Chapter 294 Southern Wild Witch Sect

The moon climbed over the treetops, rose to the sky, and hid in the gray clouds when he was young. As soon as the moonlight faded, the whole starry sky became dim.

Under the dim sky, the bonfire was extinguished, the night wind was gentle, and the southern wilderness eight hundred villages seemed to fall into the ancient picture scroll, quietly, leaving only a touch of mottled dark brown.

On the fourth floor of the bamboo building, Li Xiaoguan was wearing a pair of trousers, lying on all fours and snoring like thunder.

"Little fat has been reduced a lot."

Simajin's pretentious sigh of sadness sounded in his ear. An Bochen shook his head with a smile. However, when he looked carefully, he also found that Li Xiaoguan was two times thinner than before, but his skin was very smooth and tender, not like the skin of a weather-beaten general from north to south.

"The mud he used in the shower is a good thing."

Simajin's eyes lit up and muttered.

Unlike Simajin, An Bochen is not interested in Li Xiaoguan's skin. He is only interested in Li Xiaoguan's experience in the southern wilderness. The experience of the minor official is not strange or complicated, but there is a trace of inexplicable absurdity. There seems to be a rope hanging the junior official, enticing him to the southern wilderness step by step.

Putting down his greed for power, An Bochen turned back to a young man who was far more witty than brave in Liujing, and his ideas were more clear. After learning about the situation in the Southern Wilderness from Simajin, An Bochen vaguely guessed a little, but the reason for it was still not clear.

"Red brush, let's go." Turning to Simajin, he opened his mouth.

"Good." Simajin answered.

Although he can't see Sima Jin's figure and appearance clearly, An Bochen can feel her eagerness to try. Dreaming is An Bochen's unique stunt. Sima Jin has heard An Bochen talk about it and has always been very curious. It is also a fulfillment to experience it in person tonight.

Exploring the southern wasteland at night, the two of them are naturally wandering out of their minds, An Bochen is the soul, and Sima Jin is the yuan god. After the combination of the three souls of heaven and earth, An Bochen's soul now looks the same as the body, with clear eyebrows and soft lines. However, Sima Jin's cultivation is still in the realm of local products, and the realm of Yuan Shen has not been improved. He can distinguish human figures but can't see his face clearly. Fortunately, when Sima Jinyuan is out of his body, he always wears a white mask, which is not so strange to cover his blurred face.

Holding Simajin's hand, An Bochen walked to Li Xiaoguan, his eyes fell on the whirlpool between Li Xiaoguan's eyebrows, and his heart suddenly moved.

"Why did you stop?" Simajin asked.

"Before, I planned to explore the dream of the petty official first, and then explore the dream of the barbarian woman, but this was too time-consuming. Since dreams can be crossed, it should also be like this..."

With that, An Bochen looked at the barbarian woman sleeping next to the door of the hall, raised his arm, and a purple light flashed in his eyes.

As An Bochen's hand withdrew inch by inch, the whirlpool between the barbarian woman's eyebrows slowly rose, pulled by an invisible force and flew to the palm of An Bochen's hand.

With a happy face, An Bochen stretched out his hand to grab the whirlpool, and then pressed the whirlpool in the middle of Li Xiaoguan's eyebrows.

The two vortexes, one gold and one ash, and the difference is obvious. At first, they flowed separately. Gradually, it seemed that the beginning and tail of two streams of water began to intersect and flow, but they did not merge. That is to say, the two still maintain an independent dream, but they cross each other in places where they are connected to each other.

"Red brush, hold your breath."

While talking, An Bochen clenched Simajin's wrist, and a soft thunder in the palm of his hand wrapped Simajin, and then turned into a streamer and flew into the whirlpool.

.......

Under the sky is a completely different world on the two sides. The world on the left is a market and neighborhood that can't be seen at a glance. There are all kinds of shops, tea houses, pubs, opera houses, and occasionally a few brothels. The road is crowded, men, women and children, and it is very lively.

"Xiao Anzi, the one on the left looks like Liujing."

"Well, that's the dream background of the little official."

Stepping on Tianyun and holding Simajin, An Bochen slowly flew forward.

Since the gathering of the soul, An Bochen has been wandering into a dream for the first time. Unlike before, An Bochen can call the clouds and fly without the help of the dream to bless the gods.

