Hunting Immortals and Demons

The man on the altar had long since died, but he stood there upright, letting the blood flow down his body and seep into the altar.

Under such circumstances, those people around the altar not only showed no fear, but also had strange smiles on their faces.

At this time, two figures stood up around the altar, with strange smiles. Step by step, they walked up to the altar, stood with the original corpses, and reached out to dig out their own eyes.

This scene is so horrifying that it makes people gasp.

Lu Yan's expression changed drastically. This scene was too familiar.

Wu Ling!

The same was true for the villagers of the original mountain village.

But then there were only a few people, but now, there are more than a hundred people.

Hoho

The eyes were dug out and rolled down under the altar. A low roar came from under the altar, which was a kind of suppressed excitement.

"No, it's the martial spirit. This is the martial spirit performing the 'Enchanting Ceremony'. This martial spirit is about to enter its bones. Anyone who trespasses will die, so hurry up and leave."

One of Liu's retainers' expression changed drastically, and he pulled Liu Xingren and retreated sharply.

Others are also scared. They still have the idea of ​​​​wiping out the bandits. The current idea is to leave this ghost place.

But even if it was the first time for a martial spirit to perform the 'Enchanting Ceremony', it was not something they could deal with. They had to let the powerful Wuhou of the clan take action in person to deal with this monster.

Lu Yan retreated faster than the others.

But he had barely taken two steps when he felt dizzy, his eyelids were twitching, and his consciousness began to blur.

After just a few breaths, he was plunged into darkness, unaware of anyone else.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Yan opened his eyes.

What comes into view are white lime walls, white bedding, and a special uncomfortable smell.

"Hospital, ward."

An idea came to Lu Yan's mind.

"Xiaoyan, you finally woke up. You scared your mother to death."

Next to him, a kind voice came.

Lu Yan turned around and saw three familiar faces, looking at him with concern.

"Dad, mom, sister, why are they here? No, this is not Dachu, not Changfeng City, this is the earth."

Lu Yan was confused, what's going on?

The parents he thought about were naturally not Lu Qingshan and Wang Cui, but the parents on earth, Lu Jianguo and Li Lanxiang.

"Brother, you have been unconscious for two days and two nights, but you scared us."

A woman in her thirties said with concern and a hint of complaint.

It's Lu Yan's sister, Lu Zhi.

Lu Yan's forehead suddenly twitched and he had a splitting headache.

"What's going on? Aren't I in Changfeng City? Aren't I working with Liu's people to exterminate the bandits? By the way, it's Wu Ling. I saw Wu Ling was about to escape. Why did he return to Earth?"

Lu Yan felt confused.

"Brother, the doctor said you are too tired. I know you work during the day and stay up late at night writing books. Don't do this again." Lu Zhi rambled.

"Xiaoyan, your sister is right. I have gone to the company to ask for a long leave. You will have a good rest later and take good care of yourself." Li Lanxiang warned.

"Stop nagging, Xiaoyan just woke up, let him have a good rest."

Li Jianguo said.

"I remember that I fell into a coma after staying up late typing words, and when I woke up, I passed away. Could it be that it was all a lie, just a dream?"

"If it's really a dream, it's too real, the family, the martial arts, the martial arts, the parents."

Everything is vividly visible.

Especially the days when Lu Qingshan and Wang Cui get along are so detailed that there is no difference between them and the real thing.

Dreams, are they so real?

Lu Yan reached into the quilt and pinched his thigh hard. The severe pain made him gasp.

It seems that it was really a dream.

I was in a coma for two days and two nights and had a big dream.

"Xiaoyan, what's wrong with you? Don't scare mom, I'll call the doctor."

Li Lanxiang said with a worried face.

"Mom, I'm fine."

Lu Yan smiled.

Li Lanxiang had heavy dark circles under her eyes and a haggard look on her face, which showed how worried she had been over the past two days, and she had probably been staying close by.

Lu Jianguo and Lu Zhi are similar.

Looking at the familiar and warm face so close, Lu Yan felt warm in his heart.

So fine.

In his dream, didn't he want to come back every day, to his parents and relatives?

