Died fifty-eight times

Author: Yue Izumo

Died fifty-eight times

She shook her long nose and made a cry like an ape or an owl. She raised her head and spit out countless transparent bubbles. In each bubble, there was a different scene, including towns, markets, and mountains.

The sea, the snowy fields, the desert...

Dream Tapir Xuerong stared at the floating bubbles and selected a few darker bubbles. The scenes inside were either dark and strange, or tragic and unlike the human world.

She giggled strangely and said, "Nightmare phantom."

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The silver ingots falling like rain finally stopped.

Hua Jiao breathed a sigh of relief and took back the Wild Goose Wing Saber.

In the darkness, I vaguely heard someone muttering: "I have never hated this yellow and white thing as much as I did tonight." This meant that he didn't even want to mention the words "gold ingot" anymore.

A cold moon appeared in the night sky, emitting pale moonlight. She knew that this was not the real moon, but just a phantom in her dream.

The moon sets, the sun rises, and the sky slowly becomes brighter.

Everyone was overjoyed, and before they had time to cheer, they suddenly heard the sound of rushing water not far away. Looking up, they saw the rolling torrent rushing over with rolling waves.

It was close in an instant.

Hua Jiao stretched out his fingers and kneaded the secret, sending everyone onto a rock.

Everyone huddled on the rock, looking at the rushing flood beneath their feet, their faces turned pale. The rock they were standing on was crumbling in the torrent, and seemed to collapse at any time. The most terrifying thing was that there were countless strange birds circling in the sky.

From time to time it swoops down, ready to be eaten by others.

At this time, an even weirder scene appeared.

A group of bandits with knives and swords appeared out of thin air. They actually stepped on the water, looking at the water as nothing, slashing and looting from time to time, and approaching everyone.

"Be careful, this is the nightmare of many people gathered together. These robbers are not affected by the flood because they are not in the dream of the flood." Yu Taiqing said with a solemn expression.

"What do you mean? So, floods are like flat ground to them?" Zhou Ling asked puzzledly, "They are not affected, but all dreams will affect us?"

"That's it." Yu Taiqing said.

While they were talking, the robbers rushed to the rock, raised their knives and slashed at everyone.

Zhou Ling stretched out his ax and stepped forward to block the attack, knocking the robber to the ground.

There are strange birds in the sky, floods below, and robbers on the rocks. Every scene is a nightmare.

While Zhou Ling was blocking the robbers, Huajiao concentrated on sensing where the dream tapir was hiding.

However, this dream was originally created by the demonic power of the Dream Tapir. There was demonic power everywhere, and it was difficult to tell where she was hiding. She had no choice but to form a seal with her hands, and a ray of ice-blue light rushed into the sky.

She used 80% of her mana in this attack.

The originally chaotic sky was like an eggshell with a crack.

Huajiao felt happy and felt there was hope.

She formed a seal again, and ice-blue light struck the sky. With this blow, countless cracks appeared in the sky like the shell of an egg, and it turned into fragments and fell.

Everyone felt a white light flash before their eyes, making them dizzy.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw the hot desert in front of him.

Break out of a nightmare, and what awaits is still a nightmare.

"This is the nightmare phantom of Mengtair. It's useless to attack with magic power." Yu Taiqing said slowly.

From the freezing ice and snow to the sweltering desert, from night to day, in just a short while, everyone experienced several times of cold and heat, life and death.

Several strong men could not bear it any longer. Cui Lanshu was tired and frightened. Her legs gave out and she fainted. The woman next to her quickly helped her with her quick eyes and hands, preventing her from falling to the ground.

The scholar Wu Xiu was already weak and had been possessed by a demon before. At this time, he could not hold on and fell in the desert.

Zhou Ling stepped forward to check Wu Xiu's breathing, and was so shocked that he sat down on the desert. A look of panic flashed in his bright black eyes: "It's not good, he... I'm afraid he won't survive."

"

Yu Taiqing stepped forward and checked Wu Xiu's pulse, and his expression suddenly became solemn: "Just now, his body was possessed by a big demon, and his body couldn't bear it. Now that the demon has invaded his body, it is no longer useful."

Hua Jiao was horrified.

Generally, possession by monsters will not cause much harm to people, at least it will not kill people. What kind of monster is it that can kill people after possessing it for a while?

There were twelve people in the group, and one person was missing.

Everyone's tired faces showed signs of weeping.

Yu Taiqing tucked up her sleeves and stood up, her face, which was already as pale as paper, even more bloodless.

Huajiao remembered that he was still suffering from a strange disease. If he continued like this, he might not be able to withstand it and everyone else would also be consumed to death.

