Chapter 145

Going up along the blue stone steps, halfway up the mountain, I finally saw the place where the noble ladies who came and went gathered.

It is a half-open platform grassland facing the cliff. There is no shade around it to block the sun. There is only an ancient locust tree in the middle, which is as thick as three people hugging. Hanging, the air is filled with the scent of acacia honey.

The girls in light gauze skirts took out the red thread wooden plaques they carried with them, and threw them at the branches and leaves of the locust tree with all their strength. The wooden sign with small characters hangs down, swaying slightly with the falling pagoda tree leaves.

The faces of the girls who successfully threw the wooden cards were obviously happy, as if their wishes had been fulfilled.

Looking up at the dense branches and leaves of the locust tree, wooden signs like this are almost densely packed around the locust tree.

Xie Changyun looked at the ancient locust tree, his eyes were slightly cold: “The ancient locust tree, which has a thousand years of cultivation, does not go on the right path, but goes on the wrong path, wasting so much power of prayer.”

“So, it’s the one that made the young masters of the Fang family and the people in the city fall into a deep sleep?” Jing Zhao still didn’t smell the evil spirit, but Xie Changyun rarely made mistakes in his judgment. If he said that the locust tree was a demon, then it must be demon. “What should we do now?”

“Yeah, Fang Dingshan and the young master of the Zhao family should have thrown wooden tokens on this tree. If there is a wish in the heart, it will be connected. The person who threw the wooden token on the tree.” If you said that you didn’t understand why Mr. Fang’s evil spirit came from within at first, but now seeing this thousand-year-old locust tree, Xie Changyun only thought about it for a while, then Figured out the key to the “sleeping plague” of Xiling City.

Jing Zhao: “So as long as you find their wooden sign and take it down, you’ll be fine?”

Xie Changyun shook his head: “The wooden sign is a bridge as well as a door. Fang Dingshan can say that taking off the wooden sign will not do him any harm, but other people can’t. If they take off the wooden sign, they may never wake up again.” But come.”

So the most important thing now is to find out what happened to these sleeping people, and what is the real purpose of this locust tree demon.

At this time, the people who had prayed for throwing the wooden cards gradually left here, and soon only Xie Changyun and Jing Zhao were left around the locust tree.

Xie Changyun pulled out the cartilage umbrella from behind, the ribs of the umbrella were stretched, and it spun and floated into the air, casting a golden light around it.

Jing Zhao’s gaze stayed on the cartilage umbrella. Cartilage is good at distinguishing evil spirits and enchantments, but the seal on it has become weaker and weaker. When the seal is completely broken, this umbrella will also be gone. exist.

But in an instant, Xie Changyun found the flaw of this ancient locust tree, and looked down at the person beside him, just about to say something, Jing Zhao took his hand actively.

“Don’t leave me here alone, Taoist priest, I’m afraid.” He said and pretended to be buried in the person’s arms, shaking his shoulders as if trembling.

Xie Changyun: “…”

“There may be danger inside.” Xie Changyun put his big palm on her arm, trying to pull her off him.

Jing Zhao tightly hugged his waist, and buried his face in his chest: “Where the Tao exists, there is no danger.”

Xie Changyun lowered his eyes, his expression was a little complicated. Ever since she knew that she would survive the thunder disaster three years ago, she has become very clingy. No matter what she does, she always wants to be with him, and she can’t drive him away, and can’t let him go.

He knew what she was worried about, but he had no way to comfort her, so he could only compromise.

“Okay, let’s go in together.”

Hearing these words, Jing Zhao was no longer afraid, and immediately raised his head and looked at Xie Changyun with a smile on his face.

Xie Changyun looked helpless, and after holding her hand, the two of them stepped into the place pointed by the three cartilages.

Suddenly there was a burst of water-like fluctuations around the locust tree, and it quickly disappeared into the invisible. The air was extremely quiet, only occasionally a few birdsong came from the forest.

For Jing Zhao, it was a matter of opening and closing his eyes, the surrounding seemed to be dark for a moment, and then suddenly brightened, with slightly noisy human voices pouring into his ears, and the scene in front of his eyes was a very bustling market.

street market? She was clearly at the ancient locust tree on Dongshan Mountain just now.

Jing Zhao turned his head and looked around, surrounded by some young men and women, shoulder to shoulder and holding hands, picking things from the street stalls, looking like a sweet and loving couple.

Hey, where is Xie Changyun? When he came in, he clearly held his hand.

Jing Zhao looked around and realized that Xie Changyun was not by her side. She didn’t panic, and walked straight along the bustling street, feeling that this street seemed familiar.

Seeing the men and women who were picking out the sachets on the left, Jing Zhao leaned over and asked, “Do you guys know where this is?”

Jing Zhao’s voice was inserted abruptly, but what was strange was that the other party didn’t seem to hear her voice at all, and passed her directly after putting down the sachet on the stall.

Jing Zhao frowned, and didn’t rush to bother her. Everything here is weird, and it’s inappropriate to make too much noise before she understands the situation.

