Chapter 1048 The Second Skill

"What the hell?"

The sudden arrival of the black coffin-carrying team startled Huang Feihu's team. Before they could recover, the coffin had already been loaded onto Huang Feihu's.

When Brother Hei smiles, life or death is uncertain, but when the coffin is lifted, life is in vain.

Huang Feihu, who was put into the coffin, banged the coffin lid loudly, but no matter how powerful he was, he couldn't shake the thin coffin at all.

Amidst the cheerful music, he was carried on the shoulders of six neatly dressed black brothers and walked onto the funeral road.

The strange scene made pedestrians and merchants walking on the street stop.

"Brother." Huang Ming reacted first, shouted sharply, drew his sword and slashed at the black man carrying the coffin, but when the sword was slashed, sparks flew from the black man's body, and he didn't even cut a piece of cloth in his suit. .

The black man carrying the coffin was completely undisturbed by the outside world, smiling, swinging his arms, either moving forward or backward, or pretending to be crushed by the coffin, struggling on all fours, like a circus...

"Rescue me quickly." Huang Feihu's voice came from the hall, banging the coffin lid again and roaring again and again.

"Brother."

"Brother."

Huang Feibiao and Huang Feibao also grabbed him, pulled out their sharp blades, and slashed at the black man carrying the coffin.

Zhou Ji, Long Huan, Wu Qian and other generals attacked the band playing snare drums and trombones at the back.

But the group of black men carrying the coffin were not like human beings. They concentrated on performing their tasks and carried the coffin along the main street. They were not afraid of attacks or injuries, and they did not even care whether there was a living person lying in the coffin.

The onlookers gave way.

The black men carried the coffin, knocked it, and seemed to be juggling back and forth, which looked particularly interesting.

But Huang Ming and others were holding up their knives to chop and chop, and human voices were heard from time to time in the coffin. The people looked at the strange scene in front of them and hid far away, for fear of offending Huang Ming and others and causing them to be killed. disaster.

The Dream Master created short-term prosperity, but the concept of hierarchy has been deeply rooted in people's hearts, and ordinary civilians dare not offend the powerful.

Huang Feibiao and others couldn't kill the black man, so they started to snatch the coffin again.

But the coffin seemed to be growing on the black people's shoulders, allowing them to lift or push it without moving at all.

Occasionally, some people intervened in the black team, trying to imitate them to carry the coffin on their shoulders and take the coffin away from their shoulders.

But at the moment when they were carrying the coffin, they danced with the same steps as the black people, and they were so shocked that they jumped out quickly.

…

"Brother, if I don't cancel the skill, where will they carry the coffin in the end?" Mr. Feng was speechless as he looked at the funny funeral procession.

"I have never used this skill. You will know after reading it." Li Mu looked at the team carrying the coffin with interest, then looked back in the direction of the Senate and said, "There is such a big commotion, Dream Master It’s time to come out!”

…

"Evil magic, it must be evil magic."

After all the efforts were fruitless, Huang Feibao finally came to his senses, "Huang Ming, go to the Academy of Sciences to invite those enlightened people to break the evil spell and save your brother."

Huang Ming woke up suddenly, quickly found his horse, and went straight to the back of the Senate.

Huang Feibao and others guarded the coffin and followed it without wasting any more energy.

…

Li Mu and Mr. Feng hid in the crowd and followed the funeral procession to watch the fun. There were not many people like them, so they didn't have to worry about being exposed.

With more people watching the excitement, people became bolder and started talking:

"Who is in the coffin?"

"It is said to be King Wu Cheng."

"I was loaded into a coffin that fell from the sky at the gate of the Overwatch Council. I'm afraid I didn't offend some high-ranking person."

"Weird things happen every year, especially this year. I heard that King Wu Cheng launched a proposal in the Senate, requesting His Majesty to abolish the grace order. Maybe he incurred the revenge of the Lord in the Senate!"

"Then he deserves what he deserves. Who doesn't know how many good things the Lords of the Senate have done to benefit the country and the people over the years? How could their decisions be wrong? King Wu Cheng is really not a son."

"King Wu Cheng will be carried somewhere, will he really be buried? I can hear banging in the coffin!"

"Let's go and watch the fun. This is the first time I've seen such a weird puppet carrying a coffin. Fortunately, King Wu Cheng is alive. If he were a dead person, he would have to be torn apart by them."

"What I'm saying is that I will definitely warn the unfilial sons of my family when I go back. If they dare to torment me like this, I will rise from my grave and bite them too."

…

A moment's work.

The team carrying the coffin walked half a street, alarming more people. The old prime minister Shang Rong, the senior doctor Meibo and others all walked out of their mansions to watch, and stepped forward to inquire about the situation and make suggestions.

