Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 659: Ghost Invasion of Dreams (Additional chapter for the leader Shengming Shengming)

"It seems that you people in the East Palace are not just good at getting beaten, but also good at learning from your mistakes. You have studied Master Zou's background so thoroughly, which is considered progress."

The loess wilderness and the scorching sun.

The scorching heat seemed to boil the air, and everything in sight was distorted.

Zou Sijiu put his hands on his head, looked around, and paced back and forth among the sand and earth terracotta warriors, as if he was looking for something.

"Are you really the only two coming this time? No one else?"

He asked again seriously.

Mou An looked like an old farmer who worked hard all year round, but his hot temper was completely opposite to the "An" in his name. When he heard Zou Sijiu's words, he was immediately aroused by the evil spirit in his heart.

“Zou Sijiu, don’t be so arrogant. Even if you are the master of two dreams, you can’t escape my [Eternal Imprisonment in the Yellow Earth] today!”

"Why are you yelling? I'm not planning to run away. What's 'Eternal Suppression of Yellow Earth'? Isn't it just a permanent dream reinforced by rules? Look how crazy you are. If someone doesn't know you, they would think you can even suppress yellow sorghum. You are even more pretentious than Master Zou. Pah, what a thing?"

Zou Sijiu's tone was so sarcastic that the string of insults made Mou An's rough face turn dark blue.

At the same time, the few bright red strands in Zou Sijiu's hair seemed to dislike his chattering and faded quietly.

"See? Even my wife doesn't bother to look at you. Out of sight, out of mind."

Zou Sijiu rubbed his chest in an extremely obscene manner, muttering, "Yu, rest assured, you don't need to take action to deal with these two small characters who only have one dream master rule."

boom!
A large hand made of earth suddenly rose from the ground, with five fingers stretched out, and smashed down on Zou Sijiu's head.

"Another sneak attack?"

Zou Sijiu let out a strange cry, tapped his toes lightly, leaped out from between his fingers, and easily avoided Mou An's angry attack.

"Besides the old man in Sheji who was selling dog meat under the guise of sheep, there was also the adulterous couple killed by Zhang Siyuan, and now you two brothers. You have five of the Nine Lords of the East Palace, but why are your dream masters' rules all like this?"

Bah! Bah! Bah!
Spikes as thick as fists kept popping up, but Zou Sijiu dodged them all with ease.

He dodged and thought, and after a moment's silence, he seemed to finally think of the right words to describe the doubts in his heart: "Why are they so thin?"

"The [Blood Forbidden Cage] of the Shaman Lord, the [Time Flies] of the Nightmare Lord, and your [Long Night Seal]."

Zou Sijiu raised his finger and pointed at the slender Hu'e, then moved to the furious Mou An: "This also includes your useless [Eternal Yellow Earth]. Why does it seem to be useless when taken alone?"

"Is it that your level of rule-making is too poor, or are you secretly planning something else?"

Faced with the enemy on the battlefield and clearly already in deep prison, Zou Sijiu seemed surprisingly relaxed and even outspoken, asking his doubts in front of his opponent.

This scene made Mou An and Hu E feel a little confused, and a strong sense of uneasiness rose in their hearts for no reason.

Because since he was pulled into this dream, Zou Sijiu has not yet used his other dream master rule [Heaven and Earth Live Equally Long], nor the deification method that was highly praised in the East Emperor Palace and was even praised as having a great possibility of evolving into a new dream master rule.

What on earth does he want to do?
Mou An's uneasiness grew more and more intense. He stopped hesitating and used all his strength to urge the sand soldiers and mercenaries played by Dongyuan Mo Xu to rush forward.

Without the restriction of [Longevity of Heaven and Earth], the strength displayed by these sand and earth soldiers and mercenaries was no weaker than their real bodies in the mortal world. Although basically none of them exceeded Rank Five, their numbers were extremely large, exceeding a hundred.

Besides, it was impossible for Zou Sijiu to really be cruel to them, as that would be tantamount to tying his own hands. Zou Sijiu could only dodge as best he could, and the pressure suddenly became much greater than before.

boom!
Zou Sijiu leaned forward to avoid the two people's attacks, swung his arm to smash an incoming ground spike, rushed forward, stood up and kicked, kicking Mo Xu, who was wrapped in mud armor in front of him, directly away, and slammed heavily into the crowd.

But before he could catch his breath, another dazzling array of knife shadows slashed into his sight from all directions.

Although these Mo Xu became Mou An's puppets, the creation instinct in their bones was still there, and they were able to construct various weapons on their own for attack.

The figures are confused and the mud and sand are flying.

