Zhao Guojian clothed money, this word "wang" caught Cheng Zhiyuan's eyes.

Ou Lao said: "Please help me send this bamboo slip to Handan to a cloth dyer named Yao. He lives in the southwest area of ​​Handan City. The main entrance of the city faces south. When you enter the city, go directly to the left.

The three forks in the road lead inward... Remember you are in the city, not outside the city, don't go astray."

Cheng Zhiyuan asked: "Let me send it off, Sikou is not afraid of something going wrong?"

Ou Lao: "Okay, okay, everyone here has seen your ability, Liang Que, what do you think?"

Liang Que responded hummingly, but he didn't know when he grabbed two steamed buns in his hand: "His ability... is higher than mine."

"Look, this is enough. Neither Gai Nie nor Meng Chuan are here. You can go ahead. I believe in your ability. It's just a matter of sending a letter. It's no big deal."

Cheng Zhiyuan thought to himself that this was not a big deal. If he was just sending letters, there should be a special messenger in Yuci City. Why not let the messenger go and let him go instead?

"I still have something to do, I wonder if I can put it off for a few days?"

Cheng Zhiyuan thought about it and asked: "I guess this bamboo slip is an urgent matter..."

"No, there's no rush. It doesn't matter if you wait a few days."

Ou Lao didn't know what he was planning, so he gave Cheng Zhiyuan an unexpected response. The latter pondered for a few minutes and then nodded: "Okay, I will set off in a few days. Thank you, Ou Lao."

"It's okay, go ahead."

Ou Lao waved his hand, and Cheng Zhiyuan went to his residence. Outside the door curtain, most of the demon-slayers in Xingxiu Mansion lived not far from Xingxiu Mansion. In official terms, they were all sent by the superiors.

Wherever you live, if you don’t live there, you won’t live in vain.

boom!

However, just after leaving Xingxiu Mansion and not walking far, Cheng Zhiyuan met a man at the corner. The man bumped into Cheng Zhiyuan recklessly, but the latter did not move, while the man suddenly fell backwards.

He stood up in a hurry, without even apologizing to Cheng Zhiyuan, and walked quickly towards Xingxiu Mansion. Cheng Zhiyuan turned his head and suddenly frowned. At this moment, his left eye turned into a blue-white dragon pupil, staring at that person's eyes.

The back view lasted for a while.

(In ancient times, there were gods and men who could see monsters with blue eyes and ghosts with white eyes.)

"Hiss! (So hungry, so hungry!)"

The yellow snake lay limply on Cheng Zhiyuan's shoulder, and the latter looked at it for a while before the blue-white color in his left eye gradually disappeared.

This was not performed by Cheng Zhiyuan, but the eyes activated the Jade Dragon Eyes on their own.

"There is no monster...what's going on?"

Cheng Zhiyuan was a little strange and confused, but at the moment it was better to go back quickly and fulfill his promise to the Insect God to enter the dream. As for sending the bamboo slips, since Sikou had promised him to postpone it, there was no need to think more about it.

That's right, it's just a gift. Although I don't know the reason, I guess there are no other problems.

...

When Cheng Zhiyuan left Xingxiu Mansion, Liang Que asked strangely: "Sikou, what are those bamboo slips? I hear what you mean, why do you have to let Zhiyuan deliver it?"

There were two scrolls of bamboo slips in Ou Lao's hand. He looked back and said: "Wang Di Bu and Gan Dan Dao, do you know why I asked this kid to deliver them? I originally wanted to give them to the messenger, but

The demon sword that Cheng Zhiyuan was carrying before seemed a bit unusual."

"I saw a blood cuckoo. Is that the power of the black sword or its spirituality?"

The old man touched his chin: "Mr. Yao may be happy to see the arrival of this boy. He may be able to help Mr. Yao solve some things that he has been unable to solve recently."

Liang Que was confused. She had no idea who Mr. Yao was, but she knew that the surname Yao was a great one. He was a descendant of Emperor Shun, and the words Wangdi, Gandan and Dujuan were also inextricably linked.

relation..

He rolled his eyes and realized that his thoughts had nothing to do with him.