Speaking of which, Lu Qingshan and Wang Cui are very similar to Lu Jianguo and Li Lanxiang, not just in appearance, but in personality and feelings towards him.

Perhaps, he subconsciously projected Lu Jianguo and Li Lanxiang into the dream, so it was so real.

At this time, a nurse came in, changed the medicine for Lu Yan, and told Lu Yan to buy something to eat, but not to eat greasy food that is difficult to digest, and to eat some liquid food first to cushion his stomach.

Lu Zhi immediately took out her phone and placed an order.

Half an hour later, the hot white rice porridge was delivered. After Lu Yan drank half the bowl, his body regained a lot of strength and he could sit on the bed.

"Mom, Dad, sister, I miss you so much. I thought I would never see you again."

Lu Yan said.

"What are you talking about? You kid, please take some rest from now on and stop working so hard. Your parents have some savings. How can you afford to marry a wife in the future?"

Li Lanxiang pretended to blame.

Lu Yan felt warm in his heart and had a sore nose. It was better to be here. He didn't have to fight and kill, and he didn't have to worry about losing his life at any time.

Time passed day by day, and after seven days, Lu Yan basically recovered, went through the discharge procedures, and returned home.

On the 22nd floor, Lu Yan stood on the balcony, looking at the cars whizzing by on the road outside, in a daze.

These days, the scenes of Changfeng City appear in his mind from time to time. The intertwining of dreams and reality makes it difficult for him to distinguish sometimes.

"The martial arts in the dream can transport energy and blood, temper the body, and break the closed door. If you put it here, it will be like a superman. Let me give it a try."

There happened to be no one at home, so Lu Yan followed the Iron Wire Fist's moves and hit him again, but he couldn't sense the energy and blood at all.

"Sure enough, it came out of a dream. How can I really practice it? I guess I was too obsessed with the idea when I was writing the novel."

Lu Yan laughed to himself.

Thinking of the novel, Lu Yan's heart moved: "Why don't I write the experience in the dream as a novel? Da Chu, family members, martial arts, qi and blood, sealing the family, and martial arts all form a system of their own, reasonable and like a real life." The world doesn’t seem to be imaginary. If I write about it, will the readers praise me as a great god?”

Lu Yan was so energetic that he immediately turned on his computer and started thinking about it.

"Where to start? In the dream, I spent half a month in exile after my soul was transported. There's actually nothing to write about. It's better to start from Changfeng City."

After conceiving the idea, Lu Yan typed the first line: "Finally arrived at Changfeng City."

Because the dream was so real and vivid in his mind, Lu Yan's thoughts surged and he wrote extremely smoothly. His fingers were like flying, and he typed tens of thousands of words.

From the time he first arrived in Changfeng City, the clan leader Liu sent out porridge, the military army killed people and assigned them to the backing villages, the mad woman screamed, the scoundrels snatched the food, and the father taught archery.

When he wrote about teaching archery, Lu Yan stopped and looked puzzled.

Because he couldn't remember what the golden finger in his dream was.

He only remembered that in his dream, his martial arts improved by leaps and bounds, relying on the golden finger, but he had no memory of what the golden finger was.

In fact, in the past few days, whenever the scene in his dream appeared, he would automatically skip the golden finger.

what happened?

Lu Yan frowned and thought hard.

He vaguely knew that Golden Finger was in his mind, but why was there no memory and a blank?

Suddenly, Lu Yan felt a tearing pain in his head. It was like something exploded in his head, blooming with dazzling light, like a floating sun.

Gradually, the light dimmed, and a book emerged.

"Book of Taoism, yes, it's a book of Taoism."

Lu Yan was ecstatic, but immediately found that the surrounding scene and space were distorting, and then shattered like glass.

He seemed to be trapped in a whirlpool, sinking deeper and deeper into darkness.

But the darkness did not last long, and light appeared before his eyes.

The dark night, the village, the altar, the strange bandits, and the crazy people of the Liu family and the Wu family.

"Am I dreaming again? No, this is not a dream, this is real. What happened in the hospital before? In the end, which side is a dream? Which side is real? Which side is fake?"

Lu Yan hugged his head, his eyes full of confusion.

Some brothers said that they could not understand this chapter and that it was just an illusion.