Chapter 202 Hell's Oolong -
"You are Huang Meiyun!"
In just a moment, Mo Tingfeng realized who "she" was in front of him.
“What did you do to Weiwei?!”
Mo Tingfeng’s eyes were splitting when he realized what had happened. Song Weichen helped her so sincerely that he even did not hesitate to help her in the illusion. These "non-existent people" had a so-called perfect and reversed ending that damaged their consciousness. How could she turn around and replace them with kindness and revenge!
Or... all of this had been planned the moment Huang Meiyun asked Song Weichen for help. This was exactly what she wanted!
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Huang Meiyun was calm and looked at Mo Tingfeng calmly.
“You are that little girl’s sweetheart, right?”
“I didn’t expect that your spiritual consciousness could actually follow me. You must not be a creature in the pool. Speaking of which, you are different from mine. The benefactor is somewhat similar.”
Although "she" looks like Song Weichen, her gestures and expression are completely different.
Mo Tingfeng looked at her, clenching his fists tightly, wishing he could pull Huang Meiyun out of Song Weichen's body and break her soul!
But as if she couldn't feel the strong killing intent emanating from him, she looked around the room, reaching out and brushing the bed frame, wooden chairs, and closets with great care, as if touching them Rare treasure.
This is the "ordinary" life that she has thought about and dreamed about for eighty years. Such a real feeling makes it seem like Huang Hu can push the door in from the yard and call out in the next second. She said Yun'er.
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"Huang Meiyun, I don't care what your purpose is. If Weiwei makes the slightest mistake, you can't afford the price."
Mo Tingfeng's tone was calm, but it made people unconsciously frightened - it was clearly an extremely dangerous beast. The ferocious beast was ruthlessly suppressing the bloodthirsty rage that was about to get out of control.
"Brother, you really misunderstood me. I didn't have the slightest thought of hurting this little girl. I am as surprised as you are to appear here."
"She" looked at it He looked at himself and then at Mo Tingfeng.
“I fell asleep after a crack appeared in the illusion. I woke up when I heard this little girl’s cry for help. When I opened my eyes, I realized that I had become her. I also wanted to understand why. It is reasonable to set up a formation. People cannot enter the illusion they set up.”
Huang Meiyun spoke frankly, but Mo Tingfeng couldn't believe it. All the incidents in the ghost husband case were caused by her, and she was confused from time to time. Who knew whether she was really confused or just pretending to be confused.
There must be something weird in this.
And because of Huang Meiyun's appearance, this illusion that was originally unable to cast spells seemed to have turned on some kind of switch. Energy surged around it. Mo Tingfeng pinched the secrets to test and found that he could already use spells.
He waved his hand, and the black brocade robe symbolizing the identity of Lord Si Chen immediately appeared on his body. The sword in his hand was unsheathed and buzzed.
Mo Tingfeng raised his sword and slowly walked towards "Song Weichen" with a very complicated expression. He was unwilling to fight Huang Meiyun like this.
Huang Meiyun was also surprised when she saw it, and then bowed.
“It turns out to be Lord Si Chen! I’m sorry for my poor eyesight, but I can recognize this brocade robe even though I haven’t left the ghost market.”
As he spoke, Mo Tingfeng’s sword It was placed between "Song Weichen's" neck, and she didn't hide at all, without fear or avoidance.
"Huang Meiyun, don't play tricks with me. My sword can kill you seven times, but it won't hurt you at all. You have to think clearly. If you don't leave, don't blame my sword for being ruthless!"< br>
Mo Tingfeng was actually betting that Huang Meiyun's consciousness was connected to Song Weichen's at this moment. If he really struck down with his sword, it might also hurt Song Weichen's seven souls. This was the reason why he was late. The reason for not taking action for so long!
"Lord Si Chen clearly knows that everything I say is true. In fact, the cracks in this illusion are too big, and a lot of strange energy poured in from the cracks at some point. This place is completely out of my control."
