After a few days, the news of Tiangan's great victory had spread throughout the world.
Of course, it goes without saying that the whole country cheered and the people celebrated. The emperor even granted amnesty to the whole country, exempting the whole country from taxes for three years to rest and recuperate.
The cleaning work at the foot of Langshan Mountain was similar. A large number of northern barbarian corpses were piled up into a hill and burned in a fire.
So much so that the smell of the burnt lake could be smelled more than ten miles away, and when the wind blew, gray ashes were scattered like goose feathers and heavy snow.
This caused Chang Wuzhen and Li Bo to complain wildly, saying that they had no awareness of environmental protection at all.
At this time, Gao Zhuo opened the tent and said obscenities: "I will give you some advice. Who should I guard against? Your father."
Originally, he proposed to bury some of the corpses on the spot. With so many corpses, bury them in the ground, cover them with soil, sprinkle some water, and count one, two, three, four, and five, and a brand new mass grave will be created. This is a refinement. A treasure trove of corpses.
As a result, he was suddenly told that the military law ordered that all enemy corpses could only be burned, and friendly corpses should be buried three feet apart in groups of three to prevent the corpses from being infected by evil spirits!
Isn't this just like pointing at Gao Zhuo's nose and saying, I'm just guarding you.
Not only Gao Zhuo was worried, Xu Tong was also worried.
I originally wanted to go out at night and use the mountain worship button to capture some of the undead souls who died in the battle to replenish my Yin soldiers, and then slowly upgrade them to increase the number of Dream Demon cavalry.
As a result, I went out and saw, my dear, they had built a mountain temple not far from where the corpse was burned.
The mountain god's land is responsible for accepting ghosts, and these tens of thousands of ghosts were directly taken away by the mountain god.
I was helpless, I felt lonely, and my face was full of depression.
"Cough cough cough cough..."
There was a soft cough from behind the soft body, and then a hoarse laughter was heard: "Hey, you want the ghost body, what's the problem?"
I saw Xu Fan open his eyes. Compared to a few days ago, his complexion was much better now. Xu Tong cooked a large pot of meat soup every day. In addition to giving it to Ge Zhuo and others, he would also give Xu Fan a portion. .
This dragon rice nourishes the body the most and is the ration of the dragon clan in the sky. For a person like Xu Fan, who has a very weak body and bones, it is better than ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum.
Just when Gao Zhuo was cursing, Xu Fan had already woken up.
"Oh, please give me some advice."
Xu Tong narrowed his eyelids and looked at Xu Fan. He placed a hand on Xu Fan's pulse and injected part of the pure Yang Qi into Xu Fan's body.
Although this Uncle Guo had some difficulty dealing with him, he really couldn't let him die. Not only could he not let him die, Xu Tong also wanted to win over him as much as possible.
At least before they officially fell out with the Xu family, the uncle-in-law still played a big role.
Xu Fan lay on the soft couch, closed his eyes, and whispered: "There is a sky prison outside Lin'an City. They are all extremely vicious masters, hundreds of times more powerful than these ghosts who died in battle. If you need it, you can go in and get it. But don’t blame me for not reminding you, there was a lot of resentment in the prison that day. My father personally goes to the prison every year to use his aura to suppress the resentment in the prison."
"hiss!"
When Xu Fan said this, Xu Tong immediately slapped his forehead. Good guy, why did he forget about a place like Tianlao?
I remember that when I and Zhang Haisheng were working on the same script, Lu Zhi was lurking in the Heavenly Prison and almost released all the resentful souls in the Heavenly Prison, causing a catastrophe.
This Tianlao is an excellent Feng Shui treasure land.
"Hey, thank you uncle Guo for reminding me!"
Xu Tong looked back and found that the uncle had fallen asleep again.
Seeing this, Gu Xibai and the other three also went out to stretch their muscles. After all, although the tent was comfortable, they felt bored after lying in it for a long time.
When Xu Tong saw Xu Fan sleeping soundly, his heart suddenly moved and he called out the props book. He looked at the prop card [Dream Walking] in the props book (from Chapter 1 of Volume 14).
【Dream Walk】
Di passive skill 1: full of energy
The holder of the prop card is always in a full mental state.
Passive skill 2: Can’t dream at night
Item card holders will no longer be able to dream.
Active skill 3: Nightmare Walker
It consumes 3,000 script points. After activation, it can transform into a nightmare walker, able to enter other people's dreams at will and distort the other person's dreams to a certain extent.
Duration: 4 hours
(Note: Don’t work hard, you can have everything in your dreams...)
This prop card is the reward given to you after the last settlement of the scenario world.
He didn't clean up this prop, just to keep it fresh. Seeing that the uncle fell asleep again, Xu Tong became a little curious, and with a thought, he tried to activate the active skill, Nightmare Walker.
As the skill was activated, Xu Tong's thoughts began to slowly come out of his body, as if his soul had left his body, but there were subtle differences. When he looked at it, he saw a slight trace of blood on Xu Fan's forehead.
After Xu Tong tried to touch the rising white light, his consciousness was immediately sucked into Xu Fan's dream.
