In the event of an emergency, Mo Xi didn't have time to make a special trip to inform your Majesty, and only ordered the sound transmission butterfly to go to the palace, while he took the lead and rushed to the foot of Zhanhun Mountain.
As soon as he reached the entrance, he saw that the two monks guarding the mountain had all died - their eyes were gouged out and their hearts were taken away.
Exactly the same way of death as Elder Yu.
The ring on his hand was getting hotter and hotter, pointing directly at the blood-stained mountain road. Mo Xi stared at the ring and stared at Xu Yu, gritted his teeth and said, "... Gu Mang... Is it really you?"
The colder in my heart, I went straight up the mountain.
The terrain of Zhanhun Mountain is extremely complex. On its peak, the peaks of Zhonghua dynasties are buried. I heard that in the dead of night, the neighing of war horses and the ding-dong of copper clasps would appear from time to time in the mountains, which seemed to confirm the rumor that "the war in Kyushu will not be extinguished, and the souls of heroes will not die".
Here, many guiding instruments would be disturbed by spiritual currents and could not guide the way correctly. Even Mo Xi's silver ring was slightly affected, and he had to adjust it several times before turning it again.
Mo Xi came to the foothills of Zhanhun Mountain.
When he got here, he stopped, looked at the faint cold mist in the dense forest, and murmured: "The man in the dream..."
Yes, this fog is not ordinary mountain fog, but a "dream man" only used by some high-level warlocks in Liao Kingdom.
This is a kind of illusion, which can change the real situation around and recreate a world. If you are aroused by it and indulge in it, the mind will be easily destroyed. However, Mo Xi had fought many times on the battlefield with the Liao Kingdom warlock who used "Dream Man", and it was not difficult for him to resist this way.
The tip of the ring pointed to here, which meant that Gu Mang was in the fog of "Dream Man" at the moment.
He has to go in.
Mo Xi thought for a moment, then raised his hand and said solemnly, "Phantom Butterfly."
A sound transmission butterfly came out.
Mo Xi said, "Tell your Majesty the location and situation. I'll go check it out first and ask him to send someone to help."
The butterfly flapped its wings and disappeared in the depths of the forest after a while. Mo Xi stepped into this dense fog that could not be dissolved.
There was a vast expanse of white around, and it was difficult to distinguish five fingers when reaching out.
"Gu Mang!" he said, "Gu Mang, come out!"
The voice reverberated in the fog, and after a few moments, a person's soft laughter came from the air and cold fog: "Xihe-Jun?"
The person who spoke was not Gu Mang.
The man sighed: "Oh, I'm really careless. I always feel that this altar beast that I captured seems to have some unfamiliar spiritual currents on it. It turned out that you put a tracer in his body."
"… Who is Your Excellency?"
"Who am I, Xi and Jun have been investigating the brothel case for so long, don't you have any guesses in your heart?" The indistinct figure seemed so thin in the mist, it appeared for a moment, and then disappeared again.
But it was just this shock, but Mo Xi had already made a swift shot, and a bunch of blazing fireballs slammed into it.
"Ouch." A humming sound came from the thick fog, and there was a little silence. The voice sighed, "The iron-blooded war god Xihejun really deserves his reputation." He suddenly smiled dangerously again, "You are really bad tempered. "
Mo Xi gritted his teeth and said, "Where is Gu Mang? What is your relationship with him?!"
"I have nothing to do with him. As for who I am, isn't there a lot of theories in Chonghua City?" The man was sweet, as if he was talking about something that made him feel very interesting, "What kind of brothel flower thief, What is the cook who ran away from Luomei Bieyuan..." He sneered, his laughter lingering in the thicker and thicker fog, "It's really interesting. I've listened to many paragraphs, and I even talked about it myself. ."
Did he even talk about it himself? !
