Chapter 245
Chapter 245
water.
water.
There is water everywhere.
What meets the eye is a lake blue color. The roots of the lotus are swaying like slender catkins in the wind. The background color of the lotus leaves is like gray clouds accumulated in the sky, floating slowly with the waves.
A string of bubbles came out of the boy's mouth and his eyelashes trembled several times. The Taoist robe on his body was like a feather, heavy and soft at the same time, like a soft-bodied fish with distinct texture.
There is no air left in my lungs.
Time passes little by little.
Ni Yangzhou was at the bottom of the lake, opening his mouth and taking a deep breath.
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"Hey? Xiaozhou, are you awake?"
Ni Yangzhou's eyelashes trembled. He raised his right hand to brush away the few pure white hairs on his face, and Yuan Jia's transparent white face appeared before his eyes.
"I thought you wanted to sleep a little longer."
Yuan Jia lifted up her long hair and sat diagonally on the edge of the bed. Ni Yangzhou raised his arm and saw Yan Congzhi and Master Hao Ping playing chess on a small table. The incense was half burned, which was the one he lit before going to the yard to practice sword in the morning.
"Master, Yuanjia, Master Haoping. I, I just..."
Ni Yangzhou felt a little dizzy. The memory of the yard turning into a pond was still vivid in his mind. He had clearly fallen into the water and breathed a few deep breaths. But now...
Could it be that you are dreaming?
"It's not a dream."
Yan Congzhi put down the chess piece in his hand. The game was over. Haoping was a terrible chess player and he was pulling his beard because of the loss.
Yan Congzhi looked in the direction of the young man.
"In the illusion, the performance is good."
Haoping still had a face full of white beard. He looked over when he heard the voice and saluted as an equal.
When Ni Yangzhou heard the compliment, his eyebrows curved and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but expand from small to large as he smiled.
"Then Master, Manager Liu and the guests in the inn..."
Yuan Jia went out and brought back a large vat from somewhere outside. It was red hot and still emitting hot steam, as if it had just been taken off the fire. At this time, he answered, "Everyone is fine. They are sleeping soundly. It will be good if the illusion is broken. Otherwise, they will all be trapped to death in there."
Ni Yangzhou felt relieved after hearing this. He looked at Yuan Jia moving around with the large vat that was three times thicker than himself, and said hurriedly, "No, I don't want to take a bath."
Yuan Jia raised his eyebrows: "No, it's for you to eat, this is soup!"
The white-haired young man jumped over in a few steps and tilted the vat. There was really a big vat of milky white soup in it, and there was vaguely a black fish in it. Ni Yangzhou took a closer look and felt that the fish in the water was extremely ugly, with a thick and broad body, four short and thick legs, and a fish head that looked like a broken sac that had been flattened and broken by a hammer. It was fleshy and disgusting.
"I..." Ni Yangzhou swallowed.
"I don't dare to eat it."
"Oh, Xiaozhou, no, no, I learned how to make this dish especially for you, you must try it." Yuanjia had been busy with this dish during the time when Ni Yangzhou was unconscious, and there was no way he would give up easily now.
Yan Congzhi was left aside, and the strict encouragement he had prepared was not yet uttered, so he just sat there. When old man Haoping saw that no one was looking at him, he quietly took a few chess pieces from the chessboard and put them into his sleeves.
Ni Yangzhou didn't dare to respond. He just wanted to get off the bed quickly and get out of the steam from the fish soup. As soon as he stood up, his head shook uncontrollably.
Yuan Jia put the large jar down with a "whoosh" and stretched out one hand to embrace the young man: "Don't be impatient, if you don't want to drink it, then don't drink it."
Yan Congzhi stopped sitting next to the small table and stood next to the bed, saying:
"You have exhausted all your spiritual energy after coming out of the illusion. Don't try to be brave."
"Okay master."
Ni Yangzhou lay down peacefully, and Yuan Jia came over again, knocking his head against the edge of the bed, and asked curiously, "Why aren't you surprised to see me?"
The young man said, "Master Haoping is here too. He must have brought you back."
Yuan Jia snorted, Hao Ping gave him a look, and the white-haired fairy grass spirit lowered his head and pursed his lips again, resting his chin on the edge of the bed, muttering: "If it weren't for your master, I could have run at least another 5,000 miles."
Yan Congzhi was nearby, and Ni Yangzhou felt embarrassed for Yuan Jia: "Master can hear it."
Yuan Jia snorted again: "I know, that's why I didn't tell anyone in private."
Ni Yangzhou glanced over and saw that Yan Congzhi had indeed turned around and was slowly putting away the chessboard. Haoping was hesitating whether to secretly put the chess piece in his sleeve back.
Yan Congzhi noticed the young man's gaze and said, "Have a good rest. In an hour, follow me to the disciple-recruiting meeting."
Ni Yangzhou responded, but Haoping still couldn't put the chess piece back, so he had to walk out the door with his hands behind his back and called Yuanjia: "Come quickly too, don't disturb others."
Yuan Jia stuck out his tongue, turned around and ran out.
Ni Yangzhou was the only one left in the room that was packed with people just now.
No, no, there's also a big jar of ugly fish soup.
There were a lot of unasked questions in his mind, and there was no rush. Ni Yangzhou wanted to wait until he was alone with his master before asking.
After a while, there were light footsteps outside the door. Ni Yangzhou turned his head and saw Yuan Jia sneaking back in, as expected.
"Xiaozhou, I'm back."
Ni Yangzhou nodded and guessed it.
