Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?

Chapter 280 Covered by Mist

There are not many things that can make a weapon spirit so furious. In addition to being so eager when it encounters its prey, there are very few things that can make it lose its temper.

Han Yu left Ling Wuce alone and found a secluded place to sit down cross-legged, then plunged into the sea of ​​consciousness.

At this moment, the sea of ​​consciousness was filled with mist, and the weapon spirit stepped back with small steps, staying away from the bottle.

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The current state of the bottle is really strange. It has released all this mist for no reason.

He does recognize these fogs. As long as they can be released without prying eyes, what kind of fuss is going on now?

The bottle seemed to have no intention of stopping, and the fog filled the air faster and faster. In the end, even the weapon spirit was wrapped up. The entire sea of ​​​​consciousness was covered in gray, and it was impossible to see clearly.

"What's going on?"

Han Yu was puzzled and asked the weapon spirit.

Xiao Liuli's angry words came from the mist, "Ask me, who should I ask."

Who knows what caused the wind in the bottle, it suddenly happened for no reason.

As its voice fell, streaks of mist began to emerge from Han Yu's eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and then covered his whole body. Wherever it touched the flesh and blood, it sank directly into it, and the rest continued to penetrate along the cuffs and trouser legs. Enter.

In just a moment, Han Yu's entire body was penetrated by the fog.

"Tell me, is there a possibility that someone is spying on me?"

Han Yu thought thoughtfully. The bottle covered the sea of ​​consciousness and himself, so it was unlikely to be a problem with the bottle, but rather with the outside world.

He knew exactly what Mist was doing, so it was most likely that someone was spying on him.

There's just one thing he doesn't understand that makes Bottle go to such trouble. What clever method did the other party use to spy on him?

It was destined that no one could answer his doubts. After doing all this, Bottle returned to calm, leaving only the gray sea of ​​consciousness and the confused Han Yu.

Fortunately, all the fog outside the body is directly absorbed into the flesh and blood. From the outside, Han Yu doesn't seem to have anything strange.

When he returned to the Bund, Ling Wuce stood there and looked around. When he saw Han Yu coming back, he asked curiously.

"Did something happen?"

The way Han Yu left in a hurry not long ago could not be faked, and it was hard for him to follow him again.

Now that he was back, I couldn't help but ask with doubts in my heart.

Some people snooped and speculated based on the fog. The fog came from the glass bottle, and the glass bottle was something that could not be told outside, so Han Yu could only shake his head.

"fine."

Seeing that Han Yu didn't want to talk, he couldn't continue to ask. He just whispered, "If you are not afraid in the future, Quan Xiaotong owes you a lot of favors. If you have any problems in the future, you can seek help from the fifth floor."

But after saying that, he couldn't help but laugh, because he suddenly realized that there seemed to be very few places on the fifth floor that could help him.

As for magic weapons, Han Yu's pure physical cultivation is of no use.

When it comes to elixirs, Baicao Si probably has no intention of exposing them to their elixirs.

In terms of strength, Han Yu can fight and run, and there are not many places where he can be used on the fifth floor. But if he can be used, he will probably be in big trouble.

"If you continue to accumulate favors, Quan Xiaotong will probably move his butt out in the end to make room for you to pay off the debt."

Ling Wuce joked that this was naturally a joke, but he had indeed accumulated a lot of favors.

Outside the beach, the migration team went extremely smoothly, and now the entire old site of the small village is gone without a trace.

About an hour later, a monk from the monastery came back and saluted Ling Wuce with clasped fists.

"Dean Ling, everything has been easily settled."

For a while, even the court couldn't create a village out of thin air. The so-called resettlement was actually to temporarily stay these villagers in the houses of Haishi City, while the cruise ships of Haishi City would not go ashore for the time being, and all the supplies were provided by The Fuya monks were sent back to the ship to stay for a few more days.

It is easy for the Ministry of Tiangong to build a Zhuangzi in a few days.

As for the wood spirit, it was even more casual. It found an open space and took root directly. Just as Ling Wuce expected, after finding the place, this guy couldn't bear the loneliness and appeared in the form of a spirit body, walking around Haishi City. There was a burst of fun in the position.

When the two returned to Haishi City, they could already see this guy happily passing by on the street several times.

"Look, if we make Haishi City more prosperous, do you think we can keep it?"

Ling Wuce was naturally happy to hear about this. Such powerful creatures of heaven and earth were least afraid of their love for human fireworks.

The more it likes it, the more stable Haishi City will be in the future.

"Then you should consider giving it a guarding position."

Han Yu said half-jokingly.

Who knew that the old ghost Ling Wuce was really interested? His old face was thoughtful, as if he was really considering its feasibility.

"No, you don't really mean it, do you?"

Han Yu was startled by his expression, and then his expression became extremely strange. If Mu Ling was to be a guard, what kind of weird person would be able to do this? The city didn't want it anymore, would it? It won't be played out directly.

"No, look at the villagers who have worshiped it for thousands of years. Isn't it pretty good?"

Ling Wuce held his chin and thought for a moment before saying.

This is indeed true. We learned from the villagers that since our ancestors were saved by the wood spirit thousands of years ago, they have been protected and thrived for thousands of years.

After such a long time, judging from the villagers' unchanging admiration for him, it seems that life has not been disturbed, but has been extremely comfortable.

It can be seen that the wood spirit actually has a natural habit of protecting life.

Han Yu, who had been kicked in the face before, had reservations about this. Ling Wuce probably didn't know that this guy was very good at swearing.

As night fell, thick fog obscured the full moon.

And the fog covers the sea of ​​consciousness.

Ouch!

A soft sound came from the sea of ​​​​consciousness. Han Yu turned over on the deck of the Yamen's cruise ship, wanting to dip into the sea of ​​​​consciousness to see the elixir, but then his whole body felt bad.

In that thick fog, not to mention clearly seeing the efficacy of the elixir, he couldn't even see the elixir anywhere.

"Hey, get up quickly and look for the elixir!"

He called Qi Ling.

"If you can't find it, why don't you ask me for the bottle?"

The weapon spirit spoke reluctantly, but there was still movement.

A quarter of an hour later.

"...Han Yu, I'm lost in your sea of ​​consciousness."

Qi Ling's words made Han Yu's face fall. This was outrageous enough. The gray sea of ​​consciousness not only isolated the outside world, but also isolated himself.

What about my elixir?

"You should think about what I should do?"

The weapon spirit suddenly said aggrievedly, it was the one who suffered the most. Now it was standing in the sea of ​​consciousness with its eyes darkened, surrounded by fog. It is no exaggeration to say that it had just gotten up to help Han Yu find the elixir. , it can’t even find the bottle now.