"This is..." Wu Xingxue's eyes fell into the box, and after watching for a while, he suddenly made a sound.

Doctor Wusheng was startled, "Oh", "This is Mengling."

Dream bells are not uncommon in the world.

There used to be a very lively market in the southwest area. Every year on the third day of March, the market was opened with lights. The lights stretched for twelve miles and reflected the mountains. At first glance, it looks like a fire from the sky has fallen into the mortal world, and it burns for three days and nights.

The mountains are called Luohuatai, and the market is called Luohuashan City. There are all kinds of strange things in it. Mengling came from there at first, and later became very popular in Mengdu and Langzhou.

This thing is actually small and cute, begging for auspiciousness - it is said that it is hung with you, which can keep you safe from evil spirits. Hanging it by the window of the bedroom can make people sleep peacefully and have a good dream.

Later, Luohuashan City disappeared, and Luohuatai became the entrance to Zhaoye City. Few people use the dream bell. After rumors circulated, its use has changed from making people sleep to artificial dreaming.

However, the Hua Family is different. It is not an ordinary thing from the mountain city, but an immortal treasure.

It really can make people fall into a dream in an instant.

It is said that once you fall into a dream, the past will be turned into ashes, and you will not be able to wake up easily unless you use the dream bell to explain it.

Hua Zhaoting once tried to urge him, but let him run out of immortal magic, and Mengling's clapper didn't move, so he could only give up. He was afraid that the fairy treasure would fall into the hands of the demon, so he carefully hid it.

But now, Hua Zhaoting has become a demon himself. That fairy treasure...

Doctor Wusheng hesitated for a moment, then picked up the dream bell and tried to shake it.

Dang-

The dream bell rang twice.

Doctor Wusheng: "..."

This is outrageous.

At the beginning, what Hua Zhaoting couldn't urge with all his strength, he shook it and shook it. It's not like this Mengling looks at him with a good face and gives him face, right?

That leaves only one explanation - the dream bell in the box is fake.

Doctor Wusheng's hand trembled while holding the paper: "This dream bell... This dream bell has been stolen and replaced!"

Who would do it?

When was it done?

Yi Wusheng tried to recall, but he spent the past twenty years in a daze, no different from death, he couldn't make up his mind at all, it was almost nonsense.

"Could it be..." Yi Wusheng slammed his hand: "Is it Wu Xingxue?!"

After he finished speaking, he raised his head and saw that Young Master Cheng was staring at him with a very strange look.

Doctor Wusheng: "..."

Doctor Wusheng: "?"

He tried hard to recall the fragmentary pieces from twenty-five years ago, but he couldn't think of it completely. He rambled: "Actually, this dream bell was lost once, when Wu Xingxue came to Peach Blossom Island, and then it was lost and found again. Could it be... that time? Was it stolen by Wu Xingxue?"

Doctor Wusheng said, and his voice weakened under Cheng Gongzi's eyes.

Cheng Gongzi looked at him and suddenly smiled: "Why is there no sound, the paper is broken?"

Doctor Wusheng: "..."

He actually didn't know what kind of character this Young Master Cheng was. He was occupied by demons before, his consciousness was chaotic, and he only remembered that he wanted to find someone to ask for death and release, and under the chaos, it was this young man who was caught.

At that time, he could vaguely feel the invisible pressure on this young man, but it seems to be gone now. Like the fog in this night, if there is nothing, it is impossible to "touch" it.

But no matter what, he is definitely not a simple person. To be able to work with Tiansu Xiao Can, maybe it is also a former immortal.

Doctor Wusheng pondered in a "chaotic" way, and then looked down at the treasure box in his hand.

"No, it's still wrong. Wu Xingxue behaves perversely. With his usual "nature", he will take that fairy treasure if he doesn't want it back.

Doctor Wusheng muttered, and gradually eased.

"So this dream bell, when it was lost and found, was still real, but it was replaced by a fake one over the years."

In these years, Hua Zhaoting has not kept anyone around, and the only one who can approach Mengling at any time is himself.

Or... it's the demon in his body.

In other words, it was the source that turned them into demons who wanted Mengling.

Doctor Wusheng raised his hand and "touched" the back of his neck.

The scar there is still there, and the imprint under the scar that is similar to the puppet mark is still there. His condition was exactly the same as those recruited in the Valley of Compassion back then. But this matter itself is very strange-because he didn't go to the Great Compassion Valley at all.

Not only him, but also Yi Wuqi and Hua Zhaoting did not go.

So how did they get caught?

"Dare to ask the immortal." Yi Wusheng suddenly gave Xiao Fuxuan a heavy salute, and then asked, holding the paper, "How many days can I last for this remnant of my soul?"

Xiao Fuxuan: "It's hard to say, three or five days, the longest is ten days."

"Okay, okay." Doctor Wusheng repeated.

Xiao Fuxuan: "What?"

Doctor Wusheng said solemnly, "I want to go to the Valley of Compassion."

