Liyue Taoist of Yuanshen

Hearing the thanks, Ye Lan shook her head for the third time.

She looked at Shen He and said seriously: "Actually, you don't need to wait here. You should have some understanding of Master Ouyang's strength. There should be no one in Liyue who can hurt him."

Even so, Ye Lan didn't believe it herself.

The bottom of the layered rock abyss is indeed very big, but it is like a joke to say that the powerful Ouyang needs to investigate for six days and there is no news.

Such a situation can already be counted as missing.

But Ye Lan, who is not very good at comforting others, can only say this, she understands the feeling of losing people around her, and she doesn't want Shen He to lose hope.

Liyuegang, eating Huyan, Zhang Mei's home.

After Zhuo Yan came back today, he watched speechlessly as his mother-in-law and a group of neighbors hurriedly moved a small stone statue to the house.

The stone statue was polished by Zhang Mei, which is not expensive, only five hundred moras.

Even the cost of stone may not be enough.

He couldn't figure out why it was so cheap, but Zhang Mei said it was because of his younger brother's entrustment, so he didn't care.

But the matter of spending money can be ignored, but the matter of inviting a stone statue to his home still makes him feel very uncomfortable.

The main reason is that the mother-in-law said that the stone statue was withered by Ouyang, the star of Tianshu, and she specially invited her home to worship.

That's why he felt uncomfortable.

Zhuoyan had nothing to say about worshiping immortals or ancestors.

But what is this?

Curse people to die early?

For this reason, he didn't help after he got off work today, and watched his mother-in-law Zhang Luo coldly.

After everything was done, Zhuo Yan sat in the yard.

Looking at the originally small courtyard, a shrine was specially built to keep out the wind and rain because of the need to place stone statues, which took up half of the courtyard area.

The more Zhuo Yan looked at it, the more unhappy he felt.

"Pooh."

Seeing Zhang Mei cleaning in the yard, Zhuo Yan spit out the melon seed shells in his mouth, expressing his dissatisfaction.

"Huh? Head of the family, where are you making trouble?"

Zhang Mei was not happy anymore, she was so busy, her man didn't help and didn't say anything, and now he still flirted with her, how could this be tolerated?

"Don't disturb me sweeping the floor. If you don't like me, go to the kitchen and make dinner. I've been busy all day, but I'm exhausted."

"It's been a busy day, so what's the trouble?" Zhuo Yan couldn't help but glared at the other party, pointing to the shrine and asked, "You should answer me, what are you doing?"

"Master Ouyang's stone statue? What's wrong?"

"What's the matter?" Seeing Zhang Mei still looking like this, Zhuo Yan was furious, "I have no objection that you want to respect Mr. Ouyang, but you have not passed away yet, so you have built all the stone statues. Are you trying to make him better, or are you trying to curse him to die sooner?"

Chapter 160 Eighth

"Do you want to make him better, or do you want to curse him to die early?"

Hearing what her man said, Zhang Mei was not happy.

Throwing the broom in his hand with a "snap", pointing at Zhuo Yan with one hand on his hips and cursing with the other: "Okay Zhuo Yan, what kindness Master Ouyang has done to our common people, your heart was taken away by a dog? Forget it ?!"

"Besides, the last time we went to the General Affairs Department, the entire Liyue Port saw Lord Ouyang's immortal technique. With this immortal technique, it means that Lord Ouyang is an immortal!"

"Since I'm a fairy, what's wrong with me inviting a stone statue back?!"

"Do you still have the heart? Do you?!"

I'm so...

Zhuo Yan, who was about to refute, was tapped on the forehead by Zhang Mei before he could speak, and he couldn't stand still and sat down on the stool again.

Looking up, Zhang Meihu continued to curse with a straight face.

"Don't pretend you don't know!"

"My brother came two days ago, you forgot what he said, right?!"

"Such a big thing has happened in the rock giant abyss. It is because of Mr. Ouyang's ability and foresight that our living supplies are so stable now. Not only have our prices not risen, but we are now spreading the word that we will get some medical insurance for our people. gone."

"Not only that, you're not the one who goes to watch the Xuanmen Martial Arts Tournament during the Sea Lantern Festival every day, are you?!"

"Aren't you still clamoring that you want to watch the football match next month? Where's your conscience?!"

"Conscienceless Zhuo Yan, you said I invited a stone statue of Master Ouyang back, right?!"