"Song Weichen "Closing his eyes, he picked up Mo Tingfeng's sword blade and pressed it closer to his neck.
"I know that my sins are serious. If killing my seven souls will help to restore peace to everything, I will trouble you to do it. It's just that Huang Hu's transformation into chaos was not what he wanted. It's all me. One wrong thought turned into eternal hatred... Please sir, please be kind to him..."
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Mo Tingfeng's hand holding the hilt of the sword was shaking slightly, how could he do it? , in the midst of all kinds of suffering, she covered her head and frowned.
"Hiss..."
Song Weichen felt as if her head had been hit with a stick by the five-hole master. It seemed that a lot of other people's memories were trying to get into her head for no reason, giving her a headache and making her want to vomit.
Feeling something strange in her neck, she realized that Mo Tingfeng was pointing his sword at her - what kind of interstellar joke was this? How could Bing Tuozi point his sword at her!
So Song Weichen's first reaction was that the man in front of him had been taken away, or was a "phantom". Anyway, he was definitely not the real Mo Tingfeng! Couldn't it be... Huang Hu is here? Well, it must be him!
"...Hu, Brother Huzi?"
She shouted cowardly and flatteringly, but Mo Tingfeng didn't know that Song Weichen's consciousness had returned, so he thought it was Huang Meiyun who wanted to use tricks to excuse Huang Hu - it was really off the mark, both of them "had their own evil intentions", completely Made a "mistake".
"What tricks do you want to play again?"
His cold tone made Song Weichen even more certain that the person in front of her was not the real Mo Tingfeng. She swallowed hard, where was the Bingtuo man? ? I didn’t drink either, so why did the piece break off? What’s going on...
Thirty-six strategies, the best strategy is to first let the grandson take away the sword from her neck!
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Song Weichen brewed his emotions for a while, and he couldn't help but stretch out his hand towards Mo Tingfeng, as if he was feeling grateful for an unreachable lover.
“It’s me, have you forgotten?”
Mo Tingfeng quickly glanced to the side, even though he knew that the person in front of him was not Song Weichen, but it was her image after all, he I really can't bear it.
While he turns his head away, this is an opportunity not to be missed! Song Weichen turned his head strategically and bent down to avoid the sword edge, and fled towards the door as fast as he could!
Dang!
The two chopsticks rubbed her ears one after another and nailed them into the wooden door. Song Weichen stopped with a "shudder", the corners of his lips twitched, and he turned to look at Mo Tingfeng with a grimace.
I am careless and underestimate the cowardice in my nature! Song Weichen despised herself in her heart. Why was she running away? After finally waiting for Huang Hu, she had to take advantage of the situation, ah, no, strike while the iron was hot and get the jade pendant!
“You must always remember the main mission given by Grandma Huang: kill the prince and win the blue bird! Oh, that’s wrong, look for Huang Hu and get the jade pendant! Only by getting the jade pendant can everything in this illusion end!” Song Weichen said to himself in his heart.
"Brother Hu, what are you doing? I just want to close the door to see the wind..."
Song Weichen approached Mo Tingfeng with a smile, closing his eyes and thinking, no matter what If you die, you will die! She suddenly hugged Mo Tingfeng's waist softly.
"Brother Tiger, I miss you so much! Do you still have half of the jade pendant on you? It was a token of our love. Now that you are back, it's time to reunite the two halves of the jade pendant."
Song Weichen said while While exploring his body, she didn't mind using her hands or feet since this messy man looked like Mo Tingfeng at the moment.
Mo Tingfeng was so confused by her that she thought Huang Meiyun knew his weakness and deliberately used this method to mess with his mind. After calming down, he pinched Song Weichen's wrist to stop her "indecent assault", with a murderous intent in his eyes.
"Huang Meiyun, don't think that you can mess with my mind in such a despicable way. Tell me, how on earth are you going to leave?!"
Song Weichen blinked, Huang Hu ate the wrong thing Got the medicine? Actually letting her go?
