Chapter 217 Changing heads in a dream!
Yanliang Town.
Shen Lian was covered in soil and crawled out of the tree hole in embarrassment.
The injuries he suffered in Xie Yue Sanxin Cave were very serious.
Neither the Snow Lion nor the Bodhi Patriarch can compare with him, even if the aftermath alone caused serious damage to the body and soul.
"Cough cough cough."
Shen Lian should have fallen into the deep sleep that Ksitigarbha was promoted to the fifth level, but the pain in his body and soul continued to intensify, and he had to be forced to wake up.
He covered his head, his instinct urging him to close his eyes and rest.
But if the injury is not treated, it is likely to cause foundation damage.
“Fortunately, the goal was achieved, otherwise we would have suffered a big loss.”
Shen Lian steeled himself and noticed something strange about his physical body.
The pictification has penetrated into the bone marrow, making the skin dry and full of grooves, and the facial features are rough, vaguely similar to a lion's head.
The soul was also deeply affected, turning into an ape and jumping up and down.
"Xieyue Sanxin Cave, Panhuan Cave, Shituoling Ridge, plus the original true dragon's specialness."
"Damn, the erosion of all kinds of unparalleled monsters is gathering in my body."
Shen Lian had exhausted all his strength, so he forced the ghost gourd to drink several sips of medicinal wine. He could feel the medicinal power integrating into his body in half a breath.
It is as if nectar has appeared after a long drought, making all organs rejuvenate.
“I originally wanted to take advantage of the denial of promotion to the fifth level to hit the fifth level of Dao Ying...”
Shen Lian smiled bitterly and shook his head, “It’s good to be alive. It’s like taking chestnuts from the fire, Bodhi. The ancestor has gone completely crazy. What happened in the twenty-seventh year of Zhenguan?”
As he investigates the truth about the collapse of the world in Journey to the West, not only does the truth of the collapse of the world in Zhenguan not appear, but it becomes more and more obvious. Weird.
In the twenty-seventh year of Zhenguan, even Patriarch Bodhi could not take care of himself alone.
It is hard to imagine that the immortal standing in the clouds will fall in a short period of time, and whether the immortals and Buddhas in the sky will also be in the 27th year of Zhenguan...
Shen Lian did not dare to think about it anymore. I just feel so insignificant.
Even after Ksitigarbha Bonsheng completed his promotion, the fifth-level wisdom eye was enough to hurt ten-thousand-year-old ghosts, but it was still not enough to see in this world.
“A Lian, what’s wrong with you?”
The courtyard door opened, and Shen Hansheng heard the noise and rushed over to check.
When he saw Shen Lian's condition, he couldn't help but be shocked.
Shen Hansheng entered the Five Innate Realms for the first time, and seeing that he was no longer the pawnshop owner he once was, he could naturally tell that Shen Lian was about to go crazy.
"A Lian, do you want me to ask Zhang Qianhu and Zuo Qianhu to come and take a look?"
"It's okay. I have a little trouble with my practice. I estimate that I will have to retreat for more than half a year."
Shen Hansheng breathed a sigh of relief, "If there is a problem with your martial arts foundation, Ah Lian, why not open a martial arts school in the city, and Master Bai and I will be your instructors, and your life will be good."
"It's nothing serious. I just have to retreat and recuperate wholeheartedly.”
Shen Lian rummaged through the fruit core and took out the lower multiplier in the style of a sword.
Guandao was not made by Ghost Dad, it was a gift from nature that he obtained from someone else’s storage bag. There is no need to worry about Huaibi being guilty of poor quality.
As for why I chose Guandao, the main consideration was that the rake moves are similar to Guandao.
"Old man, I'm going to the capital in a while. I originally wanted to spend the New Year with you at home, but now it seems I have to retreat."
"A-Lian, your health is important!"
"Old man, take it and practice how to use the sword on weekdays."
Shen Lian's eyelids trembled. More than ten kilograms of medicinal wine turned into nutrients, and his body and soul became stable, prompting him to move to the fifth level.
