The Spirit World

Chapter 80 The Caged Bird
"Strange..." The old doctor measured Chang Yufeng's breath with his hand. The boy clenched his eyes, veins on his forehead bulged, and beads of sweat fell on the pile of herbs. It seemed that he was struggling violently in his sleep, which puzzled the old doctor for a moment: "Why is this happening?"

Logically speaking, Chang Yufeng should have woken up in three days, but now his reaction is more painful than the three days of peaceful sleep, and he even has tremors. His soul should have been soothed, but now, this situation is really tricky. The old doctor checked Chang Yufeng's pulse, and the green spiritual power passed through Chang Yufeng's body like a tiny snake, and quickly returned to the old doctor's sleeve. She frowned and asked Erica, who was sitting on the side and watching her: "Has anyone been here?"

"Emmmm" Erica tilted her head and thought, her big eyes narrowed in confusion: "Except for you, it seems that no one has come here. I fell asleep for a while, so... I am not very clear."

"Then... go find Grandpa Mingqiu and tell him to ask He Chao from the Spiritual Path to come as well."

"Oh!" Erica responded and ran out. The old doctor stared at Chang Yufeng and Lin'er and put his hands on the pile of herbs. The green spiritual power was transmitted to the herbs and flowed into Chang Yufeng and Lin'er's bodies. Their already trembling bodies began to calm down a little. This time, the root of their illness came from their mental illness, which could not be cured by external forces such as spiritual power. She looked at Lin'er. Her face full of deep red cracks was completely different from what it used to be. That white face had shown a happy expression to her on the first day of training. On that day, she looked at the injured girl with a lot of words in her heart that she couldn't say. That fluid energy corroded her body like a virus. Who would want such a little girl to learn such a domineering power? But to be honest, she had never seen this kind of fluid energy body. It was unprecedented and unheard of. In the spiritual world, anything is possible. She has lived for so long, so she naturally knows this. Maybe this little girl is a member of a small ethnic group. Before any uncontrollable threats appeared, no one could predict this kind of energy. After all, no one had seen it. She had also imagined what would happen to this little girl, but this kind of disease that was like sleeping in a dream was really hard to judge how to treat.

At this point, we can only check one by one. The basic physical condition has been checked clearly, and now we have to start checking from the dreams or the depths of the soul.

"Doctor grandma... they are here." Erica came running over. Her casual clothes were loose pink gorgeous clothes, which were more in the style of the Principality of Allan. Her strength has improved a lot now. Even after running for a long time, her breath did not fluctuate at all. This was indeed a trivial matter for the people of the Nieman family.

"What's wrong?" The chief steward's hunched back seemed to straighten up somewhat as he walked quickly.

"Why are you looking for He Chao?" The chief steward looked at the old doctor. The old doctor had already sat cross-legged, releasing green healing power in front of Chang Yufeng and Lin'er to calm the two people who were sweating profusely but showed no signs of waking up.

"Grandma, what do you want to talk to me about? I will do my best." A young man dressed in the uniform of the Star Department saluted, stood upright, and looked down at the old doctor respectfully.

"Grandson, use your soul-reading ability to probe into their current dreams..." The old doctor did not touch the green treatment, but stared at Chang Yufeng and Lin'er closely.

"Yes, grandma..." He Chao responded, stood still in an empty space in the secret room, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing. He put his hands together in the shape of a character, and a green soul suddenly rushed out from his head and landed on his shoulders. That was his soul. A small tapir squatted on his shoulder, looking at him.

"Go, Meng'an Tapir, enter their dreams." He Chao's appearance also began to change. The green soul slowly covered his whole body, and he suddenly turned into a tapir with a strange long nose. Erica was watching from the side and was very surprised. It was the first time she saw such a scene. The little Meng'an Tapir jumped into Chang Yufeng's body and disappeared.

"Do we really want to explore their dreams?" The chief steward looked at the old doctor who did not answer him and felt a little worried.

"We've already done it. Could it be that these two little guys still have some shameful secrets?" The old doctor still didn't move. She turned her head to look at the chief steward behind her and said unhappily: "Or is there something you don't want me to know..."