After walking for a while, Jing Zhao found that the streets were not all young men and women, there were also some middle-aged women and men, but without exception, they were all in pairs.

In particular, Jing Zhao also saw a familiar person, not acquaintance, the young son of the Zhao Mansion who had visited the Zhao Mansion with Xie Changyun before, Zhao Lingyun.

The dress of the other party is exactly the same as when I saw it in the Zhao Mansion, except that the “Mr. Zhao” in front of me is white and thin-skinned, full of peach blossoms, and full of energy, and the one in the Zhao Mansion is asleep. His whole body is emaciated, and his face is sallow as if he has been sucked dry. The energetic Mr. Zhao is completely different.

And like everyone else on the street, he is holding a girl who looks like a fairy in his arms, and he is teasing with others in a warm voice.

Jing Zhao stood where he was, allowing Mr. Zhao to walk past her.

She turned around to look at the back of the person leaving. Just as she was about to continue to follow, a figure in white clothes and white hair appeared in front of her. It wasn’t Xie Changyun.

Jing Zhao bent his eyes, trotted over, raised his head and looked at the person in front of him, “Master Dao, I didn’t see you when I came in, so I thought you were gone.”

Xie Changyun reached out to touch her face, and held up a bunch of bright red candied haws with the other hand, and said softly, “I’m going to buy this, I think you should like it.”

“Candied haws?” Seeing the candied haws, a look of surprise flashed in Jing Zhao’s eyes, and he reached out to take it.

Seeing that she had picked it up, Xie Changyun naturally put his arms around her waist, lowered his head and said, “There are still many things on this street. Shall I take you shopping?”

Jing Zhao frowned, looked up at Xie Changyun in front of him, feeling strange in his heart.

Without waiting for deep thought, a powerful call came from behind.

“Zhao Zhao, come here.”

It was the Taoist priest’s voice, Jing Zhao broke away from the hand of “Xie Changyun” in front of him, turned around and saw another Taoist priest appeared behind him, but she didn’t step forward immediately, but stood there hesitantly.

“Xie Changyun” in front of him saw that she broke away from him, and his expression became a little sad, “What’s the matter? Zhao Zhao? Don’t you like me?”

Xie Changyun on the opposite side looked at them and frowned, and said in a deep voice, “This is an illusion created by a dream, don’t be affected.”

That’s right, it’s fake. Although they look exactly the same, they feel awkward everywhere.

Jing Zhao’s eyes brightened slightly, and he walked towards Xie Changyun who was facing him with strides. Almost as soon as she walked away, Xie Changyun behind him, together with the candied haws in her hand, turned into a cloud of smoky dust and disappeared with the wind. .

Xie Changyun also stepped forward, and the person in front of him threw himself into his arms and hugged him. Xie Changyun held her waist, pursed his lips, “I thought you wouldn’t recognize her.”

When Xie Changyun came in, he found that he was alone, so he knew that this illusion was weird. He was the same as what happened to Jing Zhao. After walking in the market for a long time, the figure of “Jing Zhao” appeared, and the other party ran towards him with joy, Xie Changyun Thinking that she was frightened, she wanted to open her arms to accept it, but when the other party approached, she felt something was wrong.

Maybe Jing Zhao couldn’t smell it herself, but there was a very elegant fragrance on her body in the form of a demon. Xie Changyun didn’t like the smell, but he liked this strange fragrance quite a lot.

Especially at night when double cultivation, the fragrance is so strong that it almost fills the whole room, even Xie Changyun’s body is contaminated a lot.

The person in front of him didn’t have the familiar scent, and even had the sweetness of rotten Sophora japonica flowers. Xie Changyun’s expression turned cold in an instant, and the figure turned into a cloud of wind and dissipated before he had a chance to approach him.

Afterwards, Xie Changyun saw Jing Zhao again, but there was another “he” standing beside her, and immediately understood that this Jing Zhao should be real, but seeing her so close to the other “he”, Xie Changyun was a little annoyed and stood up. After waiting in place for a while, I originally wanted to wait for her to react, but seeing another “self” make a move on her, she still couldn’t help calling for someone.

When Daoist Xie was angry, his voice was the same as usual, it was clear and cold, making it difficult to distinguish his true emotions, but Jing Zhao knew that he was taking it easy.

Leaving his embrace, Wei Wei raised her head and said, “Before you called me, I knew he was fake.”

Xie Changyun stared at her face with downcast eyes, his eyes were quite cold, “Then you still let him touch you.”

“Don’t you want to taste candied haws…” Jing Zhao’s voice was a little weak, probably out of guilty conscience.

Xie Changyun was quite speechless. After a while, he still felt that the business was important, so he didn’t continue to argue with her, and instead said: “This should be the dream city created by the locust tree demon.”

“Dream City?”

“Well, it is made up of countless dreams. The dreams are basically the same but do not intersect with each other. If I guess correctly, these people who fell into the dream should have prayed to the locust tree demon for some kind of wish. The locust tree demon can’t do it in reality The world fulfills them for them, and fulfills their wishes by letting them fall into a dream, so as to obtain spiritual power.” Xie Changyun only took a walk in the market, and he has a general idea of ​​the situation here.