During the siege, Zou Sijiu lost his composure. His shiny slicked-back hair was covered with dust, which formed into strands, making him look particularly disheveled.

He leaned over, grabbed the right leg of a mercenary and swept it in all directions, knocking over all the people who were crowded within a ten-foot radius around him. Only then did he finally seize the opportunity to jump out of the encirclement.

"Pooh!"

Zou Sijiu turned his head and spat out a mouthful of sand, cursing, "I've been pretending and acting here for so long, and it seems that only the two of you will come to the East Palace this time. It's a pity that I carefully prepared this great gift, and I thought I could trick a few more people."

"You are talking nonsense and playing tricks. Zou Sijiu is nothing more than that."

Mou An had a ferocious expression on his face, and he raised his hands in front of him with force. As he moved, the entire dream began to shake violently.

A sudden and fierce gust of wind blew the sand soldiers and horses to the ground, and clods of earth as big as human heads rolled everywhere.

Suddenly, countless spikes stood up from the ground, like an array of swords and spears, quickly closing in from all sides and trapping Zou Sijiu inside.

Hu E, who had sealed one of Zou Sijiu's dream master rules, was also not idle. Black air currents flew out from his robe and wrapped around Zou Sijiu's body, like putting on layers of shackles, restricting his techniques and dream-making abilities.

Zou Sijiu turned a blind eye to everything around him and stared into the distance with empty eyes.

I saw a black and yellow wave rising from the horizon, reaching the sky and the earth, rolling in with an unstoppable force.

"It's a sandstorm."

In this permanent dreamland constructed as a loess world, Mou An can block and suppress anyone who enters the dream. Unless one possesses a rule ability like [Boundless Dreams], even the dreamer will find it difficult to break free from this dreamland.

In addition, as the dreamer of this place, he has superior authority here and can freely fabricate various natural disasters to fight the enemy.

And the sandstorm at this moment, which was powerful enough to cover everything, was just one of them.

This is the power of [Yongzhen Yellow Earth].

Mou An's face was filled with excitement and he was grinning.

Another series of deafening muffled explosions occurred, and then a huge monster emerged from the sand and dust, appearing in this dangerous world.

It was a huge face, exactly the same as Mou An's, with eyebrows reaching the sky and a jaw connected to the ground. Its huge mouth opened with the force of a whale swallowing, and its sharp teeth seemed to want to chew Zou Sijiu into pieces in one bite.

"Master Zou has messed up your hair. Let it go."

Amidst the terrifying scene, an indifferent and calm voice suddenly sounded.

Under the bewildered gazes of Mou An and Hu E, Zou Sijiu simply raised his hand and waved it forward lightly, as nonchalantly as if he was driving away a disturbing fly.

The terrifying sandstorm and earth waves actually collapsed and dissipated, and the rocks and gravel that were swept into the sky fell like rain, causing a "dry" rainstorm in this world.

“Yes, permissions”

Hu E was the first to react. Under the restriction of his [Long Night Seal], Zou Sijiu could still do this. There was only one possibility.

That is, he has greater authority than Mou An, the dreamer here.

"Come on!"

Mu An also understood at this moment, and he shouted softly, and the yellow sand under his feet swirled up without wind, covering him and Hu E's bodies. "Isn't it a little too late to run now?"

Zou Sijiu raised his hand and the figures of Mou An and Hu E, whose figures had almost disappeared in the yellow sand, became clear again.

They had already stepped out of the dream, but were pulled back by Zou Sijiu.

"Huangliang is a piece of heaven and earth in itself, which means the mother of creation."

Zou Sijiu, who had spoken a few lines of literary poetry, smiled at the two people who were terrified, "It is said that the Dream Master is Huang Liang's biological son. Master Zou, I am now laying it bare. I no longer want to be his son. I am now Huang Liang's biological father."

Before he finished speaking, a streak of red hair passed by his eyes. Zou Sijiu's expression remained unchanged, but his words changed urgently: "At least he has to be Huang Liang's uncle or cousin!"

Zou Sijiu's aura suddenly rose, and it crashed into the sky above as if it were real, like a drop of thick ink pouring into the sky, spreading into thick black clouds, spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in a blink of an eye it covered the scorching sun and enveloped the entire dream.

The sudden darkness also enveloped the figures of Mou An and Hu E. The bone-chilling chill that surged from the bottom of their hearts made their bodies tremble uncontrollably.

The group of staggering sand soldiers and mercenaries seemed to not understand what was happening. They used their hands and feet to climb up from the ground, their empty eyes still staring at Zou Sijiu.

"Mou An, you just said that we want to see who has more people, right? No problem, then let's see whether you have more soldiers and mercenaries or I have more Ming Gui."

