In the famine year, the group pet cubs awakened to farm in Shanhaijing

Chapter 241 The Nightmare Tapir Clan

Cheng Miaomiao shuddered inexplicably.

Tang Wenjue's harsh words made her feel like she saw her father and mother talking harshly with her. She couldn't help but sighed pessimistically in her heart, and thought depressedly: Sure enough, parents all over the world are like this of.

After the restaurant issue is resolved, A Niang will send brother Ji Huai to the academy to study.

At that time, he was studying in class in the county, and she ran around alone to collect the demons, and no one carried her home when she was tired.

This is her nightmare.

When Cheng Miaomiao looked at Tang Xiaoxu again, the expression in her eyes changed to "the same person who has fallen in the end of the world", she quietly retracted her fingers on his wrist, put them into the wide cloak, and said, "Uncle Tang, don't worry, Xiao Xu My brother will wake up naturally when he should wake up."

Tang Wenjue was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and just about to speak, he heard someone behind him suddenly speak:

"My lord, if you have time, you can go offer a stick of incense to the mountain god."

He turned around, and saw Ji Huai raised his sleeve and took out a palm-sized delicate clay statue and handed it to him. Tang Wenjue recognized that it was a statue of a mountain god, and he looked at him in surprise.

How could someone carry the statue with him? ?

Ji Huai said lightly: "You should remember that today is the Mountain God Festival."

So it is not surprising that he has a mountain god statue on his body. Everyone who comes to Xiaohe Village to worship the mountain god will bring a mountain god statue with him when he leaves. In recent years, the village head Zhang Wei has deliberately regarded the sale of small statues as a collective income.

Otherwise, the golden body of the mountain god in the mountain temple cannot be built now.

Tang Wenjue had discussed this idea with them at the beginning.

Clay statues are the simplest, followed by wooden statues. These god statues may be inferior in quality, but the advantage is that they were consecrated in the mountain temple, and there is only one mountain temple in a hundred miles!

Since the news of the mountain god bestowing Jiahe on the mountain spread, many people come to Xiaohe Village every year to worship the mountain god.

It's still the same old saying, come and go, of course you have to bring a statue back.

After what he said, Tang Wenjue came back to his senses belatedly, his pupils widened slightly. Today is already a mountain god sacrifice. How could he live in such a muddle these days?
He took the statue with trembling hands, and did not leave the room, but went to the compartment opposite to the desk and couch.

Carefully placed the statue of the mountain god on the table, and ordered someone to fetch incense. With palms in each hand, I didn't know what to say in my heart, and then I opened my eyes and worshiped three times devoutly.

"...Xinnan is willing to do everything possible to reshape the golden body for you, and I only hope that you can keep my son safe and sound."

Cheng Miaomiao twisted her earlobe with her hand, her eyes moved slightly.

Lin Ziheng watched the whole process with him, full of confusion, and said in a low voice: "What kind of charades are you playing with Mr. Tang? What do you mean by sinking in a dream and refusing to wake up? It sounds weird."

This is inherently evil.

However, he was keenly aware that this meant that his vigilance had become stronger, Cheng Miaomiao patted him on the shoulder in relief, and said with innocent eyes: "I didn't play any charades, I just felt that it was getting dark and you should go home and sleep. "

"Ah I?"

Lin Ziheng pointed at himself and was stunned: "What about you?"

Cheng Miaomiao raised her eyebrows and looked at Ji Huai with a smile.

He raised his chin quite proudly, and said, "Naturally, it's helping people realize their wishes."

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It's getting late.

Lin Ziheng didn't want to go back no matter what he said, he insisted on staying to see who they were going to grant their wishes to, Cheng Miaomiao was so entangled by him that he had no choice but to add some drug to his meal and put him properly on the bed.

Before leaving, he specially added a body protection technique to him.

Zeng Ziji sat in the next room and watched carefully the pot of soup. When it boiled, he lifted the lid with a damp cloth to see if it was dry. Soup."

Dr. Zeng, who was taking a nap on the recliner, stretched the thin quilt, calmly said: "I can't wake up, I can't eat, what else can I do? Drink some tonic soup, at least I can still live."

"It's really strange that Master Tang hasn't woken up for so long."

"Judging from the pulse condition, he is just asleep. Then he will wake up when it is time to wake up, so there is no need to worry."

Suddenly, Doctor Zeng opened one eye and looked at his nephew.

The eyes were strange: "That girl Miaomiao is next door, don't you guys always like to stick together, why this time you didn't join in the fun with me, but stayed obediently by my side to cook medicine?"

"..." Zeng Ziji thought to himself, it's not to protect you.

He said vaguely: "Miaomiao and Brother Huai are here with Mrs. Tang, and it doesn't make sense for me to leave my uncle alone to accompany other people."

Doctor Zeng reluctantly believed his sweet words.

Speaking of this, Zeng Ziji remembered. He stopped fanning the wind, took out the short dagger in his sleeve and held it in his hand, and looked up at the dark sky. It's getting cold.

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Nature is not an illusion.

Cheng Miaomiao was standing outside the house door looking up at the dark cloud above her head. It was not accurate to say that it was a cloud. It should be said that it was a cloud of black mist that surrounded the entire Tang Mansion, and the black mist was constantly surging at this moment.

It's really weird.

This monster will come as soon as it comes, and there is such a big battle, she has never done this kind of battle before in the manifestation of the mountain god!

Cheng Miaomiao muttered dissatisfied in her heart, and turned to close the door.

Inside the house, Ji Huai had knocked Tang Wenjue unconscious and carried him onto the small couch. He was wiping his fingers with a handkerchief. When he heard the movement, he looked up and said softly, "It's coming?"

Cheng Miaomiao nodded, and then said puzzledly: "I don't know why the illustrated book didn't respond for a long time."

"In the past, as long as the monsters approached, they would appear in the illustration book in advance, but we have been in Tang Mansion for so long, it has not moved, and the monsters have appeared in front of us, and there is no movement. Is it broken?"

Ji Huai was a little surprised when he heard this.

He thought for a while, and comforted: "Maybe there are some conditions that are needed, and you can try it later to see what the conditions are."

Cheng Miaomiao nodded depressedly: "That's the only way to go."

Unless she was in Xiaohuai Mountain these years, she basically concealed the aura of the mountain god and walked in the world, otherwise it would not be so easy to attract these monsters to come to her door this time.

Yes, both she and Ji Huai felt that there were at least two monsters in this house.

One weaves sweet dreams for Tang Xiaoxu, and the other weaves nightmares for Tang Wenjue.

The division of labor is quite clear.

Cheng Miaomiao asked, "Brother, shall we separate this time or..."

"Separate first," Ji Huai put the wiped handkerchief on the table, "After I finish solving the monster that weaved the nightmare, I will take them to the child's dream and see what kind of dream it is. .”

Ji Huai's black eyes darkened slightly.

It can only be said that they came just in time. Even in ancient times, there were not many monsters who could weave dreams, and they were basically nightmares.

It can be used to help him restore his past memories.

(End of this chapter)