webnovelvip Chapter 28 028 The man in the dream
Chapter 28 028 The man in the dream
Bai Simu's small farmyard is not very big, and the surroundings of the small courtyard are full of bamboos. When he entered the small courtyard from the outside, he discovered a "formation" hidden in the bamboo forest.
Peng Yi walked all the way, and suddenly realized: "I said, why is it so familiar, this is exactly the same as the bamboo forest outside your fairy palace."
At that time, he was still surprised, other fairy palaces were full of fairy spirits, why was there a mortal bamboo forest planted outside the Feather Palace.
It turns out, is it the same as this place?
Bai Simu raised his hand and pushed open the gate of the courtyard. At that moment, the whole small courtyard seemed to wake up suddenly. The surrounding bamboo forest began to shake. Lift your spirits.
This person actually sealed the entire courtyard.
Bai Simu turned his head and closed the door, but suddenly remembered a question.
"I'll go out for a while, tell Zhang Shan, you can do it yourself."
After speaking, the person disappeared in front of the door.
Although the yard is small, it is extremely exquisite. There are vegetable gardens and gardens. There are some crops like green vegetables in the vegetable garden, and there are only a few wintersweet plants blooming in the garden.
In addition, there are several exquisitely shaped rooms, all of which are connected by corridors, which are not exquisite.
Peng Yi stepped on the door of the main house, was about to open the door and go in? He accidentally caught a glimpse of the empty flower pot next to the house, and couldn't help but think: Where did the orchids go?
When this idea first appeared, he was shocked by himself.
Why did he think that orchids should be planted in this flowerpot.
Peng Yi withdrew his gaze and pushed open the door. There was no light in the room, but with his eyesight, everything was clear.
This is a main room, in the middle of the room is a square table, and there are some pens, ink, paper and inkstones on the table.
There are bookshelves all around the house, filled with all kinds of books, and a piano is placed near the window.
He lifted his foot to go in? The sense of familiarity made him stop.
He has obviously never been here before, but why does it feel so familiar, as if he has lived here for a long, long time.
Peng Yi stood where he was, not going any further. He felt that he must have entered a magic barrier, otherwise how could there be so many illusions?
"What are you doing standing here? Why don't you light the lamp?"
Bai Simu came back soon, he paced into the room, followed by the lights that gradually turned on, and the whole room was brightly illuminated.
Peng Yi opened his mouth, but didn't know what to ask? What.
He turned around and closed the door. The strong wind and cold outside the house were all shut out, leaving only two people in the house looking at each other silently.
It's strange, in the past there was not a time when the two of them were alone, but Peng Yi felt that there was never a moment that made him feel uneasy like now, with a little bit of tension that came from nowhere.
What is he nervous about?
Bai Simu probably noticed something unusual about him. Usually at this time, this person should be a monster. It is really unusual that this meeting is so quiet.
His eyes fell on the swollen hand, he raised his hand and took out a dagger, and walked towards?
Peng Yi couldn't help but take a step back. He took two steps back, looked at the knife, and asked in surprise, "What are you doing?"
Simu Bai: "Give the poison."
Peng Yi covered it? Behind that hand? He took two steps back: "Are you sure it was poisoning and not murder?"
Bai Simu almost rolled his eyes at him, he stepped forward in twos and threes, snatched the steamed bun hand, and slashed the knife in his palm without hesitation.
Peng Yi just planned to call out twice to respond to the scene, but found that it didn't hurt at all, and the scream that was about to come out of his throat was swallowed back again.
Black blood flowed down the palm quickly, all of which was gathered by Bai Simu with spiritual power and put into the jade bottle.
See Peng Yi? Although the palm is still purple and black, the swelling has gradually subsided, and it is not as swollen as it was at the beginning.
Bai Simu let out blood and said: "Although this can't detoxify, but the bad blood will be released, and the hand will not be useless."
Peng Yi lowered his eyes to look at this man, Bai Simu dragged his hand, moved very carefully, and his eyes were quite focused. After squeezing the blood, he took out a bottle of medicine powder and sprinkled all on the wound On top of that, use?spiritual power to seal the medicine in the wound.
After finishing all this, the man fetched another basin of warm water and wiped his hands clean, being careful in every place, as if this was not a hand, but some precious and fragile porcelain.
"I just used some common antidote to control the wound first. The poison of the spirit fox is quite domineering. This medicine can only control it for a while. We still need to catch the fox."
Bai Simu is usually not a very kind person, but for some reason, in this room, he seems to have a kind of relaxation and freedom that is different from the past. He can't say it, but he can clearly feel it. That pleasant feeling.
