Swordsman Fengyunzhi

Chapter 1185 Nightmare
Chapter 120 The Second Nightmare

As time passed, the knife-wielding man got tired of this feeling, and also got tired of the words spoken by the other party. I saw him carrying the knife and rushing all the way, screaming continuously, which was bound to split the noisy person in front of him in half.

But when he got in front of the opponent, the man with the sword knocked him back with a single blow. He was not reconciled and continued to charge, but after a hundred rounds, the opponent was still unscathed, and he himself became embarrassed .

But what was unexpected was that the strength of the sword-bearer did not decrease but increased, and his every attack was improving. As his sword technique became more and more fierce, the face of the opposite sword-bearer gradually became bloodshot.

At this time, the bright red blood had already dyed the surrounding snow red, and the sword-bearer gradually fell from the upper hand, until the sword-bearer split the long sword in his hand into two pieces.

The sword-bearer collapsed on the ground, showing his bloodshot teeth and laughing wildly. He was still talking while laughing, but the knife-bearer was already red-eyed. He ignored what the other party said and swung the long knife at the man. The human head was cut off with a knife!

At this moment, the swarthy young man's body suddenly trembled, and he sat up abruptly with a jerk.

The young man was panting heavily, his eyes were blank, and he was trembling all over. He was just about to grab the quilt to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, but when he grabbed it, he realized that the quilt wrapped around him had already been covered with sweat. drenched.

"It's okay, it's just a dream."

It was midnight at this time, and there was no light outside the window. Lin Fenghuo patted his cheek, then got off the bed, fumbled to light a candle, and then poured himself a glass of water.

He held the tea cup in his hand and blew gently, as if he wanted to cool the water as soon as possible and drink it, but just holding it, the young man fell into deep thought.

This is the first time in his life that he had such a dream. The self in the dream is very strong, far stronger than the current self, but he dare not enjoy this power. He feels that this power does not belong to him, and it will cause Out of control.

He couldn't see who the opponent in the dream was, but the breath of the opponent made him feel very familiar, but the words the opponent said were a little strange, which made him feel very complicated now, as if that person shouldn't be like this, and he shouldn't It's time to get out of control, anyway, it's all very weird.

After thinking for a while, Lin Fenghuo realized that the water in the teacup was already cold. After he took a sip, he added some hot water again, drank it slowly, and fell back to sleep.

As everyone knows, outside his door, the young scholar has been watching all this. He was resting in meditation just now, when he suddenly felt an evil spirit spreading from the dark youth. The other party woke up suddenly. If he was still immersed in a dream, he might be backlashed by the evil spirit and completely lose consciousness.

Chen Chuantuo looked at the young man in front of him, and after confirming that the other party's evil spirit was no longer surging, he left slowly.

The next morning, Lin Fenghuo got out of bed. The dream last night still made him feel a little palpitating. After drinking a glass of water, he casually grabbed a piece of clothing and hurried to practice.

It was only after a few practice sessions in the martial arts arena that his stomach began to growl. It was fine at first, and he was able to hold it back, but as time passed, the dark-skinned young man felt more and more hungry. Presumably, the nightmare last night had consumed a lot of his energy.

So he resolutely gave up his morning exercise, put away his long knife and walked straight down the mountain.

This scene directly stunned the other disciples.

"Senior brother Lin, what are you doing here?"

"Buy it early."

"But the morning exercise isn't over yet..."

……

There is a small town at the foot of Xiaoyuan Academy. There are not many people in the town, even fewer than Yinren Town back then, but the people in the town are very rich. Most of them rely on the academy to make their fortunes. Compared with big cities, this place is more lively.

The swarthy young man clutched his stomach and ran all the way down the mountain. While running, he muttered:

"Hungry to death, starving to death..."

As soon as he arrived at the foot of the mountain, Lin Fenghuo couldn't wait to run to the steamed stuffed bun shop, but he didn't pay attention, and with a "bang", he knocked a boy upside down.

"Hey, are you going to kill me?!"

However, the dark young man was really hungry, so he apologized and continued to run forward.

When we arrived at the bun shop, new buns just came out of the oven. Lin Fenghuo didn't care what the stuffing was, so he picked up a basket and put it on the table to eat. Since he was so hungry, he ate it very fast. One bun was three It took two bites.

However, after he was full, Lin Fenghuo touched his wallet, but it was empty.

"Where's my purse?"

Seeing the other party groping up and down for a while, the shopkeeper selling steamed buns couldn't help but sarcastically said:
"Guest officer, I don't think you look like a beggar in what you're wearing, why can't you even get out a coin? Could it be that you want to have a free meal with me?"

Hearing the other party's ridicule, the dark-skinned young man became more and more anxious. He dressed in a hurry when he got up, and he couldn't remember whether he had gone out with a purse, so he explained:
"You wait for me to go back to the academy to get the money bag, and I will return it to you in a while."

After finishing speaking, he wanted to run in the direction of the mountain gate, but at this moment, the little shopkeeper stretched out his hand to stop him.

"The guest officer hasn't paid yet, how can he run ahead of time?"

Lin Fenghuo frowned and said:
"Didn't I say that when I go back to the academy to get the money, I can still afford just a few pennies."

"Hehe, who knows if you're going back to get the money or if you're going to run away?"

Hearing the other party's sarcasm, the young man was extremely anxious. In a fit of anger, he took off the long knife hanging from his waist, patted it horizontally in front of the other party, and said:

"It's a big deal, I'll put the knife on you first, and I'll take the money later."

The shopkeeper felt that this knife was extraordinary at a glance, so he nodded and said:
"It's not impossible, then the knife will be on me first."

After finishing speaking, he took the long knife and picked it up, while Lin Fenghuo ran to the academy in a hurry.

After he left, a servant sneaked out from the corner, holding a purse with the word "Lin" sewn on it. If Lin Fenghuo was here, he would definitely be able to recognize him at a glance. money bag, and this servant was the one he knocked down when he just came down the mountain.

"Boss, I've made a fortune this time, and there's actually 50 taels of silver in it."

The boy tapped the silver taels inside, and said with a wicked smile.

The shopkeeper reached for the money bag and put it in his arms.

"That kid looks like a fledgling calf at first glance, but this knife is good, and it looks like a high-quality product. You take this knife to the pawnshop and see how much it is worth, and take advantage of the guy not coming back for a while. Come on, let's run quickly."

(End of this chapter)