When the two inspectors heard this, they breathed a sigh of relief and glared at the waiter, "That's easy. Although Meng Diao has the ability to make people fall into dreams, his attack power is not strong. Without this evil cultivator,
If you don't help, it won't make a difference."
"When we go back and interrogate him carefully, we will give you justice."
The waiter sneered, but didn't say a word.
At this time, someone asked: "Why don't you, that deacon of yours, come back?"
After catching the waiter and finding out the truth of the matter, the case of the monk's disappearance that had troubled the Si Xun Mansion for more than a year was finally solved. Zhang Hu was full of ambition. He swept away the humiliation of the dozen of them being confused and said with a smile: "Meng Diao's ability
The range is limited, they might fall asleep somewhere after coming out of the dreamland."
Even so, the two still discussed it, and Zhang Hu stayed behind to escort the waiter, while Zhao Long went to the mountains to look for it.
"The forest is so big, I don't know where they will go. Pindao, let's go with you." The old man in sackcloth asked the young man to take good care of his junior sister and stood next to Zhao Long.
Zhao Long had a dark appearance and a dull personality. Master Jianshanshi took the initiative to help him, sincerely clasping his fists and saluting, "Thank you, senior."
Zhan Changfeng felt something was wrong, "It can control you to go to the mountains and forests. It must have a purpose. Why don't you gather the people from the Inspectorate before going in to find it."
"This..." Before Shan Shidao could finish his long words, Zhang Hu had already opened his eyes angrily, "We monks are going against the will of heaven, and we should move forward without hesitation. Why don't even a few people dare to go in and look for it? Furthermore, this evil cultivator
We already have it in our hands, so what are we afraid of?"
"Heh," Zhan Changfeng tossed his sleeves and turned back to the inn, "Do whatever you want."
"Hey, this kid!" Zhang Hu said angrily, "He's so arrogant. I really thought that the monastic world could tolerate the temper of a young master from a wealthy family."
"Don't worry about it." Taoist Shanshi said a few words of relief, but he didn't take Zhan Changfeng's words to heart. Although this guy is smart, his temperament is cold and surly. It really needs to be tempered.
These people were not the people of the Yin Dynasty, so they had no responsibility for her at all. Moreover, Zhan Changfeng didn't bother to pay attention to her kind reminder, but their attitude was so bad.
She entered the inn and walked to a table.
There were still some leftovers on the table. As expected, the people in the Si Xun Mansion were eating and dreaming.
When she first heard the sound of the flute, she struggled for a moment and then came to her senses. They were only slightly stronger than her, so how could they be easily bewitched.
After thinking about it, the difference between her and them was whether they ate the food provided by the inn or not.
"Your Highness, are you hungry? Do you want me to go to the kitchen and prepare some food for you?" The coachman saw her eyes falling on the table and thought she was hungry.
"Let's go to the kitchen."
"Hey, I just need to come down and burn it."
"...I'm not hungry."
This was Zhan Changfeng's first time in the kitchen. It was really messy. She pointed at a dish and asked, "What's this called?"
"Your Highness, this is green vegetables."
"It's a little different from the one in the agricultural plant illustration. Where is this yellow one?"
"This is called yellow cabbage, also called yellow sprouts."
"Then this is cabbage?"
"...Your Highness, this is taro, peeled."
Zhan Changfeng's expression did not change, and he even said with a little appreciation, "You are very good, please tell me the names of everything here."
The coachman swallowed, Emma, is this irony or sarcasm?
"...This is crucian carp..."
"Go on."
"Hey, okay, these are sweet potatoes, mushrooms, and ham meat. What's in the jar is soy sauce, cumin, and salt. This should be fine sugar. Let me try..." The driver picked up the ceramic jar and dipped a little with his finger.
, put it in your mouth.
"Hey, there's no taste..."
"Bang"
The driver fell to the ground, and the ceramic jar rolled far away, and the contents flowed out, leaving a white line.
