strange dream

Yang Che felt that he had had a very strange dream.

In the dream, he turned into a black ball of light half the size of a fist, swimming freely in a hazy world.

Suddenly, a green ball of light came in fiercely. This green ball of light was several times bigger than him, but the light was very dim. When he saw the black ball of light that Yang Che had transformed into, he was a little stunned and seemed to have eaten it. Startled. But soon, the green ball of light pounced forward fiercely and began to bite the black ball of light that Yang Che had transformed into.

Not to be outdone, Yang Che went up to bite him fiercely. Although the green ball of light was larger in size and quickly surrounded Yang Che, the fierceness of the black ball of light that Yang Che transformed into was far more powerful than the green ball of light.

Suddenly, no one could do anything to anyone, and a tug-of-war began.

Gradually, as time passed, the black ball of light transformed by Yang Che became more and more fierce, and it slowly began to gain the upper hand.

The green ball of light felt something was wrong and was taken aback again, but seemed to be extremely unwilling to do so. It bit Yang Che again. However, after Yang Che swallowed part of the green ball of light and tasted the wonderful taste in it, he became more ferocious and unstoppable.

Finally, the green ball of light realized that it was no match for Yang Che and began to flee towards this hazy world.

At this time, Yang Che had only one thought, and that was that he could not let this green ball of light escape no matter what. Under his strong thoughts, the hazy world suddenly changed, and faint arcs of light flashed, and the green ball of light unexpectedly disappeared. Completely shut in.

The black ball of light transformed by Yang Che was overjoyed when he saw this, and he quickly swallowed up the green ball of light. Then Yang Che seemed to still have more to say, hoping that the same ball of light would break in and let him eat enough, but after waiting for a long time, there was no more movement in this hazy world...

I don't know how long it took, but Yang Che felt a thrill all over his body, and finally opened his eyes faintly.

His body was extremely tired and weak, and his head was especially dizzy, making him a little confused. But soon, he woke up and remembered the green ball of light flying out of the flower and grass before he fell into coma, and the scene in his dream when he bit and devoured each other with the green ball of light.

Although Yang Che couldn't understand everything that happened, he was certain that the green ball of light definitely had ill intentions towards him and had evil intentions.

"Flower Demon?" Yang Che called out in a low voice, but there was no reply for a long time.

Yang Che's heart suddenly became cold. He managed to stand up, only to find that the strange flower had withered away at some point.

He had eaten one of the seven black fruits, and there were six left. At this time, they all became shriveled, leaving only a layer of dry skin. And the seven leaves were even more withered and yellow, falling off, and no longer had any color.

"Flower demon?"

"Flower Demon!"

...

Yang Che suddenly roared angrily.

But in the grotto, there was no sound from the flower demon before.

Yang Che has already guessed that the green ball of light is probably the flower demon. He doesn't know why all this is happening? He was confused, even scared.

But what's more, it's anger.

He felt that the flower demon was good to him, and he was full of gratitude and trust in the flower demon. But in the end, the flower demon had been lying to him and wanted to do evil things to him!

"Why, why, why..." At this moment, Yang Che's young heart was once again greatly traumatized.

He sat numbly on the stone bench and was in a daze for a long time. E

After that, Yang Che stood up with cold eyes and began to search the grotto carefully again.

At the same time, he had doubts in his mind. Although he had successfully cultivated the first level of Ziyuan Jue, his strength had not increased significantly except for some strange air currents in his Dantian that he didn't know the purpose of. So, could he be considered a cultivator? Where is the winner?

It is a pity that he is illiterate. Once the flower demon dies, he will not be able to continue practicing the Zi Yuan Jue. Yang Che made up his mind that after going out, he must first learn to read and digit.

There were two layers of storage stone grids, and nothing else was found. Yang Che came to the skeleton unknowingly.

When he reached out and touched it, the clothes on the skeleton and the skeleton itself turned into fly ash and disappeared.

"Huh?" Yang Che discovered that there was an open hidden compartment where the skeleton was sitting.

Inside there was a white flaky jade stone and a palm-sized square box made of unknown material.

Yang Che held the white flake jade in his hand and studied it for a long time but couldn't figure out what it was. Then he opened the square box and found that it was filled with embroidery needles?

It shouldn't be an embroidery needle, it's much thicker than an embroidery needle, and there's a mysterious sheen flowing on it.

After searching carefully for many times, Yang Che found nothing else, so he found three yellowed ancient books, a black scroll, four jade bottles, a piece of jade and a box filled with unknown fine needles. , wrapped in personal clothing.

Taking one last look at the withered horse chestnut, Yang Che first went to the entrance of the collapsed tunnel. After finding that there was no possibility of going up, he had no choice but to return to the grotto and walk down the underground river.

Previously, the flower demon had vaguely mentioned that this underground river flows to a canyon. Presumably we should be able to find a way out. When Yang Che finally walked out of Wanglong Mountain after going through twists and turns in the canyon, looking at the cloudless sky, for a moment, he didn't know where to go.

He originally planned to go directly to the town to learn how to read and write, and not return to Yangzhuang Village for the time being. But when I think about the things I brought with me, it would be bad if someone discovered them. Moreover, he was penniless and had nothing to do when he arrived in town.

But if he goes back to Yangzhuang Village and is 'missing' for more than two months, the people in the village will definitely become suspicious. Especially Yang Hu, he will definitely get to the bottom of it.

If he was already literate, he would definitely not go anywhere and just practice in the mountains until he was able to avenge his grandfather.

After thinking about it, Yang Che decided to go back to Yangzhuang Village first. After all, he feels safer in familiar places.

Waiting until nightfall, Yang Che quietly buried the contents of the baggage in an inconspicuous, deserted and weedy area outside the village. Then he returned to the village alone and walked towards the dilapidated earth house.

Before they even got close to the earthen house, a dog barked suddenly.

This is Yang Hu's dog. Hearing the noise, he started barking.

"Who?" Yang Hu opened the door and walked out holding a bright axe.

"It's me." Yang Che said coldly.

Hearing Yang Che's voice, Yang Hu was stunned for a moment, and then said with some surprise: "Yang Che? Are you still alive? Where have you been in the past two months? I thought you died outside."

Yang Hu's voice was very indifferent and indifferent. In his eyes, Yang Che was not even as good as his watchdog. So it doesn't matter to him whether Yang Che is dead or alive. It's just because of his reputation in the village. As long as Yang Che is in the village, he will hang on to Yang Che's life, so that others can't find fault with him for occupying several acres of Yang Che's farmland. gossip.

Yang Che didn't even bother to say a word to Yang Hu. He walked straight into his shabby earth house, lay down on the dry wooden bed, and fell asleep.

Yang Hu's eyes were filled with fire, but Yang Che had always had this cold attitude towards him. Even if he beat and scolded Yang Che every day and only gave him a meal every two days, Yang Che had never changed his attitude.

"Hmph, it's okay if you're not dead, I can still make a lot of money this time." Yang Hu snorted coldly and turned back into the house. E

After Yang Che returned to the village, it was as usual for several days without any abnormality. But late one night, he quietly went to the desolate weeds, brought back the things buried there, and hid them in the shabby house.

Strange to say, since Yang Che came back, Yang Hu actually brought him meals every day for the first time.

On the fifth day, as soon as he got up and walked out of the earthen house, he saw a fierce-looking stranger coming to Yang Hu's house.