"I don't know why the Hua family is here, and I don't want to go to Huangquan with this confusion." Yi Wusheng said, "I used to have all kinds of worries about guarding this Peach Blossom Island. Now there is only a remnant left. There is nothing to be afraid of. It is better to go to the original source of the Great Compassion Valley to find out."

"In the first place, I want to find out what happened to the Hua family. I will see my old friends underground in the future, and I will be able to talk to them. I can't bear them to be dead ghosts."

"Secondly, I also want to find the trace of Zhenmengling."

When mentioning the trace of "Mengling", Xiao Fuxuan and the young master Cheng raised their eyes.

After a while, Cheng Gongzi nodded and made a light "oh".

Peach Blossom Island had a thrilling night, and the disciples calmed down after being appeased for a long time. Doctor Wusheng sent the pinned Huazhao Pavilion to the Huajia Fengmotang, and invited the elders of the other three halls to roughly explain the whole story.

After he entrusted everything, the next day, he asked for a convenient carriage from the Zouma Hall, carrying two bottles of "medicine" and carrying his own sword.

Before leaving, he said goodbye to Xiao Fuxuan and the young master Cheng, and thanked him for nearly an hour.

After a long time, on the carriage to the Valley of Compassion.

Doctor Wusheng hugged the "medicine" bottle and sword, and sat quietly facing the two people who had just said goodbye.

Doctor Wusheng: "..."

Saying goodbye at that hour just now was considered blind.

This car is specially made by Huajia, tall and spacious. Horses are also spirit riders that have been fed with pills and medicines. They don't need a whip to drive them. They can run mountains and know the way, and they are not bumpy. It should have been comfortable.

But at this moment, the young master Cheng was sitting across from him across the table. The one with the surname Xiao may not like to sit by nature, so he stood beside him with his sword in his arms, leaning against the carriage door.

In short, he was caught in the middle, very suffocated, and he couldn't escape.

Of course, Yi Wusheng didn't even want to run. He just felt that the atmosphere in the carriage was a little subtle, and his remnant soul couldn't bear the heavy pressure of the two mountains.

And he was very puzzled, why did these two follow him to the Valley of Compassion? ? ?

It's not always caring for the flower family, right?

If it doesn't have something to do, it can only be because of Mengling...

Doctor Wusheng glanced at the table.

In order to avoid emergency, he also brought the fake dream bell, and put the box aside. The last remaining immortal energy in the box has dissipated, and it looks unremarkable.

I don't know what sound it will make when the real dream bell shakes, and how the dreamer will feel.

Doctor Wusheng tried to walk away for a while, but he didn't.

Finally, I couldn't help breaking the strange silence in the car: "Well..."

Cheng Gongzi, who was holding his head, looked up at him, holding his sword and looking at Xiao Fuxuan who was outside the carriage and turned back.

Doctor Wusheng thought for a while, and finally came up with a topic: "By the way, Shangxian once asked me before, can I still practice soul dreaming?"

As soon as these words came out, Cheng Gongzi finally stopped being lazy and straightened up a little. He still held his head, and those dark eyes glanced at Xiao Fuxuan.

"It was me who was negligent and neglected. I only cared about handling the chores in the sect and forgot about it." Yi Wusheng held the paper apologetically and sincerely apologized.

He managed to grasp a topic and let the atmosphere in the carriage liven up a bit, and naturally he would not let it go. He couldn't immediately notice the subtle changes in the other two at that moment.

As long as he can pay attention, he may shut up.

But instead of closing, he continued: "I heard from the disciples in the sect that Cheng Gongzi's trip to Peach Blossom Continent is for this reason. It is said that the soul accidentally entered someone else's body?"

Cheng Gongzi's expression looked like his face was hurting, but it returned to normal in an instant, so fast that people thought that he was just seeing it wrong.

He gave a "hmm" and said, "It's almost like what Mr. said."

"Oh." Yi Wusheng nodded and said, "That's really a big deal. The soul always occupies the wrong body. After a long time, the two sides are useless. It is still necessary to send the soul back to the body as soon as possible. Although this kind of thing is rare, but I I did encounter it, and I can help a little bit.”

"Really?" Cheng Gongzi, "What do I need to do then?"

Doctor Wusheng pointed at the table: "Please, my son, put your wrist on the table."

Cheng Gongzi said "oh", looking very easy to talk.

Doctor Wusheng said "offended", and then put his finger in the other's wrist.

In the corner of the light, Xiao Fuxuan's sword moved, his eyes seemed to fall on his fingers, waiting for his answer.

Doctor Wusheng probed and asked, "Where did the son come from?"

Cheng Gongzi: "Magpie Capital."

"Magpie Capital...Magpie Capital..." Yi Wusheng muttered, "I've never heard of this place. It doesn't seem to be in this world."

"Is it a good place?" Perhaps it was the doctor's instinct, and Doctor Wusheng asked again casually, as if he was afraid that the other party would be nervous.

