Xiaoyao Xiaoyao in the mountains

The room was very dark, and Yang Xiaobao turned on the switch after entering the room.

Seeing the old horse lying on the bed, Yang Xiaobao breathed a sigh of relief.

He was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Because he felt that the old horse was lying flat on the bed, as if he was dead.

After the old horse sat in his own car and fell asleep in the car, his purr was louder than that of a pig.

The old horse was drunk today, and the snoring sound should have been louder before, but now there is no sound at all.

This, something is not quite right.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaobao walked over and sniffed the old horse.

Fortunately, he was still breathing, which made Yang Xiaobao feel relieved.

But he patted the old horse's face and shouted: "Old horse, old horse!"

If you slapped him on the face like this normally, even if he was drunk, there should be a reaction.

But now, no matter how much you slap, there is no response at all.

Yang Xiaobao knew that there must be something wrong here.

what is the problem?

Yang Xiaobao thought for a long time, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he understood instantly.

There is a kind of evil spirit that can enter people's dreams and then kill people in the dream.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaobao's face became very ugly.

He knew that the old horse was in a dream at this time, maybe he was being entangled by evil spirits, just like he was in a dream.

But now he can't wake up the old horse, and he doesn't know what to do.

Yang Xiaobao turned around in a hurry, searched in his mind for a while, and suddenly thought of a way.

In the inheritance of the mountain god, there is a solution to this aspect.

But if he really followed the method entered into his mind by the mountain god, it would be dangerous.

Just when Yang Xiaobao was hesitating, he suddenly saw blood flowing from the old horse's nose and the corners of his mouth.

He was taken aback, knowing that the old horse must have encountered danger in his dream.

At this time, he had no other choice. In order to save the old horse, even if there was danger, he would not care about it.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaobao jumped onto the bed, lay down side by side with the old horse, and then held the old horse's hand with his hand.

If someone saw the two of them like this at this time, they would definitely think that Yang Xiaobao and Lao Ma had that kind of relationship.

In an emergency, Yang Xiaobao can't care so much, what is not in image, the most important thing now is to save people.

Yang Xiaobao held the old horse's hand and muttered something.

Not long after, Yang Xiaobao felt that his head was dizzy, and his whole body seemed to pass out.

He heard someone giggling, and immediately opened his eyes.

Yang Xiaobao saw that he was in a dark alley, which was very similar to the alley he followed the evil spirit in his dream just now.

He was overjoyed, knowing that he had also arrived in a dream.

Yang Xiaobao saw a shadow formed by thick black smoke not far ahead.

This black shadow is enveloping a person, as if devouring the person.

The wrapped people are struggling hard.

It is none other than the old horse.

Yang Xiaobao snorted, took out a charm from his pocket, and rushed over.

This is an evil spirit talisman, which was drawn by Yang Xiaobao when he was in Miyuan County, and he planned to use it to deal with the people from the Bone Gate.

I didn't expect to use it at this time.

Yang Xiaobao stuck the talisman on the black shadow.

The thick black shadow let out a shrill scream, twisted and struggled, and drifted away into the distance.

The old horse plopped and fell directly to the ground.

Yang Xiaobao quickly picked up the old horse, and probed his breath with his fingers.

There is still a breath of breath.

Yang Xiaobao shook the old horse lightly, and shouted: "Old horse, old horse!"

But the old horse didn't open his eyes.

Yang Xiaobao suddenly realized that now he was in a dream, so how did he wake up?

If he didn't wake up at this time, someone would rush into the room in reality, and he and the old horse would become fish under the knife of others.

However, he only knew how to enter the dream, not how to get out of it.

Yang Xiaobao thought for a while, then suddenly thought of something, and patted his head.

Have it.

He pinched the old horse hard with his wounded hand, while he pinched his own wound with the other.

The pain instantly spread throughout his body, causing him to suddenly open his eyes.

He saw that he was still in the room where the old horse slept.

When he looked at the old horse, the old horse was slowly opening his eyes.

Seeing Lao Ma open his eyes, Yang Xiaobao smiled and said, "Old Ma, you finally woke up, are you alright?"

The old horse opened his mouth and said weakly: "Xiaobao, just now, I had a nightmare."

Yang Xiaobao shook his head and said, "That's not a nightmare, you wipe the corners of your mouth with your hands."

The old horse raised his hand, wiped the corner of his mouth with his hand, looked at the blood on his hand, and showed a terrified expression on his face.

"Little Treasure, what the hell is going on here?"

Yang Xiaobao sighed and told what happened.

"I understand. It turns out that we have all entered the dream created by this evil spirit."

"Yes, we have entered a dream created by an evil spirit." Yang Xiaobao nodded.

"Xiaobao, thank you, if it wasn't for you, maybe I would have been sucked dry by that evil ghost."

Yang Xiaobao grunted, and asked: "Old Ma, how do you know that evil spirit is specialized in sucking human flesh and blood?"

"It must be it, otherwise why does it have to kill us?"

Yang Xiaobao was stunned by Lao Ma's question.

"Wake up, let's stop thinking about it, I'd better heal you first."

He let the old horse lie on the bed and began to massage the old horse.

It is said to be a massage, but it is actually taking the opportunity to inject energy into the old horse's body.

After a while, Lao Ma said happily: "Xiaobao, I feel much better."

Seeing that the old horse's face turned bloody, Yang Xiaobao nodded, let go of the old horse, and took out an evil spirit talisman from his pocket.

"This evil spirit talisman, as long as you enter the dream of the evil spirit again, you can stick this on it."

"Xiaobao, can't you use your mirror?" The old horse asked while taking the evil spirit talisman handed to him by Yang Xiaobao.

Yang Xiaobao shook his head, sighed and said: "I don't know what's going on, my Ling Xiao Mirror is useless in my dream, but this evil spirit talisman can be used."

"It seems that your Ling Xiao mirror is not omnipotent."

Yang Xiaobao shrugged his shoulders and said: "It doesn't work in a dream, but in reality, I don't believe that guy keeps letting us enter its dream."

After speaking, he walked towards the door.

"Old horse, call me if you need anything."

Back in his room, Yang Xiaobao closed his eyes and soon fell asleep.

The next morning, Yang Xiaobao got up and finished washing, went out and knocked on the door of Lao Ma's room.

The old horse opened the door from the inside and grinned.

Seeing the spirit of the old horse, Yang Xiaobao smiled and said: "It seems that you are completely recovered."

"It's not thanks to you." The old horse said, "otherwise I would still be lying on the bed now."

"Now that we can act, let's go eat." Yang Xiaobao said with a smile.