bed frowning.

If he didn't realize that something was wrong, he would be a little sorry for his title of old silver coin.

He patted his thigh: "I've been tricked!"

The thinking in the dream was affected by psionic energy, so it was not clear.

Originally, even if a person wakes up, he should not be able to remember his dreams, but Zhao Hao’s special skills, and the torii gate may also have played a role, and there is a certain effect of the enchantment, he does remember his dreams content.

How can it be a coincidence that I, a transcendent who mainly cultivates in dreams, dreamed of a bamboo forest involuntarily for two consecutive nights?

This Americo has no bamboo!

When mentioning the bamboo forest, the first thing Zhao Hao thought of was the painting he received the day before yesterday!

Zhao Hao didn't care about anything else, he didn't even eat breakfast, so he hurried to the store to find Uncle Tie.

After listening to Zhao Hao's narration, Uncle Tie also had a serious expression on his face. If what Zhao Hao said was true, even if the painting wasn't a weird thing, it was definitely a high-end extraordinary item.

But supernatural items have psionic fluctuations, so I can't fail to discover them. so……

Uncle Tie said: "Hurry up and contact the seller!"

Zhao Hao hurried to find Ms. Serra, while Uncle Tie tried to seal the painting in the altar in his warehouse.

That Mr. Lewis was not found, not only him, but his wife and son all disappeared overnight. There is only one young daughter and one eldest son who is out of town. Several of the hired hands and servants in the plantation have also disappeared!

These people's personal clothes are all on the bed, but they are gone! What is certain is that he definitely did not go by himself!

Now Zhao Hao knew that there was a big problem, even if the painting was in his hands, then Louis would not be able to run away, this is not an ordinary thing!

How can I be so unlucky, unlucky things happen one after another!

Uncle Tie said that Chaofan would look for Chaofan, which is true.

Now I can only hope that Uncle Tie's seal will work!

In the end, it didn't work, the bamboo forest appeared again in Zhao Hao's dream, and the distance was even closer, almost squeezed into the barrier!

Vaguely, he seemed to see a well in the bamboo forest, and a basin of clothes beside the well...

At dawn, Zhao Hao came to the store and shook his head at Uncle Tie.

Many of the abilities of this weird thing are unreasonable, there is absolutely no way!

Zhao Hao called Colt, and Colt took a few staff members of the Bureau of Mystery who wore the same chemical protective suits, carefully put the painting into a container, and brought it back to the Bureau of Mystery to seal it up.

Before leaving, Colt patted Zhao Hao on the shoulder: "If there is anything I can help, call me!"

Although he didn't trust the sealing of the mysterious bureau at first, when Zhao Hao saw the bamboo forest again in his dream, he was still inevitably disappointed.

At this time, the bamboo forest had already started to squeeze the barrier, and the force was not small, the green bamboos on the edge had already deformed the barrier! If this continues, the barrier will soon be destroyed!

This time the well in the bamboo forest was closer, and Zhao Hao seemed to be able to see the moss growing on it. And there is a kind of power that leads Zhao Hao to walk over.

"I can't help it, it seems that I can only give it a try."

The next day Zhao Hao found Fatty, and told Uncle Tie and Fatty about his current situation.

"I don't think I can last for a few days. I'm going to try my best and go into the ancient well to have a look." Although Zhao Hao looked free and easy, he was not sure. It's just that if you lose, you don't lose, so you can't cry, right?

I don't know what to face this time, and those who disappeared never came back.

Moreover, because it is in a dream, no one else can help if they want to.

Uncle Tie has also lit a lamp and boiled oil for the past two days to turn the pages of the book, but the normal supernatural methods are useless.

He wanted to fight poison with poison, and come to a trick that only tricks can defeat. Let Zhao Hao hide in the "Picture of Going to the Grave on Qingming Festival"!

The problem is, the "Picture of Going to the Grave on Qingming Festival" is not considered safe in the first place, not to mention that it would be even worse if the two monsters had some unpredictable changes due to the conflict!

"I guess, this may be a way to enter a strange place. Zhao Hao, you may not survive." Uncle Tie took out two things.

An old pocket watch, this thing is also a weird thing, but it is the kind of weird thing that is least harmful, and it can even be said to be helpful.

"This is called a fast pocket watch. After using spiritual power to dial it, you can make your speed and reaction speed much faster in the next minute. The price is that spiritual power and physical strength will be consumed quickly. If you use it too frequently , but will be exhausted!"

"As for this talisman..." Uncle Tie held a piece of turquoise hard talisman paper, with a look of nostalgia on his face.

"This is the Heavenly Capital Five Thunder Talisman, at least a 2-star bronze talisman. It is very valuable! When you come back, you will have to work for three years to pay off my debts!"

Bronze 2-star talisman, this is not very valuable to describe, did you straighten your eyes without looking at the fat man?

Bronze, that is different from black iron!

With this talisman paper, Zhao Hao's chances of survival are at least halved.

Of course, if Zhao Hao didn't come back, it would mean that Uncle Tie was in vain.

The fat man was also unambiguous, and reluctantly took out his yellow leather gourd, "Although my Wooden Fire Gourd is not as good as Uncle Tie's talisman, it is still a good treasure with 4 stars of black iron! Fatty, I have half the wealth Ah! My god, you have to fight hard, you have to come back!"

"Okay! I know! You can't die, what a scene!" Zhao Hao grabbed the gourd to play with, and wanted to study it a long time ago.

Uncle Tie didn't teach spells very much before, because he couldn't chew too much, and also because he practiced too many spells, which would be harmful to the path of transcendence.

But now he can't control so much, he picked a quick-handed spell and handed it over to Zhao Hao, adding an extra bit of strength is a share. Let's talk about the future later!

This technique is called All Plants Are Soldiers, and it is a method of illusion, which is also the legendary method of blinding eyes.

It is an illusion, otherwise it would be impossible to learn it in one afternoon.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Zhao Hao fell asleep on the bed in the store with a little soft in his arms, embracing the orange seat.

Fatty didn't leave either, and stayed with Uncle Tie to protect the law.

He also encouraged Zhao Hao: "Brother Ritian, go early and come back early! Isn't it just a strange place? Rat's back hurts—how big is it?"

Zhao Hao smiled and fell asleep.

Ever since he practiced the Hidden Dragon Sleeping Alchemy, he has never had insomnia again, and he sleeps whenever he wants.

In the dreamland, the enchantment has been deformed so badly that it is in danger.

Zhao Hao thought about it and decided to withdraw.

His left hand is soft and his right hand is orange seat, and he strode directly towards the ancient well in the bamboo forest...

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