Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Chapter 160 Different offensive and defensive forces

My head...is a mess.

The illusory dream shattered into pieces, piecing together a scene that tore Cheng Yan's heart apart.

Wendy was riding on a giant dragon, with the dragon's head charging straight towards Zandik, as if it was going to knock him to death with a headbutt.

Before Cheng Yan could shout out, the scene suddenly changed. On the top of the lonely mountain, Ruota held a sharp blade against Morax's neck.

Cheng Yan hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop them, and the next moment he saw Zandik and Jin Peng strangling each other.

Cheng Yan was so anxious that he was sweating coldly, but the people in the dream could not see him. The endless fighting became more and more intense. Cheng Yan felt that everything he cared about was moving away from him.

"do not want!"

His whole body suddenly felt weightless, and Cheng Yan sat up with a jerk. Cold sweat dripped down his temples, and his heart began to beat uncontrollably.

"What's wrong with you? Have you had a nightmare?"

Aqi was awakened by Cheng Yan's actions. He sat up and saw his flustered look, so he raised his hand and stroked Cheng Yan's back.

"Niwa said that dreams are fake and will never happen."

The gentle comfort calmed Cheng Yan down, but he still felt scared when he thought back to the scenes just now.

"I want to send a letter back to Liyue."

Aqi nodded, "Okay, then I'll go with you to mail it tomorrow."

Cheng Yan shook his head, "No, I have the tools to deliver the letter."

The mechanical bird is much faster than other means of transportation.

Cheng Yan took out the letter paper, picked up the pen and started writing. His handwriting, which used to be like a dog's crawling, has improved a lot now, at least people can see what he wrote clearly.

Every word he wrote down reflected his inner worries, and at the end of the letter he added a few things he wanted Morax and Jin Peng to do to alleviate his worries.

Cheng Yan is very afraid of having conflicts with the person he likes. Although the biggest conflict is with Zazan, and Zazan is probably very far away from Liyue now, that dream is indeed the situation Cheng Yan fears the most.

The mechanical bird was very fast, and it didn’t take long for the people from Liyue to get Cheng Yan’s letter.

The people who received the letter had no idea that Cheng Yan was having a nightmare, and they were staring at the letter with strange requests.

"…If Tuo has any rebellious intentions, the Emperor will definitely give him a good beating."

"Wendy, be obedient and stay away from flying dragons. Don't ride a dragon and hit people."

"Jin Peng, don't strangle others during a fight, and don't let others strangle you."

……

"What do these words mean?"

Jin Peng tilted his head in confusion and asked, "I have never started an argument with anyone, nor have I ever strangled anyone."

Wendy crossed her arms and glanced at him, "I won't say anything about choking you, but are you sure you haven't initiated an argument with anyone?"

Jin Peng kept silent, and Wendy reached out and took the letter from Morax.

"How does Yanyan know about flying dragons? I haven't mentioned Tevarin to him."

"And this, Morax, there is actually a traitor around you?"

Cheng Yan didn't know yet, but because of his words, Ruo Tuo couldn't eat at the table for three days.

After receiving the letter, Cheng Yan took the initiative to ask for a reply. This was the first time, but the request for a reply was...

"Let's take a picture holding hands and send it back? Is this your custom when sending letters before?"

Wendy held her chin in her hand and read these strange words, feeling a little confused for a moment.

"He should, to confirm that we are coexisting peacefully."

Wendy was speechless and glanced at the two of them. "Yanyan shouldn't ask me that. He should send me a separate letter and ask me if I've been ostracized to death by you guys."

The process of replying to the letter was a bit bumpy. When Ruota saw Cheng Yan's words, he was furious. He howled that Cheng Yan was wrongly accusing him of his loyalty to Morax, and wanted to tear up the letter sent back to Cheng Yan. After a long delay, the mechanical bird finally set off on its journey.

Covering the bump on his head caused by Morax, Ruota had tears in his eyes and felt bad for Cheng Yan in his heart.

Cheng Yan couldn't lie down in bed any longer as he hadn't received the reply yet, so he dressed and went downstairs.

The fear in his heart was still clear, and Cheng Yan patted his chest to comfort himself.

"No, Tuozi is obsessed with the Emperor and will never do anything bad to the Emperor. Wendy and Jinpeng can't see Zanzan now, so they can't scare themselves."

Just after he finished comforting himself, Cheng Yan walked down the stairs and saw the person who frightened him again.

Escher stood in the yard, as if he had been waiting for a long time. His impenetrable gray eyes were now fixed on Cheng Yan.

Cheng Yan's legs went weak and he almost crawled back up the stairs.

He felt that his heart was getting worse after coming to Inazuma. Being scared by nightmares was not enough, so how could he meet this person again?

Turning his head away from Escher's gaze, Cheng Yan went to the kitchen and planned to cook something to calm himself down.

He had to reduce Aqi's heartbreak to zero as soon as possible. Maybe after completing this task, he could go directly to Zanzan. He wouldn't worry too much about Lord Dijun, Jinpeng, and Wendy. They all had bottom lines, but Zanzan...

