Talk about the world of mortals in detail

After hearing Yi Shuyuan's words, Chu Hang felt unsure, and Yang Bencai on the side had already asked anxiously.

"Hey, Mr. Yi, Brother Chu, please stop playing riddles and talk to me quickly!"

"It's nothing, it's just that I keep having nightmares when I go back to Changfeng. Otherwise, although the capital is nice, it doesn't mean I don't want to come back!"

As he spoke, Chu Hang briefly talked about his troubles, and told Yang Ben to just know it himself, at least not to mention it at home. After all, in the eyes of his parents and family, his disease had been "cured."

After hearing the reason, Yang Bencai, who was originally slightly nervous and curious, suddenly lost most of his interest.

"It's just a dream, Brother Chu. I think you think too much. Your father must be very strict, right? When I was a child, my father used a stick to force me to study. I always had nightmares, and I always had nightmares, strange powers, and crazy things. Stop thinking about it!"

As soon as Yang Bencai said these words, Yi Shuyuan and Chu Hang both looked at him.

Hui Mian couldn't help but whisper in Yi Shuyuan's ear.

"How qualified is this guy to say such things?"

Chu Hang couldn't laugh or cry. Just as he was about to say something, Yi Shuyuan suddenly asked.

"You said you keep having nightmares since you returned to Changfeng?"

"Uh, yes. Did Mr. Yi notice something?"

Chu Hang asked expectantly.

Yi Shuyuan heard something else from Chu Hang's words just now.

"Not only in this home, but also if you stay in an inn in the city, you will also have nightmares?"

Chu Hang thought for a while and said.

"I didn't say this, maybe I was negligent. I would have nightmares as soon as I came home. I went out to live for a while, thinking I could get some peace and quiet, but then I would have nightmares again. It must have been something that was found at home. "

After Chu Hang said a few words, Yi Shuyuan probably got a taste of it.

Before, Chu Hang said he would have nightmares when he returned home. Yi Shuyuan thought it was within the Chu Mansion, but now it felt like it was coming from outside.

And Chu Hang rarely goes home, or even Changfeng Fucheng, because he has constant nightmares when he stays at "home" in Changfeng.

"Mr. Yi, what do you think?"

Yi Shuyuan looked at Chu Hang, then at Yang Bencai, who looked curious, and then looked outside the hall.

"Maybe this nightmare came from outside!"

It's no wonder that all the magicians and warlocks invited by the Chu family were helpless. On the one hand, the source of the nightmare may not be within the reach of these people. On the other hand, it is also because the source is not in the Chu family. Even though some of them have some skills, they are not strong enough. Wrong direction.

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In the evening, when they heard that their father was back, Yi Shuyuan and Yang Bencai could clearly see the anxiety on Chu Hang's face.

But when they actually saw Mr. Chu who had finished changing, Yi Shuyuan and others were already seated in the dining hall.

"Brother Chu, why hasn't your father come yet? Didn't he already arrive at the house just now?"

"My father is a man who cares about face. He just came back from the porcelain kiln. He must have gone to wash and change clothes. He will be here soon."

"oh!"

The servants on the side were still playing with the dishes and chopsticks, while Chu Hang's mother and young mother had just sat down.

"Mother, young mother, you guys are going to speak for me later!"

The two women smiled and nodded.

Yi Shuyuan and Yang Bencai looked at each other, the former smiling and the latter curious.

There were more and more dishes on the table, and Hui Mian, who was hiding in Yi Shuyuan's clothes, was already restless.

While they were talking here, the belated Mr. Chu arrived. As soon as he arrived at the door of the dining hall, everyone chatting inside suddenly became quiet.

Compared with Chu Hang's mother and young mother, Mr. Chu is indeed as Yang Bencai guessed, very difficult to get along with.

Mr. Chu's expression was very serious. When he saw Chu Hang, his brows furrowed into the character "Chuan" and his face turned a little dark.

Then when he faced Yi Shuyuan, Mr. Chu's expression suddenly became much better, and he stepped into the dining hall and raised his hands in greeting.

"This must be Mr. Yi. I have admired him for a long time. There are many praises in my brother-in-law's letters. Today, it is better to see him than to hear him for a long time. He is really extraordinary!"

Yi Shuyuan stood up and returned the greeting.

"Mr. Chu, you're too polite. Yi is just a wild man and doesn't deserve such praise!"

"Sir, there is no need to be humble, please sit down quickly!"

After saying that, Mr. Chu looked at Yang Bencai again. Seeing that he seemed a little nervous, he said with a smile.