“No wonder they didn’t respond when I talked to them just now.” Jing Zhao suddenly realized when he heard it, “They couldn’t hear us, so how should we wake them up?”

Xie Changyun pondered for a moment, and soon made a decision, “I have a way to make them wake up by themselves.” Saying that, Xie Changyun turned to look at Jing Zhao, and said in a low voice, “Zhao Zhao, I need to trouble you to run for me.”

Jing Zhao soon knew what Xie Changyun’s plan was, and the two quickly split up. Xie Changyun stayed in the dream to find the locust tree demon’s hiding place, and Jing Zhao returned to the city to inform those whose families were suffering from the “sleeping” disease.

Every family member is required to take out the personal belongings of parents, wives and children or relatives who are very familiar with the sleeping person, wrap them with red silk thread and throw them on the pagoda tree.

Because the “people” in the dream are all celibate, there is nothing but the dummy that the locust tree demon transformed according to their fantasy, so to wake them up unscathed, the only way to make them realize that they are in an illusory It is possible to wake up from the dream.

Xie Changyun and Jing Zhao had visited several houses before, and with the help of the prestigious Zhao family and Fang family in the city, most of the families with sick people believed Jing Zhao’s words, and those who didn’t believe them would treat them as living doctors. One after another, they brought silk threads and items and went to Dongshan.

Not long after everyone’s belongings were hung on the locust tree, after returning home, some people who fell into a deep sleep woke up from their dreams, and the moment they saw their relatives, they all burst into tears.

There are also a small number of people who are still indulging in dreams. Most of them are dissatisfied with real life, so even if they know that they are in a dream, they refuse to wake up from the dream.

At this time, Xie Changyun also found the hiding place of the thousand-year-old locust demon. In reality, the ancient locust tree on Dongshan Mountain is its body, and in dream, the ancient locust tree on Dongshan Mountain is its origin.

Different from the Dapeng demon back then, although the Guhuai demon also has a thousand years of cultivation, but the vegetation is weak, and it is not Xie Changyun’s opponent at all, let alone Jing Zhao who returned in time to help.

This locust tree demon is male and female, and looks indistinguishable from male to female. When she saw Jing Zhao, she was a little surprised, thinking that she was a flower demon who accidentally broke into Dream City, and said a lot of things to ask her to help him, but found that Jing Zhao and Xie Changyun It turned out to be a group, and the pagoda flowers on the top of their heads rustled in anger.

When he wanted to directly destroy Mengcheng and bury everyone with him, he was directly pierced by Xie Changyun’s cartilage umbrella, and his body and spirit were scattered.

At the moment when the origin of the locust tree demon dissipated, the ancient locust tree on Dongshan also withered to death in the blink of an eye, and the red silk thread wooden plaques that were originally wrapped around it became extremely conspicuous.

The illusion dissipated, leaving only Luohong in ruins.

The “sleeping plague” in Xiling City came to an end. Some families were happy and some were sad. People who had died in reality had already died at the moment when Dream City was destroyed.

Those who wake up from their dreams just need to take good care of their bodies later will not be in serious trouble, while those who are addicted to dreams and are forced to wake up after the dream city is shattered are more or less suffering from chronic diseases , difficult to heal.

The young master of the Fang family finally slept peacefully because of the spell drawn by Xie Changyun, and the young master of the Zhao family gradually recovered. Both families were very grateful to Xie Changyun, and wanted to hold a banquet to entertain them, but Xie Changyun refused, just like when he came here. He left Fangfu.

It’s not that Xie Changyun doesn’t need money, it’s just that it’s enough in his eyes.

He has been running Tianxue Temple for three years, not to mention being rich, but he is not short of money. He and Jing Zhao don’t spend much money either. Every time they go down the mountain, they only spend money to buy things when there is something missing in the temple.

Because Jing Zhao likes to eat all kinds of melons and fruits, Guanli used to spend the most money on all kinds of melons, fruits and vegetable seedlings, but now there is not much shortage.

In Jing Zhao’s eyes, Daoist Xie is a good farmer, and he manages the vegetable fields in Taoist temples in a tight and orderly manner. With Jing Zhao, a natural plant spirit, no matter what the crop is, any crop that gets touched by her finger With such a little spiritual energy leaking out of the cracks, it grows very well.

The Taoist temple now seems to be thriving and self-sufficient.

So when they left Fangfu, Jing Zhao thought they were going back to the mountain directly, but Xie Changyun took her to the lively market to buy some sugar.

Jing Zhao asked him why he bought candy, and Xie Changyun turned slightly, with a clear smile on his lips, “The hawthorns in Guanhou Mountain are almost ripe, and can be used to make candied haws.”

Jing Zhao blinked, turned his head away, and whispered, “I ate that hawthorn last year, and it was sour.”

Xie Changyun was startled, stopped and looked at her, “Isn’t it okay to add sugar?”

Jing Zhao pursed his lips, showing a little smile, “It’s not impossible.”

The candied haws made by Taoist himself must be very sweet.

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