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"Senior Yuzao-senpai?" Seeing the woman's appearance and the appearance of the spirit possessed, Tang San suddenly thought of Qingming's mother's old friend Yuzaoqian who had written about it.

"Huh?" Yuzao tilted her head forward, saw Tang San who was somewhat embarrassed by Tai Tan behind him, and said with certainty, "You are Tang San."

"Yes." Tang San held back the pain on his body, cupped his fists and said, "I don't know why senior asked me."

"Something happened to Qingming, come with me." Yuzao's long and narrow eyes swept across, and a stream of light slipped through the golden pupils.

"What did you say!" Tang San was startled, recalling last night's dream again, he couldn't help but feel unsteady for a while, and coughed, "Cough, cough, how could it be..."

"Third brother, calm down." Xiao Wu hurriedly patted Tang San to comfort him, "Qingming will be fine." Xiao Wu breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, fortunately she has lovesickness, otherwise it would be bad.But how could it be him, Xiao Wu couldn't help but blush when thinking of her beloved.No, now is not the time to think about him.Xiao Wu shook her head, returning her energy to the matter in front of her.Fortunately, the people around were all paying attention to Yuzao Mae, and no one noticed what was wrong with her.

"Tang San, a soul master, can solve things that a senior titled Douluo can't solve." Tai Tan doesn't know who Qingming is, but if a titled Douluo can't solve it, his young master will definitely not be able to solve it. What's the point.

"Presumptuous!" Yu Zaoqian's eyes darkened, and a tyrannical aura immediately pressed on Tai Tan. Tai Tan paused, and it was obvious that he was having a hard time.

Great control.The people around didn't feel any coercion at all, but they couldn't help being surprised when they saw that Tai Tan's feelings were obviously not fake.

"I hope senior will be merciful." Tang San broke away from Xiao Wu's hand and walked out from behind Tai Tan, "Senior is important."

"Hmph." Yuzao snorted coldly, relieved the coercion, a tail swept over instantly, and brought Tang San up.

"Little San!"

"Third Brother!"

"Little Lord!"

"..." There were exclamations from everyone around.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen." Tang San said soothingly, "Senior Tai Tan, let's talk about my father's matter when we come back." Tang San looked at Tai Tan and said, "Senior, let's go." Tang San could You can obviously feel the anxiety in front of Tamamo, but you can explain it to others, and it's not so unreasonable.

Tang San was driven day and night by Yu Zaoqian.

"This is..." Looking at the scenery in front of him, Tang San was a little surprised, "Xingdou Great Forest?" Looking at Yuzao jumping on the canopy, Tang San was a little puzzled, "This is to bring Qingming to Xingdou to practice ?"

There was a whistling wind in his ears, Tang San secretly calculated in his heart, he should be in the center of Star Dou Forest now.

Tamamomae suddenly fell from the top of the tree and came to a clearing.It is not right to say that there is an open space. Although the front is not covered by tall trees, there are two two-story houses.On the left side of the two houses, there is a huge but not tall tree, with small pink flowers blooming on the tree, without leaves, the whole tree is like a huge pink flower cluster, with petals constantly falling.There is a long stone bench under the tree, but there are scrolls on it; it looks like a stone table, but there are no chairs.

"My lord..." "My lord, you are back..." "My lord, are you tired..." "My lord" "..."

As soon as Yuzaoqian landed, a group of people surrounded him?No, it should be a group of shikigami, many of whom Tang San has seen before.

"Quiet." Yuzao said in a deep voice, and suddenly the chattering crowd quieted down, Yuzao turned to look at Tang San who was brought over, "Have you recovered your spirit?"

"Okay." Tang San nodded, Tang San's body had already recovered with the help of Ning Fengzhi's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, not to mention that all the way along this journey was carried by Yuzaoqian's tail, and his body was wrinkled The clothes and the dried sweat and blood on them are obviously too embarrassing.

"Butterfly spirit, nightmare-eating tapir."

"My lord." Following the voice came out a girl with butterfly wings holding a tambourine, and an animal that looked like a pig.

"Take him there." Yuzao and one person?An animal said, then turned to Tang San and said, "Don't resist what will happen later, just follow them."

"Yes." Tang San nodded to show he understood.

"My lord, please come with me." The butterfly spirit kept flapping its wings and waving the tambourine in its hand, making the sound of salad la la la.