Peng Yi looked at this hand that was no longer swollen, and asked softly: "Bai Mutou, if this was my own hand, would you be so cautious?"
As soon as he asked this question, he became annoyed, why not ask this question?
Although the relationship between the two of them is not as tense as it used to be, it is not to this extent.
Bai Simu's expression was different from before, with a little more undetectable tenderness, and he replied: "Isn't this hand now? Is it yours?"
When he said this... for some reason, Peng Yi felt an illusion of pampering. This thought? It made his scalp tingle and his whole body tremble.
There is really no way to stay in this house.
"I'm sleepy, I want to sleep for a while, and I'm going to feel dizzy after putting so much blood."
Peng Yi held his forehead with one hand, closed his eyes slightly, and wanted to leave here. He felt that if he stayed like this any longer, his whole body would probably feel uncomfortable.
Bai Simu was already sitting at the table, raised his pen and didn't know what he was writing, and said, "There is a bed in the next room."
Peng Yi didn't even dare to look at him, he opened the door and walked out?
It wasn't until he left that Bai Simu put down his pen. On the table was a piece of rice paper with a portrait of a person on it. If Peng Yi came over curiously to take a look, he would know that the person in the portrait was him. For myself, I can naturally know where the portraits in the secret room of the Feather Palace came from.
Bai Simu seemed to sigh slightly, a look of tiredness welling up between his brows.
He has practiced the way of ruthlessness since he was a child, but he never thought that because of a love calamity, he would be so irreparable.
If you can't get out of this room, you can't leave this small courtyard.
Peng Yi...has become his obsession.
The room next door is closed? Peng Yi, whose eyes are slumbering, can't sleep anymore.
This room, this yard, including the bamboo forest outside, all have a feeling of deja vu.
What happened to him during the calamity half a year ago, and why? Can't even remember it?
Peng Yi just kept his eyes open like this, looked at the roof, thought wildly for a while, and fell asleep without knowing it.
"Lu Jinyuan, you said that you have a serious face all day long, and you look like you don't want to get close to strangers. Even a girl was scared away by you."
"Lu Jinyuan, I sprained my ankle, please carry me on your back."
"Lu Jinyuan, this is a precious book that I found from a peddler after a lot of hard work. I will hide it with you first, but my father must not see it."
"Young Lord Lu, what's wrong with that girl from the Xiao family? I won't allow you to marry her?"
"Ayuan, in the future? Let's find a place where no one can find it, just you and me, let's not care about these things anymore?"
"Lu Jinyuan, are you taking? I'll go."
Peng Yi opened his eyes suddenly, and in an instant, the severe pain hit his head directly from the depths of his soul, and his whole body trembled from the pain.
He bit his lower lip tightly, unwilling to let out the slightest sound?
His head seemed to sink into the ocean, and it was completely empty in an instant.
The severe pain actually caused him to break out in a cold sweat, soaking his entire underwear.
Peng Yi sat up slowly, and after the pain passed, he opened his eyes in confusion, and couldn't help muttering: "Lu Jinyuan."
However, only this name is engraved on my heart like a soldering iron, but no matter how many things there are, I can't remember anything.
Peng Yi's eyes gradually cleared up, but also gradually darkened.
What exactly happened in the calamity half a year ago would make his heart tremble just thinking about it, who is Lu Jinyuan?Why is this name so familiar, just chanting it? I feel warm and sad at the same time.
Peng Yi sat on the bed for a long time, until Bai Simu's call came from outside the door?
"Come out when you wake up."
Peng Yi quickly changed his clothes, cleaned himself up, and went out.
It was too late yesterday, and he hadn't been able to take a good look at this yard. At this moment, it seems that although this place is simple, its corners and corners are all incomparably delicate. It is not difficult to see how meticulous the owner is.
Bai Simu has already packed up, just waiting for Peng Yi to come out and go out together.
"That spirit fox was hit by me last night. Even if his life is safe, he must have been seriously injured. At least he won't be able to come out to do evil again in the next few days. I sent a message to the monarch yesterday to let him Contact Yaozu, give me an explanation?"
Bai Simu seemed to be in a good mood, and took the initiative to explain to Peng Yi.
But Peng Yi was a little absent-minded. He looked at the person standing beside him and couldn't help asking, "Then what are we going to do today?"
Bai Simu glanced at him, and walked out the door: "I'll take you to taste the delicacies of Shangyi City."
The word food really moved Peng Yi's heart.
As a demon with advanced cultivation base, it is not necessary for him to eat or not.
