Chapter 25 Dreams and Reality

Author: Si Wu

Chapter 25 Dreams and Reality

Yi Yan shook his head, Zhan Shuyun raised his feet and walked inside, but his wrist was grabbed again.

He looked over and asked with doubt in his eyes.

"There are no traps, but there is smoke."

Zhan Shuyun then reached out to her, but Yi Yan shook his head, "There is no antidote." She said, "We don't carry it with us."

Zhan Shuyun was speechless for a moment, "You are quite unique. Are you afraid of being picked up by others because of how precious the antidote is?"

Unexpectedly, Yi Yan actually nodded, "It's quite precious. Don't waste what you eat."

What is this explanation? Does it mean that the antidote can also be eaten as food?

An antidote is also a medicine, and whoever has nothing to do will take the medicine as a meal.

Zhan Shuyun had already gone in to clean up again. Zhan Shuyun breathed a sigh of relief, took out the antidote he always carried with him, took it, and followed him to observe.

He was interested in the way arrows shot.

The coherence and connection of the mechanisms are completely controlled by human design. This house is not a specially created mechanism space. Without human control, the arrows fired one after another are quite powerful. I don't know how it is arranged.

Zhanshu Yun focused on the wall and saw that there were small mechanical crossbows regularly distributed around the wall, including the roof. Each mechanical crossbow was tied with a very thin thread, and the part illuminated by the moonlight shone with tiny lights.

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When I walked over and took a look, I saw it was silver wire.

He laughed and said, "Isn't it a waste to use silver wire to decorate the mechanism?"

"People can stop wearing gold and silver, but they can't stop eating."

It makes sense to say it, but it is totally wrong when applied here.

The silver wires were intertwined and intertwined, running down the wall, passing through the bent angles of the long logs and heading towards the center of the house. Zhan Shuyun followed the silver wires, and finally stopped in front of the row of upside-down nails.

He saw a row of standing blades through the gap.

I see.

In fact, the arrangement of the mechanism here is not complicated. Generally speaking, it is to cut the rope, the nail row will fall, and the nail row will press out the buried blade. The blade cuts off the silver wire, the silver wire suddenly loosens, and the machine crossbow fires arrows.

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As for Mixiang, he hasn't seen it yet.

"Where is Mi Xiang?"

Yan Yan was currently picking up the crossbow on the roof. Hearing this, he casually replied: "My smoke hasn't been released yet."

Zhan Shuyun: "...Didn't it say that there is still smoke and you can't enter it at will?"

"Yes." Ember nodded and said, "There is smoke, it's just that I haven't had time to put it out yet."

So you're trying to fool him?

Yi Yan hugged a bunch of small machine crossbows and threw them down the wall. She turned around but still stood on the wall. She smiled at Zhan Shuyun and said: "I told you, adults, that there is no need to smoke the antidote.

The medicine should not be wasted. Why did you take the antidote?"

Is that what you said?

Those sentences mean this, but they don't mean this. The difference is huge.

"Don't take medicine indiscriminately," she emphasized.

Zhan Shuyun folded his arms and stared at the embers for a moment, feeling that his crooked eyes were a bit dazzling at this moment.

He touched the tip of his tongue to the back of his teeth, pulled the corner of his mouth, and began to help clean up the trap.

This secret guard had a unique personality. He thought to himself that it was difficult for her to stay in the dark without being discovered.

It was a long night in the city, but Yi Yan didn't realize how long the night was.

After a night of fighting and the aftermath, she returned to the house and briefly explained the situation to her grandfather. Then she washed up and treated the wounds. After finishing the work, the sky was already polished, so she didn't have much time to rest.

The injuries she suffered today were all minor ones, but the injury on her shoulder worsened again after a night of hard work. Her concentration was not noticeable when she was moving, but her leisure time at this time took away all her energy.

Even though half a month has passed since the day when the shoulder was injured, it still hasn't healed. Every twitching affects the nerves, causing excruciating pain.

Yu Yan didn't know how long she had been sleeping in a daze, but she just felt unsteady. Her ears and mind were filled with all kinds of sounds and images, and she couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

Tick-tick——

Thick red blood drops dripped down the drooping fingertips, adding fresh color to the dry dark red on the ground. The candles flickered on and off, and the smell of blood mixed with the rotten smell lingered in the nose, lingering around the people gathered on the cross.

The living dead, the tattered clothes are tightly stuck to the body with dried blood stains, the light yellow liquid mixed with blood is constantly dyed and washed into dark red, the head is drooping, the hair is messy, if it were not for the slight rise and fall of the chest, it would not be an exaggeration to call her a beauty with withered bones.

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"Look, he is indeed Kohler's right-hand man. On the high platform of the city wall, he can be said to be heroic and heroic, and he is not inferior to men. But now this half-dead embarrassment can make people sigh, "I feel pity for seeing it. It is really rare in the world."

She’s beautiful, but it’s a pity…”

The cold machete rubbed his neck a few times, but was caught off guard and slipped past his shoulder and neck, swept along his left arm, and finally stopped at his wrist.

“Not very sensible!”

There was a muffled hum that was so subtle that it broke into pieces when it came out, and the clicking sound became rapid.

The red snow has a cold blade, which cuts off the beauty's tendons.

"It's just this hand that blocked my arrow feathers." The man threw away the machete and wiped the bright red splash on his hand with a handkerchief. "It's better to destroy the hand that ruined my tribe's plan."

Yu Yan's consciousness was drifting in and out, and she no longer knew what night it was. It was just her instinct that kept her from going to sleep. If she fell asleep, she would not be able to wake up...

Vaguely, they left, and it seemed like someone came in again...

"Miss?"

"Miss!"

"Miss has a fever."

"Miss, wake up!"

Yan Yan suddenly opened his eyes, his chest heaving and gasping for breath.

It turns out that it is not impossible to fall asleep, she is no longer in that memory.

She concentrated and looked aside. It was Yuanyue standing by the bed, looking at her eagerly, with a look of worry in her eyes.

"Miss, you are awake, but you scared us to death."

The full moon helped her up, and she licked her dry lips. Lian Ying put the copper basin aside, twisted the handkerchief and put it on her forehead.

"Miss, you have a fever. Sister Lian Shuang went to see the doctor."

Steam rose from the water-soaked handkerchief. Yuanyue turned around and poured a glass of water for her, wanting to feed her, but Yi Yan said, "I'll do it myself."

After following Yi Yan for some time, Yuan Yue naturally had some understanding of Yi Yan's temperament and character, so she obediently held it and did not put it in Yi Yan's mouth again.

Yu Yan moved her right hand and found that she couldn't move much, and the numbness was raging, probably because she had been pressed under her body for a long time while sleeping and temporarily lost consciousness.

Ember could only hold the cup with his left hand, but it was shaking violently. When the full cup of water was brought to his mouth, only half of it was left, and part of it slipped from the corner of his mouth, leaving not much in his stomach.

Seeing Yan Yan finish drinking, Yuanyue quickly took the cup, refilled it and brought it over, "Miss, do you still want to drink it by yourself? How about Yuanyue feeds you?"

Yi Yan shook his head, wondering whether it was because he stopped drinking water or didn't need Yuanyue's feeding, or both.

She just lowered her eyes and looked at her hand. Even though there was no weight in her hand at the moment, it was still shaking and hurting, just like it hurt when the tendon of her hand was cut off...

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