Yuan Jia moved the ugly fish soup to the side, sat on the edge of the bed, and said, "Tell me how you solved the illusion? My master and your master made a floating water ball and watched it. I watched the whole process but didn't understand it, and I didn't dare to ask. They all understood it. If I asked, the master would definitely compare us and scold me for not learning the skills well."
Ni Yangzhou had also seen the magic of floating water balls in the monastery. It could record real-life scenes and show them to everyone so that they could comprehend and learn. For someone like Yan Congzhi, it was not difficult to do a real-time broadcast.
Ni Yangzhou scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "I am just guessing."
Yuan Jia pushed the boy and said, "Don't be embarrassed. I haven't even guessed it yet. Hurry up."
Ni Yangzhou sorted out his memories and slowly said, "I got up early in the morning to practice swordplay. The whole yard was too quiet."
Yuan Jia interrupted, "It's been quiet all this time. What noise could there be so early in the morning?"
"Not the same." Ni Yangzhou half raised his body.
“No matter how quiet it is, there must be the sound of wind, birds singing, and water drops, but there is no sound at all in the illusion. I originally thought that the master was annoyed by the noise and cast a barrier like the one on the Bi Se Peak. But as soon as there was movement in the inn ahead, I knew something was happening.”
"The dead in several illusions have something in common."
Yuan Jia answered quickly: "I know, I know, I have already bathed!"
Ni Yangzhou nodded, then shook his head: "The guys didn't. After working all day, why would they be willing to spend the energy to fetch water for others to take a bath? Taoist Wang didn't take a bath either."
"Why is that?"
Ni Yangzhou nodded at the ugly fish soup: "Water."
"Is there a problem with the water?"
"Method of elimination: bathing, eating, drinking tea, not eating or drinking in the hotel, or eating and drinking what you bring with you, like Lin Chunshui and Zhong Peng, then nothing will happen."
Yuan Jia frowned: "I haven't seen you ask all of them?"
Ni Yangzhou said, "Look, use your eyes. There are two pots of cold tea in the waiter's room. The waiter who has been following him on night duty has never returned to the waiter's room. The wife of the mortal couple did not drink alcohol, but has been taking care of her husband. She did not have time to drink water and bathe. The man drank alcohol and sweated, and also washed his hair. Taoist priest Wang did not drink tea or bathe, but the handle of the peach wood sword was as bright as new. I guess he had been walking for days and asked for water to wipe the magic weapon."
"Then how did you know to run into the water?"
Ni Yangzhou shook his head: "I don't know, I guessed it."
"How can you cheat? Why not just jump into the sky? Or dive into the water tank?"
Ni Yangzhou laughed when he heard this: "My master and I are only separated by a wall. I am in an illusion, but my master is not here. He did not leave any clues, nor did he come to break the illusion and save me. There must be a way out in the illusion."
"Master is not willing to commit murder easily, nor will he stand by and watch someone die. The five people who fell in the inn are probably not really dead, and there is still room for them to be saved."
"Five people were naked, their bodies were greasy, but they were holding their breath and had no pulse or heartbeat. Their bodies were stretched and tight, and they were neither humans nor land animals. What do you think they looked like?"
Yuan Jia replied, "Like a fish."
Ni Yangzhou hummed, "The humidity is getting heavier. The dead people look like dead fish that have lost water. Those who are in contact with water will turn into fish, and those who are not in contact with water are still people, but it is getting harder and harder to breathe. The entire illusion is just one floor and one courtyard. If you were in it, what would you think?"
Yuan Jia said: "Eat the dead fish to replenish your body, so that your magic power can increase and break through the illusion."
Ni Yangzhou choked and said, "That's not necessary. Besides, it won't make you fatter after eating it."
Yuan Jia was puzzled: "Isn't it true that you are what you eat?"
The boy skipped the topic and continued, “Fish can’t survive on land, they have to go back to the water.
People cannot survive in water, they must first become fish. "
Yuan Jia let out a long “Oh~”: “I don’t understand.”
Ni Yangzhou held his forehead and pushed Yuanjia along the edge of the tank: "You eat it. The fish head is big, it should be quite nutritious."
Yuan Jia frowned and said, "Then why did you dive into the pond? Can't you just jump into the well?"
"That's fine," Ni Yangzhou laughed, "No need to aim at the pond."
The young man had another guess that he didn't say out loud, which was that he believed in his master. According to his master's magical powers, if there really was a heresy and even he couldn't solve it, then his own problem would be in vain. If his master was just waiting for him to solve it, then proving this illusion would not be too difficult.
There are only so many clues. If you take a chance, even if you make a mistake, your master will cover you.
The young man looked at Yuan Jia, who was pulling his hair out of worry, and asked in a deep voice, "There is one thing I don't understand. Who set up this illusion and what is their intention?"
Yuan Jia raised his head and said, "You don't know?"
Ni Yangzhou was stunned: "Know what?"
The white-haired fairy grass spirit pointed into the jar and said, "It!"
The boy's eyes fell on the ugly fish in the tank.
"I could have gotten away by running over here, but Master called over to stop me. I couldn't run away at all. When I came back, I saw a giant salamander blowing bubbles and creating an illusion. I quickly tried to make amends by throwing a pottery basin at it and knocking it unconscious. But the illusion was already created, so I had no choice but to wait for you to come out on your own."
Ni Yangzhou was puzzled: "Why is it like this?"
Yuan Jia: "The Jindan cultivator you rejected yesterday? I heard from Master that the giant salamander thought you were on the same level as Master Guanjiao, so it asked the disciple to test you before coming. And it's from Guzhou, haven't you heard of Guzhou?"
The boy was stunned.
Yuan Jia clapped his hands and imitated the ballad he had heard from the monsters: "If you want to have sweet dreams every night, you must have the Guzhou giant salamander!"
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