But Peng Yi has no resistance to delicious food since he was a child. He has to taste it when he comes across it. He can keep eating and eating until he feels tired, and then he will throw it away.
Hearing Bai Simu say this, he couldn't help being happy.
"Bai Mutou, are you facing? Shangyi City seems to be quite familiar with it. I heard from Xing Dan that you experienced calamity in the lower realm half a year ago? You are here. Can you chat with me?"
Peng Yi looked around as he walked.
Shangyi City is a big city, even though there was a monster killing incident recently, there are still many people coming and going on the streets during the day.
The restaurants and teahouses were still bustling, and both sides of the road were full of peddlers, and it was indescribably comfortable for the two of them to be in such a bustling city.
Hearing Peng Yi's question, Bai Simu pondered for a while, and said softly, "Do you really want to hear it?"
Peng Yi turned his head and picked up a candied haws handed over by a street vendor, dropped the money, took a bite, and then replied: "I'm curious, tell me."
Bai Simu paused for a while, then slowly said: "Actually, it's just an ordinary robbery. After staying in the human world for decades, after the robbery is over, he returned to the Immortal Palace."
Peng Yi frowned at the sourness of the hawthorn in the core of the candied haws. Before he swallowed it, he murmured and said, "Aren't you useless? Who doesn't know."
Bai Simu stopped, and suddenly stretched out his hand to him.
Peng Yi's mouth moved: "What are you doing?"
Simu Bai: "Don't move."
His thumb twirled the corner of Pengyi's mouth, helping him to wipe off a grain of sugar residue on the corner of his mouth.
Peng Yi's face flushed a little immediately, and he said in a buzzing voice, "I can just come by myself or not."
Bai Simu put his hands behind his back, twirled his fingers, and walked up without saying a word.
Because of his actions, Peng Yi successfully forgot to continue to ask about Bai Simu's calamity, but couldn't help but touched the corner of his mouth to make sure there was no sugar residue, and then followed up.
The faces of both of them are top-grade, in order not to attract attention, they even specially cast spells to cover up.
But they can hide their faces, but they can't hide their clothes. The clothes they wear? The fabrics are not ordinary at first glance. Naturally, there are many? Hawkers come forward to sell their products.
"Look at my porcelain, it is a treasure from the previous dynasty, with a history of more than 100 years?"
"My lord, look at this precious sword of mine. This is for the Queen of the Hidden Sword Villa. It is a peerless sword made by a swordsmith. It cuts iron like mud. It is easy to catch monsters and goblins. Come and get one!"
Peng Yi looked at this hidden sword with no weight, and said with a smile: "I said you can use this sword to cut tofu, but to cut people? Forget it. If you encounter ghosts and ghosts, you must go to die. of."
"Young master, what did you say? If you don't like this sword, why don't you take a look at my collection of paintings. These paintings are all treasures, and some of them are extinct."
Peng Yi was actually not interested, but thought that the little boss was watching? It was a bit amusing, so he couldn't help but tease him. He unfolded a picture and asked, "Extinction? What kind of extinction? Could it be what it is? Made by famous painters?"
The peddler looked around, leaned over and whispered, "I have a portrait of the former prince here. If you want it, I can sell it to you at a discount."
Peng Yi raised his eyebrows: "The former prince? Very special? Special?"
The peddler looked suspiciously at him. He glanced at him, and the young man in front of him didn't look like an uninformed person. He whispered, "Have you heard of the former prince Lu Jinyuan? That is the appearance of heaven and man. She has a unique face, who wouldn't want to take a second look."
As soon as the words Lu Jinyuan came out, Peng Yi couldn't hear anything, only these words echoed in his ears.
"I am sincerely doing business with you. If you want, I can sell it to you at this price."
As the peddler said, he took out the scroll and counted with his five fingers.
Peng Yi lowered his eyes slightly, and landed on this well-rolled painting, and took out the money without hesitation.
Simu Bai naturally heard what the peddler said.
He looked at Peng Yi with complicated eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
After Peng Yi got the painting, he wanted to open it to have a look, but it seemed quite inappropriate in this busy city.
He held the painting in his hand, stopped looking around, and dragged Bai Simu straight to the restaurant, asking for a private room.
Bai Simu asked curiously, "Why did you buy this painting?"
Peng Yi paused, smiled and said, "I just want to see who is better than our former prince Lu Jinyuan and our Bailing Immortal Venerable."
Talking? He raised his hand and unfolded the scroll.
Then? The whole person was stunned.
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Bai Simu: Give me the money, I'll get you a mirror
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Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 at Erqiao;
Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 2 bridges;
Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 5 bottles like smoke; 3 bottles of amy;
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