Pawn Crossing the River

Qi Xuansu came to the bridge. If this bridge was the Naihe Bridge, then there was the legendary weak water under the bridge. Goose feathers could not float on it and birds could not pass by.

However, Qi Xuansu already had some concerns at this time, so he was not afraid and stepped directly onto the stone bridge.

In an instant, turbulent fog suddenly surged in from all directions, and it was completely white. Not only was it impossible to see where the bridge was leading, but the place it came from was also hidden.

The only thing visible was the old woman on the bridge, holding an alms bowl in her hand, from which came bursts of aroma.

At this moment, the old woman suddenly raised her head and grinned at Qi Xuansu, revealing her white teeth. This old woman doesn't know how old she is, her white hair has turned black, her face has wrinkles like ravines, her eyes are neither black and white, nor muddy and yellow, but have a green color that makes people panic.

"Drink." The old woman raised the alms bowl in her hand, her voice vague and confusing. At the same time, the aroma from the alms bowl also penetrated Qi Xuansu's nose.

Qi Xuansu took the alms bowl expressionlessly.

A smile appeared on the old woman's face, and her voice became more loving: "Drink it. After drinking it, there will be no worries at all."

Qi Xuansu asked: "Does it taste good?"

"Of course it tastes good. There is nothing better than this in the world." The old woman deceived people.

Qi Xuansu said "good" and suddenly stepped forward, grabbed the old woman's neck and lifted her up.

The old woman obviously did not expect such a change. The kindness she had just shown was gone, and her blue eyes were full of fierceness. However, she was now controlled by others. Not only could she not move, but she could not help but open her mouth wide.

Qi Xuansu raised the bowl in his hand and poured all the soup into the old woman's mouth. At the same time, he said, "If it tastes good, drink more."

By the time the bowl was finished, the old woman was already dumbfounded and could only giggle.

Qi Xuansu didn't care about her, threw her aside and strode forward. Wherever it passes, the fog recedes.

At this moment, an angry shout came from the front: "Bold!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an iron chain penetrated the mist and shot towards Qi Xuansu.

Qi Xuansu reached out to catch the chain, wrapped it around his palms and wrists, and then pulled it back, causing the chain to straighten instantly.

Then I saw a huge figure emerging from the mist, two feet tall, with a horse head and body, all red, wearing armor, and holding an iron chain in his hand. He was competing with Qi Xuansu, but he was pulled by Qi Xuansu just now. A stagger.

Immediately afterwards, another huge figure slowly appeared, also two feet tall, also wearing armor, but with the head of a bull, its body was blue, and it held a green banana fan in its hand.

This red and one blue turned out to be the legendary bull-headed and horse-faced face.

Niu Tou raised the banana fan in his hand and fanned it violently.

The strong wind carried the flames, like a tornado, sweeping towards Qi Xuansu.

In the past, Qi Xuansu would have been helpless, but now he has obtained the alchemist's inheritance. Although it is incomplete, in terms of thoughts and magic power, it is equivalent to the alchemist's thunder realm, and the previous state is the dream state.

The so-called dream state, as the name suggests, is the ability to travel as a yin spirit and enter other people's dreams as a yin spirit.

In many legends, someone meets an outsider or a fairy in a dream, who gives them advice or teaches them magic. This is not a fabrication, but most likely they met a sorcerer who fell into a dream.

There are also people with bad intentions who, after reaching such a state, specially enter women's dreams and do pleasant things with them. When the woman woke up, she thought it was just an erotic dream, and she didn't suspect that someone was behind the scenes.

The root cause is that illusion deceives the owner of the dream. Therefore, before the magic is transformed from reality into reality, it is actually a deception and is nothing more than a trick. If you believe it, it will work; if you don’t believe it, it will not work.

Qi Xuansu also has the ability to enter dreams. Not only does he not believe it, but he also wants to make it impossible for anyone who comes to come back.

Qi Xuansu suddenly exerted his strength, pulled the huge horse face towards him, and hid behind the horse face.

The flames from the bull's head fell on Ma Mian, immediately blowing up Ma Mian into a charred corpse. Dots of dark fire remained on, flickering on and off.

Niutou obviously did not expect this situation, and made a dull moo, and pushed towards Qi Xuansu.

Qi Xuansu dodged the collision, then waved his hand, and a group of ghost soldiers wearing square hats and soap boots appeared around the bull's head. These ghost soldiers also held iron chains in their hands, and they tied the chains around the bull's head like a horse. On the body, in the blink of an eye, the bull's head and five flowers were tied up.

