Chapter 119 Ghost Cultivator, Spring Dream and Nightmare


Chapter 119 Ghost Cultivator, Spring Dream and Nightmare

This is a nuclear bomb with a yield of 100,000 tons.

If it falls in Jade Belt City, there will undoubtedly be only one result...

The monks under the pill formation may not even have time to react.

Even monks in the Dan-formation stage will die within the killing radius.

When the nuclear bomb detonates, the siege formation has no meaning at all.

Wang Lishan's idea is very simple, since the demonic siege is for blood sacrifice.

Then just kill all the mortals and monks in the city before then... What kind of blood sacrifice will be used then?

As for the so-called millions of lives in Jade Belt City, how can it be compared to Lin Chen in the world of Gaowu?

Looking at the special weapon in front of him, Lin Chen fell silent.

He really didn't want to use this thing unless it was absolutely necessary.

Not to mention that every citizen in Yudai City is a living life to him.

Just the karma generated after the massacre of the city is something Lin Chen can't bear...

"Alas, it seems that the purpose of this earth drill... is not only to dig out the city passage. It’s so simple!”

Lin Chen thought silently.

......

Jade belt city, inn.

The countdown is reset and Lin Chen returns to the world of immortality.

At this time, the sky was getting brighter, and Lin Chen had no intention of going out, but stayed in the room to practice.

It was not until the afternoon that he left the inn and walked towards a brothel in the center of the city.

Don't get me wrong, Lin Chen went to the brothel to do business!

"Based on the current situation, this siege is inseparable from the three strange things in the city..."

"Then, let's investigate the strange skinning thing first..."

Lin Chen walked into this brothel called Tianmufang.

According to his intelligence, the first victim of the skinning incident was Mr. Zheng, the lover of the famous brothel prostitute Nan Lingling.

Walking on the street, there are very few pedestrians.

Now in this Jade Belt City, every monk is in danger, let alone the mortals.

Through the deserted streets, Lin Chen walked into Tianmufang.

Compared to the coldness of the city, the business in this brothel market is actually good.

Lin Chen was slightly surprised and looked towards the lobby on the first floor.

Many young and beautiful women played the piano and danced.

On more than a dozen tables, there were dozens of richly dressed men, drinking, having fun, and living in a state of intoxication...

It makes sense if you think about it.

Nowadays, the people and ghosts in Yudai City are restless. At this moment, it is better to be uneasy and worried.

There will always be some people who want to have fun and enjoy themselves before they die.

"Hey, this young man... take your seat!"

A few women with heavy makeup gathered around and walked towards Lin Chen to a table in the corner.

Lin Chen did not refuse. He sat down An Xin on the wooden table, took out two spirit stones and slapped them on the table.

"Send some good wine and good food." Lin Chen said calmly.

When they saw the spirit stone, the women who welcomed the guests knew Lin Chen's identity.

But they didn't refuse. Although there were few monks in the city, they occasionally came to the brothel to spend money.

Not many people paid the spirit stones directly. It was obvious that Lin Chen was a big fat sheep to them.

"Xiao Cui, tell the chef to cook some more good dishes, and then bring in the jar of sixty-year-old good wine..."

The old bustard in the building gave the order, and then sat down He walked to Lin Chen's side and said with a flirtatious look:

"Which girl in my building would you like to be accompanied by the Supreme Immortal? Ruyan or Qingqing..."

Lin Chen shook his head and said:

"I'll eat first..."

As he said that, Lin Chen stopped responding and looked around.

Seeing that Lin Chen remained silent, the old bustard was afraid of making him unhappy, so he hurriedly left.

Lin Chen's heart moved, and his consciousness spread out like a tide, covering the entire Tianmufang in the blink of an eye.

In the lobby on the first floor, besides Lin Chen, there were several monks who were new to Qi refining, drinking and having fun.

Enjoying the service of the beautiful maid beside me.

Monks are also human beings, and Qi-refining monks are far from the state of abstaining from human desires and observing the Tao.

In fact, most monks only want to become a master and live a better life.

Most of the people in the hall are children from rich families.

In addition to drinking and having fun, they also get together to chat and gossip.

When it comes to the recent events in the city, it is naturally those strange things.

No, many people in the brothel are talking about it.

With the release of his spiritual consciousness, Lin Chen's five senses were particularly sharp.

Hear clearly the chat content of dozens of people.

"Brother Liu, have you heard? Another person died last night... skinned to death! Four Qi Refining monks!"

