The Dream Master

Shen Luo looked at the recessed area on the stone box, moved in his heart, and stuck out a finger, first tentatively stretched into the white light range, feeling a cool breath, lingering on his fingers, as if penetrating Like the river, there is no discomfort.

So, he pointed his hand down again, and leaned closer to the stone box, and the shady feeling became clearer, and it seemed to be emanating from the stone box.

Shen Luo was very jealous of the cold air in his heart, and he hesitated again at the moment.

However, the energy of that original stone seemed to be exhausted soon, and the white light emitted from it also began to shrink and dimmed little by little.

Shen Luo gritted his teeth, and immediately before the light disappeared, his index finger suddenly poked, and directly hit the "dent" in the center.

The white light that had been fading away seemed to freeze at the moment he dropped his fingers, floating motionless.

At this moment, Shen Luo himself seemed to froze in place, and even his breathing and heartbeat suddenly stopped.

Amid the noisy rainstorm, a faint "click" came into his ears, as if it bounced organically.

The box cover under Shen Luo's fingers suddenly flicked upwards, and slid forward in a slight rubbing sound.

"It's done!"

Shen Luo was overjoyed and hurriedly looked inside the box.

Sudden change!

In the stone box, a black smoke jetted out suddenly, hitting the sinking face.

Shen Luo was shocked and suddenly pushed the low table in front of him, and his body fell backward and directly hit the awning of the cabin.

The black smoke failed to spray and sink, but it did not dissipate. Instead, it gathered and thickened. From it, a ghost head phantom the size of a wheel appeared, topped the black awning, and reached the cabin.

The head of the ghost was black and blue, and his head seemed to have fluffy hair, his eyes were as big as copper bells, gleaming with faint cold light, and a bloody mouth was even more ragged with fangs.

Shen Luo didn't have time to figure out what was going on, so he could only force himself to calm down, and his figure quickly moved forward, grabbing the Xiao Lei Talisman and Yuan Shi on the low table with both hands.

"Oh..."

The sinking movement seemed to anger the ghost head phantom, and repeated strange smiles in his mouth rushed towards him.

The cabin was narrow, and the sinking was inevitable. He could only hold the Yuanshi with one hand, urging the Yang Gang Qi to flow into it, and patted the small thunder talisman in the other hand.

The ghost head flickered in a phantom, and it moved to the front of the eyes like a teleport, a bloody mouth, spouting a blue and black breath.

Shen Luo only felt a strong fishy qi rushing toward his face, and his mind seemed to have slapped someone. There was a phantom in front of him, and his body became weak, and he collapsed to the side.

"Gluck..." The ghostly laughter continued, echoing in the small cabin.

Shen Luo's vision became more and more blurred, and only vaguely saw, the ghost head phantom suddenly began to shrink little by little, and finally turned into a fist-sized white bone skull.

The skull of the bones was extremely white, with a slight luster on the surface, directly rushed to the position of his shoulder, and bit down.

"Well……"

Shen Luo let out a groan of pain, and his body straightened suddenly, only to feel a strong cold current spreading from the bitten place, and instantly flowed over every corner of his body.

A thin layer of white ice, frosted with flowers, also spread quickly from his shoulders, covering his whole body in just a moment.

Shen Luo's eyes went black immediately and he passed out completely.

However, what was a little strange was that the white frost had only frozen the sinking body, and it was obviously cold, but it had not infected the surrounding objects at all, and even the cabin floor under him did not appear any strange.

I don't know that after a long time, the sky has cleared, and the sun is slanting to the west.

A ray of sunlight pressed against the inner roof of the awning, shining in from outside the boat,

At this time, Shen Luo's eyelashes trembled slightly, and slowly raised his eyelids.

The bright light gave him a violent irritation, and he couldn't help but narrowed his eyes again. After a while, he blocked his vision with one hand, supported his body with the other, and slowly sat up.

Shen Luo only felt sore and soft, and his clothes were sticking to him. It didn't feel like the river was still wet, but as if he had just sweated.

"cough……"

Shen Luo gave a dry cough in his mouth, and only felt like a fire in his throat, and his body seemed to be enveloped by a feeling of hotness. He couldn't help but torn open his chest, wanting to dissipate some heat.

He licked his dry lips, looked to his side, and found the earthen jar with water on the boat. He didn't know when it was knocked down, and the water in it had drained away.

The sinking Adam's apple moved, turned over and crawled towards the stern, but only felt that his mind was still faint, and he finally staggered out from the side of the boat, but was startled by his reflection in the water.

At this moment, I saw myself with disheveled hair, flushed face, and blue veins on the forehead, which looked a bit hideous.

Shen Luo couldn't help but shrank back, and then stretched out the same red hands, grabbed a handful of water in the Luanshui River, and patted him on his face.

His hands and face were touched by the cool river water, Shen Luo immediately felt refreshed, and his dizzy mind became sober.

He slid forward, grasping the edge of the boat with both hands, and plunged his entire head into the river, regardless of whether it was clean. After drinking a few large mouthfuls of river water, the feeling of fire in his throat finally felt Alleviated, the heat on the body has also subsided a bit.

Shen Luo let out a sigh of relief, feeling that his clothes were really sticky, so he turned over and fell directly into the river, immersing his whole body in the water.

As the cold river water continued to wash on his body, Shen Luo finally felt that the heat in his body was no longer so unbearable, but there was a faint tingling sensation from all over his meridians.

The pain is not continuous, but it seems to be pierced by a sharp needle from time to time, and the position is different each time. Fortunately, the pain is not strong, and Shen Shen feels it can be tolerated.

Until then, the faint feeling in his mind finally subsided, and he suddenly remembered the ghost head he saw when he opened the stone box before, and he couldn't help but shiver all over.

Shen Luo quickly tore off the right half of his shirt, and saw a dark red tooth mark on his right shoulder!