As if he could see Mo Xi's slightly widened eyes, the man said with a leisurely smile: "Yes, I am bored in my free time, and I once pretended to be a storyteller and ran to the teahouse to open an altar and tell stories. Royal Seventy Congregation, your friend, Young Master Yue, he is not satisfied, and if you want to say anything about a person with premature ejaculation in a brothel, he is really naughty."
"You're... the real storyteller..."
"Of course I killed it." The man said indifferently, "After killing it, it seems to be thrown into a dry well? It seems to be thrown into a mass grave? I'm sorry, I killed too many people, and I can't remember it myself."
He finally smiled and said: "But speaking of it, you are more reliable than that Wang Shujun. He just thought about it himself, and as soon as he came up with the answer, he was eager to pry the testimony out of the prisoner's mouth. But you know how to investigate those corpses carefully. There are few sword marks on the body."
The man paused, and asked almost happily, "So, what did you find out?"
Mo Xi's voice was deep: "... Are you really Li Qingqian?"
The other party was silent for a moment in the thick fog, and then suddenly giggled.
"Li Qingqian... Li Qingqian, haha, hahaha..." The name seemed to touch some kind of sore spot in the man's heart, and the long smile from his throat lingered like a vulture for a long time.
"I'm not!" He tightened his voice abruptly, and when the reverberation reverberated, he sternly said, "Chapter 1 of "Duanshui Jianpu", the sword of benevolence breaks the water, the sword of righteousness cuts sorrow, the poor also help the world, and the hardships still go on... It's ridiculous, Sad, pitiful! What Li Zongshi is, but a pauper, a waste pustule, and extremely pedantic!"
He scolded himself for a while, got angry for a while, and then gradually calmed down after a while. In the stillness of the cold fog, he suddenly said: "I just look down on you hypocrites, obviously greed, hatred, ignorance, and three poisons in my heart, but for the sake of fame and fortune, I can't afford it and I can't let it go."
The words were filled with danger.
Mo Xi couldn't be more sensitive to murderous aura, and immediately his eyes narrowed, he shouted in a deep voice, "Suran! Summon!"
A red light lit up, and the snake whip Shenwu hissed and held it in his hand.
"Oh, Suiran." The man hummed, "It's amazing. It has the power to shake the earth, but unfortunately, I think you probably won't be able to use it here."
"… "
"I can't beat you, I won't fight you head-on. But I've been fortunate enough to overhear some of your secrets, and there are many other ways to trap you."
"For example..." After a pause, he suddenly asked with interest, "When Gu Mang was claustrophobic in Luomei Bieyuan, did you tell him... The lotus pattern on his neck was branded by you? "
Mo Xi's heart froze, and he gritted his teeth: "...What the hell are you!"
"Don't rush to ask me what I am. Why don't I come and ask you." The man said interestingly, "I'll ask you - Chonghua's first commander, the cold and white Xihejun , Men and women are not close, and they are self-sufficient for 30 years, and Princess Mengze's heart has not been able to melt away the thin lover."
His voice fluctuated near and far, and now it was almost behind Mo Xi's ears, his tone was moist.
"What is your relationship with that Gu Shuai?"
The whip whipped down the ground, and the anger caused the whip body to burst into bursts of sparks.
The ghost figure seemed to have been expected long ago. This time, he was not drawn again, and he did not know where it went.
"Master, you are so fierce, so it seems that my guess is not bad at all?"
Mo Xi didn't answer, and said sternly, "Hand over Gu Mang!"
"Give it up? I'm not stupid. He was Liao Kingdom's number one general in the past. Although the spiritual core has been abolished, I have my own way to control him and regain his combat power." Ghost Shadow still smiled, "With such a powerful goalkeeper, why should I hand it over?"
After a pause, his smile became clearer: "In your Chonghua, you are the only one who can fight him alone. You are the only one who can fight him alone. As long as he guards me, other people come and can't beat him. As for Xihe You are here..."
The intimacy in words is even more.
"I have another way."
As he spoke, the tail sound slowly moved away, as if he planned to disappear.
"Tonight, you have the courage of loneliness. For him to step into this fantasy world, then I will naturally do my best as a landlord and let him treat you well."
