Chapter 22 The Battlefield in the Dream (7)
Years passed, and all the corpses on the battlefield were cleaned up, but Lei Hu did not leave. He lived in seclusion here, occasionally watering the saplings in the Jueyin Formation, and often talked to these saplings. Lei Hu took care of the saplings that were transformed into Lei Long and said a lot. However, in the past few years, Lei Hu was obviously eroded by the yin energy and his body aging rapidly, until one day he never came out after entering the cabin.
Time flies, I don’t know how many years have passed, but the saplings have grown a lot anyway. During this period, some people entered this woods. Some of them were ordinary people and some were cultivators. However, compared with those cultivators on the battlefield, these cultivators were simply outrageously weak. I don’t know why they came here. However, the end of these people was swallowed by ghosts hidden in the trees, and there was no bone left. As for the beasts that accidentally broke into this place, let alone the result. Later, no one or animals entered here again. The woods became a lifeless place, without even a bug.
"If one day you have enough ability, you must rescue the heroes in the Jueyin Formation and let them re-enter the cycle of reincarnation." A thought flashed through my mind, and it seemed like a voice. Even I couldn't figure out what it was. Then the scene in front of me gradually blurred.
I tried my best to keep watching because until now I haven't seen how Qian Chuanzi's soul-breaking sword appeared in this woods, and what were the radial black lines in the sky? But at this moment, I suddenly saw a dazzling starry sky, and Qian Chuanzi's snoring sound came beside me. It turned out that I had a dream just now, but this dream was too specific and too detailed, just like watching a high-definition documentary.
I didn't know how long I had been sleeping. I saw that the sky was still dark around me, and I didn't know what time it was. I looked sideways in the direction of the wooden house, then turned to look at a big tree not far away, which was the incarnation of the Thunder Dragon.
Now when I saw these things, I no longer had any fear in my heart. Instead, I felt the peace I had never experienced before. I knew that they would not only not hurt me, but also protect me. Although there were countless ghosts wandering in the woods dozens of meters away, I didn’t feel afraid at all.
The mood has been in extreme tension these two days, and now it has finally relaxed, but with it there is a strong sense of fatigue, and my eyelids quickly closed again.
I slept very peacefully until it was dawn. Qian Chuanzi had already gotten up at some point. At this time, he was standing by the well and fetching water with his clothes. "Boss, I didn't expect you to sleep better than me. Come and wash your face and drink some water." "Oh." I agreed and stood up and walked over, took the T-shirt he had just picked up from the well, raised it up and twisted it hard, and washed my face and drank water all the two things.
I slept hard for a while and drank the sweet well water. The fatigue on my body was wiped out. Now I was full of energy, refreshed and felt a little resurrected. In addition to my incompetent stomach being rumbled by hunger.
"Qian Chuanzi, did you dream last night?" I asked while handing the clothes back. "Yes," Qian Chuanzi replied simply, "What have you dreamed of?" I asked hurriedly, "I dreamed of elbow flowers, sauce meat, pork ribs, braised hairtail, wonton, pie." "That's all?" "Enough for me," Qian Chuanzi said casually.
"I want to ask you, have you not dreamed of anything other than what you eat?" I asked a little unwillingly, "What else?" Qian Chuanzi tilted his head and thought, "Oh! By the way, in addition to what he eat, there are also drinks, coke, milk, pearl milk tea, iced black tea." "Okay! OK! I understand." I quickly stopped him.
It seems that Qian Chuanzi did not watch documentaries in his dream last night like I did. He was in the same place, but he was treated differently. I don’t know why this happened, but in general, this should be a good thing. After all, it solved some questions in my heart, but also brought me more confusion.
"Boss, what's wrong with you? Did you dream of something terrible last night?" Seeing me falling into deep thought, Qian Chuanzi asked in horror, "Oh, nothing, I just heard you dream of so many delicious foods, I miss homesick." I responded casually, and decided not to tell him what I saw in the dream for the time being. After all, the things in the dream have no interest in us, and it cannot change our current situation. So it's better not to know. The more you know, the heavier the burden you bear, and the pressure in your heart will naturally be greater.
