secretly raising a little golden crow

Chapter 247

"What should we do?" Du Yu's thoughts turned sharply, "Should we move Brother Fu out of the ward and go outside Xixia Town?"

Once there is no intervention from the flute, Fu Jianzhou will naturally fall into a normal sleep, even if he still dreams, it is a normal dream.

Yang Qingqing's expression was a little complicated.

She really wanted to respect her disciple's decision. After all, Fu Jianzhou had been depressed for many years, and this was also an opportunity to vent.

But seeing Fu Jianzhou's state, it's not an option to continue like this.

Yang Qingqing: "Give him a few more minutes, try again later, and see if you can wake him up."

Li Mengnan was very curious, and whispered: "Master Qing, do you know what dream Senior Brother Fu is having?"

"Hmm." Yang Qingqing looked at Fu Jianzhou with a sad expression, and could guess with a high probability what kind of incident caused Fu Jianzhou to be in such a state.

Du Yu showed a look of searching: "Master Qing?"

Yang Qingqing said softly: "Before, Jianzhou was also a demon spirit soldier.

In one mission, due to his personal mistakes, a comrade in arms was implicated.Although he was rescued, his comrades were sacrificed. "

There was silence in the ward, except for the faint sound of the flute.

Yang Qingqing said it lightly, this seems to be a common problem of Daxia soldiers?

Back then, when Fu Jianzhou told Du Yu the story of Master Qing, he summed up her misery and misery in just a few words.

Du Yu didn't know the details of Senior Brother Fu's story, but through Master Qing's words, he could hear Fu Jianzhou's sorrow and guilt.

Especially at this time, Fu Jianzhou washed his face with tears, even his lips were trembling slightly.

Lin Shiwei said softly, "Is that comrade who died because of Senior Brother Fu a girl?"

Du Yu was a little confused, where did the girl come from?

What surprised Du Yu even more was that Yang Qingqing nodded.

Lin Shiwei asked, "Is it Senior Brother Fu's lover?"

This time, Yang Qingqing's response was noncommittal: "Maybe."

Yang Qingqing sighed in his heart, and continued: "Since that mission, Jianzhou has been discharged from the army, and started a wild and unrestrained life, living in a daze for several years."

She always remembered the time when the two met in the Yaozhi store.

At that time, Fu Jianzhou was crawling out of a pile of dead flowers and leaves, and was almost thrown into a garbage truck by a forklift.

When he walked past Yang Qingqing, she could smell the strong smell of alcohol after his hangover.

The smell of the wine is mixed with the fragrance of Yaozhi, which is very unique.

Yang Qingqing recalled in her mind, and said in her mouth: "When I joined my sect again, Jianzhou had been abandoned for many years of cultivation."

Du Yu was stunned, that's why Senior Brother Fu wanted to say goodbye to his past self.

That's why he accepted the new name "Jianzhou".

But there is one thing that Du Yu doesn't quite understand.

He looked at Lin Shiwei who was at the side, and asked in a low voice, "How did you determine the gender of Brother Fu's dead comrade-in-arms?"

Lin Shiwei: "Didn't you analyze it, Xixiadi is telling a poignant love story.

After the three of you fell asleep just now, only Senior Brother Fu's reaction fit the emotion conveyed by Xi Xia's flute sound the most.

So I thought, maybe Brother Fu lost not only his comrade in arms, but also his lover. "

It turned out to be the case.

Du Yu nodded secretly, everything was as Shi Wei said, only Fu Jianzhou's dream was the most suitable for the emotions conveyed by the Xixia flute.

However, given Fu Jianzhou's state at this time, he must be indulging in his own story, so why would he have the slightest thought to communicate with Xixiadi?
That being the case, how could my blissful dream attract Xixiadi's favor?

Did I hallucinate just now?

Could it be that when Third Sister woke me up, it was I who heard the flute in the real world instead of hearing it in a dream?

For a moment, Du Yu's head was a little messed up.

"Jianzhou's dream should be related to that accident." Yang Qingqing looked at Du Yu, "What is your dream?"

"Ah." Du Yu came back to his senses, "I was playing with demon pets in a strange world of demon spirits."

"Sweet dreams."

Du Yu nodded: "Yes, I found Xiaobai in the clouds in the sky.

When we rushed towards the twin tree, Xiaoyan, Youying and Xiao Taisui came around.

Instead of driving us away, the twin trees catch us by making beds of branches and leaves."

Du Yu's dream and Fu Jianzhou's dream are completely two extremes!

Listening to Du Yu's statement, a carefree, warm and beautiful picture appeared in everyone's minds.

"By the way, Master Qing." Du Yu changed the topic, "Later, I started humming flute music according to our plan, trying to induce the spirit of the instrument to establish communication with it."

Yang Qingqing: "What's the result?"

Du Yu said uncertainly: "The Xixia flute seems to have given me some feedback."

"Huh?" Yang Qingqing's eyes lit up.

She also hummed the flute in her dream, repeating it over and over again, but she never got any response.

Du Yu said: "I don't know how long I hummed in my dream, anyway, for the last time, I seemed to hear the sound of a flute."

Yang Qingqing nodded slightly, signaling Du Yu to continue.

Du Yu looked helpless: "Then it's time for me."

Hearing this, Lin Shiwei and Li Mengnan looked at each other, feeling a little regretful.

If Du Yu could be awakened later, maybe it would be another result!

Yang Qingqing was very careful, aware of the emotions of the two female disciples, and said, "This is the time I set, and you two are just performing tasks."

The two girls bowed their heads one after another, with submissive expressions.

Yang Qingqing looked at Du Yu: "If you attract it for the first time, you can attract it for the second time."

