Lanke Chess Edge

Even mortals like Xiao Du and Xiao Ling who don't know anything about the way of cultivation can detect the strangeness of the lights after seeing the cause and effect before. But Xiao Du thought of something, he understood that this was not repaying the other party, he was clearly harming that old turtle!

Although the two of them were in a dream at the moment, they were in a trance like many people's dreams. They couldn't tell whether it was real or not. They even hid themselves behind the grass, for fear that those soldiers would find themselves, even Xiao Ling, who knew martial arts. Equally cautious.

After waiting for a long time, all the lanterns had been lit and they were lowered down the river. Only then did a group of riders get on their horses and return to the original road.

The sound of horseshoes went away, Xiao Du and Xiao Ling, the father and son, dared to stand up quietly when they didn't know each other, looking at the distance of this big river, the lights had already drifted away.

I don't know how long it has passed, maybe a few hours, maybe a few days, when the waves on the distant river suddenly rolled violently.

"Boom..."

A big hole was blown in the center of the river, and the billowing waves rushed to both sides, and the spray from the explosion was like heavy rain.

"Boom..."

I don't know when the sky started to gather dark clouds and thunder and lightning, the dark lead clouds were depressed, and the thunder light kept jumping in the clouds. The pressure brought by the dark clouds and thunder in the sky made Xiao Du and Xiao Ling feel very depressed.

"Boom..."

The thunderbolt slammed straight down towards the river, and the lightning that rose from the middle of the river illuminated a large swath of water...

"Ah ho..."

There was a violent roar in the middle of the river, and Xiao Du and Xiao Ling could even see a giant tortoise rolling in the middle of the river in the distance in the middle of the thunder. In the violent storm, there were bursts of roars like ancient beasts coming from the river.

"Little man Xiao Jing, you will die badly, roar—"

The terrifying monster aura mixed with evil aura rushed towards both banks along with the huge waves in the river. Xiao Du and Xiao Ling were almost out of breath, and could even feel the pain of suffocation.

In this kind of pain, the body's endurance reached its limit, and a huge blood-colored wave, like a high wall, hit the two of them at this moment, including the ferocious face of a giant tortoise and flashing thunder.

"ah……"

Xiao Ling sat up from the bed at once, panting violently.

"Ho....ho ho ho..."

"Sister? What's wrong with you, Mr. Xiang?"

Duan Muwan beside her also sat up, and found that her father-in-law was pale, his eyes were dull, and his face was covered with sweat. She stretched out her sleeve and wiped Xiao Ling's face. regain consciousness.

"Master, are you having a nightmare?"

"Ho... ho... yes, I had a nightmare, a real nightmare..."

Xiao Ling breathed calmly, what kept flashing in his mind was still the picture from the previous dream, but compared to the trance in the waking state of the dream, his thoughts are much clearer now, and he feels that the name Xiao Jing is a bit strange. familiar.

And in Xiao Du's study, Xiao Du also woke up from the dream, and even fell off the soft couch directly.

"ah……"

"Boom~"

"Hey, ah... come here, come here..."

Xiao Du cried out in panic, and looked around in surprise, the scenery in front of him gradually recovered from the river in his dream to his study.

A night watchman came in to serve, and saw the panic on his master's face that had never appeared before, and the sweat that wet his hair.

"Master, what's the matter with you, master?"

The servant hurried forward, helped Xiao Du up, and let him sit on the soft bed, then took a cloth towel from the shelf next to him and wiped Xiao Du's face, the latter was panting slightly, and he calmed down after a while , the servant on the side hurriedly handed over tea.

"Master, drink some tea to soothe your throat and calm down the shock."

Xiao Du calmed down his trembling breathing, and the hand that took the teacup was trembling slightly. After drinking a few sips of tea, he barely recovered, and handed the teacup back to the servant, but one of them lost his grip, and the teacup almost It fell, but the servant had quick eyesight and quick hands, and quickly caught the teacup.

"Master, are you having a nightmare?"

"Nightmare? Yes, yes, give me the cloth towel, you can step back first."

"Yes, sir, call me whenever you need something, and the villain will be waiting in the side room."

"Um."

After the servant left, Xiao Du wiped his face with a cloth towel, and subconsciously looked at the lights in the study. He stood up, picked up the lampshade from the lamp stand on the table in front of him, and revealed the slightly flickering candlelight inside. .

Different from Xiao Ling, Xiao Du knew who Xiao Jing was very clearly. After all, he read the family tree more diligently than Xiao Ling. He was in a trance in his dream. When he woke up, Xiao Du had already remembered that Xiao Jing was his ancestor. up.

"Why did you have this dream, why can you dream of these things?"

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a sound of footsteps outside, which was especially obvious in this silent night.

"Father, are you still in the study?"

"come in."

Xiao Ling walked into the study room and closed the door casually to prevent the loss of heating. When he looked at his father, he found that he was a little embarrassed.

"Father, what's the matter with you?"

Xiao Du waved his hands and said in a slightly tired tone.

"It's okay, my father had a very real nightmare just now, he was still in shock, and broke out in a cold sweat."

Xiao Ling was startled when he heard the words, instinctively felt that something was wrong, and immediately approached a few steps and asked in a low voice.

"Father, did you dream of a broad river, a scholar named Xiao Jing and an old turtle in the river?"