"Boss, when will we leave?" Qian Chuanzi held the wrung T-shirt in his hand and was ready to set off at any time. At this point, I was as anxious as Qian Chuanzi. Since I already knew that the yin energy here was heavy, it would cause harm to the body, of course I had to leave as soon as possible, not to mention that there was a problem of hunger that had to be solved.
At this time, I suddenly remembered that I had never seen Lei Hu eat in my dreams, but I just drank water every day. Is this the benefit of cultivation? I am not very sure.
However, before leaving here, I have to do one thing, which is to bury Lei Hu's body. He buried so many practitioners, so I should let him be buried in peace. This means that the more I know, the heavier the burden I bear. If I don't know, it would be fine. Since I know, I must do my best to do what I should do so so that I will not be ashamed of my conscience.
Qian Chuanzi did not object to my idea, and even asked me why I did this. I really admire and even say I was grateful for Qian Chuanzi's personality. He was very calculating to others, but he was careless and smart to others. He was a little confused in front of me, very wary of others, but relaxed to me. He listened when he was willing to talk to him, and would not ask if he didn't want to say it.
This does not mean that he always pretends to behave in front of me. This is a kind of trust from the bottom of his heart, so he is lazy to calculate, too lazy to think, and even more lazy to figure things out, because he believes that I will never harm him.
Find a shovel from the wooden house, which was the one Lei Hu used back then. However, after so many years, the wooden handle of the shovel was completely rotten, and even the metal part was rusted and slag. Even so, I could only make do with it, because in my dream last night, I had seen Lei Hu's family background, and there was nothing else available.
I chose a random location on the open space on the side of the cabin. The reason I chose this place was because it was closer to the big tree incarnated by the Thunder Dragon, so that the two of them could meet as soon as they left the house.
Because the shovel in my hand no longer had a wooden handle, I could only squat on the ground, grab the back of the shovel head, hold it high and chop it hard on the ground. After one shovel, a row of sparks splashed on the ground, and the shovel head in my hand flew out of my hand.
"Damn! What's the situation?!" I shouted subconsciously, lowered my head and saw that the place I cut off just now was left with only a thin white mark. The shovel head that landed not far away had been deformed. A large piece of the crescent-shaped shovel head at the front end broke out, turning into a jagged shape with grinning. "This is too hard, is it land or steel plate?" Qian Chuanzi was also stunned. "Nonsense, there are ancient magical objects below, it would be strange if they are not hard." I replied silently in my heart.
Suddenly I felt something was wrong. I looked around blankly, but I didn't find anything wrong. "Boss, what's wrong with you?" Qian Chuanzi asked in confusion, "I feel something was wrong." I replied casually and continued to look around.
Qian Chuanzi also turned around as I was like me, but he didn't notice any abnormalities. So he turned around and looked at me again, suddenly stunned for a moment, and then shouted loudly, "Boss, your hand!"
I quickly lowered my head and looked at my hands in confusion. It seemed that there was nothing wrong? Suddenly I remembered that the one I was holding the shovel head was the right hand. There should be a basketball-sized lightning ball on my wrist. Now it was gone, and my right hand returned to normal. This discovery really surprised me. I had encountered all the bad luck in the past two days. I felt like I was about to collapse. Now there was something that could make me happy.
Taking advantage of my joy, I stood up and picked up the broken shovel on the ground, and tried to cut it a few times in other places. The result was the same. I tried my best to cut a white mark on the ground, otherwise I wouldn't even be able to leave any traces. And after all this trouble, the head of the shovel in my hand had turned into a strange-shaped broken iron piece, and I couldn't see what it was.
Then I remembered that Lei Hu seemed to have buried all the cultivators who died in battle in the woods outside. So he pulled Qian Chuanzi out of the range of Jueyin Formation and found a place with relatively large gaps of trees. This time, the excavation finally made great progress. When the iron piece in my hand was cut on the ground, he successfully cut off a piece of soil, although it was only as big as a fingernail.
Last night, I saw Lei Hu digging a hole in the woods with a relaxed feeling. Why is it so difficult for me to be so hard? This must be because of my cultivation. Maybe the soil is not so hard a little far away from here. But I immediately gave up the idea of digging a hole in the distance. Qian Chuanzi and I didn’t know the way at all. Yesterday, we just came here by accident. If we walked too far, we would definitely get lost.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!