bookcurios Chapter 207 Verbal Control?
Chapter 207 Verbal Control?
Looking at the other people in the car, she pinched her thumb, squinted her eyes, and wondered if she was still dreaming.
If this is her dream, and they have entered into a dream within a dream, that would be terrifying.
She secretly twisted her thigh, wincing in pain. Su Fengling looked at her in confusion.
He asked, "Sister, what are you doing?"
She shook her head; the pain was real, it must be real, right?
The fog gradually dissipated, revealing towering trees on both sides of the road, with a dark, shimmering light ahead.
There was a beast-drawn carriage parked in front, and Liu Huzi was standing next to it, still looking simple-minded.
He seemed to have no ulterior motives, as if he wasn't the mastermind behind it all; he even smiled and waved at them.
How did you get lost?
His tone was also endearing, and he didn't seem to have any ill intentions.
This left everyone puzzled, as Miaoqing even held the cat in her arms.
He spoke first: "You didn't even realize your cat was lost? I chased after it the whole way!"
Miao Qing's lips curled up, thinking to herself, "Let's see how you try to deny it now."
But when everyone looked at the cat in his hand again, it had turned into a piece of wood!
Liu scratched the back of his head and squinted.
"What are you all talking about? The cat is sleeping soundly in the car."
Miao Qing's hands trembled, and the wooden block fell to the ground. She looked at the people in the car; they could all testify.
He was holding a living person back then, how did he inexplicably turn into a piece of wood?
Zhongli Yueluo got out of the car cautiously, and the group did not approach Liu Huzi, who acted as if everything was normal.
The more abnormal it seemed to them, the more they felt trapped in the environment surrounded by towering trees.
"What are you all standing there for? If you don't follow, it will be too late to get to Shadow City."
Without making any further moves, he got into the car and drove off.
Zhongli Yueluo looked around at the group, unsure whether to continue in the car and follow, or what to say?
They decided to hold back for the time being and could only discuss the matter internally.
Then he got into the car and followed closely behind Liu Huzi's car.
Strange, I didn't sense the aura of the Demon Petal. Could it really not be Liu Huzi?
Zhongli Yueluo called out from behind, "Brother Liu, why don't I ride in the same carriage with you?"
The men were puzzled as to why she suddenly said that, and while they were worried, they did not stop her.
Liu Hu Zi was taken aback, but did not refuse. He slowly stopped the car, and Zhong Li Yue Luo climbed into it.
She looked into the car and saw the cat curled up in a ball, sleeping soundly.
She walked over to touch the cat, but Liu Huzi's eyes suddenly turned fierce: "Stop!"
Her voice was also very stern, and Zhongli Yueluo quickly withdrew her hand: "I was just worried that the cat would get cold."
"He's not cold!" Because he's having the warmest dream...
The car continued forward out of the towering forest. I thought something was going to happen, but nothing did.
They arrived at the city gate of Shadow City quite smoothly, but the place looked lifeless.
The guards on the city gate all looked like dead men, standing there motionless.
Liu Huzi pulled out a warrant with something written on it, and the door slowly opened.
Once inside the city gate, the pedestrians on the road seemed somewhat fake, all wearing the same expression.
It felt like stepping into a ghost town.
Liu Huzi got out of the car and stared at Zhongli Yueluo: "Everyone has arrived at their destination, so I will not travel with you."
They had indeed arrived at their destination. Liu Huzi, carrying the cat, drove the cart into a livestock tavern.
The group remained on the street, looking at each other, at a loss for what to do.
He Yuhuan frowned as he smelled the odors emanating from the street; it seemed that none of them were edible.
Zhongli Yueluo looked at the passersby and grabbed one of the young men, asking, "Where is an inn around here?"
The man turned his head mechanically, his eyes empty and lifeless, pointing to the end of the street.
There was a rather inconspicuous inn sign hanging there, just the word "inn" written on it, without a name.
Yan Ruoyu looked at Su Fengjun: "Young Master Feng, is this the custom of the Ghost Clan?"
At this moment, Su Fengjun and Su Fengling frowned deeply; they rarely came to this border city.
But when I passed by a few times, the scene was definitely not like it is now.
"There's a problem!" he answered in a low voice.
Zhongli Yueluo looked around and saw that the pancakes sold by the vendors in the distance were covered with mold.
This is really not right!
He Yuhuan gagged repeatedly; the smell was even more disgusting than the thousand-year-old rotting corpses she had ever encountered.
The group steeled themselves and headed towards the inn. An old woman stood at the entrance, her eyes rolling back in her head, looking particularly terrifying.
"Looking for a room, ladies?" The voice was hoarse like a broken gong, revealing a mouthful of black teeth.
Zhongli Yueluo's eyes twitched: "I need three rooms."
"I'm afraid it won't be enough for our many distinguished guests. Three rooms are hardly enough."
Zhongli Yueluo was stunned for a moment, forgetting to include Miaoqing in the calculation, and looked at him impatiently: "Four rooms."
"Alright, four rooms in the upper rooms."
They pulled out four signs from somewhere and handed them to them, pointing out the way upstairs.
The room is quite clean; you really can't judge a book by its cover.
But in this kind of environment, who could sleep? The group gathered in a room and started a small meeting.
But before I knew it, I felt dizzy and drowsy, and the things in front of me gradually became blurry.
In the end, they all slumped onto the table.
Dream
When I opened my eyes, I was still in the same room, but it had become dilapidated and smelled of decay.
The group looked at each other, realizing they had been tricked after all, but this time everyone was clear-headed.
"So this is a dream?" Zhongli Yueluo asked them.
They were unsure, but nodded nonetheless. Looking downstairs, they saw rotting corpses everywhere.
Perhaps this is the true face of this place; corrupted by plague demons, the people are living in misery.
He Yuhuan grimaced; the smell was so strong she could hardly breathe: "Master, it stinks!"
They could smell it too, of course, but they were all dreaming this time, so how were they supposed to wake up?
As they walked down, the old woman with black teeth and white eyes was still there, giving them a bitter smile.
"Gentlemen, have you rested well? Would you like some food?"
There was a mass of something wriggling on the table; it looked disgusting.
He Yuhuan's eyes lit up when she heard there was food, but when she saw the pile of food, she got so angry that she went over and overturned the table.
"What's wrong? Why is our honored guest unhappy? He even overturned the table."
The old woman with black teeth and white eyes spoke and moved in a slow, unhurried manner, almost mechanically.
Yin Yi pointed his sword directly at her: "What exactly did you do?"
"Oh dear, distinguished guests, it's not good to start fighting!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Yin Yi lost his grip on the sword and it fell to the ground with a clatter.
It was as if her language possessed some kind of magic.