Chapter 688: Mountain Ghost Whispers

Black tiles and yellow walls, the back of the house is inlaid with beads, dark clouds and heavy rain, murderous intent is hidden.

"Interesting, what truth do you want to tell?"

Zou Sijiu looked at Zhai Chong and asked with a chuckle.

"Without the secret cooperation between me and 'Mountain Ghost' Yin Wen, you would not have been able to seize the initiative to build dreams so easily and build this place into a world without sequence, only martial arts. It maximizes your advantage."

"I have 20% of Huangliang's authority in my hand. If we really fight, you may not be my opponent."

Hearing Zou Sijiu's rebuttal, Zhai Chong didn't care and continued calmly: "You also said that it may not be the case. The six dream master rules may not lose to your 20% authority."

"I also have four dream master rules. So at most we are even, and no one has taken advantage of anyone."

Zou Sijiu's mercenary look made Zhai Chong's face darken slightly.

"If we are determined to fight you, then during this dream time, not a single one of your people would have died, including the group of Ming ghosts you brought in."

"Not dying doesn't necessarily mean you showed mercy. Could it be that you were willing but unable to do it? Besides, the two people who died under your command were just worthless Huangliang ghosts."

As he spoke, Shen Li had already stepped out of the eaves of the palace and walked into the heavy rain, heading straight for the group of ruffians huddled in the corner of the square.

Zhao Yin, who was mixed in the crowd, looked solemn, and his fingers kept stroking the strange mask hanging around his waist.

Ao Hu and Meng Chong also walked side by side to another place, where ordinary pilgrims and tourists were hiding from the rain.

However, if the fortune teller and interpreter were here, he would find that the pretty girl who had just escaped from him was also among them.

Shen Tu looked at the two strong men coming towards him, with a helpless bitter smile on his face. He shook his head and let go of the bun on top of his head. The moment his long hair fell on his shoulders, his simple temperament was stained with a strong charm, and there was a sharp edge in his right palm.

In an instant, the sound of swords and knives suddenly rang out in the rain.

Waves of murderous intent stirred in the humid air.

"So many Ming ghosts actually came in. Authority is really a good thing. It's a pity that I, Yin Wen, have bad luck in this life and I am not qualified to get involved."

Under a peony bush in full bloom, the fortune teller squatted on the ground, using the signboard of his meal as an umbrella to cover his head, looking at Zou Sijiu with envy, who was holding a black umbrella not far away and had a majestic aura.

"Good fortune and misfortune go hand in hand. Could it be that a lifetime of misfortune is also a lifetime of good fortune? The Yin-Yang order is not just a dream, but a strong spirit and good luck are the right way."

"Sell these two people like this? Or are you playing some tricks of sacrifice in the East Palace again? Will Zhan Shun suddenly appear in front of me soon?"

Zou Sijiu said with a smile, but the vigilance in his eyes was not reduced at all, but even more serious.

"At the beginning of the dream, Yin Wen and I did not lose our memories. Even if you wrote down the rule of [Heaven and Earth Live Together] here, we also have a way to kill you. It is impossible for you to have the opportunity to wait for the guidance of the Ten-Direction Bodhisattva and regain your memory."

Zhai Chong ignored the killing outside the eaves. It seemed that in his eyes, figuring out who took advantage in this dream was far more important than the lives of Zhao Yin and Shen Tu.

"If you say so, it is indeed me who took advantage."

Unexpectedly, this time Zou Sijiu did not continue to refute stubbornly, but admitted it very frankly.

"But there is one thing I don't understand. How can you preserve your memories? Is it that my dream-making skills are so poor that you two real dreamers can't even substitute for me?"

Zhai Chong was silent for a moment. "Yin Wen's dream master rule is called [Yimeng Tingfeng]. Part of its effect is that it can prevent him from being addicted to any dream."

"This Zhai Chong, why is he so stupid to say everything? If the negotiation fails, won't it be troublesome for me to run away?"

The fortune teller muttered to himself, and when he raised his head, he bumped into Zou Sijiu's gaze.