Zou Sijiu brushed aside a strand of hair mixed with sand and dust, ran his hands over his temples, and pushed the messy hair back onto his head.

After doing all this slowly, he slowly raised his right hand and lightly clasped his thumb and index finger.

Snapped!
The space behind Zou Sijiu twisted wildly with the sound of snapping fingers, and a gap emerged, like a door, slowly opening to the left and right.

A pair of long white legs stepped out first, and it turned out to be a beautiful woman with a plump figure. Her figure was graceful and charming, and her lazy demeanor hid her romantic nature. A teardrop mole dotted the corner of her eye, and although the smile on her lips was faint, it was as captivating as an autumn glance.

The woman did not go far away, but stood on the left side of the door, waiting quietly.

The next person to come out was a gorgeous woman who was just as pretty but taller.

She was wearing a long red skirt swaying to the ground, but her upper body was a tight-fitting short top. Part of her abdomen was twisting like a snake, and her heavy bra was shaking like waves. She looked seductive and behaved in a sexy and revealing manner.

The woman stood on the right side of the door, and together with the beautiful woman, she greeted the next visitors.

Boom!
A dull sound like a giant beast's footsteps came from behind the door.

Two muscular arms stretched out of the door, and ten bony fingers pressed down on the left and right doors, tearing them apart fiercely.

The narrow gap expanded to several feet in an instant, and passionate roars swarmed out.

The man had a flaming red cloak draped over his shoulders, with a majestic warhorse galloping bravely on top of it. Under the cloak was a shirtless, muscular body with clear and symmetrical lines, and scars of varying ages covering one another like a layer of armor.

Looking upwards, one can see strong facial features as if they were cut by a knife or an axe. His eyes reveal the vicissitudes of life that come from having seen the changes in the world. His neat and tidy graying hair highlights his fierce and sturdy aura.

"Master Ma, long time no see."

Zou Sijiu laughed: "You look like you have been doing well in this period of time."

"It's OK, I'm just a little bored and I want to find someone to stretch my muscles."

Lord Horse, who appeared in his true form, spread out his arms, and the two beauties, each with their own unique charm, immediately snuggled into his arms.

Even the tall one has to bend her knees and waist, and her hot posture shows her tenderness.

Zou Sijiu secretly cast an envious look at him and gave him a thumbs up in a subtle manner.

"It seems that quite a few people were arrested in the East Courtyard."

Prince Ma looked around and raised his chin towards the stiff-faced Hu E and the other man: "Are they the two? From the East Palace?"

"Yes, I only caught two small fish."

Zou Sijiu sighed: "Master Ma, I'll leave the rest to you."

"no problem."

Lord Ma raised his hand and hooked his fingers behind him, and brave figures rushed into the dream one after another.

"Except for those two who look weird, the rest are our own people, so be careful when you attack."

"Yes!"

The group of Ming ghosts, who were ready to go, responded in unison, laughing wildly as they rushed towards the group of silly sand soldiers, scrambling to get ahead, as if they were afraid that if they ran a step slower, these interesting toys would be snatched away by their companions.

"Master Ma, these Minggui under your command will not take revenge on you, right?"

Zou Sijiu looked at the East Court Mo Xu who were rolling around under the punches and kicks, and couldn't help but worry.

"Don't worry, this is the East Courtyard, not the Middle Courtyard. There is no deep hatred between the craftsmen and the rangers."

Lord Ma smiled calmly, "You two little fish can't run away, why don't you come with me to the Ming Ghost Realm in the East Courtyard?"

"it's not good"

"What's wrong with that? Your two aunts have some pretty nieces, so it's a good opportunity to introduce them to you."

"Then I can't go!"

Zou Sijiu was suddenly startled and refused righteously.

Lord Ma looked at the five fingers wrapped around Zou Sijiu's throat and the faintly visible red hair, and the smile on his face suddenly became stiff.

"Hmm? Why is the guard here too?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense?"

Zou Sijiu rolled his eyes and swore at the air for a long time, and finally he managed to calm the guard who was on the verge of a rage.

"Master Zou, I was not killed by the East Palace, but I was almost killed by you!"

Zou Sijiu took a breath, still with lingering fear on his face, and said to the pitying Ma Wangye: "Alright, stop looking at me like that. Not everyone is as affectionate as you are."

"is it?"

Lord Ma appeared to be smiling, and with his arms exerted force, he produced a sweet cry and a laugh.

"You shameless scum!"

Zou Sijiu's throat rolled, he swallowed hard, forced himself to look away, and said, "Master Ma, I came to you this time because I actually need your help with a small matter."

"what's up?"

"Help me figure out the dream rules of these two people!"

(End of this chapter)