You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 163 Dreams Covering All Directions
At noon the next day, the boat was about to reach the shore.

At the end of the river is a large lake with a checkpoint next to it. Merchant ships from Shangbao usually stop here, and the people at the checkpoint are responsible for receiving and unloading the goods.

Going out of the pass, there is a long straight road paved with bluestone slabs, which can accommodate horse-drawn carriages to carry goods.

The long road along the way is divided into three parts, leading to Xiliantai, Dongliantai and Dazhengmen respectively. The three places together constitute the northern fortress.

This time the situation was urgent and no merchant ships came to the Great Lake. Only their speedboat was going downstream and had already reached the sluice gate that blocked the Great Lake.

"Stop the boat!"

The boatman standing at the top shouted loudly, but he didn't know why, after he shouted, the sluice gate in front of him did not open, but stood quietly on the river, motionless.

"This is weird. In the past, the door opened before I even started shouting. What happened today?"

Guan Goudou walked to the side of the boat, looked sideways at the sluice in front of him, sniffed his nose, and frowned slightly.

"Master, there is a smell of death in the air."

“Is it very thick?”

"Very strong."

There was energy in Zuo Chen's eyes, and the energy of the entire sluice came into his sight.

The lake is full of life, with fish swimming and birds flying freely.

The place where people rest at the sluice gate is full of gray, and the life is fading away.

"Get off the boat and follow the dirt road."

Instead of waiting on the boat, they asked the porters to lower the ramp for disembarking and hurriedly left the boat.

Zuo Chen told the boatman to return to the city as soon as possible, and posted two disaster-avoidance and risk-avoidance notices on the boat to protect them from being attacked by evil creatures on the waterway.

After the boat left, several people came to the guard room next to the sluice gate.

The door is closed at this moment and I don't know what's inside.

"Master, let me open the door."

After saying that, Zhu Laoba walked carefully to the wooden door, knocked on it, and called out, "Is there any fellow villager here?"

After waiting for a few moments and seeing no response, Zhu Laoba then applied a little force with his hands.

The fragile wooden door in front of him made a crisp sound as it could not bear the weight and shattered into pieces in Zhu Laoba's hands.

The room was clean and neat, yet unusually quiet. The only sound was the even rise and fall of breathing.

He lowered his head again and saw many people lying on the ground in all directions.

They were leaning on the floor, lying on their backs on the table, or bending over the wall in weird postures, like a group of puppets with their strings cut, lying in a mess.

They were all fast asleep.

Among those who fell to the ground and fell asleep, more than half of them had withered and died.

Seeing this, Hu Wen's face instantly turned ugly!
How can you not see it? The sluice gate has been given a recipe for a dream!
But he only now realized that people trapped in dreams would gradually shrivel up and turn into this appearance.

Ning Wei, who was squatting on Hu Wen's shoulder, was furious and cursed with gnashing teeth:

"This evil dream can actually devour people!"

Hu Wen felt depressed.

This dream is weird. If it spreads, won’t it bring disaster to all the people in Youzhou?

More than half of the boatmen and fishermen who stayed behind here have died, and the rest are extremely weak, hanging on by a thread.

The continuous dreams were constantly devouring the lives of these ordinary people, and finally more than half of them became shriveled and were about to lose their lives.

Such a long dream is like a monster that eats people
It turns the flesh and blood into a cage, imprisoning the soul inside, and sinking it into a dream.

Zuo Chen waved his hand gently, and the wooden floor around him seemed to come alive, rolling into waves and carrying the person in front of him.

The living are placed on the left and the dead are placed on the right.

A careful check revealed that there were about thirty people stationed here, and nearly twenty of them had died.

Just blow out a breath of spiritual energy.

It was visible to the naked eye that the shriveled skin of the living people lying below recovered rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye they became no different from ordinary people.

After thinking about how to wake these people up, he reached into his pocket and took out the scissors that he had taken from County Magistrate Xun.

Just snap it casually in the air.

The sound of the cloth being split in two reached everyone's ears clearly. The scenery in front of Zuo Chen was cut apart, just like a piece of cloth being cut, hanging down and swaying in the wind on the floor.

Behind the curtain, there was an accountant holding an account book and gesticulating:

"Hurry up and get ready! It seems that a distinguished guest is coming from Shangbao's place, and he will be escorted by a large ship. We can't lose face here, so make preparations well! Catch a few more fish from the lake and let the distinguished guest taste a whole fish feast"!
The person in the dream was minding his own business and seemed unaware that Zuo Chen had cut a hole in the air.

The two demon kings standing beside Zuo Chen couldn't help but gasp.

Others who are not experienced enough may not be able to see it, but these two can clearly know how deep the power of this pair of scissors is!

It is easy to tear apart the boundary between reality and dreams, and allow others to get a glimpse of this profound dream. This is a great supernatural power, but it does not require any rituals, it is truly powerful.

