Chapter 122 Nightmare
Over time, the man with the knife got tired of this feeling and the words coming out of the other person's mouth. He was seen charging all the way with the knife, roaring continuously, bound to split the noisy man in front of him in half.
When he reached the opponent, the man holding the sword knocked him back with a single blow. He was unwilling to give in and continued to collide. However, after a hundred rounds, the opponent was still unscathed, but he himself became embarrassed. .
But unexpectedly, the strength of the man holding the sword increased instead of decreasing. Every attack he made was improving. As his sword skills became more and more powerful, the face of the man holding the sword gradually became bloodshot.
At this time, the bright red blood had already dyed the surrounding snow red, and the man holding the sword gradually fell from an advantage to a disadvantage, until the man holding the sword split the long sword in his hand into two pieces with a single blow.
The man holding the sword collapsed to the ground, laughing wildly with his bloodshot teeth exposed. He was laughing and saying something, but the man holding the sword was already red-eyed. He waved the long sword at the man regardless of what the other person said. Cut off a person's head with one knife!
At this moment, the swarthy young man's body suddenly trembled, and he sat up suddenly with a start.
The young man was breathing heavily, his eyes were glassy, and his whole body was shaking. He was about to grab the quilt to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, but when he grabbed it, he realized that the quilt wrapped around him had already been covered with sweat. Soaked.
"Okay, okay, it's just a dream."
It was midnight, and there was no light outside the window. Lin Fenghuo patted his cheek, then got off the bed, fumbled to light a candle, and then poured himself a glass of water.
He held the teacup in his hands and blew gently, as if he wanted to cool the water as quickly as possible before drinking it. Just holding it, the young man fell into deep thought.
This was the first time in his life that he had such a dream. In the dream, he was very strong, far stronger than himself now, but he did not dare to enjoy this power. He felt that this power did not belong to him, and it would also cause Losing control of yourself.
He couldn't see clearly who the opponent in the dream was, but the other person's breath made him feel very familiar, but the words the other person said were a bit unfamiliar, which made him feel very complicated now, as if that person shouldn't be like this, and neither should he. It's time to lose control. In short, this is all very weird.
After thinking for a while, Lin Fenghuo realized that the water in the tea cup had become cold. After taking a sip, he added some hot water again, drank it slowly, and then fell asleep again.
As everyone knows, outside his door, the young scholar has been watching all this. Just now, he was meditating and resting. Suddenly he felt an evil aura coming from the dark young man. In desperation, he stepped forward and came to him. Fortunately, The other party suddenly woke up. If he was still immersed in his dream, he might be counterattacked by the evil spirit and lose consciousness completely.
Chen Chuantuo looked at the young man in front of him, and after confirming that the evil spirit was no longer surging, he slowly left.
Early the next morning, Lin Fenghuo got out of bed. The dream last night still made his heart palpitate. After drinking a glass of water, he grabbed some clothes and went to practice in a hurry.
Just after practicing for a few times on the martial arts field, his stomach began to growl. It was okay at first, and he could hold it back, but as time passed, the swarthy young man felt increasingly hungry and uncomfortable. It must have been the nightmare last night that frightened him and consumed a lot of energy.
So he decisively gave up his morning exercises, put away his long knife and walked straight down the mountain.
This scene shocked the other disciples.
"Senior Brother Lin, what are you doing here?"
"Let's buy breakfast."
"But the morning practice isn't over yet..."
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There is a small town at the foot of Xiaoyuan Academy. There are not many people in the town, even fewer than Yinren Town back then, but the people in the town are very rich. Most of them made their fortunes by relying on the academy. Compared with those in the imperial capital, For a big city, this place has more of a market atmosphere.
The dark-skinned young man held his stomach and ran all the way down the mountain. As he ran, he muttered:
"Starved to death, starved to death..."
As soon as he arrived at the bottom of the mountain, Lin Fenghuo couldn't wait to run towards the bun shop. However, he didn't pay attention and knocked a boy upside down with a "bang".
"Ouch, are you going to hit me to death?!"
However, the swarthy young man was really hungry, so he apologized and continued running forward.
When they arrived at the steamed bun shop, new steamed buns just came out of the oven. Lin Fenghuo didn't care what kind of filling they were, so he picked up a basket and took it to the table to eat. Because he was so hungry, he ate very fast, one steamed bun was three times Downed in two bites.
However, after eating, Lin Fenghuo touched his money bag and found it was empty.
"Where's my purse?"
The little shopkeeper selling steamed buns saw that the other party was groping up and down for a while, but he didn't even have a copper, so he couldn't help but said sarcastically:
"Sir, I don't think you are dressed like a beggar. How come you can't even take out a copper? Do you want to have a free meal here?"
Listening to the other party's ridicule, the dark-skinned young man became more and more anxious. When he got up, he dressed in a hurry. He didn't remember whether he took his wallet with him when he went out, so he explained:
"Wait until I go back to the academy to get the money bag, and I'll return it to you in a moment."
After saying that, he wanted to run towards the mountain gate, but at this time, the little shopkeeper stretched out his hand to stop him.
"The guest hasn't paid yet, how can he leave early?"
Lin Fenghuo frowned and said:
"Didn't I tell you that when I go back to the academy to get the money, I can still afford the few pennies."
"Haha, who knows if you are going back to withdraw money or preparing to run away?"
Listening to the other party's sarcasm, the young man felt extremely anxious. In a rage, he took off the long knife hanging on his waist, slapped it in front of the other party, and said:
"At worst, I'll put the knife on you first, and I'll get the money later."
The shopkeeper felt that this knife was extraordinary at a glance, so he nodded and said:
"That's not impossible. Then put this knife on me first."
After saying that, he took the long knife and held it up, while Lin Fenghuo ran towards the academy in a hurry.
After he left, a boy sneaked out from the corner, holding a money bag with the word "Lin" sewn on it. If Lin Fenghuo were here, he would definitely recognize him at a glance. Money bag, and this boy was the one he knocked down when he just came down the mountain.
"Shopkeeper, I've made a lot of money this time. There are fifty taels of silver in it."
The boy clicked on the silver coins inside and smiled slyly.
The shopkeeper reached for the money bag and put it in his arms.
"That kid looks like a fledgling calf at first glance, but this knife is pretty good and seems to be of high quality. You take this knife to a pawn shop to see how much it's worth, while that guy won't be able to come back for a while. Come on, let’s run away quickly.”
(End of chapter)