Without Qi Xuansu's greeting, the ghost soldiers had already pushed the bull's head in front of Qi Xuansu.

Qi Xuansu stretched out his hand: "Get my knife!"

Two more ghost soldiers carried Qi Xuansu's ghost-headed sword over.

Qi Xuansu picked up the ghost-headed sword and without saying a word, he just raised the sword and dropped it.

A huge bull's head rolled to the ground and died with its eyes open.

There was a camp about a hundred miles away from the inn with a bonfire.

There were three people sitting around the campfire, all with their eyes closed, as if they were falling asleep.

Not far away, there was a group of men holding weapons, protecting the three of them.

Suddenly, a person suddenly opened his eyes, with a look of dementia on his face, and giggled, saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth to his chest, he was already stupid.

Immediately afterwards, fierce flames ignited inexplicably on the second man's body, burning his skin and flesh to pieces. It was so miserable that in the blink of an eye, only a charred corpse was left.

Finally, the third person groaned, and a thin red line appeared on his neck, and then his whole head rolled down, as if he had been beheaded by an executioner.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of all the protectors could not help but change.

Although they were not alchemists, they knew that this was a defeat in the battle, and they couldn't help but take a breath of cold air when they received backlash.

"The idea is prickly." Someone whispered, turning his eyes in another direction. There was a makeshift tent not far from the bonfire, in which sat a scholar sitting cross-legged, it was Song Luodi. At this time, he closed his eyes tightly and fell asleep.

Since it is an illusion in a dream, it cannot be equated with magic in the real world. In dreams, mortals can fly into the sky and escape from the earth, but in the real world, even innate people cannot do it.

Since someone can transform a ghostly Fengdu in Qi Xuansu's dream, then Qi Xuansu can also turn several ghost soldiers into a ghost army.

In my own dream, can I let you, an outsider, bully me?

That night, I also dreamed of millions of soldiers!

Qi Xuansu waved his hand, and saw that the ghost soldiers turned into two, two into four, four into eight, eight into sixteen, sixteen into thirty-two, until endless.

Looking around, one could see the black mass of ghost soldiers coming one after another, with no end in sight. I saw flags fluttering with great momentum, and they were no longer dressed as government officials with square hats and soap boots, but men in black wearing iron armor. There were even some ghost soldiers riding on black-headed horses, or pushing artillery.

No matter how wide the weak water is, it will be filled by ghost soldiers.

What is throwing a whip to cut off the flow?

Qi Xuansu waved his hand.

The army of ghost soldiers surged forward and headed straight for Fengdu in the dream.

Artillery roared and ants attacked the city.

As the city gate collapsed, the army of ghost soldiers poured into the city like a torrent.

After a night of fierce fighting, the Fengdu ghost town completely fell and turned into nothingness.

Millions of ghost troops also disappeared without a trace.

Qi Xuansu slowly woke up. It was already three o'clock in the morning. The sunlight entered the room through the window and just fell on Qi Xuansu.

Qi Xuansu got up and came out of the room, knocking on Liu Hu's door.

Liu Hu opened the door and had already finished washing up. He said softly: "Uncle Wei."

"There was nothing unusual last night, right? Like a nightmare or something." Qi Xuansu asked.

Judging from what happened last night, it is certain that someone wants to attack Liuhu, but they don’t dare to enter the Taiping Inn rashly. You know, it is one thing to be drunk and make trouble in the inn like Xu Changwu. A large group of people attacked the Taiping Inn at night. It's another story, especially now that the wind is blowing, and the Taoist sect is using Shangguan Jing's death to vigorously rectify all kinds of chaos. Attacking the Taiping Inn at night is almost like hitting the gun, so we can only use some mysterious means. .

Qi Xuansu was really afraid that Liu Hu would fall into trouble and walk out of the inn like a sleepwalker, throwing himself into a trap. Then he would have no shame in meeting Bodhisattva Man and Qiniang.

Liu Hu shook his head.

"That's good." Qi Xuansu breathed a sigh of relief.

Liu Hu hesitated for a moment, turned his back, took out a jade pendant from his collar, then turned around and said, "This is what my adoptive father gave me for self-defense. He said it can ward off the possession of ghosts and evil spirits below the heavenly level." "Uncle Wei, don't worry about me."

Qi Xuansu glanced at the jade pendant. It was carved into the shape of Guanyin Bodhisattva. It had a strong aura and was at least a spiritual object. He was completely relieved and said, "Very good."