Chapter 78 To Dream

   It was too late, so Chu Dong directly asked Zhinao to press the switch for him, and went to sleep. With Zhinao, he could fall asleep when he wanted to, without thinking wildly, and could always allow his body to recover in the best state.

   And don't dream at all.

   But today, Chu Dong was dreaming, and it was still a lucid dream.

   He saw Wu Tong wearing a red wedding dress holding his hand, and the two entered Lin Mingfu together from the city gate.

  Wu Tong just walked in front of himself without saying a word.

   At this time, Lin Mingfu was full of ghosts, covering the sky and the sun. The whole world was dark red, as if it had been covered with a blood filter.

  Chu Dong wanted to contact Zhinao, but there was no response.

   He could only follow Wu Tong to go deeper into the city. Suddenly, he saw Yang Yiqing lying on the side of the street with a broken leg, bleeding profusely and breathing weakly.

   He wanted to go check it out, but Wu Tong's hand was holding him tightly.

   "Wu Tong, can you say something?"

  Wu Tong still didn't speak, just walked, walked through the streets, walked to the market, the stalls of the hawkers were all set up, but everyone was already dead, and the death forms were different.

   Someone became mummified, as if they had been air-dried.

   There were people with hideous faces and their bodies turned into coke, but there was no trace of fire beside them.

  Someone was swollen all over, and his mouth and nose were overflowing, and he seemed to have drowned, but it was clearly on the street.

   They walked all the way until he was in front of the government office. He saw Huang De shirtless, with force lines all over his body, and his muscles swelled, as if he had changed back to a young man.

   It's just that he is now kneeling in front of the government office, with his head lowered, and his face can't be seen clearly.

   He also saw half of Zhuge Yuan's body in Huang De's hands, as if he was torn in half by him.

  As the footsteps continued to move forward, Chu Dong tried his best to take a look, and found that there was a huge blood hole in Huang De's chest. There was nothing in the blood hole, and he was completely dead.

   He saw Wu Yong's head hanging by a hemp rope before the drum of grievance, blown by the wind, swinging from side to side, squeaking~

   The head banged on the grievance drum from time to time, and the drum sounded constantly, as if it wanted to say something.

   is dead, everything is dead.

Wu Tong was still walking, but when she saw Wu Yong's head, her hand seemed to clench unconsciously. The two walked into the mansion and saw that in the mansion, above the court, sitting an official.

   That person's body was full of black qi, and the black qi condensed into substance. There is no doubt that he is an evil ghost, right?

   It seems a little strange to have a face, as if it is always changing, but the age should be around thirty or forty years old.

The man still held gavel in his hand, turned it around in his hand, and hummed a little song that Chu Dong had never heard before. There was still blood on his palm, and a broken little finger, but his official Clothes were spotless.

   He was half-lying on the chair before the magistrate, swaying from side to side, the square chair felt like he was sitting out of a rocking chair.

   He was wearing a satin official residence, but he was completely different from what Chu Dong knew. His laid-back temperament was like that of an old man who came on vacation, but the city was already full of corpses.

  Chu Dong's mind suddenly popped up the word "ancient official"

   At this moment, the man raised his head, as if he saw Chu Dong, and this sight made him sweat and wake up instantly.

  Chu Dong opened his eyes, it was already nine o'clock in the morning the next day, he had never slept for such a long time, because the brain would wake him up at that time.

  Chu Dong sat up sweating profusely, raised his right hand and saw that a purple handprint had been pinched out of that hand. In the dream, Wu Tong held his hand tightly, perhaps it was this handprint.

  【Chinao tried to wake up, but it didn't work】

  【The bruises on your palms appear instantly before you wake up】

  Chu Dong was really panicked this time. He came to Wu Yong's tent and opened Wu Tong's coffin. Wu Yong came out cursing.

   "Who doesn't have eyes like that?

  Chu Dong? What are you doing boy, I said who would open this coffin? "

  Chu Dong didn't reply. He grabbed Wu Tong's right hand and slowly faced the bruises on his palm.

   "Is this a dream?

   Are you trying to tell me something? "

  Chu Dong looked at Wu Tong's pale face, recalling everything in the dream, all so real, could that be their future?

   Wu Yong also saw the strange bruises on Chu Dong's hands, and he asked eagerly, "Did Xiaotong look for you?"

   "I don't know either, do you know Tuomeng?"

   Wu nodded, which is very common.

   "Dreams are usually seen when the deceased is wronged, or has a very strong obsession to tell the living, and many ghosts do not have the ability to show up.

  To dream is their way of conveying ideas. "

  Chu Dong re-covered the coffin. After so many days, Wu Tong's body still did not change. She was half human and half ghost, only half of her soul was alienated into a ghost by the influence of the Kuroshio, and later reunited.

   Her existence, no one can explain.

  Chu Dong turned around and asked Wu Yong, "Have you seen the ancient official?"

  Wu Yong waved his hand, a palpitating look unexpectedly appeared on his face.

   "Can you live with that kind of opinion?

  If I come across that thing, my head will not be screwed off. "

  Chu Dong's back was cold, why did Wu Yong say that his head was twisted off, he obviously didn't say anything.

   He hurriedly asked Wu Yong if he was also entrusted with the dream, but Wu Yong said no.

   It was just a sudden flash of inspiration, and he said that casually.

  After all, all the evil spirits Wu Yong came into contact with in his life were all executed prisoners, and they were all beheaded, so he always felt that the destination of death was decapitation.

  Chu Dong asked again: "What about my master, what will happen to him to the ancient officials?"

   "There is no end other than death.

  The ancient official is unreasonable, most of the techniques are ineffective against him, even if there is, it is very little. I still remember that the highest ancient official appeared in history and it seemed to be the third rank.

   Hundreds of warlocks died. Later, a palace was rebuilt in that place, and it was suppressed. This is the most famous in history, moving the capital to suppress ghosts.

   There are also the three strongest armies in the imperial court, the Three Courts Army, with hundreds of thousands of people.

   Up to now, they are still stationed in a remote place, and that place is not a good place to be stationed at all, so it is rumored that there are ancient officials at the station of the Three Courts Army. "

  Chu Dong asked in disbelief: "Moving the capital? There are still three grades?

   Ancient officials also have grades? "

   Wu Yong let out a long sigh of relief and greeted Chu Dong and the two sat on the threshold of the tent.

   He lowered his voice unconsciously, as if he would be disturbed by just speaking.

   "I also walked through the rivers and lakes back then, but I didn't join the Yin and Yang Division, so I didn't know so much.

  There has always been a legend in the rivers and lakes that this ancient official is an official of a certain country that once existed on this land.

  The way they dress, speak, and etiquette are all self-contained. According to the gorgeousness of their clothes, it is easy to judge their identities.

   But this is all my hearsay, if I really want to meet, I will definitely not survive. "

  Wu Yong told Chu Dong a lot of his experiences in the arena, Chu Dong wrote them down one by one, but he always remembered that dream in his heart.

   I have seen the update time issue mentioned by the watchers, and it will be changed to automatic release in the future, and it will be automatically updated at 7:00 every morning, so that everyone will not worry about it.

   Today's single update will continue for one day, because the automatic release has to be saved one day in advance orz

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   (end of this chapter)