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Chapter 39 The Real Nightmare

There was no one in the room, and Sister Xiaoyao stopped acting, jumped out of the bed and directed me to go out and buy food for her.

The sun was about to set, and I was a little hungry. When I left the hotel, I saw a spicy hot pot opposite me. I first killed a large bowl of it myself and packed a portion for Sister Xiaoyao.

When I returned to the hotel, I found that Sister Xiaoyao had created an incense burner from somewhere and was burning incense.

I asked Sister Xiaoyao what she is doing. Sister Xiaoyao said she is a scam person. Master Zhou will never give up and needs to be taken precautions.

I nodded. Although Boss Wang had already made trouble, I didn't think he could find Master Zhou.

They are all from the same city. If something happens like this, Master Zhou will not sit and wait for death in a place where Boss Wang can find it. If he is the kind of person with low IQ, how could he learn such awesome magic?

Sure enough, not long after, Boss Wang came back and said that Master Zhou was gone and could not be found at all.

Sister Xiaoyao said no need to worry. She had asked her immortal family to watch the mine and searched for Master Zhou's traces everywhere. Once she found out, she would know it immediately.

Boss Wang was overjoyed. After learning that we had eaten, he gave up the idea of ​​having dinner together and left the hotel to prepare for Huang Xian’s true body.

I asked Sister Xiaoyao why she didn't take the fairy family directly when she came. Sister Xiaoyao said that if that was the case, there would be no chance of negotiations at all. Those Huangxian would think that we were here to find fault and would have to do it directly.

I admire Sister Xiaoyao very much when I heard this, and she really thought about it.

While swallowing the spicy hot pot, Sister Xiaoyao asked me what I had gained today. I savored it and said that life is like a play, all depends on acting skills.

Puff! Sister Xiaoyao directly sprayed out the spicy hot pot in her mouth. Fortunately, I hid quickly and was not hit.

"It's simply a child who cannot be taught, a rotten wood cannot be carved, and a mud cannot be supported on the wall. Why did I accept such an apprentice as you? I think Tian Shiyao is wise and his reputation will be destroyed in your hands..." Sister Xiaoyao wiped her mouth and began to spray me.

I was so embarrassed that I was scolded, "It's not true, Sister Xiaoyao, you have to be patient. You can't be a weapon without being carved."

"Then you have to be a piece of jade first. I think you are just a stone in the pit!" Sister Xiaoyao did not give face at all.

"I..." I couldn't refute and ran to the side to draw a circle.

Sister Xiaoyao didn't plan to let me go so easily. She kept chatting there and I automatically blocked it.

I think Qin Wuyi is also a proud person. I didn’t expect that one day I would be pointed at the nose and said it was useless, but I couldn’t refute it.

Sister Xiaoyao sprayed me for two hours until it was dark. Then she took a sip of water, drove me out, and said she was going to bed.

I walked out of Sister Xiaoyao's room with a nagging taunt, and finally felt the crow on my head flying away.

I don’t know if fate is teasing me. I am a person who doesn’t like to listen to preaching, but I met a big troll, Sister Xiaoyao.

She not only talks to the immortals, but also talks to people.

After returning to the room and washing my face, I felt that my nerves were about to collapse by Sister Xiaoyao.

I fell head-on on the bed, and I rubbed my eyes, feeling very tired. Huang Tianlin said that I was dragging people and hugging people in that formation, and I consumed too much of the power of my soul. I have not practiced yet, and my soul cannot withstand such consumption.

I once lacked my IQ because of my lack of soul. I knew the importance of souls so I hurriedly asked Huang Tianlin and Xiaobai how to make up for the loss.

Xiaobai said that as long as you sleep well, it is enough. If ordinary people unconsciously consume the power of their souls, they will be particularly tired and will be well after sleeping well. However, if the soul is injured, it will be difficult to deal with. Unless they meet an expert who is willing to help, it will be inadequate.

I no longer resisted the strong sleepiness when I heard this, and closed my eyes and quickly lost consciousness.

...

This is a very old house, an old-fashioned earthen house, and the walls have begun to peel off due to wind and rain.

I stood at the door of the dirt house and felt something attracted me in the dirt house, so I walked in.

For some reason, the sky was dark and I couldn't see where the sun was.

But I didn't care too much, because although there was no sunshine, the visibility was still very good.

When I walked into the dirt house, I saw a kitchen. The kitchen was very narrow. The large iron pot on the stove had a thick layer of dust. It seemed that there was no one living there for a long time.

But this was also as expected. How come the house where people live has no door?