Xiao Du's body trembled violently, and he looked at his son in horror.

"Did you dream that too?"

Xiao Ling nodded with an ugly face.

"The boy also dreamed that the old tortoise helped the scholar Xiao Jing to gain wealth and wealth, and the latter returned the lights of other families, but the lights were very wrong, and soon the sky was struck by thunder, and the old tortoise was furious in the storm Scold Xiao Jing..."

When Xiao Ling said this, he looked at Xiao Du who was also extremely ugly, and asked cautiously.

"Father, this Xiao Jing is not an ancestor of our Xiao family, is it?"

Xiao Du nodded, subconsciously looked at the study window and the direction of the door, and lowered his voice.

"Xiao Jing, it was the old ancestor of my Xiao family who started to prosper, the lantern in the middle of the river... If it is not bad as my father expected, it is not the lights of a harmonious family at all, but, Gollum..."

Xiao Du swallowed, and lowered his voice even more.

"At the beginning, Emperor Zhen Taizu killed the heroes of the founding of the country in his later years. Many old officials were killed by the nine tribes and even the barbarian tribes. They were killed so that there were no officials left alive... those lamps and candles should have been taken from these homes where blood flowed into rivers... ..."

Xiao Ling also subconsciously swallowed his saliva, both surprised and fearful, even if he didn't know how to practice, he knew that this was definitely an extremely sinister thing, and the movement of the thunderbolt the day afterward seemed to confirm this point.

"Father, what else do you know?"

"Phew... this is an old story from many generations ago. How could father know so clearly? If it weren't for this dream, father would not have known that our ancestors of the Xiao family had contact with monsters...but I did hear it before. Your great-grandfather said that there is an ancestral precept in the family to tell the descendants of the Xiao family in Jingdu not to go near the Chunmu River, saying that the river is in conflict with our family, but he didn't say it too seriously..."

"Chunmujiang...Father, why did we have the same dream? This dream..."

Needless to say, Xiao Ling, Xiao Du now also feels that this dream may be real, and the father and son had the same dream, which must indicate something, and it is probably not a good thing.

When the father and son of the Xiao family were suspicious, in the courtyard of Xiao Mansion, Ji Yuan and Lao Gui's spiritual thoughts were looking towards the direction of the study, but because of that dream, Lao Gui's phantom was a little unstable.

Ji Yuan turned his gaze to the old turtle.

"Mr. Ji, I..."

The demonic aura of the old turtle in the dream just now is actually a little bit "beyond history", it is precisely because the old turtle's divine sense is affected by his own resentment, and this is revealed in front of Ji Yuan, which makes the old turtle a little uneasy.

"Such past events, if you were replaced by Ji, you may not be able to completely see it. It would be unreasonable if you were not allowed to resent you for being teased by such kindness and revenge."

Hearing what Ji Yuan said, Old Gui heaved a sigh of relief, but he was still a bit puzzled as to why Mr. Ji brought him here.

"Now that the Xiao family is facing a major change, it's time for you and the Xiao family to end this period of cause and effect."

"But, Xiao Jing is already dead, and he is destined to be punished in the Underworld. The Xiao family and I..."

After Lao Gui hesitated to say these few words, Ji Yuan smiled when he heard the words.

"Ji is just letting you settle this knot. As for what to do, it's up to you. The ghosts and gods in Gyeonggi Prefecture and Tongtian River will sell me some face and won't restrain you."

Said, Ji Yuan looked in the direction of Xiao's study again, and said calmly after a long time.

"If you figure it out, let's clear up your thoughts. You don't need to be too concerned with worldly views. Just make yourself feel at ease. It's getting late, and it's time for Ji to rest."

After saying this, Ji Yuan's figure slowly dissipated in front of Old Gui. After the latter was stunned for a moment, he continued to turn his gaze to Xiao's study room until this ray of divine thought could no longer be maintained and he dissipated in the courtyard .

...

In the early morning of the second day, in a room in another guest courtyard in the Yin Mansion on Rong'an Street, Du Changsheng finally woke up. He opened his heavy eyelids and saw the ceiling of the guest room in the Yin Mansion. He was seriously injured, but he felt the deepest artistic conception of Ji Yuan. In addition, he used too much force, causing his soul to be immersed in the artistic conception, and in the end he fell into his own artistic conception, causing the physical body to lose the presidency of the spiritual soul. He looked like a dying person.

Now Du Changsheng's biggest problem is just that his mind is exhausted too much, after this period of rest, it can be regarded as a lot of relief.

When Du Changsheng woke up, the imperial doctor happened to come for a routine inspection. Seeing that the former had opened his eyes, he trotted over quickly.

"Tianshi Du, are you awake? How do you feel?"

Du Changsheng had just come back to his senses now, and he grabbed the imperial doctor's hand and asked nervously.

"Is it done? Is it done?"

He didn't care what happened after he fainted, for fear he'd screwed up.

"It's done! The Celestial Master really has great magic power, and Xiang Yin's body is recovering!"

"Oh... it's good to be done, it's good to be done..."

Du Changsheng heaved a sigh of relief, this kind of performance made the imperial doctor respectful, this is the demeanor of a master!

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PS: PY recommends "The Elf Master" by Qingquan Liuxiang, which can be regarded as the Pokemon (Pokemon) in childhood memories.