Chapter 920 Sending Yin (7)

In an uneasy sleep, Yu Xing had a long-lost dream.

He saw himself standing alone by the flowing river, surrounded by quiet thick white fog, some unclear figures looming in the white fog, whispering vaguely.

He just stood there, doing nothing, saying nothing, not even turning his eyes, as if there were nails under his feet.

In a moment, a touch of scarlet suddenly appeared on the river surface in the distance.

Hualala...

The water flow washed the embankment, and the scarlet came from far to near with the force of thunder, covering the turbid water surface. The lively water was replaced by streams of sweet blood. In the blink of an eye, the long river turned into a blood river.

The white fog had not dissipated.

The figures in the fog seemed to approach him, and pale faces emerged, staring at him silently, surrounding and approaching from all sides.

The sense of oppression reached its peak in the gurgling sound of the blood river.

Yu Xing felt breathless. He opened his mouth and breathed deeply, but his shoulder was suddenly touched by a hand, and a voice said faintly: "Young Master..."

...

"Young Master... It's been an hour and a half. I'll wake you up." Zhao Ruru half-crouched in front of Yu Xing's shop and stretched out his hand to rub his shoulder.

The team used something similar to a marching tent to set up camp. The other people were crowded in a tent. Yu Xing was the smallest, but he could be alone.

Zhao Ruru was lifting the curtain of the tent at this time, half of her body was inside. The small space was only enough to place a shop, and she could reach Yu Xing with a stretch of her hand.

Yu Xing was not sleeping soundly, and he opened his eyes with sleepiness after being touched slightly.

His eyelids were heavy, and he half-closed his eyes. He sat up half a beat later than usual: "Saint."

Three hours and ten minutes is not enough sleep, for ordinary people, and even more so for the escort leader who has been trekking all day.

He hadn't felt this kind of uncontrollable fatigue for a long time, and he actually relaxed before he lifted the quilt and climbed out of the tent.

The cold wind in the mountains blew, and Yu Xing finally woke up. He said in a hoarse voice: "I'll guard next, you go to sleep."

Zhao Ruru responded with a hello, and suddenly paused: "Young Master, you don't seem to sleep well?"

"I mean... you seemed to have a dream just now?" She asked tentatively, "Could it be that you were frightened by the female ghost and the corpse, affecting your sleep?"

Another very skillful question.

Sometimes the dreamers dreamed during the deduction was just due to their own brain activity, and sometimes it was the rule factors of the deduction that led to the existence of the dream, as an unconventional prompt.

Zhao Ruru wanted to know which one it was. If Yu Xing was willing to share, he could take advantage of her "curiosity" to tell her about the dream.

If you intend to conceal it, or it is simply a private matter and has nothing to do with the deduction, you can say it clearly.

In fact, it is possible that she fell asleep during this deduction and encountered danger in her dream, but this guess was denied by Zhao Ruru early on. After all, if so, she believed that Yu Xing would take the initiative to remind her, and Yu Xing woke up as soon as she called, and it didn't seem like she was restricted by ghosts.

The escort leader who was asked was very disdainful.

He stretched his muscles and bones, and the joints of his bones made crackling sounds. His tone was full of dissatisfaction with being underestimated: "A mere female ghost and corpse will also give me nightmares? Saint, the miserable scenes I have seen while escorting are much more disgusting than these."

As if he wanted to maintain his self-esteem that was stronger than that of ordinary people, the escort leader still explained a little about his restless sleep: "It's just that the fog in this forest is weird. It may be that I inhaled too much fog, which made me have some hidden worries related to this."

Zhao Ruru said "Oh".

Got it, the scene in the dream has nothing to do with the experience last night, but with the fog. There are very dangerous images hidden in the fog, and we need to be careful.

She sighed a few times, "Young Master is indeed knowledgeable and experienced," and then went into the tent and occupied the floor bed that belonged to Yu Xing.

Yu Xing glanced at her, lowered the curtain, and looked at the sky.

It was about 15:00 in the morning, which was a little after 6 o'clock in the morning. The sky was already light, and the white mist, which was sometimes thick and sometimes light, was mixed with water vapor, exuding a fragrance.

The surrounding flowers, plants and leaves were stained with dewdrops, and the ancient ruins walls that surrounded the tent like guards seemed to be brighter, far less gloomy than when I saw it last night.

The most important thing is that the strange thick fog quietly turned into ordinary morning fog, and there was no longer that kind of vague sense of danger, and even had a tendency to dissipate.

Perhaps when the sun passes over the mountains in the east and shines into the forest, the fog will dissipate. This fog is probably exclusive to Guolongling at night.

Yu Xing yawned and sat outside the tent. Snoring came one after another in the big tent not far away.

When ordinary people see ghosts or fall into the attack of ghosts, their three souls and seven spirits will be impacted, so fever becomes the most common sequelae.

When the escorts have particularly strong yang and evil spirits, they can counteract the yin of ghosts and alleviate the symptoms. In addition, the few people who stayed to guard the goods were only passively entering the ghost wall, and they did not see ghosts directly once, so they were only slightly affected mentally and became very tired and drowsy, which is reflected in their sleep now.

——Sleeping like a pig.

Yu Xing was extremely disgusted with his cheap subordinates. The chief escort probably stuffed all the most useless people in the escort agency to him, targeting him while cleaning up the unwanted waste?

Whether these rookie escorts followed him or were originally the escort leaders, they would probably not live to enter Fengtou Town.

Just thinking about it, a rustling sound came from behind a broken wall not far away.

Yu Xing's eyes shone, and when he looked over, he suddenly met a pair of blood-red eyes.

…

At the other end, the bare mountains were illuminated by the rising sun.

The servant cried "Ouch, ouch", and the place where his calf was bent was clamped by two freshly baked wooden boards. He kept saying: "Doctor, be gentle, it hurts so much, ah! Master, Master, save me!"

Zhao Mou, who was treating him, maintained a gentle appearance and said lightly: "Don't cry, can you be more stable and learn from your master."

The servant immediately looked at his master with tears in his eyes.

Luo Yan didn't feel relieved at all when he had such a master role. On the contrary, on the way to Fengtou Town, even a mild-tempered servant was almost angry at him because of the servant who was holding him back.

When a ghost was nearby, the servant screamed, causing the ghost that was about to leave to instantly lock onto their location; running around caused them to deviate from the map route; when they needed to dodge the attack, the servant clung to him and got in the way, almost killing him.

But his character of the second young master Luo was incompetent and cowardly. He listened to the housekeeper's arrangements for his daily food, clothing and expenses, and this time he left all the important matters to the accompanying servant.

He wanted to get angry and drive him away, but he couldn't.

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