"Tsk, tsk, there are so many evil spirits recently! You must not go out after dark... Especially the south side of the city..."
"Yes! And my neighbor...I heard that I received a dream from my ancestors and wanted to go to the grave outside the city!"

"..."

Lin Chen learned from the gossip chat Got the message I wanted.

"South of the city...it seems that skinning incidents are particularly high?"

Lin Chen thought silently.

He listened for a while and got the information he wanted.

“Tsk, tsk, this skinning incident was originally related to this brothel!” said a young man in Chinese clothes.

"Oh? How do you say this?" The person asking the question seemed to be a businessman from other places.

"There is a famous Liannan Lingling in this brothel. The first one to be skinned was his sweetheart, Mr. Zheng!"

The handsome man took a sip of wine and said with the strength of the wine:

“That happened three years ago! At that time, Nan Lingling was a famous woman in Yan Lai!”

“That day That night, I heard that the young master of the Zheng family spent a lot of money to marry her... but Nan Lingling did not sell herself as an artist. "

"In the end, the young master of the Zheng family got drunk and returned home angrily... But. On the second day, he was found in a skin bag at the door of Zheng’s house. His flesh and bones were missing, and blood was flowing all over the floor..."

"Tsk, tsk, since then, the Zheng family has invited many immortals to investigate, but no results have been found... In the end, the family moved away from Yudai City..."

What Mr. Huafu said is true. , the businessmen on the side were even more frightened after hearing this.

Lin Chen sat in the corner, eating food and listening to the news.

Soon, it got dark.

The guests in the hall left one after another to go home, and in the blink of an eye there were only less than a dozen people left.

Lin Chen still sat where he was and did not get up.

At this time, a woman with heavy makeup came forward and asked:

"Shangxian, are you spending the night in the workshop...or going home? It's getting late..."
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This woman looks a little anxious.

Ever since the strange incident happened, even places like brothels have not been able to keep overnight guests.

After all, if a customer drinks too much and wants to go home in the middle of the night, and ends up dying tragically on the way... it will bring bad reputation to the brothel.

Lin Chen shook his head and said: "Don't worry, I know what I know..."

The woman opened her mouth to speak, but still didn't say it.

After a while, several brothel guards closed the door of Tianmufang.

According to the rules, after closing the door, guests will no longer be picked up, and guests in the building will not be allowed to leave.

Lin Chen saw that it was almost time, so he stood up.

Seeing this, the old bustard hurriedly came forward and said flatteringly: "Chief Immortal, which girl upstairs do you like? I will let her tonight..."

Lin Chen nodded He nodded and said:
“I just heard them say that Nan Lingling is very beautiful. I wonder if I can kiss her?”

After hearing this, the old madam’s face changed slightly and she stammered:
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"Chief Immortal, how about you change to a girl? I'll let the popular girl in the building, Ruyan, accompany you!"

After hearing this, Lin Chen raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile:

"Oh ? But Nan Lingling is not free tonight? Do you want to entertain other guests? "

"That's not true..." The madam shook her head.

"Since you are free, why can't you accompany me? But you look down on me?" Lin Chen raised his brows, pretending to be angry.

The old bustard panicked when he saw this and quickly told the whole story.

It turns out that Nan Lingling's reputation has plummeted since the death of the Zheng family master.

It is no longer the title of No. 1 in Yanlai three years ago...

Nowadays, it rarely receives guests, and most of the time it is composed and sung in the backyard.

Occasionally, there are two visitors from out of town who want to have a good look, but every time they leave, they become seriously ill and haunted by nightmares.

Although it does not cause death, it is a lot of bad luck.

As time went by, Nan Lingling had no customers, and was in a very bad situation. She was even secretly called a witch...

After hearing what the madam said, Lin Chen became even more curious.

So he took out three more spirit stones and slapped them on the table, humming:

"But you look down on me? I have never known anything to be afraid of since I started practicing Taoism!"
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The madam hesitated for a while after hearing this.

On the one hand, she looked at the three spirit stones with envy, but on the other hand, she was afraid of making Lin Chen unhappy.

Thinking about it, she still said:

"If that's the case, then the immortal, please follow me..."

...

Lin Chen followed the old bustard to a small courtyard behind Tianmufang.

There are two sweet-scented osmanthus trees planted in the yard, and there is only one wing.

Looks a bit shabby, but very neat.

When Lin Chen came to the door, the old bustard didn't want to go in anymore, and only said:

"Lingling is in the wing, the immortal can go alone..."

