long night walk

Chapter 254 Dream Language
Speaking of this, Fang Geyu's eyes suddenly dodged, he coughed lightly, and said, "How can this young lady be a softhead who is easy to submit, she is unwilling to do so, no matter how unreasonable the Empress Jun Huang is, she will never be with a Children can't get through."

Seeing her look different, Bailian understood that something very embarrassing must have happened to Fang Geyu in those three months.

Without disclosing it, he laughed and said: "In this trip, safety comes first, I am a corpse demon, and I have the talent to heal and protect my body, so there is no major problem. You can put this thing away, Fang Geyu. If you feel that you have taken advantage of me, you can give me a wonderful treasure in the future, anyway, you have money."

Fang Ge tutted twice, it seems that in this guy's heart, she has really become a girl who will be broken at the touch of a touch.

But seeing this picture of him giving her a baby and trying to find her to go down the steps and maintain her proud appearance, it really makes people speechless.

This inn in the border town of Xianling ushered in a brief separation on the eve of the ghost war.

Bailian left the rabbit at the inn, although Ji San'er had avoided a ghostly disaster now, and the apricot flower mark on his wrist was blurred.

But the blurring does not disappear completely, and no one can guarantee that Youguilang has completely abandoned this goal.

After all, the rabbit is the Afu rabbit who came out of the forbidden area of ​​the chaos valley.

Bailian held an umbrella alone and came to the Yun family in Biancheng that Fang Geyu said.

There is no need to prove your identity and purpose to the family.

Just by showing the blood-red three-petal apricot flower print on his wrist to the Yun family, the crying family was overjoyed, and greeted them by sweeping the couch in case of a savior.

"Little Immortal, you are really timely, the great savior of my Yun family, our family has been plagued with blood mold for eight lifetimes, and it was this kind of disaster that caused my son-in-law to encounter this kind of disaster. I would like to take care of it and treat our family like a plague god, only you are kind-hearted and just, willing to save us from fire and water."

The Yun family master is a wealthy middle-aged man. His family is in the brocade business.

And the groom selected by Yougui Lang is Yun Shulang, the son of the father of Yun.

It seems that he heard the movement of Bailian coming, and the eldest son of the Yun family, who was crying, making trouble, and hanging himself under a tree with a crooked neck in the front yard, hurriedly threw the hemp rope in his hand to the side and wiped two tears. Came over in a hurry.

Seeing the drenched, disheveled young man in front of him, Bailian almost knelt down and bowed to him.

He was sobbing and sobbing in his mouth, unable to make a sound, and his speech was even more insane, thinking that he was frightened by the fierce name of the ghost man.

Judging from the drenched appearance, it should have been an attempt to throw into a well and rescued by his family.

Bailian is not good at this kind of crying and noisy occasions. He briefly explained some matters in the next three days, and under the arrangement of the master of the Yun family, he moved into the first-class guest room in the inner courtyard.

The snow in the city for several days finally stopped.

In the middle of the night, the moonlight was quiet and silent, except for the occasional sound of the snow falling from the treetops and branches.

The guest room where Bailian lives is a separate courtyard, although the people in the Fuzhong are grateful and respectful to him in every possible way.

But because of the ghost marriage imprint on his body, these mortals are also secretive and fearful of him, so no one has disturbed him since he moved in.

He was also happy to be quiet.

Under the lights, Bailian is applying new sword oil to the Qiushui sword, carefully wiping and maintaining it.

The sharp blade of the sword reflected his black and white eyes. After applying the sword oil, the Qiushui Sword slowly turned over under his palm, and the icy frost mist condensed from the strong sword energy, wisps entwining the sword's edge.

The sword in his hand also became very light.

The attribute of Qiushui Sword is water, and Baili'an also realized the power to control water through the wish bead.

So much so that the level of the sword itself began to gradually fail to keep up with his spiritual power.

Next, there will be a ghost battle.

This Qiushui sword would not be of much help to him.

It seems that I need to find a more handy weapon.

Bailian put the Qiushui sword into the sheath, the candle flame swayed and danced by the cold wind, and a very faint fragrance swept across his face as the neckline fluttered.

Bailian frowned slowly and sniffed at his collar. The lingering fragrance was exactly the same as the cold fragrance that struck last night.

Although it is very light, there is still a lingering fragrance left after a whole day has passed.

If it were not for close contact, it would not be possible to stay for so long.

What made him secretly startled was that this incense could actually make him calm down and fall asleep unprepared.

What incense can actually make the corpse go to sleep.

Last night, if someone was really close to him, he would have no resistance, and killing him would be as easy as the palm of his hand.

But he was safe so far, which proved that the person last night had no intention of harming him.

Bailian was puzzled.

Could it be that last night that person really only came for a woodcarving rabbit.

Bailian himself felt that this idea was a bit ridiculous.

but……

He had to admit that since his death from the coffin, last night was the most peaceful and relaxing time for him to sleep.

Looking up at the moonlit snowscape, Bailian closed the two windows, and with the help of the lingering fragrance, he folded his clothes and slept lightly on the couch.

For the corpse demon to fall asleep, it is a very wonderful thing for Bailian.

You don't have to stay absolutely awake all the time, just like a person who has been traveling for a long time, unloading his tiredness and burden, and finally finding a place to support and perch, he can fall into the dry and soft straw, and feel safe. sleep.

For a hundred years in the coffin, he did not have a trace of memory, just like an ordinary corpse, a dead person, only wrapped in cold death.

It wasn't until the moment he closed his eyes that night that he knew that the corpse demon could also have dreams to chase and memories to find.

It's just that these memories, like the thin ice on the sea, carry a heavy past.

Before he could lean over to look at it, he seemed to be smashed by something.

The broken ice floes floated messily in the abyss, and the broken lights were all over the eyes. The countless big fish in the sea carried these broken lights. Together with him, they sank into the endless abyss and searched again. Must not.

In this vast and deep dreamland, a distant and familiar whisper suddenly sounded.

The voice was humming and vague, as if it was conveyed from the abyss of the [-]-foot deep sea, with some kind of summoning.

As his consciousness became deeper and deeper, the vague and distant voice gradually became clearer.

"The earth buried the corpse, the yellow sand and dust ghosts guarded the corpse, the red flame sand soup became a sea of ​​blood, when the drizzle washed the ruined monument and the abandoned tower, the head of the king was returned..."

The sound went from shallow to deep, like a red-hot carving knife, engraved on his soul thousands of times, constantly replaying in his heart, and the sound became louder and louder.

Until Bailian suddenly opened his eyes, the words in the distant dream were still roaring in his mind like ancient giant bells.

(End of this chapter)