"A Lian, I will seal the courtyard, you don't have to worry about your home."
Shen Hansheng locked the courtyard door and built a shed for Shen Lian in the corner of the courtyard.
"Yes."
Shen Lian looked around and noticed that the basic elements of each profession were also affected.
The banyan tree seemed to have been struck by lightning, with a gap running through the center of the trunk. , most of the branches and leaves are withered, exuding a strong smell of decay.
The edge of the bone blade is pitted and has an illusion of breaking at any time.
Shen Lian looked at the dantian with his spiritual consciousness. He saw that the sixth-grade flesh and blood lotus platform was also sluggish. The petals seemed to have been eaten by insects, and none of them were intact.
“Speaking of which, where is the myna?”
Shen Lian looked worried, and then he found the silly bird lying in the nest on the top of the tree.
Compared to other basic animals, the myna has no damage at all. Haha, most likely it runs away early when the situation is bad. This shows that the stupid bird is still very clever.
Shen Lian was relieved. If something happened to Ba Ge, everything would be in vain.
He will regain some consciousness and let go.
As Shen Lian swept across Yanliang Town, his expression became extremely solemn.
The impact of the severe damage to the fundamental objects is more profound than imagined, causing the order established in the Yanshan area to show signs of collapse.
The roots of the banyan tree seem to have withered in large areas, barely protecting the Yanshan area.
Shen Lian smelled the faint stench of the fish demon in the well water. Without the protection of the banyan tree, the Bibotan fish demon became active again.
Not to mention the sixth-grade flesh and blood lotus platform. Originally, fishing magical powers could be associated with Nujiang Town, but now it can only cover 40% of the statues in Salt Mountain.
Ba Ye, the security guard, has been transformed again.
Yanshan is likely to encounter disaster. It is estimated that there are nearly a hundred thousand warriors in the four towns. Which monster will not be embarrassed by it?
Shen Lian even noticed that resentment was growing in the dark corners of the city.
In his heyday, even the mass graves did not have the slightest aura of demons.
"Old man, try not to leave He Feng Street before I leave the customs."
"I understand."
Shen Hansheng did not ask for the specific reason, "Ah Lian, no matter what you want in the future No matter what you do, you don’t have to worry about me. Even if I die, I won’t hold you back.”
“What do you think, old man?” It is the safest place in the Three Realms. "
Shen Lian communicated with Wanhu Token and sent a message to Zhang Yuanzhen and the two of them that in the next six months, they must be cautious in the Yanshan area. Any goods shipped outside the city are first sent to Zhongkui Temple to detect the presence of demons.
"There are two thousand households here, and all the caves are busy with the replacement of Emperor Tang. It should not be a serious problem. The basic things will be almost restored in half a year."
Shen Lian watched Shen Hansheng leave the courtyard and said nothing. Thirty-two corpses were thrown into the tree hole.
As soon as he closed his eyes, his consciousness fell into a deep sleep. He snored loudly and the unusual features of his body slowly receded.
………
Time passes and the New Year arrives quietly.
With Shen Lian’s reminder, there was no big disturbance in the Yanshan area.
The effect of Zhong Kui's statue in subduing demons is only slightly reduced, but it can still be easily suppressed in the face of demons with thousands of years of Taoism.
However, the statue cannot catch monsters like before.
When Jin Wuwei encountered a demon, he was first banned and then sent to the temple, and then the demon was imprisoned under the statue. It could be wiped out in ten and a half months.
In this way, the people can see the true face of the demon.
And it gave rise to alternative folk customs in the Yanshan area.
[Zhong Kui Conquers the Demon]
A strong man plays the role of a monster causing chaos in the world. His hands and feet are tied with iron chains, and a child with Zhong Kui's face is riding around his neck.
While patrolling the streets, there will be more than a dozen pairs of strong men and children playing the role of Zhong Kui to conquer the devil.