The man chuckled lightly, "Xihe-Jun, the good night is short, please have fun in time."
"you--!"
As if in response to his intention, a cluster of red lights suddenly lit up in front of him, accompanied by a babbling voice. Someone was singing a cappella: "Yu Ming Xin Chi Yu. Jin Ming Xiao Ge Qing. If there is a love song and wine, don't stop. Seeing ruthless insects and ants is also about love..."
"… "
Mo Xi knew that once he stepped into the "Dream Man" illusion, he could not crack it from it, and could only wait for the reinforcements from the emperor to arrive. Before that, these fantasy scenes in front of him could not be avoided. But as long as you stay awake, it's not difficult to support yourself.
However, at this moment, the ghost's voice sounded in the depths of the illusion: "Xi He-Jun, I know what you're thinking about. You want to hold on, don't you?"
He giggled: "Unfortunately, although you can hold it, Gu Mang may not be able to hold it."
Mo Xi sighed: "What do you mean?"
"Everyone says, Xi Hejun has amazing self-discipline, and it's hard to mess with his mind. Of course I won't be stupid enough to pick a hard bone. Gu Mang lacks a soul now, and is just a poor bastard with an insane mind. - Naturally, I will attack him. easy."
He said faintly: "When your wrench was showing you the way, did you tell you that he was drugged?"
Mo Xi's blood turned cold, and he said angrily, "You!"
"What am I? Am I despicable?" Ghost Ying said with a smile, "I just gave him some medicine to wake him up, so that he can be my guard. The elegant gentleman Xihejun, where did you think of where you went? "
After a short pause, Ghost Shadow rejoiced: "But you're right, I'm really shameless. Because what I'm going to give him next is another medicine."
"… "
"It wasn't just you who was thrown into this illusion by me, but he too." Ghost Ying's voice was smooth, "You can hold on to yourself, but you have the heart to look at him... Hehehe, don't say, don't say already."
Mo Xi was so angry that he wanted to curse. But who is the real body of this flower thief, Li Qingqian? Liao Kingdom's cook? Or some crazy wild ghost
"Humans are nothing but flesh and blood made of desires. Some people are addicted to sensuality, while others pursue a clear name and transcendence. However, the desire for love is desire, isn't the desire for clear name also desire?" Ghost Ying smiled softly, "What's the difference?"
"… "
"Go ahead. Your brother Gu Mang, he will be waiting for you in front."
His voice disappeared completely, but the sound of the bamboo and bamboo wind music was getting louder and louder. The actor's flower tune could almost penetrate into the clouds, and snakes were meandering: "The land is rising from the shadows. . To ask the east wind to blow the dream - when will you wake up!"
With the last "Wake up!", the surrounding fog disappeared.
Mo Xi found himself standing in a brightly lit area. It was a night, with people coming and going, weaving and weaving, it was the starry night sky.
In front of the brilliant gate with pink walls and black tiles stood two guards, wearing blue gilded robes of warlocks with cloud and thunder patterns. Eight bright lights on the entrance trail were burning enthusiastically, and a blue bat pattern totem was circulating on the lintel. Spiritual brilliance.
The emblem of the Murong Lian family.
—What is… Wangshu Mansion
The illusion created by the person in the dream is often associated with some memories that are hard to let go.
At this time, it is not only him who is trapped in the same illusion, but also Gu Mang, so this scene should not be born from his inner demon, but also in it and has been drugged...
Gu Mang.
Although Gu Mang's memory is incomplete, he can absorb the obsession in his heart, but why is it Wangshu Mansion
Wangshu House. Drugged. desire. past. These few words came to his mind one by one, and after thinking about it carefully, Mo Xi suddenly thought of something, and the color of his beautiful face changed instantly.
Could it be that Gu Mang was taken in... that past
He cursed inwardly, and his figure sneaked up on the roof of the roof, and swept towards a corner of Wangshu Mansion.