Wu Rong is dreaming.

Since the positive yang fire was implanted, the initial impact of the fusion of yin and yang made him often drowsy, lazy like a hibernating snake, unable to cheer up. During this time, Wu Rong would have the same dream every time she fell asleep.

He was in a place burning with dark red flames, and as far as he could see, his surroundings were shrouded in black and thick fog. The flames spread out like a plush carpet, burning at Wu Rong's feet, but he didn't feel the heat. As Wu Rong moved, Huo Huo also followed him. The dark red fire is not bright, flickering and dim, it can only illuminate a small area, and the light in the distance is completely swallowed by the black mist.

The endless darkness is like the devil's greedy mouth, capable of devouring everything, but Wu Rong is not afraid. What he had was a 'lucid dream', which meant that Wu Rong could clearly realize that he was dreaming.

He has been to this land burning with dark red flames many times, Wu Rong knew what he would see soon, and this time was the same as the previous few times. He chose a direction at random and walked forward. After walking for an unknown amount of time, there were some pale things in the darkness and nothingness under his feet.

All are human bones.

Some of the broken, sharp bones were yellow, some were pale, and some were black and brittle as if scorched by fire. Gradually, the bones covered the ground. Wu Rong walked on the bones and could clearly feel the touch under his feet. There are more and more bones. Looking from a distance, you can find that the bones are piled up on the **** not far ahead, like a mountain of bones.

Wu Rong walked up the bone mountain, and the broken bones rolled down from his feet. The dark red flame stopped at the foot of the bone mountain, looking from a distance like a lush sea of ​​dark red flowers in full bloom.

Bone Mountain is not high, and Wu Rong will soon reach the top. What surprised Wu Rong was that in the previous few dreams, he was about to wake up at this time, and the surrounding scenery would start to become blurred. But this time the dream was extremely long, and Wu Rong didn't have any feeling that he was about to wake up.

With doubts, Wu Rong finally reached the peak of Bone Mountain.

Jingle Bell-

There was a crisp collision sound, and there was obviously no wind, but the copper coins worn by the red rope were shaking slightly, like a special wind chime. The densely criss-crossed large red lines almost covered the entire space in front of my eyes. The red thread is not thin, and it seems to be woven with gold thread, which is shiny. Some of the red thread has rotted away, revealing the pure gold thread inside. Looking inside through this red line, one can vaguely see a black lacquered coffin erected in the center of them.

A few times ago, Wu Rong vaguely noticed that the red thread wearing copper coins seemed to be a formation, the purpose of which was to seal the coffin in the center. Every time before, he would wake up until now, and he had no chance to observe carefully, but this time it was different. Taking this opportunity, Wu Rong walked around the perimeter of the red line formation, and found that there were no copper coins hanging at the ends of the red line in the directions of true north, true east, true west, southeast, and southwest, but a gold talisman. It's just that the golden talismans in the east and southeast are blackened, as if rotten.

The golden talisman is the top talisman of the Celestial Master. Wu Rong only saw it once in the crevice of the tiankeng. It was a tantra Fuhu talisman painted by Lama Sima Gyatso back then. The lama could suppress Hu Xian for decades after his sacrifice. In addition to the five golden talismans in the current formation, several golden talisman seals were also pasted on the thick black coffin in the center, with complex incantations written in cinnabar on them.

This coffin is very strange, there are coffins that will be placed vertically. This place is also very strange, the bones and dark red flames, the seals and the vertical coffins are all weird, but Wu Rong didn't feel the slightest ghost, it was so clean, it seemed like he was in the dojo of a celestial master.

Suddenly the foreground became blurred, and Wu Rong felt dizzy. He knew that he was about to wake up from the dream, but the black coffin erected in front of him gave him a strange and distant sense of familiarity, as if he had seen it somewhere before, and it was buried deep in his memory because it was too long ago. The darkness gradually faded to a misty leaden gray, as if the night was passing and the day was coming. Wu Rong's body is also getting lighter and lighter, without even a little gravity, she is going to fly like a bubble.

No, he doesn't want to go.

It's rare that this dream is so long, Wu Rong doesn't want to end it now. But like every time before, the end of the dream is out of his control. Wu Rong could only try his best to remember everything he saw today. There seemed to be patterns on the vertical coffin, but Wu Rong couldn't see it clearly. As if bewitched, Wu Rong couldn't help but take a step forward. But he forgot that he was floating like a wisp of mist now, he didn't control the strength well, and drifted forward a lot.

Then hit the red line.

Jingle Bell-

Jingle bell—

All the copper coins resounded crisply, not just the string that was hit by Wu Rong, all the copper coins on the entire array automatically moved without wind, the red thread trembled, and the sound became louder and louder, as if resonating, it soon became noisy. Wu Rong was dizzy and his brain was buzzing. The mountain of bones and the pitch-black coffin in front of him gradually blurred, his body floated upwards, and he was about to leave the dream and wake up.

But at the next moment, Wu Rong watched helplessly as the lid of the pitch-black coffin in the middle of the red line formation slipped off, revealing the corpse of a man in a red dress with dark hair. He was perfectly fine except for his pale face, his eyebrows were drawn into his temples, the end of his eyes were raised, and his eyes were closed tightly as if in deep sleep.

The moment Wu Rong saw him, his heart trembled violently, and his eyes darkened under the violent emotional fluctuations, and he completely left the dream.

Jingle Bell-

Jingle bell—

Wu Rong closed her eyes and turned off the alarm with her hand. There are still bones, red lines, and black coffins left on his retina. The three colors contrast strongly, but what shocked him the most was the person in the erected coffin, whose appearance and dress were exactly the same as the big ghost!

He was bleeding.