It can be vaguely seen that the costumes were obviously based on the demons that once haunted Yanshan Mountain. Finally, they knelt down in front of Zhongkui Temple and took off their makeup.
Represents the demon's slaying.
The New Year is here, and Zhong Kui’s parades to conquer demons become more frequent.
In front of the Tide Martial Arts Hall, the martial arts disciples led by Bai Jinbao came out early in the morning to watch the excitement. They followed the crowd and kept applauding and shouting.
Three or four years later, Bai Jinbao has become equal to Bai Haibo.
His peculiarity has been restrained, and he is no longer out of the ordinary in Yanliang Town where there are many warriors. In recent years, his temperament has become much more active.
Bai Haibo has gray hair on his temples, but his cultivation has steadily reached the third level of innateness.
"Jinbao, why don't you see Li Huan?"
"Dad, I see that my junior brother is very worried recently and wakes up several times throughout the night, so I asked him to rest more in the wing. "
Bai Haibo frowned slightly. Li Huan was usually withdrawn, and his natural idiosyncrasy was more severe than Bai Jinbao's. He was only in the first level of foundation building so far.
However, he could vaguely feel that Li Huan's identity was special.
Zhang Yuanzhen and his wife often visit Li Huan. The county magistrate is a frequent visitor to the Tide Martial Arts School, and Shen Lian also paid a lot of attention to him.
"The surname is Li? Could he be a royal relative of the imperial court?"
Little did Bai Haibo know that not only did his disciple have a reincarnated immortal Buddha, but Li Huan was also the 71st emperor of the Tang Dynasty. Heir.
“Jinbao, go check on your junior brother.”
"Okay!"
Bai Jinbao stared at the parade reluctantly, and then rushed to the backyard wing, where Li Huan lived alone in the corner room.
Dong-dong-dong.
He knocked on the door, and vague murmurs came from inside.
"Senior Brother Bai, please don't come in, I...I'm a little unwell."
Bai Jinbao found that the door was locked and asked anxiously: "Do you want to call the doctor?"
"No, I...I feel unwell every New Year!"
Li Huan spoke with a mixed tone. There was a sound of elephant chirping.
Bai Jinbao's pupils shrank, he was also born with a special condition, and he knew that Li Huan was probably suffering from the pain that was aggravated by the special condition.
"Don't be afraid, little junior brother, I'll call daddy."
Bai Jinbao turned around and ran towards the door.
Inside the house.
“Master, I don’t want to die!”
Li Huan was wrapped tightly, and his exposed head was no longer human-like, with a demon elephant head on his slender neck.
His eyes were full of exhaustion, as if he hadn't closed them for a long time.
Starting ten days ago, Li Huan would dream of strange dreams whenever he slept. He was in a thick fog with a rope wrapped around his neck.
In the beginning of the dream, his feet could reach the ground.
But as I fell into dreams again and again, the rope in the dream became shorter and shorter, and the suffocation feeling caused by strangling the neck was vivid.
Every time Li Huan is about to hang himself, he will wake up from his dream.
And he was horrified to discover that dreams can actually affect himself in this world.
The neck was restrained by a rope, which prevented blood circulation. The head became swollen and deformed, and now he can no longer lift his head at all.
"I can't sleep, I can't..."
He had a hunch that if he continued to hang himself, his head would probably fall to the ground.
But the fatigue accumulated for a long time broke out. When Li Huan heard the sound of Bai Haibo breaking in the door, his eyelids closed a little bit in disappointment.
Li Huanyi was in a trance, still in the dream of hanging himself.
But this time he was hanged alive and never woke up.
…………
The Bai family father and son opened the wooden door of the wing room and looked at each other in shock when they saw Li Huan resting. There was no sign of aggravation of the abnormality on the latter's body.
Bai Haibo stepped forward to check and found only a circle of blood oozing out from Li Huan's neck.
The skin inside and outside the bloodstain has different colors.
It's like... a new head.
(End of this chapter)