There is a small door on the side of the kitchen. According to my judgment on the layout of this room, except for the kitchen I am in, it is the only room.

I walked towards the small door, the closer I got, the stronger my strange feeling, although I still couldn't see what was inside.

Standing at the small door, I finally saw the scene inside, and I was stunned.

There was a kang in the room, and there was a kang table in the middle of the kang, all covered with dust. There was a very small shrine in the corner of the wall. There was nothing else in the room. I walked straight to the shrine because the feeling that attracted me came from that shrine.

There was an incense burner in front of the shrine, and the back was covered with red cloth, and nothing could be seen.

I walked to the front of the shrine and slowly raised my hand to lift the red cloth.

As the red cloth cover disappeared, I finally saw the situation in the shrine.

However, the things in the shrine made me feel a little dazed.

There is not a statue of a god inside, but a black clay pot with unknown symbols carved on it, and a yellow talisman paper is pasted at the mouth of the jar.

For some reason, when I saw this talisman paper, I remembered the one that Master Zhou was holding. My memory was still good. The three large seals on this talisman paper were exactly the same as Master Zhou’s one.

Thinking of this, I took a step back and prepared to leave this room. Anything related to Master Zhou at this time will make me nervous.

However, I was unable to take any steps when I wanted to leave. A voice in my heart kept saying to me: "Reveal that talisman, uncover that talisman, uncover that talisman!"

The more I resisted getting closer to the shrine, the louder the sound became. In the end, a subwoofer was shocking in my body.

I gradually became sank in this sound, and my hand reached out to the talisman paper without control, lifting it up.

After the talisman paper was lifted, the deafening sound disappeared. I shook my head and looked at the clay pot.

I really hoped that it would change anything, but things went against my wishes, and a strong black gas began to emerge from the clay pot.

The black gas gave me almost no feeling like gas, like ink, sticky and heavy.

The black gas flowed down the edge of the clay pot, passed through the platform, and fell to the ground.

This gas is actually heavier than air. What exactly is it? I took two steps back and looked vigilantly.

It’s not that I don’t want to run away, but that I found that the door behind me was gone and the house was blocked.

As I was nervous and scared, my brain was running rapidly, and a question suddenly appeared in my mind. Why am I here?

This question lingers in my mind as soon as it appears. I feel like I am standing in front of a piece of glass. Although I can see everything in front of me, I can't pass through it after all.

I know that I will get the answer through it, but this glass is simply domestically tempered, and I can't do anything about it with bare hands.

The black gas in the clay pot finally stopped coming out, and the ones that had already flowed to the ground began to twist, and their shapes continued to change.

Soon, the black air condensed into a human form, and the black gradually faded away, and an old man in a blue jacket appeared in front of me.

The old man's hair was completely white, his face was purple and purple, the flesh on his cheekbones was rotten, and black viscous pus flowed from the gap, and his eyes were gone. From time to time, a fat maggot crawled out, crawling around along his rotten face.

I don't know if his lips were rotten or he ate them himself, but they were gone anyway. There were some minced meat between his incomplete black and yellow teeth. I extremely suspected that it was his lips.

But what made me curious was that his face was just a little weird, and his skin from his neck was just wrinkled and not rotten.

"I died so miserably..." An extremely classic line came out of his mouth, his voice as hoarse as a broken gong.

My scalp numb. Although his appearance had basically confirmed his identity, his words dispelled my final fantasy. It was over and I met a ghost again.

"Gagaha!" The old man suddenly burst into laughter and approached me.

I kept retreating, but the room was so big that I was soon blocked into a dead corner.

Just as the old man stretched out his two chicken claw-like hands to me, I suddenly thought of Huang Tianlin and Xiaobai. Haven’t they been by my side all the time? Why don’t you save me?

Thinking of this, the glass that had been blocking my eyes shattered, and I instantly realized that this was a dream. In my dream, Xiaobai and Huang Tianlin would certainly not appear.

The moment I figured it out, I felt the whole world spinning, and the old man's unwilling roar sounded in my ears.

"Hu..." With a rapid fall, I suddenly sat up from the bed, my whole body was wet and had been blown through sweat.

"Haha..." I gasped, and the strong sense of suffocation made me one head or two big.

"Xiaobai!" I shouted in my heart.

"Ha..." Xiaobai yawned, "What's wrong with you? I'm stunned?"

"Don't you know what happened just now?" I asked anxiously.

"No, I just went to bed." Xiaobai was still a little confused.

My mouth twitched, "Where is Brother Huang?"

"I've gone to drink." Xiaobai walked out of my ears and stretched.
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