She reached out and touched her bun, trying to pull off the Pipa hairpin on her head.

Originally, she didn't want to use the pipa to slay the demon in front of Yu Taiqing, because that day in Taolin, she had used the pipa to slay Yu Yuan. If he saw her, it would be tantamount to inviting trouble.

But now it seems that we have to hope that Qianjie can find the dream tapir.

However, touching the corner of the painting came up empty.

This time she went to Yaoliang Pavilion disguised as shopkeeper Liu, and deliberately did not wear the pipa jade hairpin in her bun.

When Qianjie was sleeping, it was difficult to wake up unless he played the pipa. Huajiao was about to recite the incantation to summon the pipa, but unexpectedly, Qianjie did not sleep deeply this time. He felt something and woke up on his own.

There was a flash of white light, and Qianjie the Eared Rat appeared in mid-air.

Everyone was startled by the sudden appearance of the eared rat, thinking it was another monster from the dream, and they were so frightened that they all ran away.

The eared rat Qianjie flapped his tail, hovered over everyone's heads, and finally landed on Huajiao's shoulder. He looked at everyone with big black eyes and snorted arrogantly.

He glanced at Huajiao's somewhat dirty clothes, covered his nose and moved away from his shoulders, and said in disgust: "You stink like hell."

Huajiao touched his ear and whispered: "Qianjie, take me to find the dream tapir."

Qianjie let out a lost "Ah", as if she hadn't heard anything, and looked at Yu Taiqing and said, "This... this beauty... who is this beauty?"

Yu Taiqing asked Huajiao: "Is this your weapon spirit? The demon-suppressing sword?"

Qianjie puffed up her mouth: "I just..."

Huajiao stretched out his hand and slapped Qianjie on the head, smiled and said, "Yes. I called him out to help me find the dream tapir."

Qianjie stretched out her claws to cover her head in dissatisfaction, and glared at Huajiao with a resentful look. He was obviously the weapon spirit of Pipa, so why did you say he was the one who owned the sword?

Yu Taiqing smiled and said: "That sword is really powerful. It actually cultivated the weapon spirit. What is your name?"

Qianjie immediately forgot about the pain, and suddenly flew to Yu Taiqing with her tail flashing: "My name is Qianjie, beautiful sister, your name is..."

Yu Taiqing's eyes suddenly turned cold.

Huajiao grabbed Qianjie's big tail, pulled him back head-down, and said with a smile: "Yu Dujian Mo doesn't have the same experience as him. His eyes are lame. In the eyes of a mouse, our faces are all the same, and we can't tell them apart."

Find out whether it’s a boy or a girl.”

Qianjie was so angry that the hair all over her body stood up. She flapped her little paws and shouted: "Who said that? I just accidentally shaped myself into a mouse shape. I am not a mouse with ears. Who said that I am lame and you are blind."

I am the best at distinguishing between beauty and ugliness.”

Huajiao threw Qianjie to the ground and said coldly: "Qianjie, do your business."

Qianjie was so angry that she spun around on the ground, and finally succumbed to Huajiao's lustful power. She reluctantly flicked her big fluffy tail a few times, and her body changed, suddenly becoming several times bigger.

Huajiao flew up, stood on the back of Ershu Qianjie, and flew upwards.

Everyone was stunned as they watched the eared rat flying higher and higher.

Lao Yang said in disbelief: "I have only seen people riding horses and donkeys in my life. I have heard of people riding birds and cranes. I never thought of people riding mice."

He patted Zhou Ling on the shoulder: "I think it's more absurd than riding a wild boar in your dream."

The corner of the painting overlooks the entire dreamland from top to bottom.

The desert looked endless, and the scorching sun seemed to be right above her head, making her dizzy. However, because of her wide field of vision, she finally saw some clues.

Not far away, there seemed to be a faint flash of light.

The corner of the painting drove the eared mouse to fly away. Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, sending dust all over the sky and hitting her face, forcing her to unable to open her eyes.

When she opened her eyes again and tried to find the light just now, something suddenly fell from the top of her head.

When she passed by her, she could see clearly from the corner of the painting that it was a corpse dripping with blood. When she saw the face of the corpse clearly, she felt her head buzzing and she was completely confused.

That's A Niang.

She dived down, trying to catch A Niang.

But more and more bloody corpses fell from the sky, including those of my grandfather, grandmother, aunt, and many members of the Jiang clan.

One by one, they fell from the air and fell on the sand, forming a mountain of corpses.

It was just like what she had seen in her dreams many times, but it was different from the dreams.
To be continued...