She ordered two maids to bring wine and food and put them into the courtyard.

The maid hurriedly left after finishing her work...

In this cold little courtyard, even the maids in the shop did not dare to stay for a long time. "It seems like he was being ignored at the door..."

Lin Chen smiled, took a pot of wine, and knocked on the courtyard door.

Not long after, a woman wearing green clothes and light makeup opened the door.

This woman looks to be in her mid-twenties, with delicate features and unusually fair skin.

Especially those charming eyes, which seem to be able to attract people's attention...

"You are worthy of the woman who deserves your name, she is so beautiful!"

Lin Chen A compliment.

After hearing this, Nan Lingling showed a hint of shyness, opened the door and said:

"No one has been in the courtyard for a long time... Young Master, please come in!"

Lin Chen entered the room carrying a wine bottle. .

The facilities in this room are old and it can be seen that they have not been replaced for some years.

But there is a lot of rouge and gouache, and Nan Lingling seems to love beauty very much.

Even if there are few guests here, she will dress up every day...

Perhaps, this is her only pleasure in this cold little courtyard.

Lin Chen looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Nan Lingling.

“I’ve heard Miss Nan’s name for a long time, and today I finally have a beautiful face!”

“It’s just a matter of the past... What song do you want to listen to, young master?”

Nan Lingling's eyes seemed a little lonely and she asked in a low voice.

“You’re not in a hurry to sing, why not drink two glasses of wine together first?”

Lin Chen shook the aged wine in his hand.

So the two drank some wine in the house.

Nan Lingling was so drunk that she became drunk after a few drinks.

So he stood up and bowed, walked to the piano and started playing the piano.

After playing with it for a few times, melodious music came, sometimes cheerful, sometimes lonely...

Lin Chen listened with interest, but in fact he was observing the Southern Ping Ling.

"There is no slight fluctuation in her cultivation... This woman is indeed a mortal..."

Lin Chen thought silently.

Even with his cultivation at the ninth level of foundation building, his cultivation level cannot be seen.

There is a high probability that Nan Lingling is a mortal... Of course, the possibility of being an old monster with an elixir cannot be ruled out.

But who would normally live in seclusion in a brothel?

"However, Nan Lingling's body seems a little weak... Is it because she stays in the yard all year round?"

Lin Chen discovered some clues after exploring with his spiritual consciousness.

Humans have three souls and seven souls, and the three souls are Fei Guang, Shuang Ling, and You Jing.

The seven souls are corpse dog, Fuyao, bird yin, swallowing thieves, non-poison, removing filth, smelly lungs...

They correspond to different functions of human beings.

Lin Chen learned the art of reading Qi. Although he is not proficient in it, he can still see the Qi of mortals.

But at the moment, in his perception, there is something abnormal about Nan Lingling's "corpse dog" soul.

The so-called corpse dog soul is a kind of early warning ability for mortals.

Especially when a person is sleeping, if there is danger, the zombie spirit will become abnormal.

The specific manifestation is that if you mess with dirty things... you will have nightmares!

But Lin Chen saw that Nan Lingling’s body was clearly over-exhausted.

It seems to be in a state of early warning all year round.

"There is indeed something abnormal about Nan Lingling..."

Lin Chen thought silently in his heart, but did not say it directly.

After three drinks, Nan Lingling played a few songs and danced two more times.

Lin Chen put his palms together and praised:

“Miss Lingling’s singing and figure are the best in this Jade Belt City!”

"I haven't heard the few pieces just now. Could it be that the girl has done it recently?"

"With such talent, the entrance hall is deserted. It's really strange..."

After hearing this, Nan Lingling Her delicate body trembled, and she forced a smile.

“It’s just a song I did when I had nothing to do...”

“Young master must have heard what happened to me... How many people would dare to come to such a thing? Do you want to listen to me singing dance music?”

After a pause, she said curiously:

“Aren’t you afraid of getting into trouble when you go back?”

Lin Chen shook his head, patted his chest and said with a smile:
< br>"I'm young and full of energy, so ghosts don't dare to pester me!"

Nan Lingling was stunned after hearing this, then noticed Lin Chen's strong figure, and her pretty face turned red.

"Although you are young and full of energy, being wronged by ghosts is not good for your health... Young master, you should go back early after dawn!"

Nan Lingling whispered, as if she was afraid of injuring Lin Chen.

Lin Chen smiled after hearing this and joked:

“Other girls are eager for the guests to stay longer and earn more money...how come Miss Lingling chases me away instead? ?”