"This is Hang'er's friend. Just treat it as if you are at your own home. Don't be polite!"

Yang Bencai immediately stood up and saluted.

"Thank you, Uncle Chu, for taking care of me."

Mr. Chu smiled and nodded, stretched out his hand and pressed it.

"No need to be polite, please sit down!"

Finally, Mr. Chu looked at Chu Hang, who looked up at his father slightly uneasily.

"snort!"

Facing Chu Hang, Mr. Chu just snorted without saying a single extra word, saying everything without saying anything.

"Oh, sir, Hang'er finally came back!" "Yes, sir, I'm just waiting for you to eat. Sit down quickly!"

"And the guests are here too. Are you hungry after a busy day?" "Don't be angry!"

After a few words of coaxing from his lovely wife and concubine, Mr. Chu said nothing more and walked half way around the table to sit at the main seat. Then everyone started eating with their chopsticks.

The atmosphere during the meal was quite harmonious, but obviously only Mr. Chu and Yi Shuyuan were the protagonists, because Mr. Chu frequently chatted with Yi Shuyuan, and the others could hardly talk to each other.

Mr. Chu is also a wonderful man. His biggest hobby is porcelain, and he makes porcelain himself. He often makes porcelain with the craftsmen, studying color development and craftsmanship. When he comes home, he is often stained with clay.

From calligraphy to some academic matters to some matters related to porcelain, Yi Shuyuan was able to talk to Mr. Chu and had unique insights, which made Mr. Chu overjoyed.

With Yi Shuyuan around, Chu Hang felt much less pressure at the dinner table. He neither scolded him for being uneducated nor urged him to get married or have children.

A meal can be regarded as a feast for both host and guest.

After the meal, Mr. Chu originally planned to invite Yi Shuyuan to the study for a long chat, but Yi Shuyuan refused because he needed to rest after a long journey.

After being busy at Xu's hour, several people finally settled down.

Chu Hang didn't sleep in his own room tonight, so he slept in the same room as Yang Bencai. He originally wanted to sleep with Yi Shuyuan, but Yi Shuyuan disagreed.

In Yi Shuyuan's room, he was lying on his side on the bed, and the oil lamp had been blown out.

Hui Mian was dealing with a big chicken leg next to the bed. This was the fairy chicken made by Chu Hang's mother herself. Yi Shuyuan secretly brought it to it during dinner.

While eating, Hui Mian kept talking.

"There are two fathers and sons. One wants to have a long chat with you, and the other wants to sleep in the same room with you. I almost thought that sir has become a power. Hmm, delicious! But sir, it's already night, what do you think? No?"

Yi Shuyuan used the weak moonlight to watch Hui Mian puffing up his cheeks and eating. The little guy used water control to control the juice, not so much to avoid soiling the bed as not to waste any flavor.

"Not yet, probably because Chu Hang hasn't fallen asleep yet, so I need to help him."

While talking, Yi Shuyuan thought of Qi Zhongbin's book, which contained a small method to make people sleepy.

But Yi Shuyuan doesn't need to know the other person's birthday or what personal belongings he carries, nor does he need to use secret methods over the years to raise a real sleepyhead.

It's just that the thoughts of mana are moving slightly, which naturally affects changes.

The next moment, a stream of white air gathered at Yi Shuyuan's fingertips, vaguely like the wings of flying insects.

Then Yi Shuyuan flicked his fingertips towards the window, and a white air invisible to ordinary people flew out from the crack of the window, and quickly flew into Chu Hang and Yang Bencai's house.

In the room next door, Yang Bencai, who was sleeping on the same quilt as Chu Hang, was about to fall asleep again, but Chu Hang gently patted his back at this moment.

"Brother Yang, are you asleep?"

Yang Bencai was woken up again.

"Ouch. Brother Chu, please spare me. You won't sleep, but I want to sleep."

This is at least the third time tonight.

"Well, I just can't sleep. Why don't you sleep? Huh."

Chu Hang said and yawned.

Yang Bencai turned sideways and looked at Chu Hang, and sighed again. It was just possible that he was dreaming. There was no need to do so.

"I said Brother Chu, you, why not"

Yang Ben was only halfway through his words when he realized that Chu Hang had made no movement and was still snoring weakly. He was stunned for a moment.

Falling asleep so quickly?

You're not just pretending, are you waiting for me to fall asleep and then patting me to wake me up?

Brother Chu won't torture me like this, right?

But Yang Bencai didn't care about anything and quickly pulled up the quilt and went to sleep.

