East China Sea dust

Chapter 103

The flickering candlelight reflected the figure on the folds of the brocade quilt, making it long and narrow.

Zhang Qinglan had been nestled in Ao Zhan's arms and refused to let go, but the damage to his spirit and the continuous tossing made him mentally weak, so he soon fell asleep under the coaxing of the man.

When his breathing gradually became smooth and long, Ao Zhan stretched out his hand to fiddle with the young man's trembling eyelashes a few times, and dropped a few light kisses at the end of his eyes.At this time, she was willing to let go of her hand, supported Zhang Qinglan's shoulder, and put the person back to the lying position.

Ao Zhan sat sideways on the edge of the bed, clumsily tucking up the loose corner of the quilt.

Leaning over and kissing Zhang Qinglan's forehead, the man looked at his sleeping face silently for a moment by the faint candlelight at the side, then stood up and pulled down the curtain again to block the mottled light.

Opening the carved wooden door of the house, Ao Zhan stepped over the threshold, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Ao Dingbo standing in the courtyard.

There were still one or two unhealed bloodstains on the face of the Dragon King of the South China Sea, with his arms crossed and his back leaning against the big tree, he looked at Ao Zhan with rather complicated eyes, and his expression was indescribable.

This house is one of the palaces he built when he went ashore for fun in the past. The location is very secret, with mountains and dense forests in all directions. After nightfall, the cool wind blows, bringing the rustling sound of leaves.

Ao Zhan took the latch with his backhand, and then took a few steps forward, walking all the way in front of Ao Dingbo.

After all, he was still a hundred years younger, seeing Ao Zhan walking towards him, Ao Dingbo scratched his ears and cheeks, unable to hold back his restless heart: "Brother, are you really like this...?"

Ao Zhan reached out to pick up a dead leaf that fell on the opponent's shoulder: "How?"

"Just, that's it, don't ask anything?" Ao Dingbo was a little trembling after being stared at by his elder brother, but still bit the bullet to speak out.

"Don't be in a hurry." Ao Zhan paused, and said calmly, "Splitting the mind and soul is not a trivial matter, it needs to be recuperated."

"At least ask the matter clearly," Ao Dingbo disagreed with his statement, and frowned tightly: "No matter how bad it is, we must know what kind of hatred that bald donkey has against us, right?"

"Also," Ao Dingbo hurriedly followed behind Ao Zhan: "The human race has always been scheming, if Zhang Qinglan is with those people, and deliberately used bitter tricks to deceive your trust..."

Seeing that the voice of speaking became weaker and weaker, Ao Dingbo was frightened by the man who suddenly turned back and stared at him, his legs seemed to be frozen, and he didn't dare to follow.

Ao Zhan stood still, raised his eyebrows and glanced at him: "..."

Ao Dingbo pursed his lips, as if he knew how outrageous the things he had arranged, held back for a long time, probably in some unexplainable compensatory psychology, and then confessed: "Okay...Actually last time, big brother, you never After Na Laoshizi came out of the Nine Absolute Pagoda Formation, he saved you."

"I know."

Ao Dingbo finally felt the embarrassment of being seen through, and smirked a few times: "Aha, haha."

In a few words, he repeated the conversation Zhang Ningyue and Xuanlan used to threaten Zhang Qinglan. Seeing Ao Dingbo's eyes quickly darken, Ao Zhan raised his right arm without changing his face, and lifted the robe covering it: " Nor has he ever heard the so-called 'Oracle' with his own ears."

Under the moonlight, the red line of the soul eclipse Gu continued to extend upwards from the horizontal stripes on the wrist. At this time, it had already surpassed the bend of the arm and was about to spread to the heart.

Ao Zhan's voice was light: "Everything is just the one-sided story of that witch, and it's not credible. I'm afraid I have to find out the truth from the fact that I entered the world to practice 300 years ago."

Noticing the poison on the opponent's arm, Ao Dingbo drooped his brows and eyes in frustration: "If it weren't for the restriction of heaven...Brother, how could you be easily slandered by this witchcraft."

After Ao Zhan got the voodoo, Ao Dingbo ordered people to sneak into the southern border to search for the solution to the voodoo, and found that this soul-eating voodoo is actually one of the long-standing voodoo in southern Xinjiang. He became weaker and weaker day by day, and he fell into a coma and couldn't wake up. In the end, he was covered in flesh and blood in his sleep, and died of exhaustion.

It's just that the dragons themselves have strong muscles and bones, coupled with Ao Zhan's profound skills, so the effect of Gu poison seems to be different from that of ordinary people.

Recalling that Ao Zhan had been in a coma for three days and three nights, Ao Dingbo had lingering fears: "The harm of Gu poison is not unsolvable, but we need to find the mother Gu before we can make any plans."

"The mother Gu is on Zhang Ningyue," Ao Zhan said coldly, "It's just that I'm not in a hurry to remove it. Keeping this soul-eating Gu...maybe it will be beneficial to recall the past."

Ao Dingbo was surprised when he heard the words: "Huh?"

"I fell into a drowsiness on the day I was struck by the Gu," Ao Zhan explained to him patiently, "but the dream was different, it seemed to be recreating everything that happened a hundred years ago."

"There is such an anecdote in the world." Ao Dingbo was stunned when he heard it, and he couldn't help but open his mouth slightly, with a dull expression: "Then how much do you remember, brother?"

"Not much, that's why we need to keep this soul eclipse Gu for a while." Ao Zhan said calmly.

"Okay...but if the Gu poison is life-threatening when it happens, I will stop at nothing to catch that demon girl to relieve the Gu poison."

Speaking of this, Ao Dingbo's hanging heart finally fell half.After reacting, I realized that I was a little tired from standing, and couldn't help turning my head to loosen my muscles and bones.

As if suddenly remembering something, Ao Dingbo patted his head suddenly: "By the way, brother, the deer demon you brought back has woken up, do you want to take a look?"

Ao Zhan nodded after hearing the words: "Let's go."

*****

The thatched firewood house in the southeast corner of the courtyard is a little dilapidated, and the white ash painted on the wall has fallen off most of it, revealing mottled gaps, in the dim night, golden stars shine through those gaps.

Ao Dingbo took out a green-patterned key from his belt, inserted it into the lock with great effort, and managed to push open the door of the firewood room after tossing for a while.

Ao Zhan followed him into the firewood room, and the strong smell of bitter medicine came over his face.

In the corner where the thick straw was piled up, translucent golden chains bound the limbs of the young man, and the ends were firmly nailed to the ground. The majestic evil spirit bound him like a raging fire.

In the firewood room, only a kerosene lamp was hung on the beam, and now it was shaking because of the opening of the door. The dim orange light shone randomly, casting mixed shadows on the young man.

Hearing someone open the door, the deer demon nestled in the corner slowly opened a pair of almond eyes, and then turned his head away angrily, not giving the two people a look.

The young man was dressed in white clothes stained with blood, and most of his body was tightly wrapped in gauze, exuding a faint smell of medicine. The monster power that was so powerful when he fought against Ao Dingbo had dissipated without a trace, even himself His breath became almost weak.

Ao Dingbo squatted down first, poked the antlers with his hand, and said viciously: "Hey, you don't want to see us so much?"

Ao Zhan noticed the familiar silver bracelet on the left wrist of Lu Yao, and frowned.