Day and night tour

Chapter 94 Come, pollute me!
To break a dream, you need to find the flaw!
The claw of the human turtle's right arm stabbed towards his face, not because Zhou Xuan's pollution was successful and caused him to commit suicide, but because he wanted to use his fourth incense stick method - the Eye of Breaking Delusion.

puff!
The claw was like a knife, piercing two inches from the eyelid. After making sure it was deep enough, Ren Ao twisted his wrist and the claw also twisted, actually gouging out his right eye.

He devoted some of his energy to preventing himself from being contaminated by Zhou Xuan, and concentrated the rest of his energy on his right eye which was supported by his left hand.

The tortoise shell between the eyebrows rotated rapidly, and the right eyeball first turned completely white, and then a blood spot appeared in the pupil of the eye.

Stimulated by the tortoise shell, the blood spot became a pen tip, writing on the white eyeball, drawing a blood-colored Taoist talisman.

As the last stroke was made, the eyeball seemed to come to life, floating in the air and transferring everything it saw into Ren'ao's eyes.

Ren Ao saw the entity of the dream——

——The dream was like a square, light blue empty room. Zhou Xuan stood straight with his eyes closed, muttering a declaration about death.

"What is the storyteller's trick? I have never seen it before! No, you can only use two incense sticks at most, or even less than two. There is no reason for you to use such a trick!"

With the blessing of the Eye of Delusion,
The degree to which Ren Ao was contaminated by Zhou Xuan was greatly reduced, and his sanity was also restored a lot.

He realized that Zhou Xuan was different, very different.

"A storyteller who only has a few candlesticks can actually use methods at a very high level of incense! My deduction is almost ineffective on you! There are many unexplainable problems in your body,

But there is no need to explain clearly.

You are a good sacrifice, a good food, and once I break your dream, I will eat you immediately. "

Ren Ao did not find any flaws in Zhou Xuan's dream, but since he had seen Zhou Xuan's location through the Eye of Delusion, it would be easy to deal with.

"kill!"

The right claw of the human turtle stabbed into Zhou Xuan's chest.

Zhou Xuan only felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then his whole body was lifted up, and the ground was getting farther and farther away from him.

He saw the blood spurting from his chest, splashing down and staining Ren Ao's forearm red.

but,

The dream did not dissipate.

"Death is not scary, it is your new life!"

"To embrace death is to embrace your faith!"

Zhou Xuan continued speaking. He felt that Ren Ao was still in his dream. Although the control of the dream over Ren Ao was already very weak, the other party just couldn't get out of this dream.

"I understand, I understand!"

Zhou Xuan suddenly realized that the dream of the "Lord of Dreams" would only have one flaw, even if he used it for only a stick of incense. That flaw was himself.

He himself died, and the dream was shattered.

As long as he himself is not dead, the dream will exist. Even though the dream can hardly exert much power due to the level of incense and the rapid decline of his vitality, it is still there... like a stubborn little flame in the wind.

"If I kill you, this dream will be shattered!"

Ren'ao retracted his right arm, stepped on Zhou Xuan's chest, and used his right arm to stab into Zhou Xuan's left chest again!

puff!
Blood gushed out, Zhou Xuan's vitality had been drained away, he tilted his head, still insisting on reciting the words of polluting human turtle... he was just insisting.

He closed his eyes weakly, and his consciousness drifted into the secret realm.

In the secret realm, the fight between Shenqi and the Blood Well seemed to have reached a subsidence period. The Blood Well began to sink underwater, and the boundless black water became much calmer, although the moon in the water was still a crimson moon.

The peaceful secret realm actually enhanced Zhou Xuan's strength. Zhou Xuan looked into the distance and saw a spot of light, which was the light of incense.

That was Zhou Xuan’s second incense stick!

"Two sticks of incense already? Is the promotion ceremony over?" Zhou Xuan looked towards the incense and saw another mask!
Mask of Nuo opera.

The pattern on the mask was none other than the ancestor of storytellers, Bifang, whom Yuan Buyu showed Zhou Xuan!
"Why is there a mask in my Divine Revelation Secret Realm?"

Zhou Xuan's mind was greatly agitated, and he woke up from the secret realm. He stared at Ren Ao with his eyes wide open. After making a gesture of putting on a mask, he disappeared into his dream again.

Ren Ao was surprised to see Zhou Xuan, who was about to die, suddenly come back to life. What was even more surprising was that he could no longer see the entity in the dream.

It's not that he couldn't see it, but the gap between Zhou Xuan's level of one incense stick and Ren Ao was too big, and when his eyes of seeing through delusion illuminated it, the true nature of the dream was revealed.

But now, Zhou Xuan burned two incense sticks.

As the gap in levels narrowed, using the Eye of Delusion to find dream entities suddenly became much more difficult.

"Find him. Find him out."

Ren'ao drove the Eye of Delusion to search for dream entities, but he himself had begun to be seriously polluted by the dream.

"Ren Ao, your time of death has come! Die."

"Be punished by the divine thunder and destroy your spirit."

Ren'ao raised his right arm and grabbed his chest hard, but missed the vital part.

"Let your body be pierced by thousands of swords and your body will be broken."

"Be killed by the fire from heaven, and your flesh will be burned."

Every time Zhou Xuan had a thought, Ren Ao would use his hands to destroy his body, but he never really killed him.

After all, there was a gap in the level of incense. Zhou Xuan's thoughts polluted Ren Ao to a limited extent, and it was difficult to drive the other party towards death.

It’s just that Ren Ao’s mental state has become very unstable.

When he was mutilating himself, the Eye of Delusion was still functioning, and it gradually found Zhou Xuan's trace. For a moment, the entity of the dream appeared in front of Ren Ao again.