The eyes of his own immortal master were full of encouragement, so Du Yu naturally nodded heavily: "I'll try!"

Yang Qingqing reached down her palm and pushed Fu Jianzhou again.

After finding that she still couldn't wake up her disciples, she ordered: "You two, take Jianzhou out of here, and let the soldiers take you to a designated place to recuperate, away from the influence of the flute."

"Yes."

"Yes!" The two nodded immediately.

Lin Shiwei acted even more resolutely, supporting Fu Jianzhou's shoulders and helping him sit up.

Seeing the two junior sisters leading Fu Jianzhou away, and their figures disappearing at the door of the ward, Du Yu restrained his emotions.

He turned to look at the woman: "Master Qing, you haven't said what your dream is."

Yang Qingqing: "It's just an ordinary battlefield, nothing special.

You are falling asleep now, no matter what the outcome is, I will wake you up at noon.At that time, we will leave here and do seminars after returning to the campus. "

Du Yu murmured in his heart, did Master experience just an ordinary battlefield?

Her grip just now crushed my bones.
Seeing Du Yu who was not moving, Yang Qingqing frowned slightly: "Du Yu?"

"Oh!" Du Yu nodded repeatedly and walked towards his bed.

His hands were still covered with layers of leaves, as if he was wearing a green glove.

Du Yu endured the pain, quickly accepted the sound of the flute into his ears, and relaxed his guard.

Xixia Diyin's mental attack is indeed powerful, and the hypnotic effect is excellent, quickly leading Du Yu into dreamland
here is?
Du Yu was still a little confused, he looked at the floating clouds beside him, and then at the tiny demon spirit under his feet.

Only then did he realize that his dream continued?
In the dream, he was still the towering giant.

But there was no Xixia flute sound in my ears.

Du Yu closed his eyes and hummed the flute again, over and over again.

However, no matter how hard he tried, he could no longer hear the flute echoing.

"Hey" After an unknown amount of time, Du Yu sighed deeply and opened his eyes.

A cotton candy-like cloud floated across his chest, and he, who was also annoyed in his heart, slapped it away with a slap.

"Pfft~" The cloud shattered.

Du Yu's huge fingers also left trails of fog marks in the air.

"Don't you want to come again?" Du Yu murmured softly, "Or, everything is my illusion and you never came.

I don't have the experience of Senior Brother Fu, so how can I fit in with you?"

While talking, Du Yu stopped talking.

My life is shallow, and I really haven't experienced too many stories.

But I have heard many stories, and I have heard intoxicating melodies!
He suddenly raised his head and said, "Let me exchange stories with you, okay?"

There was silence between heaven and earth, and Xixia Di didn't respond at all.

Du Yu didn't care whether Xixia Di was listening or not, he said to himself: "Once upon a time, there was a man named Zhu Yingtai. Hmm."

His heart moved slightly, rather than telling the story, maybe Xixia Di should listen to this first?
Du Yuguo broke his tongue and started humming the tune again.

What is humming in the nose is no longer the repertoire of the Xixia flute, but the touching Chinese famous song from another world - "Blessings of Love"!
The young Du Yu had never dabbled in any musical instruments, and in his last life, he had no money to learn.

But the story about "The Butterfly Lovers", as well as the beautiful and melodious tune, are deeply engraved in his mind.

The giant Du Yu closed his eyes and stood under the sky, among the clouds.

A shallow humming sound, with an indescribably beautiful melody, lingers between heaven and earth, and the sound spreads far, far away
Xixia Di, we all want to know you and listen to you.

But for you, our behavior may be just a greedy request, or a presumptuous interruption.

That's why you reject people thousands of miles away and don't communicate with anyone.

That being the case, before I listen to your story, please listen to this.

It comes from the distant China, where I was born and raised.
"Hmm~"

But from the moment Du Yu hummed softly, the ground supporting him under his feet seemed to be no longer the twin trees in a dream,

It is the cultural precipitation and artistic crystallization of China for thousands of years!
Inpatient department, ward.

Yang Qingqing stood at the end of Du Yu's bed with her hands behind her back.

In the environment where no one was around, Yang Qingqing's eyes were a little sad, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Squeak~"

The bed in front of him suddenly shook, and the young man lying on it also sat up.

Yang Qingqing: "Why, can't sleep?"

It turned out that Du Yu felt that he had been humming the Xixia flute music for a long time in his dream, but in reality, it was only 10 minutes in real time.

The speed of time in Xixia Dimeng is indeed confusing.

But Du Yu didn't know all of this.

With empty eyes, he turned and got off the bed, and walked towards the door.

Yang Qingqing was taken aback, and subconsciously grabbed the flower vine at hand.

Since Du Yu's palm was still being healed by the flowers and leaves, he was grabbed like this.

Yang Qingqing observed carefully for a while, is this sleepwalking?
When he was boarding at home, there was never such a situation.

Could it be the Xixia flute! ?
Did Du Yu really lure Xixia Di out?

Yang Qingqing calmed down, and immediately took a step forward.

Although she still holds Du Yu by the flower vine, she no longer restricts his movements.

Du Yu, who was sleepwalking, was able to open the door of the ward on his own, and continued to walk out
In the corridor, the two oncoming soldiers stopped, looking at this strange scene, a little confused.

Yang Qingqing's voice was very low: "Notify Mr. Cheng Feng immediately."

The soldier leaned sideways against the base of the wall, stepped out of the way ahead, and allowed Du Yu to walk by, and whispered, "Yes."

At the same time, in the dream.

Du Yu was staring at the blurry silhouette in the distance, as if he was possessed by a demon, he walked forward step by step.

While walking, his low-pitched singing never stopped.

The melody dedicated to Butterfly Lovers adds a touch of poignancy to this beautiful dream.
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