All the ancestors in the capital begged me to be a substitute

Chapter 233 The Intoxicated Illusion

As soon as Shen Lingxi entered the courtyard, she heard the sound of fighting in the dark courtyard.

Chun Jun and Mu Huai'an guarded her side with guarded expressions.

It is obviously not a wise choice to rush in or make a sound when there is no distinction between the enemy and the friend.

Shen Lingxi recalled the direction in which Kui Nineteen's dead soul was bounced away, and estimated Chu Yan's position in her heart.

She decisively took out a torch from her sleeve, lit it quickly, and threw it towards the direction she judged!
Although Huozhezi's light was weak, the spot of light where it passed was enough for everyone to see clearly the situation in the courtyard.

Several embroiderers were fighting each other in the yard.

They were already red-eyed, and their moves were fierce, as if they were facing their enemies instead of their comrades.

The landing point of Huo Zhezi flickered to illuminate Chu Yan's figure.

He was the only one in the courtyard who maintained a guarded posture and stood still.

Shen Lingxi saw that his eyes were slightly closed, his brows were furrowed, his handsome face was cold and solemn, as if he was silently resisting something.

"They were intoxicated by Zhu Youshu's hypnosis, and mistakenly regarded their comrades as enemies. Stop them from killing each other." Shen Lingxi hurriedly ordered to the two people around her.

Chunjun and Mu Huai'an heard the words, brought the embroidered clothes envoy who came with them, and rushed towards the fighters in the courtyard.

Because of Chu Yan's high martial arts skills, the embroidered clothes envoys did not dare to approach him easily, so Chunjun and the others left him alone in the corner for the time being.

"Your Highness, wake up!" Chun Jun stopped the embroiderer next to him, and shouted at Chu Yan, "Your Highness, wake up!"

But Chu Yan just furrowed his brows even deeper, and turned his face towards Chun Jun, as if he was restraining something, but didn't have any other reaction.

Shen Lingxi took advantage of the faint light of the fire, and keenly noticed that there was a gold-plated incense burner not far from where he was standing.

There was white mist curling up around the incense burner, it was enough to see that the "drunken heart" smell was the strongest in Chu Yan's position.

"Drunkenness" can make people have hallucinations, and if they are blessed by Zhu Youshu, this hallucination will be deepened.

Just like the other embroiderers, they regard their comrades as enemies and kill them at every turn.

Although Shen Lingxi didn't know what hallucination Chu Yan was falling into at the moment, he could tell from his vigilance and vigilance that Chu Yan was trying to distinguish whether the information he heard was true or false.

She was almost sure that if Chu Yan was bewildered by hallucinations like everyone else, he would start killing.

With Chu Yan's martial arts, what they will see when they come in at this moment will be corpses all over the floor.

Just relying on Chun Jun's calling, there is no way for Chu Yan to distinguish the truth from the fake and get out of the hallucination in time.

Shen Lingxi pondered for a while, took out a lantern from the corridor closest to her and lit it, slipped around the corner, carefully avoiding the fighting people, and walked in the direction of Chu Yan.

As she approached, Chu Yan turned warily to face her direction.

"Don't come any closer." He warned in a cold voice, with a strong killing intent permeating his body, "One step closer, Gu will kill you."

"Your Highness, open your eyes and have a look." She stood still two feet away from Chu Yan, and called softly, "It's me, I'm Lingxi."

Chu Yan slowly opened his eyes.

What caught his eyes was the beautiful face he was most familiar with.

Those clear apricot eyes, illuminated by the candlelight, were as clean and pure as glass, making the chaotic hallucinations in front of Chu Yan disappear without a trace.

"You're here." He held out his hand to her.

Shen Lingxi walked up to him, poured out a pill from the porcelain bottle she carried with her, put it in his palm, "Eat this."

Without any hesitation, Chu Yan put the pill into his mouth and swallowed it.

Shen Lingxi: ...

She had thought it would take some work to prove to him that she was "real" her and not a hallucination.

You have to try every means to convince him that the medicine is real and persuade him to take it.

Unexpectedly, it was so easy.

So easy... If the person standing in front of him at this moment is someone pretending to be her.

If it was a poison that was fed to him.

Didn't he already...

Shen Lingxi didn't dare to think about it.

"Intoxication" is not poison, it can only make people hallucinate and magnify inner fear.

Therefore, there is no antidote for being "intoxicated", and the hallucinations can only be resolved after the effects of the medicine dissipate.

Obviously, in this incense-filled courtyard, such an effect cannot be achieved.

Therefore, what Shen Lingxi fed Chu Yan was a drug.

The onset of drug effects is extremely fast.

But after a few breaths of effort, Chu Yan's originally cold gaze became a little blurred, and his tall body was also a little crumbling.

He seemed to be trying hard to resist this feeling, and he did not hesitate to pump up his energy to mobilize his internal strength.

Shen Lingxi stretched out her hand behind his back, patted him comfortingly, and said softly: "You are in the 'drunken heart', just sleep and wake up, don't struggle anymore, go to sleep."

Chu Yan responded with a hoarse "OK".

He stretched out his hand, and gently hugged Shen Lingxi into his arms, gave up resistance, and closed his eyes...

Feeling his head hanging powerlessly on his shoulders, Shen Lingxi waved to Chunjun who was waiting at the side.

At this moment, those embroidered envoys who were killing each other were subdued by the people brought by Chun Jun and Mu Huai'an, and they were beaten unconscious.

Chunjun stepped forward to take over his master, and heard Shen Lingxi ordering: "Wurda's whereabouts are unknown, he is in the dark, and he is good at using poison, so it is difficult to deal with. You clean up the incense burner in this courtyard, and use a whistle People are here to guard, and we will rest in the courtyard for the time being, and we will leave together after I finish my work."

Chu Yan fell asleep, and Shen Lingxi was their master.

Her order was Chu Yan's order, and everyone obeyed.

Shen Lingxi carried the lantern, walked directly to the upper room with the door closed, and walked in.

Seeing this, Mu Huai'an hurriedly followed, and asked doubtfully as he walked: "Since 'drunkness' can cause people to hallucinate, wouldn't it be more dangerous for us to stay here? If only these people left are the same as those just now, kill each other..."

"No." Shen Lingxi lifted the wind lamp, looked around, kept searching in various places, and said firmly: "If they can be recruited, Ur must have arranged an ambush in advance. During the fight , and use the power of 'enchantment' to perform Zhu Youshu on them, and it will succeed. He has no time to deploy it a second time."

Mu Huai'an looked slightly relieved.

Seeing Shen Lingxi rummaging around, he asked curiously, "What are you looking for?"

"The mechanism of the secret room." Shen Lingxi frowned and said: "According to the layout of the soul-locking well in Yongtai Palace, if Wu Erda wants to lock the soul, he will definitely choose to go underground. There should be a secret room here."

Mu Huaian raised his eyebrows.

He looked around, his eyes fixed on the painting directly in front of him.

It was an idyllic picture of an old man fishing and children playing beside him.

Mu Huai'an's eyes moved slightly.

He strode to the painting and fumbled a few times on the left side.

There was only a "click", and a secret door opened on the right side of the painting, revealing a downward stone step...

(End of this chapter)