In the room next door, Yi Shuyuan rested on his side with his hands on his hands. Until half an hour later, he felt something in his heart and got up from the bed.

Hui Mian, who was resting, immediately jumped on Yi Shuyuan.

Yi Shuyuan got out of bed and walked to the door, opened it gently, and then looked to the next door. The door was closed, but a few breaths later, a slightly blurry figure walked out of the room.

Hui Mian didn't seem to see anything and was still asking Yi Shuyuan.

"Sir, is there any movement?"

Yi Shuyuan was a little surprised. Hui Mian was not a high-minded person, but his eyes that could see the mountains and rivers and the fairy furnace were naturally extraordinary, but he couldn't see Chu Hang at this time?

Thinking this, Yi Shuyuan put his finger on Hui Mian's forehead.

As if there was a light in his head, Hui Mian immediately saw the blurry figure walking out of the house, and couldn't help but scream in surprise.

"Chu Hang? The spirit has escaped?"

"I didn't expect that it wasn't something that came from outside, but Chu Hang went out on his own. Follow me and have a look!"

Since it was Chu Hang's own soul that escaped and nothing happened after so many years, there shouldn't be much danger tonight, so Yi Shuyuan was not in a hurry to capture his soul.

Moreover, this soul is more like a part of the mind, or actually a part of the dream. Even if it is really gone, it will only be depressed and hazy for a while, and there will not be too much damage.

Yi Shuyuan followed Chu Hang all the way. In this case, Chu Hang was very fast. He reached the street almost immediately and kept walking along the street.

He didn't meet any ghosts and gods along the way. Even if he did, Yi Shuyuan doubted whether the ghosts and gods could find Chu Hang at this moment.

Chu Hang stopped in front of a restaurant. There seemed to be people drinking and having fun inside.

After a short pause, Chu Hang walked directly in from the alley next to the restaurant.

Yi Shuyuan looked at the name of the restaurant. It was the Wanghu Tower where Chu Mansion had ordered. Then he immediately followed Chu Hang back, only to see that there were houses behind him, and Chu Hang had stopped in the empty space behind the building.

"Sir, this building is called Wanghu Building, but where is the lake around?"

"have!"

As if to confirm Yi Shuyuan's words, Chu Hang actually jumped into a well in a restaurant.

This well is much larger than ordinary wells and looks very simple. The stone walls are carved with patterns all around. Although the wellhead is covered with a lid, it obviously cannot block Chu Hang at this moment.

"Shall we go too?"

Yi Shuyuan didn't answer. He said "tsk tsk" twice, swept his sleeves, lifted the board, and jumped into the well. Before his feet even touched the water, the water waves at the bottom of the well had automatically separated.

Then Yi Shuyuan submerged into the water and sank quickly.

The well was very deep and the water inside was very calm, but when Yi Shuyuan reached ten meters below, he felt a weak flow of water.

Sure enough, there is an undercurrent!

Yi Shuyuan's body shape changed to head down and feet up, walking against the water. Later, he discovered that the well was not a purely dug well, but semi-artificial and semi-natural. The further down, the inner wall became less regular, and then became thin and narrow. incline

Everything around him was dark, but with spiritual awareness, Yi Shuyuan could distinguish things clearly.

Until Yi Shuyuan passed through the passage extending from the wellhead, he completely entered a completely submerged underground waterway.

This waterway is straight in some places, curved in others, and has sharp marks in some places, but the thickness is always about the same.

"Sir, Chu Hang is in front!"

Yi Shuyuan was filled with curiosity and followed Chu Hang along the waterway. He didn't know how long it had been before the waterway seemed to have reached its end and merged directly into a huge underground water area.

This body of water is almost endless, like a vast lake in an underground water system.

The shadow of Chu Hang's soul was still moving downwards. Yi Shuyuan did not care about being curious about the surroundings and immediately followed him. A stone tower-like thing appeared vaguely at the bottom of the underground lake. Chu Hang suddenly Fly into it.

Just when Yi Shuyuan was about to follow him, a warning sign suddenly arose in his heart, and a depressing aura made him stand on his head with all the hair on his body!

In the dark water, or somewhere behind Yi Shuyuan, there was a ripple flowing that was different from the underground flow.

There's something in the "lake"!

This thing is not small!

"Moo."

There was a vague sound like a cow's cry echoing in the water.

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan's heart was directly in his throat. When the folding fan slipped out of his sleeve, the national quintessence that had not appeared for a long time was also forced out of his heart.

Damn it! ! !

Now the joke's on, there's a fucking dragon in this underground lake! ?