Suddenly, with a ray of white light, the picture in front of him gradually became clear.
Whether it is humans or animals, their mental defenses are at their weakest and most vulnerable to attack when they are sleeping. The so-called monsters, ghosts, and even gods will choose this time to easily enter people's consciousness.
Therefore, in many myths and legends, there are often stories of gods entering dreams to impart Dharma, and demons entering dreams to harm people.
Moreover, during sleep, the door of people's subconscious mind will be opened, and some of the most profound memory fragments will emerge, allowing monsters and ghosts to peek.
Now that Xu Tong has transformed into a nightmare walker and has the ability to travel through dreams, he can directly see the most profound memories in Xu Fan's mind.
What was unexpected was that Xu Tong thought that Xu Fan, the uncle of the country, must have lived a carefree life since he was a child, at least not worse than Ma Hongwen.
What came into view was a small, cold room.
A thin quilt has two holes in it, and the cotton inside is negligible.
A child who looked to be no more than seven or eight years old wrapped himself tightly in a quilt, but he still couldn't help shivering. Looking at that pale little face, one couldn't help but feel distressed.
“Is this the memory of Xu Fan’s childhood??”
Xu Tong stood by the bed, feeling very surprised.
From the daily necessities in Xu Fan's tent, we can see how exaggerated this guy's daily necessities are. His luxury of wanting to wipe his butt with gold is completely inconsistent with everything in his dream.
Just when Xu Tong was wondering, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and several women in gray clothes pushed the door open. The next moment, they roughly pulled Xu Fan up on the bed. It was already the coldest month of winter, and the cold towels were all wet.
He wiped it on Xu Fan's face without wringing it out, and then pushed Xu Fan out of the door with urging and impatience.
Xu Tong followed closely, and when he walked out of the door, he realized that the room Xu Fan lived in was so shabby, it was clearly like a small woodshed.
Compared with the rich and gorgeous decoration of other rooms, it is a completely different world.
Xu Fan was forcibly dragged to the front hall, where he saw that breakfast had been prepared on the dining table in the front hall. Set against the exquisite tableware, the breakfast even shone with a hazy golden light.
Xu Tong wanted to get closer and take a look, but found that he couldn't see anything clearly in the mold lake.
Looking back, I found that Xu Fan had not come in, but was standing outside the door in a far corner, waiting like the servants.
At this time, a woman in gorgeous clothes sat down with the support of a group of maids with her big belly. Under the woman's delicate appearance, there was a majesty that made people dare not look directly at her.
The woman turned a blind eye to the delicious food on the table and just picked up the bowl of chicken soup and drank it.
Suddenly the woman raised her head, and her delicate face gradually turned into the face of a venomous snake, and then it turned into a huge venomous snake and came towards him, opening its bloody mouth, just to devour him.
Immediately after, the screen went dark, and a ray of cool firelight illuminated Xu Fan's thin face. However, at this moment, there were several wounds and bruises on his already thin face.
In front of him was a pot of chicken soup that was simmering. Looking at the aroma permeating the pot, Xu Fantong was still struggling, and finally stretched out his trembling palm and put a packet of poison into the soup pot.
"He's poisoning!"
Xu Tong stood behind Xu Fan and looked at the reflection reflected in the soup pot. It was the scene of the woman who drank the chicken soup and fell to the ground and died.
But at this moment, a big hand poked out from the darkness, grabbed Xu Fan, and held him high in the air.
Xu Tong followed the changes in the dream and looked behind him. His heart suddenly trembled. A man as tall as a mountain stood in front of him. The man's face was covered by shadows and his expression could not be seen clearly, but anyone could feel the man.
With an angry aura, Xu Fan was raised above his head by the man with one hand, and he would be smashed into a pulp in the next second.
But the strange thing is that Xu Fan is smiling.
His laughter was harsh, in stark contrast to the man's anger.
Under Xu Fan's laughter, the man finally placed him gently on the ground.
At this time, an ironic scene appeared. The servants who were originally cold-faced towards Xu Fan rushed forward and brought the most gorgeous clothes and the most delicious food to Xu Fan. His residence was transformed into
It is as spacious and bright as a royal palace.
He won and he was the only heir.
Even if he commits a heinous crime, the fact cannot be changed.
But Xu Fan was not happy, as the figure of that man stood behind him all the time.
This man held a bright broadsword in his hand, and more and more women appeared beside him.
The number of women's rolls is increasing, and the knife in the man's hand is getting closer and closer. For Xu Fan, every moment is a kind of torture.
He was afraid that if one of the women had a bulging belly, then the next moment would be the day when he would die without a burial place.
Seeing Xu Fan in a quagmire in torment, Xu Tong frowned slightly, and a bold idea arose in his heart. He suddenly stretched out his palm, and the warm light of pure sunlight in his palm tore apart the darkness in front of him and illuminated it.
On Xu Fan's body.
Xu Fan was stunned, feeling a long-lost sense of relaxation in this sunshine, as if all the pressure in his body disappeared in an instant. When he raised his head and looked into the warm light, he saw Xu Tong's broad shoulders.
The figure is slowly extending its palm towards him...