Some used talisman paper, or used fire to burn the black people, or even someone pulled a stumbling rope in front of the team, but it was all to no avail.

Only Huang Feihu inside the coffin screamed louder and louder: "Second brother, third brother, please save me quickly. If it's time for tea, I'm afraid you'll kill me."

"Brother, don't panic, Huang Ming has already gone to invite experts from the Academy of Sciences." Huang Feibao said quickly.

"Recruiting a very expert, my brother was tricked by a villain. He found the sneaky thief and chopped him to death. The spell was destroyed without any attack." Huang Feihu's furious voice came from the coffin.

"All onlookers stop where they are and wait for investigation." Huang Feibao and others were awakened and quickly ordered their men to check the onlookers.

"Senior brother, what should we do?" Mr. Feng said nervously.

"Why are you panicking? A bunch of ordinary people just used a trick to fool them." Li Mu replied.

"Can the blindness be used to hide the five-color sacred cow?" Mr. Feng looked worriedly at the five-color sacred cow that was led over. The sacred cow shook its head and started sniffing everyone in the crowd.

"When can cows be used as dogs?" Li Mu was stunned for a moment, then continued the message, "Xiao Feng, put Shang Rong and Mei Bo in coffins and carry them away, and finally put the cows in coffins as well."

The five-color sacred cow is too magical. Who knows if you can hide it with blinders? They are here to investigate the dream master. If it is exposed in advance, the purpose of the investigation will be lost.

Mr. Feng nodded.

Two important ministers of the Shang Dynasty, Shang Rong and Meibo, were found from the crowd. They called out two teams of black men and put the two old men who were talking about what kind of Taoism they were into coffins and carried them up.

For a while.

The three groups of coffins were dancing together, and the black people were twisting and turning. The main street in Chaoge was as lively as the Chinese New Year, and everyone was stunned.

Huang Feibiao, who was holding the cow, also forgot to continue checking and stood blankly: "What the hell? Are you going to put all the ministers in Chengtang in coffins?"

The words have not yet finished.

A group of black people suddenly appeared in front of him, which startled Huang Feibiao. He thought he was going to follow in his brother's footsteps, so he turned around and wanted to run away. However, his hands were empty, and the coffin dropped from the sky actually contained five-color sacred cows. .

The coffin containing the cow was three times larger than the coffin containing Huang Feihu.

The five-colored sacred cow was mooing inside the coffin. No matter how powerful it was, it could not break out of the thin coffin.

The few black men who carried the coffin didn't mind the weight, so they carried the several-kilogram cow on their shoulders and danced like no other, beating gongs and drums as they walked down the main street.

"Even the cow is pretending to be gone. Are you carrying it to keep company with your brother?" Huang Feibiao murmured to himself, completely unaware that no one is inferior to the cow.

Four coffins marched together, gongs and drums roared, and there was an uproar in Chaoge City.

People rushed to flee, and for a while, no order could be suppressed. They don't care if the coffins falling from the sky contain powerful people!

People only know that the coffins that appear out of thin air are containing people randomly. If they are put inside, they may not even have a way to survive.

There was a sudden chaos, which caught Li Mu and the two hiding in the middle of the crowd off guard, and they were caught by Huang Feibiao.

Huang Feibiao also woke up and shouted: "It's you!"

But the next second.

In his eyes, Mr. Feng bit his upper lip gently, his eyes widened, his head tilted to one side, and smiled slightly. Although his unparalleled face was obscured by the dust, the moment she smiled, Huang Feibiao seemed to see When I saw a weak and pitiful little kitten, I seemed to see the stars in the sky from her eyes.

His heart melted in an instant, and the hand holding the sword hilt suddenly released, turned his head, and waved to the two of them: "Go quickly, go quickly, Quan Dangmou didn't see you."

Li Mu was stunned for a moment, turned to look at Mr. Feng, took him three steps and two steps, blended into the fleeing crowd, and disappeared without a trace.

A long while.

Huang Feibiao just came back to his senses. He was still not quite sober. He licked his lips and murmured: "There is such a lovely woman in the world. I should marry her!"

…

"Did you use your skills on him?" Li Mu asked in the alley.

"Well, I tried to be cute, but I didn't expect the effect to be quite good." Mr. Feng pursed his lips and smiled, suddenly looked up at Li Mu, blinked, and activated his skill, "Senior brother, kiss me."

The next moment.

In Li Mu's eyes, Mr. Feng has turned into a weak and cute little girl, with tears in her watery eyes, as if she has shouldered all the frailty in the world, making people unable to help but feel pity for him.