"Hey, this is easy to handle! Just give me half of your jade pendant, and I'll run away faster than a rabbit without you having to ask!" Song Weichen couldn't pretend anymore because her wrists were pinched so much that she couldn't pretend to be Huang. Grandma's love story goes "brother, brother, go" with Huang Hu. She is a guest star in someone else's love story. At this moment, she just wants to return to her home turf.
The corner of Mo Tingfeng's mouth twitched. Compared with the painting style of this little girl before, the difference is only thirty or forty miles away. "She" is not so much Huang Meiyun. , it is better to say that he is Song Weichen himself.
Could it be...?
He remembered a set of strange "connection codes" that Song Weichen had set with herself before. She said that no matter what form each other became, it must be their fault that they could match these words in the sleep world. No.
Mo Tingfeng cleared his throat and suddenly said, "One and a half hours?"
"Three and a half hours!" Song Weichen's eyes lit up. Huang Hu couldn't possibly know the code for this connection. Could it be ...?
She looked at Mo Tingfeng critically, "Are you willing to win one's heart?"
"Save the old blind date."
Pfft, Song Weichen was happy and threw himself back at Mo Ting. In Feng Huai's arms, what kind of hellish thing is this? Riding a donkey to look for a donkey, holding a cell phone to look for a cell phone, looking for Bingtuozi in front of Mo Tingfeng.
"Weiwei, my Weiwei, it's really you."
"I thought you were Huang Hu! Mr. Mo, you'd better give me a reasonable explanation. What did you do to me when you pointed swords at me just now? "What happened?"
Mo Tingfeng hugged Song Weichen tightly, suffocating her like a big python. After a while, he reluctantly let go and explained to her what had just happened.
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This time Song Weichen chose to side with Granny Huang. She did not think that the old man would deliberately frame her. Moreover, she had a splitting headache at the time, and she did call Granny Huang in her head.
It wasn't that Song Weichen was simply defenseless, but that she chose to believe, just like Huang Yingyun chose to believe in her unconditionally.
It’s just that she was quite concerned about Granny Huang’s mention of the influx of other energy into the illusion. Could the headache be related to this? Because she found that there was inexplicably a lot of garbled information in her mind, just like a bunch of radicals flying in the air, but unable to form a complete sentence. This feeling made her very uncomfortable.
Speaking of which, her spiritual consciousness has returned, so where did Grandma Huang’s spiritual consciousness go? Appearing and disappearing so suddenly is quite unsettling.
But staying indoors is not the solution right now. The fleeting scene of the snow-covered land in the yard is by no means Mo Tingfeng’s illusion. Changes are already happening here.
...and what was in the tree's heart, the two decided to go to the yard to find out regardless of where Grandma Huang's consciousness was now.
In case the fantasy suddenly changed and she got lost, Mo Tingfeng found a rope of about three feet, leaving a margin of two and a half feet, and fixed the two ends on his and Song Weichen's wrists respectively. He was worried that the rope would rub her skin, but he was careful He first wrapped a layer of cotton around her wrist.
The two stepped into the courtyard cautiously. It was almost evening now, the sky was covered with sunset, and occasionally there were illusory cracks on the dome like flying stars flashing through. Other than that, there was no other difference.
That tree - the original yellow velvet flowers have faded, and the pods that grew are as long as Song Weichen's palm, but now it has become a tree full of yellow flowers. With the night wind, the medicinal fragrance of the velvet flowers Refreshing into the organs.
Mo Tingfeng used magic to search, but did not sense the aura of chaos. The two of them stepped forward and saw a faint mass of something beating very regularly in the crack, which actually looked like a heart.
How could Shuli have a heart?
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The light was getting darker and darker. He lit the candlestick in the courtyard, and while warning Song Weichen to be careful, he cautiously came under the tree, and finally saw clearly what the object was——
In the crack There is a raw hemp-colored "cocoon" about the size of an ostrich egg. Its surface is covered with a layer of fine and dense cocoon silk. The cocoons on the outer shell are particularly thick and brown, and they look quite like the main blood vessels of the heart. , is pulsing regularly.