"exactly..."

Seeing the aggressive Zhang Mei, Zhuo Yan didn't know what to do, and nodded in agreement.

But squinting at the stone statue in the niche, he still couldn't hold back his mouth: "But your stone statue doesn't look like Master Ouyang."

500 mora stone statues, of course, there is no sense of art.

It can be seen that it is a human figure, which is already a skillful work in the hands of an engraver.

Zhang Mei also knew that the stone statue was indeed a bit "rough", but ordinary people didn't care about it.

After all, no matter how much you respect each other in your heart, this Mora will spend real money.

She is distressed.

But in any case, the momentum cannot be lost.

Zhang Mei also cast a sideways glance at Zhuo Yan, her voice sounded like an old master: "What do you know, it's called sincerity makes spirit!"

"We're all ordering this kind of thing in this alley, what's wrong?"

"Let me tell you, if it wasn't for my brother's trust, I wouldn't be able to get 500 Mora! The old Lin's house at the entrance of the alley has the same craftsmanship, and the asking price is 1!"

After finishing speaking, he walked to the shrine, respectfully lit a stick of incense, and inserted it into the incense burner.

Zhuo Yan, who was left sitting on the stool, stared, puzzled.

For this skill, ten thousand moras? !

Pooh!

Profiteer!

What the two of them didn't see was that when the smoke rose from the shrine, a white light also lit up from the statue, and then went straight into the sky.

This night, several such white lights rose in Liyue Harbor.

They are either the homes of ordinary people in Chihuyan like Zhuoyan and his wife, or the wealthy families of Feiyunpo. In short, although the number is not large, there are hundreds of families lighting incense and praying in front of the stone statues.

No one can see these lights.

Even though Morax was aware of it, he didn't see anything strange in the eyes of divine power.

The light flew into the sky at an extremely fast speed, then crossed mountains, rivers and lakes, crossed space and barriers, and entered the sealed body of Ouyang.

Merit!

boom--

The brow spiritual platform was opened by the power of merit that turned into golden light, and Ouyang, stimulated by this, began to wake up his sleeping soul.

Dark, cold, silent, everything is like nothingness.

Ouyang felt that he had a bizarre dream.

The scene in the dream keeps changing.

Sometimes in the deep sea, although you can't see, hear, let alone feel, you just feel that you are in the deep sea.

He tried his best to go upstream, but he couldn't reach the surface of the sea.

The feeling of suffocation made him struggle and make him suffer, but he couldn't see or feel it, but he could see and feel that the dark top was the sea.

It's contradictory and weird.

Sometimes it seems to be falling all the time, he can see the light above his head, but his body is falling in a straight line, getting farther and farther away from the light above his head.

He wanted to open the wings of the wind, and wanted to fly up, but the wings of the wind seemed to be broken, and he couldn't open them no matter what.

I can only watch helplessly as the light above my head is getting smaller and weaker because the distance is getting smaller and weaker.

Sometimes it was like being in the desert, advancing in the invisible darkness, but this time he could clearly and accurately feel the touch of the gravel.

But in the pitch-black darkness, although he couldn't see anything, he could feel the scorching sun above his head burning his body.

In the heat and thirst, slowly sinking into despair.

The last dream was even stranger.

In this dream, he was normal, but he seemed to be in a pure white space.

Not far in front of you is a door.

The door is very close, and it can be opened as long as you take a step forward and reach out.

But Ouyang walked straight towards the door, and his outstretched hand was just a little short of the doorknob.

Whether he was running, stopping, teleporting, the door was there, the outstretched hand just couldn't reach the doorknob.

These dreams are intertwined and interspersed, sometimes in the sea, sometimes in the desert, sometimes in the pure white space or falling, making Ouyang slowly desperate and numb.

After an unknown amount of time, Ouyang in his dream suddenly saw a golden light appear in front of him.

The golden light is not dazzling, but they instantly tore up the darkness, wiped out the scorching sun and the desert, and shattered everything.

The dream ended like this.

After an unknown amount of time, the trapped Ouyang woke up.

But he found that he couldn't open his eyes no matter what.

The body seems to be trapped, or the flesh seems to be locked, unable to move, but the spirit is awakened.

Waking up, but not quite awake.

Not only that, after sensing his body, he found that his body was twitching unconsciously.

Electric currents running through his body are stimulating his body regularly, making his whole body sore and numb.