When their eyes met, Yin Wen grinned, stuck out his butt, clasped his fists and bowed, as if to say hello to Zou Sijiu.

"So that's how it is. But I don't understand what you mean. Do you want me to feel guilty, spare your lives, and let you leave the dream?"

Zou Sijiu looked at Zhai Chong again and said with a smile: "If I remember correctly, you were the first to set up a trap to kill me in Yongle Cave Heaven. What's the plot now?"

Zhai Chong said in a deep voice: "Everything before was just a pretense. If it weren't for the situation, Yin Wen and I would not want to get involved in this mess."

Yin Wen, who was squatting in the distance, seemed to be able to hear the conversation between the two from the wind. He nodded repeatedly, with a bitter look on his face and sighed.

"Are you going to rebel against Zhan Shun?"

Zou Sijiu suddenly laughed out loud. He had dealt with the East Palace many times and had seen many people trying to persuade him to surrender, but it was the first time he had met someone who wanted to betray the East Palace.

And Zhai Chong and Yin Wen were not ordinary people. They were the only two true dream masters he knew of among the nine kings of the East Palace, except for the 'God King' Zhan Shun.

Is Zhan Shun really so unpopular, or is this another self-torture trick?

Zou Sijiu was a little unsure, and asked: "Since you don't want to get involved, why don't you leave the East Palace earlier? The Deep Sea has billions of dreams, and it is vast and boundless. Even if Zhan Shun is the second-level Yin-Yang Sequence Master, can he still plunder you one dream after another?"

"The dream sea is boundless, but the present world has boundaries. Zou Sijiu, you are also a dream master. You should know that for us, the physical body is not only a shackle for us to swim in the dream sea, but also a beacon that guides us back to the present world."

Zhai Chong said in a bleak tone: "It is not difficult to escape from dreams, but if we lose our physical body, sooner or later we will be lost in the sea of ​​​​yellow beams, and our cognition will be dispersed by countless dream identities, and eventually we will become the same as the yellow beam ghosts. exist."

The other party was telling the truth, but in Zou Sijiu's view, this truth was a bit extreme.

A Yin Yang sequence three dream master is completely lost in the deep sea. He doesn't know how many dreams he has to experience and how long he will be reincarnated.

And even if you lose your own body, you can still use a method similar to that of the Yellow Liang Ghost to seize the bodies of ordinary people who are linked to the dream and return to the real world. It can even be like a ghost like Aohu, inhabiting some special creations.

The situation that Zhai Chong said will not happen.

"I know what you want to say, but do you think any of Mo Xu's families today dares to risk offending Zhan Shun to help us? Or are you willing to take away an ordinary person and watch your sequence gene fall again? Lock, died of despair in degeneration?”

"It's so fucking miserable."

Yin Wen squatted under the flowers and felt sorry for himself. The linen cover of the pole above his head that read "Iron Mouth Dies Life" could not block the pouring raindrops. His clothes were all soaked and he was in a miserable state.

"In the Nether Sea at the moment, Concubine Yuan Ming has occupied most of Zhan Shun's attention. In addition, you created dreams with your authority, which temporarily blocked Zhan Shun's prying eyes, so we took the risk."

"If that were not the case, Yin Wen and I would rather fight you to the death and continue to wait for the next opportunity than contact you rashly."

One was under the eaves nearby, and the other was in the rain far away. The two of them sang together with sincerity, and it didn't look like they were acting.

"Since your life is being controlled by others, why do you insist on rebelling? Do you really hate Zhan Shun so much?"

Zou Sijiu asked after pondering for a moment.

"How can you not hate? How can you not be afraid?"

Zhai Chong spoke in a faint voice and turned to look at the fighting going on in the rain.

Zhao Yin had already put on that mask, but the idle gangsters in front of him were no match for Shen Li, and they were all chopped down with a knife.

Shentu on the other side was also in a desperate situation. The tough Minggui led by Aohu and Mengchong surrounded her, and it was only a matter of time before she was overwhelmed by the sea of ​​people.