Cheng Yan became even more worried when he thought about it. The longer he was separated from Zazan, the more likely it would be that more accidents would happen. If he couldn't see Zazan for a long time, things would have changed and people would have changed. What if Zazan couldn't even remember him?

His mind was distracted and he accidentally dropped the pot full of hot water, so all the bubbling water poured onto Cheng Yan's hands, causing his expression to twist suddenly.

"hiss……"

He covered his hands and ran to the well outside. The piercing pain made Cheng Yan's face turn pale.

Without paying attention to Escher who was still in the yard, Cheng Yan rushed to the well like a gust of wind.

"Cold water, cold water."

The cold water from the well needed to be pumped up bucket by bucket using a shaking device. Cheng Yan's right hand was in so much pain that he couldn't use any strength. He gritted his teeth and used his left hand, but just as he touched it, he was pushed away by someone.

Feeling a little confused, Cheng Yan tilted his head to look at the person fetching water for him, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should change the well.

"Eh, Mr. Escher, I myself actually ..."

"Shut up."

The tone was so cold that it chilled Cheng Yan to the bone. He shuddered and shrank back in fear at his stern tone.

Escher glared at the heat emanating from Cheng Yan's wrist and pulled him over with force.

"Wow--"

A bucket of cold water was poured on the wound, and Cheng Yan's pain was slightly relieved. Just as he was about to say thank you, he saw Escher bringing up another bucket with an expressionless face.

"Wow--"

The splashing water soaked Cheng Yan's clothes. Cheng Yan was about to say that he could just soak his hands in the bucket, but he stopped talking when he saw Escher's murderous expression.

"Wow--"

Another bucket. The water on Cheng Yan's body now was more than the water poured on the wound.

More than a dozen buckets of water were poured on him, and the scattered water had already flowed out of the yard.

Cheng Yan raised his hand to wipe his face, then spoke while his whole body was wet.

"Thank you, Mr. Escher." Thank you for giving me a bath while you're at it.

Cheng Yan's body now actually has a strong self-healing ability. According to the system, he will not die unless he suffers a fatal injury. The reason why he reacted so strongly just now was just because he was afraid of pain.

But no matter how great the pain is, it is nothing compared to the mental torture in front of me.

With his head lowered, Cheng Yan still didn't dare to look the person in front of him in the eye.

He didn't know why the person in front of him gave him such a strong sense of oppression. He was obviously a strange middle-aged man, but when he opened his mouth, Cheng Yan didn't even dare to respond. He felt guilty and afraid. Even Cheng Yan himself found it strange.

"Are your hands new?"

Cheng Yan: “…”

I was really angry, but I didn't dare to refute it.

"Mr. Escher, you're here really early."

"Yes, otherwise how can we see such excellent employees in the Ta'er Sword Forge? You can get burned even by boiling water, so if you are asked to forge swords, you will probably find broken limbs in the swords."

...So cruel, and why do these words sound so familiar?

Cheng Yan slowly raised his eyes and for the first time took a serious look at the person in front of him. He had always been stared at by him before, and he had never taken a close look at what the person in front of him looked like.

Seeing her ordinary appearance, a hint of disappointment flashed through Cheng Yan's heart.

Then he laughed at himself in his heart. How could that be possible? He thought Zanzan had come back.

"Thank you Mr. Escher for fetching me some water. I'm going to go change my clothes first."

Blinking away the water drops from his eyelashes, Cheng Yan looked a little dazed.

Escher looked at Cheng Yan's back, tightened his fingers, and turned his hands behind his back as if nothing had happened.

"Please call Mr. Niwa. I have been waiting for him for a long time."

"Okay, Mr. Escher, please sit down for a moment. I'll go call Niwa right away."

After taking many steps, Cheng Yan could still sense someone behind him observing him. He tilted his head slightly, and when he saw Escher clearly, he found that Escher was already sitting upright.

…It’s not an illusion.

Whether it's a glare or a look.

He was always observing himself.

Cheng Yan withdrew his gaze, changed his clothes, and did not call Niwa, but sat in front of Escher himself.

"Where is Mr. Niwa?"

Escher stroked the teacup with his fingertips, feeling a little uncomfortable when Cheng Yan suddenly looked at him with a fixed gaze.

Cheng Yan picked up the teapot and added more tea for him, his eyes never leaving his face.

"Mr. Escher, don't you want to talk to me more?"

A look of grievance flashed in his eyes as Cheng Yan carefully observed every change in the expression of the person in front of him.

"You know, Mr. Escher, seeing you reminds me of an old friend of mine."

"That's quite a coincidence."

Escher's palms were slightly sweaty, and he looked a little uncomfortable as Cheng Yan stared at him.

Cheng Yan curled his lips and continued speaking.

"That old friend is the one I love in my heart, but I have to separate from him because of some things. I must get him back. Mr. Escher, do you think I can succeed?"