Zuo Chen stared at the accountant who was shouting about the goods, and then looked in the direction of the deceased.

Among the dead bodies, the accountant was lying peacefully, his body was dry and dry, and he had been dead for a long time.

Concentrating his thoughts, Zuo Chen channeled his spiritual energy into the whistle.

Shouted loudly:
"Awake!"

At this moment, the sound seemed to break through the barriers between dreams and reality and reached the ears of the dreamer who was working.

Those who were still alive woke up as if from a dream and turned their heads to look in the direction of Zuo Chen.

And those who have died are still minding their own business, as if they are forever trapped in a dream.

"Snapped!"

The dream before everyone's eyes disappeared like a bubble that was popped.

And those who were lying on the ground finally slowly opened their eyes.

They were bewildered at first, as if they had just woken up from a dream. Then they looked around, looking in horror at the corpses around them and the sudden appearance of Zuo Chen and his group.

A young man propped himself up from the ground. He stared at Zuo Chen with wide eyes, then subconsciously stretched out his hand and pointed at him with trembling hands:

"You...I just saw you!"

He was obviously frightened.

I was working honestly, but when I opened my eyes, I found that the colleagues I had just been working with were dead, with wrinkles all over their bodies. Plus, the last person I saw was this Taoist priest, so how could I not think of something wrong?

They were all scared to death, but fortunately Hu Wen stepped forward and took out his walking sign, and the misunderstanding was resolved.

After they calmed down, Zuo Chen asked some questions. It turned out that the remaining group of people had no idea that they had fallen into a dream. They only remembered that they had received a message from the communication incense early in the morning, saying that an important nobleman was going north from Shangbao, so they were busy all day.

Now all the people in charge of the sluice gate are dead, and the only ones left are some laborers who are not good at talking. After confirming that it was Zuo Chen who saved all of them, they kowtowed to Zuo Chen and others repeatedly to express their gratitude.

"Stay here for a few more days and bury these bodies. Wait another three days. If there is no news, then go up the river to Shangbao City and find Yi You. Tell him everything that happened here."

Hu Wen said a few words to comfort him.

The laborers were panicked, but there was nothing they could do. They could only nod and agree to Hu Wen's request and pick up the bodies nearby.

Zuo Chen gave each of them a safety talisman. These laborers had been staying at the sluice gate the entire time, and they had obviously not heard the Taoist priest's rumors. They did not understand the effects of the talismans and were filled with panic, thinking that this small yellow paper talisman might not be able to save their lives.

Hu Wen could also see what these laborers were thinking, but unfortunately, there were so many urgent matters and trivial matters at the moment that Hu Wen really couldn't spare the time to comfort them. He could only hastily persuade them to be at ease, and then set off with everyone.

On the way, Hu Wen felt depressed and was obviously in a bad mood because of this incident.

"It seems that this dream covers more than just Xiliantai." Zhu Laoba muttered, "They have only slept for one day and they have become so dry. What about other places..."

Zhu Laoba felt something was wrong here and closed his mouth. Hu Wen pressed his temples with his hands and didn't dare to think too much.

Ning Wei also had a worried look on his face: "When I first had the dream, I and my brothers didn't react and thought we were still in Xiliantai. Later, when we went out for a walk, we realized that the surrounding scenery was not right. It was the same as these porters."

"Brother Zhu, Brother Guan, you two said before that you could jump out of your dreams, right?" Hu Wen asked as if he suddenly thought of something.

"Yes, after all, Pi Laolang and I are both innately perfect in Taoism. We can use our cultivation to stimulate our three souls and seven spirits, and wake ourselves up from this dream." Zhu Laoba nodded, but pointed at Hu Ni: "But this girl is not good enough. She only has brute force and does not know how to use any magic. She is trapped in there, and she is really trapped in there."

"I was thinking about Liu Xian." Hu Wen said, "Liu Xian is a land immortal, only strong, not weak. He is definitely not as good as the Taoist priest, but he should not be trapped in this dream. If there really is a thief who sets up a big altar to cause a dream, how could Liu Xian not notice it!"

"I've never met Liu Xian, so I don't know what you're talking about." Zhu Laoba shook his head.

Hu Wen sighed and looked into the distance.

Suddenly, a few black spots appeared on the horizon not far away. Monsters with twisted bodies were wriggling and dancing in them, wandering around the huge village.

They walked aimlessly, round and round, strolling around the village.

Hu Wen opened his eyes and leaned forward, almost jumping off his horse:
"Damn it! Evil creatures are surrounding the city! Why did these bastards come at this time instead of earlier or later?!"

Zuo Chen said nothing more. He turned his hand and made the clouds rise up, and directly lifted the carriage up on the spot, and rushed towards Xiliantai with everyone.

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