Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 280: Covered by Mist

There aren't many things that can make the spirit of the weapon so angry. In fact, this guy will only be so anxious when he meets his prey, and there seems to be very few things that can make him lose his temper.

Han Yu simply left Ling Wuce alone and found a secluded place to sit cross-legged, then explored his sea of ​​consciousness.

At this moment, the sea of ​​consciousness was already filled with fog. The spirit of the weapon took small steps back, moving away from the bottle.

The current state of the bottle is extremely strange. Why does it release this mist for no reason?

He recognized these fogs. As long as they were released, they could be prevented from being spied on by others. So what was going on now?
The bottle didn't seem to have any intention of stopping. The fog spread faster and faster, and finally even the spirit of the weapon was enveloped. The entire sea of ​​consciousness was gray and could not see clearly at all.

"How is this going?"

Han Yu was full of confusion, so he asked the spirit of the weapon.

Xiao Liuli's unpleasant voice came from the mist, "You ask me, who should I ask?"

God knows what's wrong with Pingzi. It just happened suddenly for no reason.

As it finished speaking, mist began to emerge from Han Yu's eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and then covered his entire body. Wherever it touched his flesh, it sank directly into it, and the rest of it continued to seep in through his sleeves and trouser legs.

In just a moment, Han Yu was completely enveloped by the fog.

"Tell me, is there a possibility that someone is spying on me?"

Han Yu was thoughtful. The bottle covered his sea of ​​consciousness and himself completely, so it was unlikely to be a problem with the bottle, but rather a problem with the outside world.

He knew very well what the fog was used for, so it was very likely that someone was spying on him.

There was just one thing he didn't understand. What kind of clever method did the other party use to spy on him that made Pingzi go to so much trouble?
It was destined that no one would be able to answer the doubts. After doing all this, Pingzi returned to calmness, leaving only the gray sea of ​​consciousness and the confused Han Yu.

Fortunately, all the mist outside the body was directly absorbed into the flesh and blood. From the outside, Han Yu seemed to be normal.

When he returned to the Bund, Ling Wu Ce stood there looking around. When he saw Han Yu coming back, he asked curiously.

"Did something happen?"

Han Yu's hurried departure not long ago could not be faked, so it was not appropriate for him to follow him.

Now that he has come back, I couldn't help but ask him about the doubts in my heart.

The speculation that someone was spying was based on the fog. The fog came from the glass bottle, and the glass bottle was something that could not be told to others, so Han Yu could only shake his head.

"fine."

Seeing that Han Yu was unwilling to talk, he did not continue to ask, but just gently reminded, "If you are not afraid in the future, Quan Xiaotong owes you a lot of favors. If you have any problems in the future, you can ask for help from the fifth floor."

But after he finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing, because he suddenly realized that there seemed to be very little that the fifth floor could do to help him.

As for magic weapons, Han Yu, who is a pure physical practitioner, has no use for them.

When it comes to elixirs, the Baicao Division probably doesn't want to show off their own elixirs.

In terms of strength, Han Yu can fight and run, and there are not many places where he can be used on the fifth floor, but whenever he can be used, it will probably be a big trouble.

"If you keep doing this favor, Quan Xiaotong will probably move out of his job and make room for you to pay off the debt."

Ling Wu Ce joked that this was of course a joke, but he had indeed accumulated a lot of favors.

Outside the beach, the migration went extremely smoothly, and now the entire old site of the village has disappeared without a trace.

About an hour later, a monk from the monastery came back and saluted Ling Wuce with his fists clasped.

"Dean Ling, everything has been simply settled."

For a short while, even the court could not create a village out of nothing. The so-called resettlement was actually just a chicken feather to use the houses of Haishi City to temporarily house these villagers, and the cruise ship of Haishi City would not go ashore for the time being. All supplies were sent back to the ship by the monks of the government office, and it would stay for a few more days. It was easy for the Ministry of Heavenly Works to build a village in a few days.

As for the wood spirit, it was even more casual. It found a piece of vacant land and took root there directly. Just as Ling Wuce had expected, after finding a place, this guy couldn't stand the loneliness and appeared in the form of a spirit, frolicking around the location of Haishi City.

When the two returned to Haishi City, they could already see this guy passing by the street happily several times.

"Look, if we make Seastone City more prosperous, do you think we can keep it?"

Ling Wu Ce was naturally happy to see this. This kind of powerful creature in the world was not afraid of it liking the worldly life.

The more it likes it, the more stable Haishi City will be in the future.

"Then you should consider giving it a guard position."

Han Yu said half-jokingly.

Who knew that the old ghost Ling Wuce was actually interested. His old face looked thoughtful, as if he was really considering its feasibility.

"No, you don't mean to do this for real, do you?"

Han Yu was frightened by his expression, and then his face became extremely strange. If Mu Ling was really allowed to be the guard, it would take a very weird person to do such a thing. Would he still want to keep this city? Would it be destroyed directly?

"Not really. Look at those villagers who have been worshipping it for a thousand years. Isn't that pretty good?"

Ling Wuce held his chin and thought for a moment before speaking.

This is indeed true. The villagers told us that ever since their ancestors were rescued by the wood spirits thousands of years ago, they have been blessed and have thrived for thousands of years.

After so many years, judging by the villagers' unchanging admiration for him, it seems that not only has their life not been disturbed, but that they are living an extremely comfortable life.

From this we can see that wood spirits actually have a natural habit of protecting life.

Han Yu, who had been kicked in the face, had reservations about this. Ling Wuce was probably unaware that this thing was quite good at swearing.

At midnight, thick fog obscured the full moon.

And the fog obscured the sea of ​​consciousness.

Ouch!
A soft sound came from the sea of ​​consciousness. Han Yu turned over on the deck of the government boat and wanted to probe into the sea of ​​consciousness to check the elixir. Then he felt unwell.

In the thick fog, not only could I not see the effects of the elixir, I couldn't even see where the elixir was.

"Hey, hurry up and find some pills!"

He called out to the spirit of the weapon.

"If you can't find it, ask the bottle. Why are you asking me?"

The spirit of the weapon spoke reluctantly, but it still made some movement.

A quarter of an hour later.

"...Han Yu, I'm lost in your sea of ​​consciousness."

Han Yu's face fell at the words of the weapon spirit. This was too outrageous. The gray sea of ​​consciousness not only isolated him from the outside world, but also isolated himself.

What about my pills?
"You should think about what I should do?"

The spirit of the weapon suddenly spoke in grievance. It was the most miserable one. Now it was in the dark in its sea of ​​consciousness, surrounded by fog. It was no exaggeration to say that it had just gotten up to help Han Yu find the elixir, but now it couldn't even find the bottle.

(End of this chapter)