Zhou Xuan sighed in his heart. After all, there was still a gap in the level of incense. He, who only had two incense sticks, was not able to kill the man Ao who had four incense sticks in his dream.

When the entity reappeared this time, Zhou Xuan felt that he was no longer able to fight. He had already overdrawn his last vitality.
"The difference in the level of incense is too great, but I managed to survive."

The human turtle locked Zhou Xuan's neck, lifted him up, and said proudly: "After fighting for so long, you still can't escape death."

Zhou Xuan raised his eyelids weakly, he noticed... noticed that there was a very serious wound on the forearm of the human turtle.

There was sticky blood on the wound, including his own blood and the blood of the White Walkers.

Blood gave Zhou Xuan new hope and plans.

He concentrated his energy, and another thought came to his mind - White Walker, come, pollute me with your blood!
Zhou Xuan was not dead, so the dream did not completely end. The blood on the human turtle's arm was very obedient. It used the arm as a bridge and crawled towards Zhou Xuan's neck.

“Heh,” Ren Ao sneered, “Have you become confused? Instead of using your dreams to pollute me, you use my blood to pollute you? Hehehe…”

Waves of even stranger whispers entered Ren'ao's mind, causing his triumphant laughter to come to an abrupt end!

Those who were controlled by Zhou Xuan to pollute his blood became the bridge of consciousness between Ren Ao and Zhou Xuan.

Pollution is mutual, it just depends on who is more insane and more sick!

How can a lunatic, psychopathic, and eight-year-old alien man Ao compare to the Blood Well Psychic? !

What's more, Zhou Xuan is even more powerful and crazier than the average Blood Well Psychic!

Tens of thousands of crazy thoughts flowed along the blood bridge and poured into Ren Ao's spiritual consciousness like a torrent.

Ren Ao wanted to wipe off the blood and cut off the blood bridge, but it was too late. He threw Zhou Xuan to the ground, covered his head, and howled in pain on the ground.
"Here you are, all of you are here, Lao Tian, ​​Lao Ma, Ji Wa, don't eat...you are all crying...there are souls! There are souls!"

"Youshensi, Youshen, don't come over here, don't come over here."

The Lord of Dreams did not make Ao commit suicide, but Zhou Xuan's blood and mental pollution really made him crazy.

The human turtle rolled on the ground, crawled into the bamboo forest, and crawled to the side of the chicken baby. When Zhou Xuan was fighting with the human turtle, the chicken baby, as an ordinary person, had already been frightened and trembled, hiding beside the bamboo and dared not come out.

At this moment, the mentally disturbed Ao mistook Ji Wa for Zhou Xuan and grabbed him: "Zhou Xuan, you were the one who reported the news to Youshensi, I know, I know everything! I asked you to report the news! I asked you to be a villain!"

He bit the chicken baby's body piece by piece, just like the chicken baby bit the "food" on the ground.

There were two holes the size of bowls on Zhou Xuan's chest, and his body was covered in blood. He was definitely not going to survive.

Now, Ren'ao has gone mad, and the maze diagram covering the bamboo forest has disappeared.

The barrier that blocked Zhou Xuan's perception from the outside world disappeared.

He smiled, and transformed his last bit of vitality into amazing perception, and then shouted loudly: "Sister, Master, in the back mountain, there are White Walkers!"

These eight words, through their powerful perception, reached the ears of Yuan Buyu and Zhou Lingyi from the Zhou family.

After exhausting his last bit of vitality, Zhou Xuan's body tilted and he fell to the ground, no longer showing any sign of life.

The place where he died was a bamboo forest, surrounded by pale bones, which was exactly the same as the scene of the destined death seen in the blood well!
……

"Sister, Master, in the back mountain, White Walkers!"

Eight words exploded in Zhou Lingyi's ears.

She suddenly stood up, put on her clothes, picked up the cowbell and lantern, and ran to the back mountain.

When I went out, I ran into Yuan Buyu.

The two of them didn't even say hello, they were only concerned about Zhou Xuan - those eight words were almost like a life-saving letter, if they were a little late, something serious would happen.

Enter the back alley, climb the mountain, enter the wasteland, enter the bamboo forest,
The cowbell can locate the exact location where Zhou Xuan made the sound. With it as a guide, Zhou Lingyi and Yuan Buyu found Zhou Xuan without much effort.

"Xuan boy?!"

Yuan Buyu rushed to Zhou Xuan and helped him up. After just one glance, his eyes turned red.

Zhou Xuan's body had cooled down, and the blood from the hole in his chest had begun to dry up.

My brother is dead! ?
Zhou Lingyi couldn't believe the scene in front of her for a long time. She had just put the storytelling gown on Zhou Xuan yesterday, and she had just chatted with Zhou Xuan about the past under the ancestral tree the day before yesterday. Today...

"Haha, Youshensi, I, the Buddha, have mastered the magic! I am not afraid of you anymore!"

"Kill, kill, kill them all!"

"Why did I hide for so many years? It turns out that I am invincible!"

The crazy voice of Ren Ao came from the bamboo forest.

Zhou Lingyi walked towards her step by step, with the red line in her hand.

"You killed my brother!"

The Other Shore Mantra,
Zhou Lingyi drew out thousands of red threads, each of which penetrated into the human turtle's body and then tightened.

There are so many red lines, like a horizontal, extremely thick pillar. The squeezing force generated by the rotation is enough to crush every inch of the human turtle's flesh and blood!
call!
A red lantern floated above the bamboo forest.

There are no eyes painted on this lantern. In the God Parade Department, the pattern on the lantern will be different for different positions of the gods.

The pattern of this lantern on the bamboo forest is a skull, representing the slaying of the wandering god Xiao.

"Zhou Lingyi, just vent your anger. The White Walkers must be brought back to the Wandering God Department alive. This is the rule."

(End of this chapter)