"The Nine Lords of Donghuang are just some ghosts and demons who pretend to be fake. Even if they hold the rules of the Dream Lord, these ghosts are still as stupid as pigs."

Zhai Chong looked resentful and said: "When I think that the Dream Lord Rules that I have written down with my whole life may fall into the hands of these pickled things, I can't wait to pull out Zhan Shun's skin and eat his flesh! "

Most of the nine kings of the Donghuanghui are ghosts who alternately take charge of the rules of the dream master who don't know who they once belonged to.

Zou Sijiu had already seen this.

"The reason why Yin Wen and I are not dead now is just because he has not yet cultivated the Huangliang ghost who can take over the rules of our Dream Master. But that day is probably not far away."

Zhai Chong laughed angrily: "In the eyes of Zhan Shun, we are just pigs that breed rules. We are the beams and eight pillars on which he builds his dream world, and the stepping stones for him to completely integrate with Huangliang!"      In the heavy rain! , Zhao Yin was chopped in half by Shen Li, and his upper body fell into the rain. The cracked mask on his face revealed a pair of eyes as fierce as a wolf dog, staring at Zhai Chong.

Phew!

Shen Tu's arms were captured by Aohu and Mengchong respectively, and were torn off alive.

Her broken body stood still, her face covered with blood was still charming, and she smiled at Zhai Chong.

"You can't run away, not one of you can run away."

The scene is strange and extremely scary.

"What would you do if you, Zou Sijiu, are in such a situation?"

Zhai Chong suddenly turned to look at Zou Sijiu, his eyes were bloodshot, and asked sternly: "Don't you fight for a chance of survival for yourself?"

"If it weren't for the unfairness of the world, who would be willing to do evil to a good man?"

Yin Wen let out a helpless sigh, threw away the signature cover in his hand, stood up and walked towards Zou Sijiu.

"We don't know where Zhan Shun came from or when he achieved Yin Yang Xu Er. The only thing that is clear is that his dream master rule is called [Dayan Xing Meng]."

"Dayan Xingmeng?"

Zou Sijiu frowned suddenly.

Yin Wen nodded and said: "That's right, it's the phrase 'Dayan Xing Meng' recited by the Yin-Yang sequence like you and me in the spell to call Huangliang. Including the 'back door' that is now circulated in the Yin-Yang sequence, absolutely Most of them were written by Zhan Shun."

"The relationship between Zhan Shun and Huang Liang seems not to be simple."

Zou Sijiu sighed secretly in his heart, but this was also expected. After all, based on the current position of the other party, he was undoubtedly Huang Liang's biological son.

Even if the relationship between the two is not simple, it is just more of a concubine and other abnormal emotions, just like Huang Shilie in the Japanese area.

The most outrageous thing is that underneath Zhan Shun's human appearance is Huang Liang's consciousness itself.

But no matter which one, it makes no difference to Zou Sijiu.

It's nothing more than life and death.

"Actually, Zhai Chong didn't tell you the truth just now."

Zou Sijiu raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

"He said we didn't run away because we couldn't bear to part with our physical bodies and couldn't be ordinary mortals. This sentence is a lie to you."

The appearance Yin Wen made up for himself was that of a middle-aged man with long eyebrows and small eyes. He was thin and his wet clothes clung to his body, making him look even more skinny.

It was like someone had eaten away all the flesh and blood, and all that was left was an empty skeleton.

But his eyes were extremely bright, which was far different from Zhai Chong's despair when he was on the verge of collapse.

"If we choose to give up this world and dive into the deep sea to escape, the result will only be worse."

Yin Wen smiled: "But we didn't hide it deliberately, we just didn't want to appear that our situation was too miserable, lest you take advantage of it. But then I thought about it, we only have this life left, what else is there? What can be lost?”

He walked to Zhai Chong's side, raised his hand and patted his friend in distress on the shoulder.

"We are now on the chopping block. There is no way out, and there is no room for bargaining. I just hope that Zou Mengzhu will treat us because we are all Yin and Yang, and we have never been enemies with you. Give a helping hand.”

