Reborn from the ashes: Deadly Concubine

Chapter 282 Women's War: Sorcerer and Wizard Formation
Zhuo Zhuo touched his eyes, and his long eyelashes touched the palm of his hand, feeling itchy: "I said I practiced witchcraft today, but the effect was not good. Aren't I very talented? Why can't I get out of the witch formation? Do you have any tricks to teach me?"

"There's no trick, it'll be there in no time."

Zhuo Zhuo drooped the corners of his eyes, and Han Ying kissed her forehead: "By the way, I still expect you to teach me some witchcraft, have you learned a lot from Xing Yun?"

Zhuo Zhuo pouted: "Grandpa is so strict, he didn't teach me much." After finishing speaking, he punched his fist, his face was full of annoyance, "He has a library full of books about witchcraft. It was destroyed twice due to various reasons, but it was delayed in this matter and that matter, and it was never copied again."

Han Ying raised his eyebrows: "I copied it twice and didn't remember any of it?"

"No, I remember the general picture, but how can I remember the details?"

"Fool."

Zhuo Zhuo snorted a few times: "Copy it twice, can you remember?"

"of course."

Zhuo Zhuo scratched him, and the two went crazy for a while. Zhuo Zhuo sat up and straightened his hair, looking at the man who closed his eyes and rested his mind: "Grandpa taught me the art of meditation, and said that it is the root of witchcraft. Master Zhuifeng didn't teach it." Have you? I don't think he's sincerely trying to teach you witchcraft."

"Well, maybe, but he's a nice guy."

Zhuo Zhuo leaned over, with his small face pressed against his strong chest, and his small hand poked him restlessly.The muscles on the men who lead soldiers to fight are so hard that they can't be poked at all.Presumably Xuanyuanji and the others are the same, such a man looks very powerful.

"How do you know he's good?"

"It seems that you have a prejudice against him?"

"I can't say it's a prejudice, but, grandpa is still alive, why didn't he become a great wizard? Don't wizards stay in the temple until they die of old age?"

Han Ying caressed her hair, Zhuo Zhuo sat up, blinked his big watery eyes and looked at him: "How old is this great wizard Chasing Wind? He should be around 40 to [-] years old, right?"

"It seems to be less than forty."

"Does it look good?"

"How should I put it...very gentle."

Zhuo Zhuo pursed his lips, Han Ying realized that he was good-looking, surrounded by handsome men and women, in his opinion, gentleness should be good-looking, right?Zhuo Zhuo recalled the few wizards in the dream, and only one was good-looking.

"Does he have a mole on his nose?"

Han Ying raised his eyebrows: "Why do you ask like that?"

"Let me guess. Is there any?!"

"No."

Zhuo Zhuo frowned, no?Han Yingxi waved her into his arms: "Go to sleep, I'm tired."

This description is not enough, what you really see is accurate.But how can I meet the great wizard of the temple?
Thinking wildly for a while, Zhuo Zhuo unconsciously fell asleep.

It was the forest again, but it was advancing steadily.Zhuo Zhuo looked around, and this place seemed familiar.Walking up the mountain road, at a turning point, Zhuo Zhuo saw a tree, which was different from the others, and looked like a mother and child hugging each other.

Zhuo Zhuo suddenly realized, isn't this the mountain where she and Han Yingxi quarreled and fell off the cliff for the first time?what do you say that is?It's just that it looks very different from now. Without the thatched cottage, the trees and mountain roads have also changed.

The man turned into the dense forest and stood under an ancient pine tree. He looked up at the green branches and leaves of the pine tree, and then looked down. He took out a roll of white silk from his belt with both hands. The wind blew, Zhuo Zhuo saw that the drawing on it was a picture of a witch formation...

Wuzhen diagram? !I still remember that in the last dream, those wizards chased this person just for witchcraft. Could it be these white silks? !

Zhuo Zhuo looked at it without blinking, hoping that the wind would blow harder.But this dream is just someone's memory, and I can only watch it happen by itself.

Suddenly, the white silk was thrown on the ground and scattered with the wind.Zhuo Zhuo's heart was broken, as if he was pinched by someone.But I saw those hands put in front of my eyes again, and said: "Scatter." Those white silks burrowed into the ground one after another, and disappeared without a trace.

Zhuo Zhuo was startled again, there was no magic formation, it was a spell!

"Zhuo Zhuo! Zhuo Zhuo!"

Han Yingxi's voice was getting closer and closer, Zhuo Zhuo opened his eyes, and really saw his frown.Shortness of breath and sweat all over her body, she sat up with her small hands on her chest, and her chaotic thoughts needed to be quiet.

Han Yingxi also sat up, looked at her side face and didn't speak.

In the dream, what she saw was spells.Does Longqiu Yue know spells?But I've never heard of any wizards using spells.Maybe, it's just that he knows it, just like Gonghu Yuansi, just like her.

Zhuo Zhuo's breathing was already steady, Han Yingxi supported her shoulders, and asked softly: "What's wrong?"

Zhuo Zhuo fell into his arms and closed his eyes: "It's just a nightmare."

Han Yingxi caressed her hair, frowning slightly: "What nightmare did you have?"

Zhuo Zhuo shook his head: "I don't remember, I just know it was scary."

Zhuo Zhuo lied, she didn't have a nightmare, and she remembered it very clearly.But she couldn't help pretending to be weak in front of him, and after Zhenye appeared in this place, she who couldn't confess everything to him in the first place even hid her heart.

This is what happens when you fall in love with a royal man, you really love, but you can't be honest.

Zhuo Zhuo stretched out his hand to touch his cheek, his eyes sparkled brightly: "I woke you up again, you must be very sleepy, right? I'm fine, go to sleep."

Han Yingxi nodded, and lay back holding Zhuo Zhuo.His embrace is so warm, even in winter, he doesn't feel the slightest cold.Zhuo Zhuo pressed his forehead against his chest, and could clearly hear his steady heartbeat.

Soon, Han Yingxi fell asleep again, Zhuo Zhuo wanted to turn around, but found that he was too tightly hugged to move, so he just turned his head sideways.

Those white silks were buried underground by that person using magic, maybe they are still there now.The witchcraft to be obtained by being hunted down should be very powerful, even more powerful than those recorded in Grandpa's library.

Already eager to try, she wants to know, wants to learn.

The more excited I was, the more I couldn't fall asleep, and when I finally fell asleep, I fell asleep very lightly.When Han Yingxi woke up, she also woke up, rubbed her eyes and sat up, only to find that Guang Sai and the others were in the room, dressing Han Yingxi.

Zhuo Zhuo pulled the quilt to cover his chest, Han Yingxi turned around and smiled softly: "Why are you up?"

Zhuo Zhuo pouted: "I don't know when you will come again, of course you can just take one more look."

Han Ying laughed a few times, and then sat down, Guang Sai and the others stopped, bowed and stood aside.Han Yingxi walked to the side of the bed, stretched out his hand to lift Zhuo Zhuo's chin, and gently attached her lips.

"It won't be long."

He let go, turned and left, and everyone in the room followed suit.Only Lulu and Wensheng are left.

Zhuo Zhuo just got out of bed to look for water to drink, and slept with Han Yingxi last night, so naturally he didn't wear anything.Zhuo Zhuo didn't shy away from it, just stood at the table drinking water, Wen Sheng's face was flushed, and he glanced at Zhuo Zhuo from time to time.Lulu saw it and stomped hard on his foot.

(End of this chapter)