"Okay." Tang San followed Butterfly Spirit into the wooden house.

The structure of the house is very strange, and the doors of the rooms are all pulled horizontally.This is probably where Qingming lived in his previous life, Tang San thought in his heart.

"Master Qingming is inside." Butterfly Spirit opened the door and said.

"Qingming!" Tang San walked to Qingming who was lying on the ground in two steps at a time, knelt down on the ground, reached out and took Qingming's hand out from under the quilt, held it in his hand to feel his pulse.

"How could it be?" Tang San was a little surprised, his pulse seemed steady and strong, it didn't look like anything happened, but looking at Yuzao's anxious look earlier didn't seem like a fake.

"What should I do." Tang San turned to look at the two people standing beside him, "What should I do to save Qingming."

"My lord, please bring Master Qingming back from the depths of the dream." Butterfly said, shaking her wings.

"Dream?" Tang San frowned, a little puzzled, but didn't say much, "How do I get in?"

"Leave these to us, my lord, please remember to listen to my tambourine and go, we will send you to Master Qingming's dream." Butterfly Spirit said.

"My lord, please don't resist." The nightmare-eating tapir next to him spat out a purple ball and hit Tang San, the ball of light melted into his body without any feeling.

"Please bring Lord Qingming back." These were the last words Tang San heard before losing consciousness.

"This is..." When Tang San regained consciousness, he was already in a barren, empty space with dim colors, "Qingming's dream?"

"Salad la la la..." the tambourine sounded.

"Follow the sound..." Tang San said, walking towards the direction of the sound.

"Wild child, wild child, Qing Ming is a wild child that no one wants..."

A strange phantom suddenly appeared in front of Tang San, it was a group of five or six-year-old children in strange clothes, and a child was squatting among them.

"Oh... Qingming is a wild child that no one wants..."

"...wild child..."

"...no one wants..."

The child's world is the most innocent, but also the cruelest.

"I'm not!" The child in the middle raised his head, tears were streaming down his face, "I'm not a wild child..."

"Qingming!" Tang San was startled!

"Turn us back! Hit him!" said the stared child.

"Hit him!" A group of children surrounded him.

"Go away!" There was a group of children in front of him, Tang San didn't use anything else, he rushed up directly.

And when he rushed over, everything around him dissipated like smoke, leaving only the sound echoing.

"This is..." Tang San stretched out his hand to grab something, but only the air remained in his hand, "Qingming's dream...his...before...?"

"Salad la la la..." The tambourine was still ringing, and the surrounding mist drifted away and gathered again, and it was the previous picture again.

Tang San squeezed his fists, turned his head to look at it, and then continued to walk forward.

What kept appearing in front of him made Tang San very shocked and distressed, but the most important thing now is to find Qingming.

"Can I be friends with you?"

Appearing in front of her again was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, she smiled and held out her hand to Qingming.

The picture suddenly changed sharply. In a weird room, several girls were sitting on a soft-looking bench.

"The bet is completed, admit the bet and admit defeat." The girl raised her chin proudly, "Miss like that kind of person is not a matter of hooking fingers..."

"Yes Yes Yes…"

"Miss is the most powerful..." "..." Several girls around flattered her.

"Qingming..." Even knowing that what was in front of him was an illusion, Tang San couldn't help but want to step forward.

Qingming leaned against the wall outside the door and listened to the conversation inside, his head was lowered, his scattered bangs covered his expression, and he could only see his bitten white lips that were about to ooze blood, and the drops dripping on his face. ground teardrops.A teddy bear with a bow tie fell to the ground, with a mocking smile on his face.

"Seimei..." The outstretched hand penetrated the person in front of him.

"Qingming..." Tang San muttered in a low voice, with one hand still stretched forward to pass through the figure, the other hand was tightly held by his side, leaving a few deep crescents in the palm.

Continue to walk forward, the picture is constantly changing.

"Qingming, help your brother." The man stood in front of Qingming, "Your brother still has to take care of a family!"

"..."

"Qingming, save your sister." A middle-aged woman held Qingming's hand and pleaded, "She's still so young."

"..."

"As long as you agree to donate, we will take good care of you."

"Save your sister..."

"Help your brother..."

At the end of the picture is a group of people in white robes.

"Is it... the end..." Tang San lifted his steps, walked slowly through the phantom, and at this moment, the sound of Shalalala's tambourine stopped or could not be heard.