Wu Rong vaguely saw that there seemed to be staggered black spikes inside the coffin, piercing through the man's body and fixing him inside the coffin. The blood stained the clothes red and flowed down the nails like a **** river.

Did he dream of the place where the corpse of the big ghost was?

Wu Rong recalled the formation of red-lined copper coins and the five golden talisman seals that she saw in her dream, two of which changed color and turned black, which happened to correspond to the double seals that the big ghost had unlocked. During this period of time, he frequently dreamed of this scene. Is the big ghost giving him dreams?

"Brother Rong, the time is coming."

"Um."

Concentrating his thoughts for now, Wu Rong opened his eyes. Looking at Huang Mao with concern: "Just now, my cousin was reading the news and you fell asleep. Are you too tired recently?"

"fine."

The air conditioner in the car was blowing a cool breeze, and Wu Rong, who was a little motion sick, was sitting in the back seat with the window next to him open. After successfully connecting with the 'Jade Collector' on the Intranet of the Ministry of Public Security, Wu Rong took the jade to Fuxu Road as agreed, but unexpectedly fell asleep halfway.

"It's a normal reaction when the yin and yang are in balance."

Bai Gu understood it clearly, and comforted Huang Mao with a few simple words: "There will always be some reactions after establishing contact."

Hearing that Wu Rong's recent lethargy was due to the Yin-Yang Agreement, Huang Mao smiled awkwardly, and said nothing more. But Wu Rong understood that what Bai Gu said was not completely consistent with his own situation. After signing the contract with Fu Qing, Wu Rong also checked a lot of information on the Yin-Yang contract online. It stands to reason that after he signed the contract with Fu Qing, because of the fusion of yin and yang, the tacit understanding between the two will get better and better on weekdays.

Wu Rong has been dreaming since signing the contract, but there is no Fu Qing in the dream, but today it is almost confirmed that it is a dream with a big ghost. This is very strange to say, even if the big ghost and Fu Qing are really related by blood, even the closest father and son, I have never heard of him dreaming about his father-in-law every night after signing a Yin-Yang contract with his son.

And the last time, Wu Rong always felt that it was too abrupt for him to be able to communicate with Fu Qing's soul suddenly, and it was just when the big ghost broke the double seal. In addition to this time, Wu Rong had some guesses in his heart, but he was not sure. He suppressed it for the time being and postponed it to think about it later, focusing on the matter in front of him first.

He made an appointment with this Ms. Mo at four o'clock in the afternoon, and now it is exactly three forty-five. This area of ​​Fuxu Road is a new development area in Yangjiaping in the past few years. It is well planned and well-equipped. They are all single-family villas like bungalows. The surrounding vegetation is lush and separates each villa, which is very quiet. It's just that it was too quiet, and there was no one else on the street except them.

"It's all moved to the city center."

Huang Mao said with emotion that the Ministry of Public Security has now begun to move residents from relatively marginal communities in the safe zone to the safer city center. The scenery on Foch Road is good, and the patrol cars of the Ministry of Public Security will pass by here every day, but it is obviously no longer safe. Those who can live here are rich people, who left Yangjiaping or moved to the city center in various ways.

Only Ms. Mo still insists on living here, like a nail house, the volunteers of the Ministry of Public Security persuaded her several times but failed to let her move.

"It must be a stubborn old lady."

Huang Mao guessed: "Sir Leo's adopted daughter has lived to this day, at least seventy or eighty years old, a long life."

There is very little information about this Ms. Mo, even if Wu Rong has the privilege of the federal special police to apply for access to the database, the information found is pitifully small. I don't know Ms. Mo's exact age, nor her exact appearance, but I only know that she is an old lady with a weird temper who lives in seclusion on weekdays and likes to keep cats and jadeite.

I hate the Celestial Master the most.

So this time I didn't bring Su Xiaomi with me, but left him to look after the house.

"Mi woo~"

A milk cat's soft, sweet and coquettish cry came from the seat next to Wu Rong, and the snow-white Persian cat lay on Wu Rong's lap in a reserved and well-behaved manner, shaking its ears as if it had a sense of existence, and flicking its own plush in joy Fluffy tail. Obviously, it was very happy to be brought out by Wu Rong, and it groomed its fur so white and smooth along the way, it was like snow-white satin.

Until Huang Mao wondered: "Brother Rong, why doesn't your cat grow up?"

As he said that, he gestured: "I remember it was so big when I first saw it, why is it so small now? It doesn't grow up just to eat, it can't be a dwarf cat."

Who is the dwarf cat, meow, human beings without winks!

The Persian milk cat meowed in her heart, and hurriedly rubbed against Wu Rong's leg to please her, her cry became a few times sweeter. Hearing this, Bai Gu next to him wanted to laugh but held back, and finally the corners of his mouth curled up. God knows that he was almost frightened when he saw a group of cats in Wu Rong's villa, and he had a premonition in his heart before seeing this familiar Persian milk cat.

This kind of heaven and earth spirit will always find the person with the strongest luck by instinct, and follow him. Just like the baby weasel encountered in Chaozhou, if there is one, there will be another. It's just that I don't know why, this spirit creature seems to really treat itself like a cat, and it's not like it. When Bai Gu went to look for Wu Rong this morning, he saw it wrinkling its face and gnawing on steamed buns in pain. When Wu Rong passed by, it wagged its tail at him like a dog.

What a surprise.

jingle.

It was exactly four o'clock, and the brisk bouncing bell came from the direction of the villa, attracting everyone's attention. Under the eyes of everyone, the automatic fence door outside the villa slowly opened, and at the same time, electronically synthesized voices that could not distinguish between men and women sounded:

"Mr. Wu Rong, please come in."