Chapter 253 Dream Talk
Speaking of this, Fang Geyu suddenly dodges his eyes, coughs slightly, and says: "But this young lady is not a weakling who gives in easily. She is unwilling to do anything, Jun Huang No matter how unreasonable the empress is, she will never have trouble with a child."
Seeing the difference in her expression, Bai Lian understood that something very embarrassing must have happened to Fang Geyu in those three months.
Without revealing it, he chuckled and said: "In this trip, safety comes first. I am the body of a corpse demon, and I have the talent of healing to protect my body, so there won't be any big problems. This thing is convenient. Ge Yu, please put it away, if you feel You have to take advantage of me. Just give me a great treasure in the future. Anyway, you have money.” It's a lady who will break at the touch of a touch.
But seeing how he was giving her a baby and still trying to find a way out of her to protect her pride, it was really speechless.
This inn in the border town of Xianling ushered in a brief farewell on the eve of the ghost war.
Bailian left the rabbit at the inn, although Ji Saner has now escaped a ghost disaster, and the apricot blossom mark on his wrist has been blurred.
But the blur is not completely gone. No one can guarantee that Yuukilang has completely given up on this goal.
After all, the rabbit is the Afu rabbit that came out of the forbidden area of Chaos Valley. With it around, the ghost ghost man must also be afraid.
Balian held an umbrella alone and came to Yun's house in the border town mentioned by Fang Geyu.
There is no need to prove your identity or purpose to the family.
Just by showing the blood-red three-petal apricot blossom mark on his wrist to the Yun family, the crying family was overjoyed and rushed to greet him as if he had found a savior.
"Xiao Xiang, you are really a timely blessing. You are the great savior of my Yun family. Our family has been suffering from bad luck for eight lifetimes. My son has encountered such a disaster. When the immortal in the city heard about ghosts, They don't want to care about the man's name, and they even put our family We are on guard like a god of plague, but you are the only one who is so kind-hearted and righteous that you are willing to save us from fire and water.”
The master of the Yun family is a wealthy middle-aged man, and his family is engaged in brocade business. He is extremely well-off and has many children.
The groom chosen by Yougui Lang is Yun Shulang, the eldest son of Yun.
As if he heard the news of Bai Lian coming, the eldest son of the Yun family, who was crying, fussing and hanging himself under a crooked neck tree in the front yard, quickly threw the hemp rope in his hand aside. , wiped a few tears and hurried over.
Bailian looked at the wet and disheveled young man in front of him, and almost knelt down to worship him.
He was whimpering and sobbing, and his words were even more confusing. He must have been frightened by the evil reputation of the ghost man.
Looking at his drenched appearance, he must have attempted suicide by throwing himself into a well and was rescued by his family. Then he started to commit suicide by hanging himself again.
Balian was not good at this kind of crying and fussing situations. He simply explained some matters for the next three days, and then, under the arrangement of the Yun family, he moved into a superior guest room in the inner courtyard.
The heavy snow in the city for several days finally stopped.
In the middle of the night, the moonlight was silent and silent, with only the faint sound of snow falling from the treetop branches occasionally heard.
The guest room where Bailian lives is a separate courtyard, although the people in the mansion are grateful and respectful to him.
But because of the ghost marriage mark on his body, these mortals are also vaguely afraid of him, so no one has disturbed him since he moved in.
He also enjoyed the peace and quiet.
Under the light, Bailian was applying new sword oil to the Qiu Shui Sword, carefully wiping it and maintaining it.
The sharp sword blade reflected his clear black and white eyes. After oiling the sword, the Qiushui Sword slowly turned over under his palm. The strong sword energy condensed into cold frost mist, and strands wrapped around the sword's edge.
The sword in his hand also became very light.
The Autumn Water Sword's attribute is water, and Balian also realized the power of controlling water through the wishing bead. Now holding the sword, the power is naturally not what it used to be.
So much so that the sword's own grade began to fail to keep up with his spiritual power.
Next, there will be a ghost battle.
This Autumn Water Sword will not be of much help to him. It seems that I need to find a more convenient weapon.
Bailian put the Qiu Shui Sword back into its sheath. The candle flame was blown by the cold wind and danced. As the collar fluttered, a very light lingering fragrance hit his face. And passed.
Balian frowned slowly and sniffed his collar carefully. The lingering fragrance was exactly the same as the cold fragrance that hit him last night.
Although it is very light, the fragrance still lingers after a whole day.
Without close contact, it would have been impossible to stay so long.
What frightened him even more was that this fragrance could calm his mind and let him sleep peacefully without any precautions.
What kind of fragrance can actually make the corpse demon fall asleep.
Last night, if someone really got very close to him, and he had no power to resist, killing him would be easy.
But he is so well, which proves that the man last night had no intention of harming him.
Bailian was puzzled.
Could it be that the man last night really came just for a wooden rabbit?
Bailian himself felt that his idea was a bit ridiculous.
But...
He had to admit that last night was the most peaceful and relaxing sleep he had ever had since he came out of the coffin.
Looking up at the moonlight and snowy scene, Balian closed the two windows. With the help of this lingering fragrance, he put on his clothes and lay down on the couch to sleep lightly.
The zombie demon sleeping is a very wonderful thing for Balian.
There is no need to remain absolutely awake at all times, just like a person who has been trekking for a long time, relieved of the fatigue and burden, and finally found a place of support and habitat, where he can lie down on the dry and soft ground. Among the straw, sleep peacefully.
After being in the coffin for hundreds of years, he has no memory. Just like an ordinary corpse, he is a dead person who will only be wrapped in cold death.
It wasn’t until the moment he closed his eyes that night that he realized that the corpse demon could also have dreams to pursue and memories to find.
It’s just these memories, like thin ice on the sea, carrying a heavy past.
Before he leaned over to take a look, he seemed to be hit hard by something.
Broken ice floes floated messily in the abyss of the sea, with fragmented lights everywhere. Countless big fish in the sea carried these broken lights, and together with him, they sank into the endless abyss. , can no longer be found.
In this vast and deep dreamland, a distant and familiar whisper suddenly sounded.
The voice was deep and vague, as if it was conveyed from the abyss of a hundred thousand feet deep, with some kind of summoning meaning.
As his consciousness sank deeper and deeper, this vague and distant voice gradually became clearer.
"The earth buries corpses, yellow sand dust ghosts guard corpses, red flame sand soup and blood turn into seas, when the drizzle washes the ruined monuments and ruined towers, the king's head is found and 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 Balian suddenly opened his eyes, the distant words in his dream were still ringing in his mind like ancient giant bells.
(End of this chapter)