"That's not the case. I just think it's forbidden. It's never good to peek into other people's dreams..." The chief steward frowned as he watched the Meng'an tapir jump into Chang Yufeng's body.

Obviously, this is the only way to diagnose what went wrong more quickly. Now the two little guys look more like they are asleep, and it seems less and less like they are injured. The most important thing now is to check if they have been hit by any nightmare curse or something like that. Mingqiu actually wants to stop it.

The old doctor turned around and said calmly: "Mingqiu, I can't understand you any more..."

"..." The chief steward watched all this quietly. He Chao also sat down cross-legged, and formed a Taoist seal with his hands. A thin white curtain spread out in front of his chest, and Meng'an Tapir suddenly appeared on it. Everyone stared at the thin curtain, which was pitch black and they could not see anything at all.

This also means that Chang Yufeng was not under the nightmare curse, because he did not have any dreams at all. He Chao shook his head and looked helplessly at the chief steward and the old doctor. Meng An Mo Yiyue jumped out of Chang Yufeng's body again and shook his head.

"Grandma, Chief Steward...the young master didn't have any dreams." He Chao was a little childish, but he looked at the two elders very seriously.

"Then let's take a look at this little girl's." The old doctor grabbed the vanilla in his hand, and the green healing spell stopped, leaving only Lin'er's part.

This is not a good sign. He was already surprised that the young master could use spells to soothe the soul. Now that his soul has been regulated by him, he is still not awake and has not been hit by any nightmare spell. So, what is the problem that makes the young master still in a coma?

"Yes, grandma..." He Chao pointed in Lin'er's direction: "Go, Meng'an Mo."

The Meng'an tapir jumped out again and disappeared.

The image soon appeared on the thin white screen.

What it was like, a scene of hell on earth, with flames scorching the earth and red flames shooting up into the sky. In a place like a passage, strange buildings were floating in the air in pieces, black and white strips of fluid ran across the air, and vertical black and white strips of fluid stretched out from the center of the entire dream, like a huge prison of fire, or maybe a huge birdcage. Lin'er, floating in the center of the birdcage, seemed to have given up struggling in the ocean, with her hands and feet stretched out naturally, like a whale that had fallen to its death in the ocean, falling but never able to touch the bottom of the ocean, and could only fall endlessly.

"This... Damn it!" As Meng'an Mo's psychic, he had seen all kinds of dreams. Although he was very surprised, he quickly calmed down. Meng'an Mo stood outside the "bird cage" and looked at everything inside with fear.

“…” The old doctor looked at everything on the white screen with an ugly expression on his face.

Erica swallowed, a hungry feeling coming from her throat. She looked at everything on the white screen, feeling scared and uneasy.

The people of Wenti County are too sensitive to fire.

"..." The chief steward looked at Lin'er floating in the air and was speechless for a moment. What on earth had this little girl been through? Looking at Lin'er lying on the vanilla, her painful expression and the deep red cracks under her cracked white skin made his old bones feel distressed.

Suddenly, a flash of white lightning instantly stepped on the cage pillar next to the Meng'an tapir. It was a small man with a hideous face and sharp claws and fangs bared horribly. He looked viciously in the direction opposite him. His white shirt fluttered and the blood-red plum blossoms flashed a terrifying red light.

“Brother…brother!?”

I didn’t intend to write this “child” of mine. Yes, you heard it right, this is my “child”. I didn’t intend to write my “child” in the format of an online article. Fantasy novels are easy to start with (the settings and the like will be very attractive, such as the battle between gods and demons, and the magic of demons), but readers in the later stage will also guess based on the settings, and the author is not necessarily the best one, and the characters cannot moan without reason, and the plot cannot be stiff... emmm, so I still want to conceive and write slowly, to give myself a shot in the arm! As the saying goes, slow work makes fine work! Don’t fight with others, only fight with yourself! I want to get closer to real writing, constantly update the first, second, and third editions, and modify my first “child” endlessly.

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