Nan Lingling shook her head and played two more songs.

After the two chatted for a while, Lin Chen looked at Nan Lingling and said:

“Miss Lingling, have you always had bad sleep and are prone to nightmares at night?”

After hearing Lin Chen's words, she was stunned for a moment, then blurted out: "How do you know, Master?"

Nan Lingling obviously did not know Lin Chen's status as a monk.

So Lin Chen said perfunctorily:

"The ancestral Qi-gazing technique can reveal some flaws...I think this girl's nightmare will last for a long time, right?"

After hearing this, Nan Linling had a slight hesitation on her face, perhaps because she had not seen it for a long time. Saw the guests.

So she gritted her teeth and said:

"What I said to you today, I hope you will not spread it out..."

"The problem with me, It indeed started three years ago, the day Mr. Zheng died..."

After a pause, Nan Lingling said with a shy face:

"From that day on, every three to five days, I will have a dream...a spring dream..."

"In the dream I can't see clearly what that person looks like, but it's the same person all the time. He was with me in the dream... I've also asked a master to exorcise evil spirits and eliminate disasters before, but There is no way.”

“I just have this kind of nightmare all the time... so I haven’t bothered with it for a few years...”

“But recently, the frequency of this dream has become more and more frequent. Gao, that person's methods are getting more and more brutal... I can't bear it even in my dream..."

After hearing this, Lin Chen's expression gradually became serious.

The art of nightmare!

This Nan Lingling is in a nightmare!

And it’s a very nasty spring nightmare!

The so-called nightmare technique is an evil technique mastered by ghost cultivators (soul cultivators), which is very unpopular.

The evil cultivator himself or summons ghosts to enter the dreamer's dream, thereby accomplishing certain goals.

This dream ghost can be a money-splitting ghost, ruining other people's wealth.

It can also be an unjust ghost, making people full of resentment and eventually dying in depression.

And this Spring Dream Ghost is also one of them...

"So, why choose this Nan Lingling? It is the ghost cultivator who casts spells who covets her beauty and has coveted her for a long time. ?”

Lin Chen thought to himself that he could not rule out this possibility.

This Nan Lingling is indeed extremely beautiful, the most beautiful one Lin Chen has ever seen.

And she is naturally charming, which makes me pity her...

Not to mention that she is a great temptation for mortals, even for monks.

“But what does Nan Lingling’s nightmare have to do with the strange skinning thing?”

After Lin Chen thought carefully, he had no choice but to focus on Mr. Zheng.

So, Lin Chen asked again:

"Miss Lingling, I heard that the first person who was skinned was Mr. Zheng... I wonder who Mr. Zheng is?"

"Is it convenient for me to tell you, girl?"

Nan Lingling sighed when she heard this and did not hide it:

"The Zheng family is a well-known wealthy businessman in Yudai City. They have been operating in Yudai City for three generations, selling jade."

"And Mr. Zheng is a romantic man by nature, but he has good literary talent..."

Nan Ling Ling talked a lot about Mr. Zheng and the Zheng family.

After Lin Chen pondered for a moment, he asked: "Is Mr. Zheng a monk?"

"A monk?" Nan Lingling shook her head and said, "Probably not, I have never heard of it. He said he had been there..."

After that, Lin Chen asked some more questions.

It wasn't until the sky got brighter that Lin Chen took out a pen and paper and wrote a prescription.

"Miss Lingling, this is a tranquilizing prescription passed down from my ancestors. Although it cannot drive away nightmares, it can make the girl feel better..."

Nan Lingling took the prescription and nodded: < br>
"Thank you sir..."

...

After leaving Tianmufang, Lin Chen did not return to the inn.

He went to the south of the city instead.

The Zheng Mansion in the past was located in the south of the city.

A moment later, he arrived at a dilapidated mansion gate.

After the Zheng family encountered something strange, they moved away from Yudai City.

Because of Mr. Zheng’s strange behavior, the wealthy businessmen in Yudai City did not dare to buy the Zheng Mansion and move into it.

A few years have passed and the former mansion has long been dilapidated. There are many weeds growing in the yard and the corners are full of dust.

Looking at the deserted streets around him, Lin Chen jumped lightly and entered the Zheng Mansion.

The consciousness spread out like a tide, instantly covering the entire Zheng Mansion.

Lin Chen observed the layout and details of Zheng's mansion.

"Well, there's nothing weird about it...it's just that there seems to be a lot of uncut original jade in this house that hasn't been taken away..."

(End of this chapter)