Li Mu's fingertips gently slipped from her cheek, and he couldn't help but lean down and press his lips on her lips.

Mr. Feng froze at that time.

Instantly separate.

Li Mu quickly woke up, looked at Master Feng, and asked, "You used your skills on me!"

"Yes." Mr. Feng blushed, nodded timidly, and looked at him, "Brother, the company's skills are really overbearing. Even senior brothers are not immune. We must be careful when we meet other dream masters. If I had evil intentions towards senior brother just now, senior brother would have been stabbed to death by me in Wenrou Township!"

"Of course I know that the company's skills are overbearing, I need you to remind me!" Looking at Mr. Feng who felt he had taken advantage, Li Mu felt angry and funny, "Don't use skills on me in the future. I can still live if the mission fails. If you're not careful, you'll die, and I can't save you."

"I understand, senior brother, just once, never again." Mr. Feng looked up at Li Mu, tapped his toes, and whispered, "Just think of it as fulfilling my little wish in advance."

Li Mu glared at Mr. Feng and was about to speak.

suddenly.

There was a commotion in the crowd outside.

Li Mu pulled Mr. Feng behind him and looked outside.

A young man in silver helmet and silver armor, holding a long sword, who looked like Zhao Zilong, came over on horseback. He looked at the black people running around in the street, frowned, pulled out his sword suddenly, and slashed down.

Crash.

The black coffin-carrying team, which Huang Feibiao and others had tried their best to do nothing about, instantly threw away the coffin, raised their hands high, and knelt in front of him.

A man with a commanding appearance raised his hands and clamped his long sword.

The coffin, bass drum, snare drum, and trombone fell to the ground.

"100% being picked up with bare hands and black people carrying the coffin?" Li Mu was stunned.

"Half of it was broken." Mr. Feng pursed his lips in that direction and said.

The black man carrying the coffin was restrained. Huang Feibao and others had already run to the coffin and hacked at it, trying to rescue Huang Feihu and the others, but they still couldn't break the coffin.

As a last resort, they had no choice but to come back and seek help from the dream master: "Sir, the coffin still cannot be opened."

"Which colleague from the company is here? I'm also a dream comer. I don't mean any harm. Please come out and see me. The world of Fengshen is too dangerous. We should unite and help customers realize their dreams."

The dream master who wielded his sword to restrain all the black people frowned slightly and shouted in English, "I don't know what the dreams of your clients are, but if you go around causing trouble in Chaoge City like this, it will bring danger to all of us. , which is very detrimental to us. We come from the same company and should help each other. The more skills we have and the more cooperation we have, the more we can obtain the greatest benefits."

"Senior brother, do you need to put him in a coffin? Force the other people out?" Mr. Feng asked through a message.

"Pretend." Li Mu nodded.

The words have not yet finished.

Another group of black men fell from the sky.

The coffin sucked the dreamer in, and the black people who were 100% restrained by bare hands quickly regained their freedom. Like a well-established procedure, they returned to their posts and inherited their unfinished business.

Can be followed immediately.

The dream master who had just been put into the coffin suddenly appeared at Huang Feibao's position. He still held up the long sword, but his eyebrows were already a little angry. He still said in English: "Don't use your skills on me anymore. Black people can't control the coffin." Hold on to me, you know that you are 100% powerful when you are attacked with bare hands. If you are in a hurry, I will control everyone and I will always be able to find out your identities. Then we will be enemies."

"Transformation." Li Mu said his second skill.

"We have united several people, each with their own skills. If we break up, you will never be our opponent." The Dream Master said angrily, "We are not enemies, even if the dreams between customers conflict, we can still We discussed the solution, but you acted recklessly, exposed our trump card, ruined the plans we made, and will bring trouble to everyone. Do you know how many pairs of eyes in the sky are staring at this place? Dream Master does not do this like you... …”

"Senior brother, what should we do?" Mr. Feng asked through a message, "If we don't deal with him, others won't come out."

"Ignore him and wait and see." Li Mu looked at the Dream Master standing in the crowd, pondered for a moment, and said through the voice, "They don't want to make the matter bigger, so they let him think we left. The black men carried the coffin. After a few important ministers have left, there will always be someone who can’t help but jump out to solve this problem. Now it’s up to us who can’t keep calm.”

Being 100% caught with bare hands and changing positions is not enough to guarantee the safety of the dream master in the world of gods. There are too many people who can kill him before he draws his sword.

At least it's close, Li Mu has this ability.

He should be cautious.

And now it has been proven that if you catch the sword with bare hands, you will be interrupted by black people carrying the coffin.

Even if the dream master on the opposite side had the ability to change positions, he was restrained by Mr. Feng. In theory, this dream master was nothing to worry about.