Cheng Gongzi smiled. He lowered his eyes, so others couldn't see his eyes clearly, but his words were slow: "Not bad, there are many people in my house, coming and going. Magpies are also very lively, there are markets for everything, and there are springs in spring. Banquet, there are a hundred people hunting in winter."

He was talking there, and Yi Wusheng probed, and after a while, he frowned slightly.

Yi Wusheng glanced at Xiao Fuxuan subconsciously, and saw that Xiao Fuxuan's eyes were always on Cheng Gongzi, dark, pursing his lips and wondering what he was thinking.

"It's a good place." Yi Wusheng was silent for a moment, then asked Cheng Gongzi again: "Who is that son's last name?"

This time, he waited for a while without waiting for an answer.

There was a moment of silence in the carriage.

The mountain road is very long, and the hooves of the horses do not stop, which makes the silence even more uncomfortable.

Doctor Wusheng frowned and raised his eyes, meeting Young Master Cheng's dark eyes.

After all, he is the elder of the four halls of the Hua family, and he has seen too many people. It has been a long time since he was shocked by someone's gaze. But that feeling came and went faster.

Because that Young Master Cheng had withdrawn his gaze and looked gentle and harmless again, he seemed to be thinking of his name.

Doctor Wusheng moved his finger.

In fact, it doesn't matter if Mr. Cheng reported his name or not. When Mr. Cheng was talking about Quedu slowly, he had already found out. This young man did not have the appearance of being separated from the body at all. The spirit in his body was very compatible with his body, and there was no sign of movement.

He is himself.

"Young Master..." Yi Wusheng thought about it and felt that in the heart of a doctor, he should tell the truth. Although this seems to make Cheng Gongzi embarrassed for a while, it is better than taking the dreams seriously.

"Actually—" Yi Wusheng was about to make it clear.

I felt like something was tapped on my waist.

Those who practice swordsmanship are most sensitive to swords. Even without looking at him, he knew that it was the tip of Xiao Fuxuan's scabbard.

In the next second, he heard Xiao Fuxuan's voice coming from the tip of the sword.

He heard Xiao Fuxuan say in a deep voice, "Swallow it back and say another word."

Doctor Wusheng: "..."

Doctor Wusheng: "???"

He was confused and didn't know why he couldn't tell the truth. He couldn't "feel" what Tiansu Shangxian meant. But since Xiao Fuxuan said so, there is no need for him to be unhappy.

He has indeed seen similar people, most of whom are relatives of the dreamer. He is afraid that breaking through the dream will make people sad, so he wants to protect them. After all, according to the description, that magpie is indeed a comfortable place, at least much better than the current world.

Doctor Wusheng swallowed the original words and said, "Actually, the situation is quite easy for the son. Give me a few days, and I will send the son back."

He wouldn't live a few days anyway.

After saying this, he raised his eyes and saw that Young Master Cheng looked over, as if he was a little surprised by the answer. He glanced at Xiao Fuxuan's sword and pulled it back. The next moment, he tilted his head and smiled, and said, "Then Mr. Lao will be bothered."

Doctor Wusheng nodded, "Mmmm", and responded in a "chaotic" manner.

He withdrew his hand and leaned back against the wall of the carriage, continuing to hold his "medicine" bottle.

He was thinking "chaotically" in his heart.

Then I heard Cheng Gongzi suddenly say: "Xiao Fuxuan."

Xiao Fuxuan raised his eyelids.

The two were silent for a moment for some unknown reason, and then Mr. Cheng 'touched' his face and mumbled, "Have you been away from Chunfan City long enough? Can this disguise technique go away? The face is a little uncomfortable."

Yi Rongshu had already seen this point of Yi Rongshu, after all, Xiao Fuxuan, the immortal of Tiansu, did not look like this at all.

So he didn't have a big reaction, and he didn't ask much because of his upbringing.

He saw Xiao Fuxuan lift two fingers up, and the disguise technique was solved.

Then, Cheng Gongzi opposite him showed his original appearance little by little.

It was a face that everyone knew. Because it's too outrageous, you'll never forget it once you see it.

That is... Wu Xingxue.

"..."

Doctor Wusheng slowly leaned on the back of the chair, feeling that the last bit of his soul had collapsed.

He remembered that when he asked his name before, Wu Xingxue looked at him silently without opening his mouth, and it was obvious that he knew it.

He remembered what he was about to say just now, and instantly broke into a cold sweat—

He almost pressed Wu Xingxue's wrist, exposing the other party and saying, "You are the original owner, not a soul into the body." Now that I think about it, I am afraid.

Doctor Wusheng closed his eyes, didn't dare to move or speak, and stayed there quietly.

After a long time, he suddenly deceived the corpse in his heart.

its not right……

Why did Wu Xingxue, a devil known to the world, walk with Xiao Fuxuan, the immortal of Tiansu? ? ?

As for Xiao Fuxuan, he knew that Wu Xingxue was himself, but he still kept his mouth shut, and cooperated with him...why? ? ?