"What is this? It's said to be a silkworm chrysalis but it's too big!" Song Weichen was scared and curious, and stood aside holding a candlestick to light up the part-time melon eaters.
“Weiwei, step back, don’t come closer.”
Mo Tingfeng kneaded the secret and performed the technique, and a strip of light silk escaped from his fingertips and rolled towards the "cocoon". At the moment of contact, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck from the air, shaking the ground and shaking the mountains. Song Weichen was so scared that he almost lost his life. The candle was thrown away! Several dogs in the village immediately started barking.
The light silk wrapped the "cocoon" and moved it out little by little, and finally suspended it in Mo Tingfeng's hand.
Looking closer, it feels even weirder: the cocoon on the shell bulges and bulges, as if there are earthworms swimming inside, and the entire "cocoon" seems to be breathing. When inhaling, the cocoon shell stretches It shines brightly, and you can vaguely see the dark mass inside.
Although Song Weichen was not close, his scalp was still numb. She remembered the movie "Prometheus" she had watched. The worms in the soil were infected with the black water flowing out of the jar like cocoons, and mutated into countless black ferocious little snakes... and the male protagonist was infected with black water. Shui had another embarrassing incident with the heroine, which resulted in the heroine giving birth to her first alien monster.
What will be in this "cocoon"?
"Mr. Mo, please don't touch it with your hands!" Song Weichen was afraid that he would be infected...
Crack!
Another lightning flashed across the night sky. The "cocoon" seemed to feel the thunderous energy. The two cocoons on the shell suddenly broke, and some milky yellow viscous liquid flowed out. One drop of it It happened to fall on Mo Tingfeng's palm, and hiss - as if it had hit a soldering iron, the drop of liquid evaporated like smoke.
"Wash your hands quickly, wash your hands quickly!"
Song Weichen ran towards the water urn in the corner of the courtyard in panic to get water for him to wash his hands. Within two steps, he was pulled by the rope on his hand. Stop, she was so anxious that she quickly unbuttoned it.
"Don't untie the rope! I'm fine."
He waved Song Weichen over, but at some point Mo Tingfeng had taken back the "light silk" and instead held the cocoon directly with his hand. Song Weichen couldn't laugh or cry when he saw this. He was really not afraid of his mutation...
"Would you like to touch it and see?"
Huh? Song Weichen thought she heard wrongly, he actually let her touch that thing?
“It’s okay, trust me.”
Seeing her hesitation, he took her hand and put it on the cocoon. A cold touch came from the palm of Song Weichen's hand. This thing looked like a thin layer of cocoon, but it felt like a thick layer of armor. Song Weichen clicked his tongue. This feeling - why did she feel like she had touched it somewhere before?
Where did you touch it?
Song Weichen rummaged through her memory carefully, only to feel her head hurt again. There were more chaotic radicals in her mind, swollen to the size of her head or two.
She endured the discomfort and carefully recalled the feeling, and suddenly remembered a scene!
“The time I encountered the chaotic Yellow Tiger in the Hidden Mist Village, I touched the skin on his heart while struggling, and that was the feeling! Exactly the same!”
Song Weichen took back his hand and suddenly looked at the acacia tree with a cracked trunk, "Could this be Huang Hu? This is unscientific..."
Mo Tingfeng shook his head. He had just tested it, and the tree itself There is no chaos, at least not yet.
Bleeding flowed out of Song Weichen's ears and eyes again, but Mo Tingfeng didn't notice it under the cover of night. She closed her eyes weakly, and then opened them suddenly, and it was obvious that she was a different person.
Mo Tingfeng didn't even realize that the person around him had turned into Huang Meiyun again. He weighed the "cocoon" and talked to himself.
“It’s consistent with the feeling in his heart, which means that there is something that Luan Po Huang Huji treasure cares about very much.”
"I'm just surprised why there is such a thing here?"