"Okay, if you have something to do, go and have a rest..."

The old man was just about to let Liang Que leave, but at this moment, someone hurried in from outside. It was the guy who had bumped into Cheng Zhiyuan before.

"Oops, too bad!"

He looked a little bad. When the old man saw him, he yelled: "What are you doing in a panic? How about it? Gai Nie went to find Meng Chuan before. Did you find him?"

"No... Mr. Guy sent a message and asked me to bring you something."

He fumbled with his clothes and took out something, which was a dark round ball. But the old man, or not just the old man, including Liang Que, also changed his expression when he saw it!

The visitor came with a cry: "What Mr. Gai found in the west field of Shuiyong Temple was Mr. Meng's eyes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people were startled. Many of the demon hunters stood up, and some even looked horrified.

What do you mean? Mengchuan was killed?

.....

Cheng Zhiyuan returned to his residence. He had gone to Huqi Mountain in a hurry with Liang Que, but had only stayed here for less than two days. Now the house was empty, except for a bed and a cabinet. It could almost be described as a house with bare walls.

Lock the door, hang a wooden sign outside and write the words "Do Not Disturb While You're Dreaming", then go into the back room, close the door to the back room, get on the bed, lean against the wall, and put yourself out of the room.

The little gold he got from the fat man was thrown to the loser, and he began to silently recite the formula left by Tian Zifang in his heart.

His eyes began to blur, just like the divine encounter in the Qilian Mountains. The dream butterfly appeared and stayed on the tip of Cheng Zhiyuan's nose, and the latter's eyes finally closed. At this moment, the physical body and the soul were separated. The former remained in the real world, and the latter

The person falls into a dream.

The yellow snake was chewing the gold, and suddenly its body froze, its head tilted, its eyes were blurry, and it fell on Cheng Zhiyuan, and then the whole little snake became illusive.

Cheng Zhiyuan fell into a dream, and at this moment, the jade in his chest suddenly shone brightly and gradually disappeared into Cheng Zhiyuan's chest.

Great dreams for thousands of years, hundreds of phantom bones.

Cheng Zhiyuan felt as if a long time had passed in a moment. When he opened his eyes again, the dream butterflies began to fly and gradually turned into light rain and dissipated. At the same time, he left behind a way to return, which was to recite the words left by Tian Zifang three times again.

.

The sound of the big drum shook the sky and the earth. Cheng Zhiyuan looked at the clothes he was wearing. This was not the clothes of the Zhou Dynasty people, but a more noble ancient clothes. It was not what it looked like in history, but was similar to the clothes in mythology.

dong dong

Cheng Zhiyuan was in a house. The decoration here was not what ordinary people could have. However, his body was still the same as before, but his dress had changed. This made Cheng Zhiyuan feel very puzzled.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and a maid suddenly came in. Cheng Zhiyuan looked at her. The maid did not feel anything unusual, but said respectfully to Cheng Zhiyuan: "Sir, please come over, your Majesty."

King, which king?

Cheng Zhiyuan frowned, not knowing what kind of world he had come to. He walked to the door and suddenly had something to worry about. He remembered that the drums were loudly ringing before, and he expected something would happen today, so he said to the maid: "I was feeling uneasy just now. I heard something outside.

The drums are playing loudly, what a happy day it is today?"

The maid did not doubt that he was there, but instead smiled and said: "Yes, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, is summoned for this very matter. Today, the Twelve Drums are played, because the King of Su State is afraid of His Majesty's power and has already surrendered. Your Majesty,

Sir, please go and accept the surrender ceremony of Lord Su."

There are three sets of Shang drums and four sets of twelve, which symbolize the four seasons and can also be regarded as the sounds of celestial phenomena.

Is there Su State? Yin Shang?!

Cheng Zhiyuan's heart was suddenly shaken, and he hurriedly walked out. This was the city where the Su Kingdom was attacked. It was now the back garden of the Yin and Shang armies. He didn't go far when he suddenly ran into someone.

The man had a handsome face and looked to be in his early forties. Of course, the actual situation was probably more than forty.

"Master Cheng."
Chapter completed!