It's probably this thing that's causing trouble, and it's worth studying.
Zhan Changfeng took an empty porcelain bottle, scraped some powder with a spoon to put it in, then walked out of the kitchen and said to the people outside: "Someone has fainted, come and help."
Zhang Hu shouted: "Did you touch something randomly? Please stay in the room and don't move around until Si Xunfu comes!"
"Inspector Zhang, you should take good care of your prisoner." The only innate person at the scene raised the corner of his lips, "I can't believe that they even helped you find the murderous object."
Without looking at Zhang Hu's dark expression, she waved, "Anyone who can move, come here and help me."
"What did you faint from? The white powder on the ground?"
"Exactly."
Several monks looked at it carefully but did not dare to taste it. They looked around and saw nothing interesting, so they worked together to send the coachman to the room.
At this time, a roar came from a room: "Why are you making so much noise? I won't let anyone sleep anymore!"
Everyone looked at each other, and there was someone there!
Bang, the door was kicked open, and the man inside was frightened with sleepy eyes. Seeing the menacing people at the door, he immediately hugged the quilt and covered his chest, "What do you want to do!"
One person went up and touched him a few times, then came back and shook his head, "He's just a mortal."
"It seems like it's really aimed at the monks."
Those arrested were indeed martial arts cultivators, not ordinary people.
"Let's go and have a look in other rooms."
The group of people spread out and groped towards the closed room.
The Xiantian monk stood leaning against the wall, listening to the sound of other people breaking down the door, "How did you realize that we are in a dream, little friend?"
Zhan Changfeng was modest: "First of all, I haven't touched the food in the kitchen and I feel more awake. Secondly, this dream is too real."
The Xiantian monk leaned forward and asked doubtfully: "How do you say that?"
"Do you know the way to Xiaohan Town?"
"know."
"But I don't know him."
They know the road to Xiaohan Town, so in the dream, it is like a scene reappearing, and they naturally believe that the path they are taking is correct.
However, Zhan Changfeng didn't know him, so in her knowledge, she couldn't reconstruct the road to Xiaohan Town. She was a careful person, and she quickly noticed the flaw.
The Xiantian monk's face condensed and he chuckled, "So that's the case, but even so, my little friend's observation ability is still not to be underestimated. If you hadn't reminded me this time, we would have been tricked."
"Senior Liao Zan, but this junior has something unclear, please give me some advice."
"You can say whatever you want."
"Where is Xiaohan Town?" There is indeed a town called Wuhezhuang in the past of the inn, which is where they plan to stay.
But I have never heard of the name Xiaohan Town.
"This place is easy to find. Any monk can see it," she pointed out. "It's thirty miles west from Wuhe Village."
"It's just that recently the Hundred Ghost Night Walk and the Tongtian Road have opened. There are a lot of people coming here, and there's a mix of fish and dragons. You guys should be more careful."
The Xiantian monk said this and left quietly.
Everyone checked a few mortals who had no cultivation, but could not find any more clues, so they stopped and waited for dawn before making any plans.
The station returned to quietness.
The candle placed on the table burned silently, a drop of wax rolled over the body of the candle and condensed into a long trace.
Zhan Changfeng held his jaw and thought about today's events carefully. He found it quite magical. The dream mink was wearing human skin. In the collective dream, there was also a talisman thrown by a Taoist priest. The talisman was so small and thin, but it could turn into flames out of thin air.
.
Before coming to Huangzhou, she also encountered Gu, met spirits, encountered Gongsun Jing's strange methods, and even practiced her own pure Yin power by swallowing hundreds of ghosts.
But at that time, she was only thinking about the Yin Dynasty and its future, and did not delve into it. It was only now that she realized that she was coming into contact with a new world.
As for the shape and rules of this world, she knew nothing about it.
From today's perspective, it is undoubtedly dangerous and bizarre.
"The struggle between life and death is not limited to the human world."