The veins appeared on the back of Yin Wen's hand that was placed on Zhai Chong's shoulder. She pressed the other person down and bowed deeply towards Zou Sijiu.

What kind of temperament does Zou Sijiu have?

In Shen Li's view, the other party may seem careless, domineering and mean-spirited on the surface, but in reality he is as considerate as his hair and always warm.

It's not like a fancy person with a tiger's heart sniffing the roses. It's just that he's used to seeing people being cruel and indifferent, but he doesn't change his own heart.

With the rain falling from the sky, Shen Li washed the blood on his hands, raised his head and signaled to Ao Hu and others not to get close, and they all followed him out of the Tianhou Palace.

During the whole process, he didn't say a word to Zou Sijiu, who was meditating under the eaves.

With Shen Li's own temperament, if he were to change positions at this moment, he would not pay attention to these two people and just kill them in one go.

But no matter what Zou Sijiu chooses in the end, he will fully support it.

Of course, the most important point is that Zou Sijiu has the brightest mind among his group.

If these two people want to plot against Zou Sijiu, they will only dig their own holes.

"You two, please don't do this. You'll be in danger. To be honest, I also want to draw a sword to help when there is injustice, but who is Zhan Shun? I, Zou Sijiu, have no ability to snatch it from him. People? If you don’t get up, I’ll have to kowtow to you. I’m here.”

Shen Li, who had already reached the door, heard the shouting from under the eaves of the palace, and a smile appeared on his face with his back to everyone.

Yin Wen raised his head and looked at Zou Sijiu, who was shouting lively but not moving at all. The anxiety in his eyes had subsided a lot.

If the other party doesn't refuse directly, then there is still hope of continuing the conversation. Whether it can succeed in the end depends on whether the conditions offered by the two of them can impress the other party.

On the contrary, if Zou Sijiu agrees to help, Yin Wen may still be uneasy and suspect that the other party has other hidden purposes.

"Zou Mengzhu is joking, how dare we do that kind of thing. As long as you are willing to give us this chance to survive, we will definitely repay you. No matter whether we end up dead or alive, we will not let you Busy in vain.”

Yin Wen nodded and bowed, with a respectful and even humble tone. Not only did Zou Sijiu not feel comfortable, but he felt a little depressed.

Everyone is the master of the three dreams of Yin and Yang, and Yin and Wen achieved the order far earlier than themselves, but now they have to put down all face and dignity in order to survive.

Face and dignity are of no use. Zou Sijiu has thrown away these two things long ago. Living is better than anything else.

But now it was someone else's turn to beg him like this, but he felt uncomfortable all over.

"Now that we have talked about it, let's stop talking in circles. Since we can't talk about feelings, let's talk about business. As long as you offer the starting price, then I will have the courage to touch the tiger's butt once!"

"Zou Mengzhu is really happy."

As Yin Wen spoke, he raised his hand and slapped Zhai Chong on the back.

"My old friend's Dream Ruler is called [Paiyan Tianfang]. The name may seem a bit unintelligible, but its actual function is very simple. It can help you write down another Dream Ruler according to your wishes. For example, Zou Mengzhu, the method of inviting gods that you usually use."

Yin Wen paused and explained the pros and cons clearly.

"Of course, this is just a substitution, and it is shared. If Zhai Chong dies, the Dream Lord rule will naturally dissipate. Before that, both you and him can use this Dream Lord rule."

Yin Wen carefully observed the changing expressions on Zou Sijiu's face and continued to throw out his bids.

"As for me [Yi Meng Ting Feng], in addition to being able to keep myself awake, I can also detect some hidden methods of others."

Yin Wen said softly: "It is best to seal the [Yongzhen Loess] and [Changye Seal] in your hands with authority first. Things used by Zhan Shun must be guarded."

Zou Sijiu, who was aroused by Zhai Chong's ability, was immediately chilled by these words.

However, the thoughts that emerged in his mind were not Zhan Shun's cold intentions, but the foresight of another old man.

"Let's make a lot of money. Could it be that Old Man Zhang had figured out all this early in the morning? He can't be so evil, right?"