In the early morning, a clear chirping of birds sounded, and a ray of sunset shone through the branches of the welcoming pine, and squeezed into the half-open window crack and shone on the cheeks of the people on the bed.

The sinking eyelids trembled slightly, and they opened them a little while squinting, then immediately raised their hands to cover their eyes.

"hiss……"

As a result, when I raised my hand, a cramped muscle soreness immediately came and my consciousness immediately became clear.

A strong panic immediately rose from the bottom of his heart, fell to sit up from the bed, shrank, and hurriedly looked around.

I saw a narrow table on the side of the wall not far away, with a stack of shabby ancient books piled up on it. Not far away from the table, there was a window and door side by side. All of this was so familiar.

An expression of ecstasy appeared on Chen Luo's face, and he looked down at his body.

The clothes were intact. Although the body was sore, there were no scars. It felt like the discomfort caused by excessive exercise.

A sensation of mould mixed with the familiar smell of sandalwood rushed into his nose, making him unable to help but sneeze.

At this time, Chen Luo finally believed that he was in the residence of the Spring and Autumn Temple at this moment, rather than the ghost village with a yin energy.

"What happened last night was just a nightmare!" Chen Luo touched the real wooden bed under him and breathed a long sigh. All the situations last night were still vivid in his mind, and for a moment he had the illusion that he felt like he was a different life.

Chen Luo raised his sleeves and wiped his forehead. He found that his forehead and sideburns were soaked with sweat, and even his back was damp, and some were pressed against his back, feeling very uncomfortable.

He sat in the bed for a while in a daze, and then he realized that his usual thunderous time had passed, and he was almost delayed in his morning practice.

"It's just a dream..." Chen Luo said a few words to himself, as if he wanted to force himself to convince himself, then moved and got out of bed.

Who would have thought that as soon as his feet were stepping on the blue cloth shoes, he felt his legs weak as soon as he stood up, and he threw himself straight forward. When he tried to support his body with his arms, he realized that his arms were as soft as they were, and he fell straight to the ground.

"Ouch..."

Chen Luo cried out, struggled to get up from the ground, and sat back on the edge of the bed little by little.

At this time, he noticed that something was really wrong with his body. Although his body was not very good, he was obviously very exhausted now.

"What the hell is going on?" He began to feel a little horrified. If he had just had a simple sleep and had a nightmare, it would never have been like this.

In fact, since the Yin Qi invaded his body, Shen Luo has had many nightmares. He has encountered all kinds of strange dreams, but when he thinks about it, the feeling is completely different from what he experienced last night.

Besides, if it was really just a dream, how could his memory of the dream be so clear and real, and how could his body be so tired? It was like he had really experienced a fierce battle.

But if it is not a dream, how should I explain it? Could it be that I really dreamt to go down the mountain, went to a village at the foot of the mountain, and then came back to sleepwalking?

But this doesn't make sense. Last night in that mountain village, he lost his life, his whole body was covered in scars, and his clothes were torn like rags. He shouldn't be like this now.

Thinking of this, Chen Luo's expression became gloomy and gloomy. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that what happened last night was too strange, and he felt that his head seemed to be a little bigger.

He rubbed his brows with his hands, leaned back, and simply lay back on the bed.

There was a "bang".

Chen Luo felt as if he had encountered something hard in his head. He suddenly felt excited and sat up again, and quickly turned around and took a look.

I saw a long and square yellow object on the head of the bed, which was the "treasure" he had found before, the mysterious ancient jade pillow, and the pillow made of rattan was squeezed aside and against the wall.

Shen Luo was stunned!

Last night, he actually slept on this jade pillow for a whole night without knowing it!

But he clearly remembered that before going to bed last night, he put this thing on the head of his bed with the pile of ancient books on the table.

"Can't it be... the nightmare Is last night related to this? Or is it that the jade pillow itself is an unclean thing?"

He remembers a record in "The Chronicle of Zhang Tianshi's Demons", saying that a scholar in Qi'an County, Lingnan picked up an ancient bronze mirror by the river while on a spring outing. He saw the word "Xiaoyao" written on the back of it, and thought it was an ancient artifact, so he took it back to his home for collection.

As a result, a female ghost was sealed in the Xiaoyao mirror. Every night on full moon, she would come out of the mirror and absorb his yang energy. If Master Zhang had not come here and helped him, the scholar would have cut off his yang energy and would not know how to die.

When he thought of this story, Chen Luo didn't care about his weakness and hurriedly got out of the bed, took the small wolf-haired cone from the table, poked over the other end of the pen, and gently poked the jade pillow on the bed.

The jade pillow moved backwards. No abnormal light illuminated or any evil ghosts rushed out. It looked no different from ordinary things.

Chen Luo was still a little worried, so he took out a small porcelain bottle, poured out some cinnabar from it, rubbed it with both hands, and then carefully stretched out a index finger and pointed a jade pillow with his fingertips.

Apart from the cool touch of the jade pillow, there is still nothing abnormal.

"Don't be possessed by some evil spirit again..." Chen Luo took back his hand, still frowned slightly, feeling a little restless.

He thought for a moment, glanced at the jade pillow, walked quickly to the door, sat cross-legged on the ground, held the Yuan in his hands, kept his mind in one's mind, and began to silently use the Xiaohua Yang Gong.

However, he was a little distracted by the dream last night. At this moment, he wanted to keep his mind alone, but he was unable to enter into meditation for a long time. It took him two hours to finally use the Xiaohua Yang Gong to operate a small circle.

The exercises are very smooth, and the yang energy in the body fills every part of the body.
Chapter completed!