After hearing this, the two inspectors 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 wiped away the humiliation of being confused by more than a dozen of them and said with a smile: "Meng Diao's ability The range is limited, and they might fall asleep somewhere after coming out of the dreamland."
Even so, the two still discussed it. Zhang Hu stayed behind and escorted 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. Taoist Master Jianshanshi took the initiative to help, sincerely clasped his fists and saluted, "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 look for it."
"This..." Before Shan Shidao could finish his long words, Zhang Hu's eyes were wide open in anger, "We monks are going against the will of heaven and should move forward without hesitation. Why don't even a few people dare to go in and look for it? Furthermore, this evil cultivator It’s already in our hands, so what are you afraid of!”
"Heh," Zhan Changfeng flicked his sleeves and turned back to the inn, "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 rich man."
"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 kid was smart, he had a cold and surly temperament, and it really needed 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 a kind reminder with such a bad attitude.
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 began to dream while eating.
When she first heard the sound of the flute, she struggled for a moment and then came to her senses. They were only stronger than her, so how could they be easily bewitched.
After thinking about it, the difference between her and them was whether or not she ate the food provided by the inn.
"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 can just come down and burn it."
"...I'm not hungry."
This was Zhan Changfeng's first time in the kitchen. It was absolutely messy. She pointed at a dish at random, "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 remained unchanged, even with a hint of appreciation, "You're 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 smell..."
"boom"
The driver fell to the ground, and the ceramic jar rolled far away, and the contents flowed out, leaving a white line.
This is probably the cause of the problem, and it is 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 corners 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."
"What did you faint from? The white powder on the ground?"
"Exactly."
Several monks took a closer look but did not dare to taste it. Seemingly looking around and seeing nothing, 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'm not letting 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 check out the 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 others breaking the door, "How did you find out that we are in a dream?"
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 should not be underestimated. If you hadn't reminded us this time, we would have been tricked."
"Senior Liao Zan, but this junior has something unclear, please give me some advice."
"You can tell me whatever you want."
"Where is Xiaohan Town?" There was indeed a town in the past called Wuhe Village, which was where they planned 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 Ghosts 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. Little friends, you have to be more careful."
The Xiantian monk said this and left quietly.
Everyone checked a few mortals who had no cultivation level, but could not find any more clues, so they stopped and waited for dawn before making any plans.
The station returned to silence.
The candle placed on the table burned silently, and a drop of wax rolled over the body of the candle, condensing into a long trace.
Zhan Changfeng held his chin and thought about today's events carefully. He found it quite miraculous. In the collective dream, there was a dream mink wearing human skin, and there was also a talisman thrown by a Taoist priest. The talisman was so small and thin, but it could be formed out of thin air. The flames come.
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 for life and death is not limited to the human world."