It's no different from what I imagined. For a young official with no ambition, being an official in the bustling Liujing has been his first wish in his life. His dream background is naturally the bustling Liujing. But I don't know whether the little official will only guard half of Liujing, only think of being a senior official, or be confused by the power like himself before, and almost fall.

With a self-deprecating smile, An Bochen turned his head and looked to the right.

The world on the right belongs to the nameless barbarian woman. What An Bochen didn't expect was that the barbarian woman's dream was so beautiful.

The rolling mountains are surrounded by fairy clouds, but they are floating in the air and can't see the end at a glance. Under Xianshan Mountain is a running river. The river cuts the plain into various sizes. The plains are full of flowers, colorful and colorful, and the horses gallop to the red sun in the distance...

Strange, why does a barbarian woman in the southern wilderness have such a dream background? It seems that she is not very old. She should have never been out of the Southern Wilderness and never seen the outside world. How can she come up with such a beautiful dream?

Sure enough, people can't look good...

An Bochen said in his heart, subconsciously looking at the girl in his arms and smiling faintly.

"Don't giggle. Let's go to Li Xiaopang's dream first."

Simajin obviously didn't understand the meaning of An Bochen's smile. If she guessed it, she would not be able to laugh or cry.

An Bochen didn't say much. He drove down the clouds, flew to the world on the left, and suddenly drilled into a brothel in the city.

The green building collapsed, and the wood chips turned into a dark forest. The forest was full of towering trees, and the soil under the trees was wet, as if it had never dried. As soon as An Bochen and Simajin landed, they heard the sound of horses' hoofs in the distance. When they turned around, they saw a group of cavalry rushing in the Heize Ridge. In the cavalry, led by a fat man with a hammer on his waist, he was shouting and leading the crowd south.

"Brothers, keep up, find my uncle and brother early, so that you can go home early!"

Li Xiaoguan's shouts echoed in the woods, shocking a black magpie.

"This little fat man doesn't look like a general in armor, but looks like a mountain king."

Sima Jin said with a smile, and gradually restrained his expression: "Sure enough, someone is secretly leading the little official and the tiger camp south."

An Bochen said "um" and glanced over the tiger troops one by one. Seeing that all of them were different, he said, "It's the people of Changmen."

The time when the refugees in Lingnan went north to Liuguo can correspond to the "defection" of Shangan Bochen. That is to say, the rebellion of Lingnan is probably inseparable from Changmen. Simajin had already told An Bochen that there should be no big difference. An Bochen was never captured, and Changmen was never able to find an innocent scholar. Naturally, he was unwilling to start from somewhere else. It happened that Liu was defeated, and Li Xiaoguan was scattered, and the people in the long gate turned their eyes to Li Xiaoguan. Over the years, Li Xiaoguan has been following An Bochen. Everyone can see the relationship between the two. Changmen lured Li Xiaoguan to treat him as his backhand. In case An Bochen has been free, he will use Li Xiaoguan as a hostage and force An Bochen to submit.

As for how Li Xiaoguan learned the fake news, he must have been trapped by the "riot army" when he passed through Nanguqiu. The Hu Ben armies only knew about An Bochen's "defection". Later, they were recruited into the Southern Expedition. They did not know that An Bochen went all the way to the north. After learning the false news, they believed it. No wonder they would follow the little official all the way to the south.

At that time, An Bochen had figured out the cause, and then a new suspicion came out - it is reasonable that the little official has fallen into the hands of the people of the long gate. Why did he walk safely all the way to the southern wilderness?

"In addition to the people in Changmen, there are also others who intervene."

Simajin's voice sounded beside him.

"Yes." An Bochen nodded, "That man is either related to Changmen, or his strength is still above Changmen, or both."

Looking at each other, a fluke flashed in their eyes at the same time.

Fortunately, he just calmed down and did not directly break into the village to save Li Xiaoguan. Instead, he hid his body in an absolutely safe place and wandered around, otherwise he would definitely fall into the man's trap.

The man intervened halfway, broke the wishes of Changmen and lured the young official to the southern wilderness step by step. There are only two possibilities, one is for the small official himself, and the other is the same as Changmen, for An Bochen.

It's not that the two look down on Li Xiaoguan, but it's obvious that the latter one is more likely.

There are only a handful of people who have such means in Kuangnan. Since General Da Kuangpang was "commized" in the southern wilderness, the identity of that person is ready to come out.