White tea legend

Chapter 186 The smell of blood
In the middle of the night, a faint scent drifted in through the broken window paper.

Hongjian fell into a deeper sleep.

Ji Lan opened her eyes from the bed.

It was late at night, dark clouds covered the moon, and darkness enveloped the inn.

The two figures opened the door quietly like ghosts and entered the room quietly.

Their eyes were like cheetahs looking for food, locked on the sleeping Hongjian on the ground.

Hongjian was immersed in sleep at the moment and was completely unaware of what was about to happen. When the two thieves saw this, greedy smiles appeared on their lips, and they were secretly glad that tonight seemed to be a good harvest night.

They did not act immediately, but cautiously approached the end of the bed, where Hongjian and Ji Lan's packages were placed. The package was heavy and full of jewelry.

The two thieves looked at each other, a glimmer of excitement flashing in their eyes, as if they had already seen their wealthy future.

They were already targeting Ji Lan and Hongjian when they were staying at the hotel.

However, just when they were about to reach out to pick up the package, they suddenly discovered that at some point, the woman on the bed was sitting and looking at them quietly. In the darkness, her eyes were green, like a cat walking at night, exuding an ominous aura.

The two thieves were stunned for a moment, then became excited again.

The man on the ground has been stunned by the fragrance, and the woman on the bed has lost her helper. Can she still be a match for them?
They were so lucky tonight. Not only did they rob money, they also had the opportunity to rob sex.

The two thieves had evil intentions. Little did they know that they were on the verge of death.

With a flick of Ji Lan's finger, a tiny silver needle flew out silently and pierced the acupuncture point of one of the thieves accurately. The man fell to the ground without even making a sound, unable to move.

The other thief was shocked when he saw this, and was about to draw his sword at him, but found that his wrist had been entangled with a silk thread as thin as an ox hair at some point, making him unable to move.

He looked at Ji Lan in horror, only to see a cold light flash in her eyes, and then a spell flashed across like a sword light, his throat was cut open, and blood spurted out.

In just a few breaths, the two thieves fell into a pool of blood, dying miserably.

Ji Lan put away her magic power and looked indifferent, as if what just happened was just a common occurrence for her.

Ji Lan waved his hand again, and the oil lamp in the room turned on automatically.

Ji Lan's nostrils expanded slightly, and the smell of blood in the air was like an invisible thread, pulling her footsteps. She followed the increasingly strong aura to the ground.

The two thieves were already lying in a pool of blood.

Her pupils shone with strange light in the night, and there was an imperceptible arc at the corner of her mouth. She sat down gracefully and began to enjoy the unexpected feast. The smell of blood melted in her mouth, savoring every bite.

Early the next morning, Hongjian woke up and found that the whole inn was cooking a pot of porridge: two waiters suddenly disappeared in the inn.

The store owner reported the case and the government is investigating.

Ji Lan, however, packed her luggage calmly. Hongjian was stunned when he saw Ji Lan.

"Why is there blood on the corners of your lips?" Hongjian pointed at the corners of Ji Lan's lips in surprise.

Ji Lan wiped it gently with her sleeve and smiled at Hongjian: "No way, are you dazzled?"

Hongjian took another closer look and saw that the corners of Ji Lan's lips were clean and there was no trace of blood.

The two packed up their packages and prepared to continue their journey.

However, the policeman led someone to block their way. The policeman pointed to the room, sniffed hard with his nose, and said, "Why is there such a strong smell of blood in this room?"

After being arrested, Hongjian said this and smelled it vigorously. Not to mention that he felt nothing. With this reminder, Hongjian also smelled the smell of blood in the air. "Is there any?" Ji Lan also sniffed hard with her nose.

Everyone sniffed around the room with their noses, but this time there was no smell of blood, instead they smelled the scent of jasmine. The rich and fresh fragrance is like an invisible hand, soothing the heart.

The policeman sat down in the room and asked the shopkeeper to serve wine and food, then waved Ji Lan and Hongjian to leave.

The journey continues.

Chang'an is closer.

Ji Lan and Hongjian sat side by side on the bumpy carriage, the wheels rolling on the official road, making a dull and rhythmic sound.

The scenery along the way unfolds slowly like a picture scroll. The golden wheat fields sway gently with the breeze, like the undulating golden ocean. The mountains in the distance are rolling and misty, as if they are the last barrier between heaven and earth, guarding the road to Chang'an.

Hongjian was distracted.

Ji Lan asked: "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm hungry," said Hongjian.

Ji Lan took out a box of snacks from the package, and Hongjian took it. As soon as he took a bite, he stuck his head out of the car window and started vomiting.

what happened? Why did he smell the strong smell of blood from the snacks.

……

Bai Cha's eyelashes trembled violently, and he suddenly broke out of his chaotic dream.

There were beads of sweat on her forehead, and her heart was beating heavily, as if she was still responding to the panic in her dream.

Surrounded by familiar dark-toned rooms, dyed soft silvery white by the moonlight, everything seemed so quiet and real.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm her breathing. The twisted shadows and weird whispers in the dream had dissipated with her awakening, but the inexplicable sense of fear still wrapped around her heart like a vine.

The ups and downs of the nightmare are like a dusty old book, opening up the past that no one can ignore, the life and death, ups and downs experienced with Lu Yu...

Bai Cha gently sat up and supported his heavy head with both hands. The air in the room seemed to become denser, and every breath seemed to be fighting against invisible resistance. Bai Cha knew that even if she closed her eyes, those images would still linger in the darkness, so she chose to keep her eyes wide open until the nightmare completely receded.

No, it is better to have an active dream than to have a passive dream.

She wanted to enter the dreamland again to find out the whereabouts of Lu Yu...

Bai Cha sat cross-legged on the fragrant couch, slowly closed her eyes, and silently recited a mantra in her heart. With the rhythm of her breathing, she felt her consciousness gradually drift away, like light smoke drifting towards the unfathomable sea of ​​dreams.

In her dream, she was in a bizarre underwater world. The huge coral tree is as gorgeous as a rainbow, and strange-shaped fish swim happily around her. The sea water is a gentle blue, with a slight sheen, and the sun casts mottled light spots through the sparkling water.

Bai Cha couldn't help but feel happy: She and Lu Yu once visited the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea. She must be able to find Lu Yu's whereabouts this time, right?

Soon, a magnificent Dragon Palace came into Bai Cha's sight. It is inlaid with pearls and shells and shines with a charming luster. The palace door opened slowly, seeming to welcome the arrival of white tea. She walked through a dazzling crystal corridor and arrived at the central hall of the Dragon Palace.

"Who is coming?"

"White tea."

"Fairy has come from afar, distinguished guest, welcome." The Dragon King hurriedly came out to greet him.

However, this is not the Dragon King of the East China Sea.

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