[Bao Lian Lantern Heart] Lu Yao Returns to Dream

After comparison, the similarity is so high that it is unbelievable. If there is nothing strange in it, it is unbelievable.

"But time is messed up..." Ao Cunxin grabbed her messy bun and tortured herself into a hard-working old scholar.

When it comes to wind, flowers, snow and moon, ups and downs, the three-headed jiao may be able to tell some tricks, but it is not effective when encountering such brain-intensive things, so they have to sit on the ground and give Ao Cunxin the greatest spiritual support.He could vaguely understand why Ao Cunxin insisted on clarifying this seemingly insignificant question—disordered time, backward events... Is it possible to go back to the distant past and meet him again?

"Time..." Ao Cunxin raised the chicken coop head from a pile of Rongdi classics, "I really know a place that is out of the three worlds of time and hands."

"where?"

"Song City."

The bright moon in Songcheng casts a beautiful shadow on a pool of clear water as always, and after being briefly blown to pieces by the breeze, it slowly returns to the circle.The full moonlight was so soft and impeccable that it only shone on the only bald head in Eternal Night City for countless years.

Ao Cunxin walked all the way from the domed temple with hanging curtains to the lake pavilion where the fragrance of lotus is fragrant, but he couldn't find the short and fat figure of the old man under the moon at all, and finally picked up the bald old man who was about to suffocate at the bottom of the blue pool.

"Hiding me?" Ao Cunxin crossed his arms and stared at Yuexia who was busy wringing out his clothes, snorted in his nose, pretending to be relaxed and pointed directly to the point: "I have already guessed the real intention of senior teaching me the Infinite Art! Don't worry. Well, this princess is not here to settle accounts with seniors, you don't have to hide so hard, old man."

"Which eye of yours saw that I was hiding from you? The old man has been hiding from you, a little dragon child, for ten years?" Shui Lai, "Old man, I'm going to the pool to get some fresh food for a change!"

Ao Cunxin keenly caught a detail: "Hey, isn't the time here stagnant? What does the senior say 'ten years' mean?"

Yuexia glanced at her with disgust, the kind of disgust that a bully sees a scumbag: "The old man never said that time doesn't stop."

Ao Cunxin had a question mark in his head, feeling sorry that he was a round and fat man who couldn't get on his body, so he squatted down with a smile and squatted down to twist the water on Yuexia's trouser legs, "But every time this junior comes, no matter how long he stays, he can go out to the outside world. Going back to the same moment when you entered Song City, it’s as if you’ve never been there before, isn’t it because the time in Song City hasn’t moved?”

"The concept of 'time' is relative, understand? Cause and effect here are not connected with the Three Realms. When you came in, you entered from a low-level time and space into a high-level time and space. You can't choose the time when you enter Songcheng. Every time is later than the last time, but when I go out, because the cause and effect between the two worlds are not connected, I can pretend that I have never been here." Yuexia and Ao Cunxin's small eyes widened for a while, "Hey, tell me something that you children can understand .You have been in Song City for seven days. When you go out—that is, when you cut out—the earliest time is the same as the time when you came in, and the latest is the same as the time when you came in. You can keep the same time in the above Arbitrarily choose a specific cut-out time point in the interval, understand?"

"...Ming...Understood!" Ao Cunxin nodded vigorously with her eyes straightened, "Well...that...senior, since time can be chosen under certain circumstances, then those of us who live in the 'now' have Is it impossible... Is it possible... to go back to the past?"

Her pair of shallow pupils were tightly nailed to Yuexia's mouth, holding her breath not to disturb the answer that was about to be revealed.

This answer is entrusted with the wishful thinking of ten springs, autumns, winters and summers, can you give me a weapon to compete with God for this favor, and turn every night's bitter dream into reality?

Is it possible for me to travel once in the long river of time, to be a cowherd on the magpie bridge, so that I have the courage to continue the long and dry life?

……

The Milky Way is deep, countless stars poke out through the night, and the moisture of the night permeates the air.

Chen Xiang pushed open the door, and saw in the empty courtyard, on the square stone platform, a woman with long hair in a pink skirt dancing with a sword.The two swords swung in a semi-circle in front of the body without any rush or slowness. Suddenly, the wrists were turned, and the tip of the sword pointed forward. Can't stop flipping, the end is vague, changing without direction.

"Aunt, are you still asleep?"

The woman didn't answer, her fairy coat fluttered in the evening wind, the white old gauze around her waist was blown away, and wrapped around her arms, it looked like a palace concubine's silk.

Chen Xiang took a closer look, and found that he was in the Great Hall of Glory, the gate was closed tightly, there were menacing killings outside the hall, and the flames inside the hall shot up to the sky, reflecting a scene of flickering and extinguishing.Burnt wooden beams wrapped in flames fell from time to time, and the whole palace was crumbling.

He didn't care to think about where it was, and saw that the woman didn't hear her, her waist was swaying, and the sword light refracted the flames, dazzling people's eyes, but when he looked carefully, it was not Ao Cunxin.

A feather arrow pierced through the pane with a whoosh, Chen Xiang was shocked, and rushed forward, "Be careful, Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu!"

With this step, he stepped on an empty space and rolled down the high steps in the hall. When his eyes dimmed, he saw a pair of platinum coiled dragon boots standing in front of him. In the cramped cave in the cave, the god of the silver helmet and the crown stands in front of him with a halberd in his hand, as if in a lifetime.

"Huh, uncle? Where's Xiaoyu, have you seen Xiaoyu?"

"Have you memorized the five thousand books in the level?"

He was dazed for a moment, and said dazedly: "Yes... I finished memorizing it, and I finished it a long time ago."

"What's the fourth-to-last line on No.70, the third row from the right, on the sixth page of the second No.30?"

Chen Xiang looked at the stern black eyes of the gods, and couldn't help taking half a step back, looking down, she was actually wearing the moon white blouse she was wearing when she was a teenager.

The long halberd was cold, and the god urged sharply: "If you can't pass the test, you won't see your mother. What are you waiting for?"

"I, I remember, I remember...it is... a sentence that King Zhou of Shang said to Daji in "Biography of King Wu."

"What?"

"'Beauty, is the phoenix body healthy?'"

With one step empty, he suddenly fell down.

"Agarwood?" The gentle voice like broken jade was close to his ears, and a warm and delicate arm was wrapped around his waist.

Chen Xiang opened his eyes suddenly, and it took a moment to adapt to the darkness in front of him.

It's Huashan's home.

"Have a nightmare?"

Chen Xiang shook the little hand wrapped around his chest, turned over, and wrapped him in his arms, "Well, I dreamed of my uncle." He sighed, lowered his head and rubbed Xiaoyu's hair, "I dreamed of uncle again." I saw those things when I was young, this time it was the formation that my uncle set up in the Huashan secret prison, and asked me to memorize five thousand books, otherwise I would not be able to get out for the rest of my life."

When mentioning uncle, Xiaoyu's expression moved, she burrowed into his arms, and listened to him quietly.

"It's been so many years. I still remember the three questions that my uncle asked me. The answer to the last question is a sentence from the history book. Do you want to hear it?"

Xiaoyu was afraid that Chen Xiang would say something more sad, "If it sounds good, I will listen."

Chen Xiang hugged Xiaoyu even tighter, stretched out his neck and kissed her forehead, "'Beauty, is the Phoenix body healthy?'"

In the early morning of the next day, Chen Xiang yawned and pushed open the door, but was frightened back by a 'door god' poking in front of her, and sat down on the ground.Hearing the sound, Xiaoyu quickly ran out of the inner room while arranging her bun, and was delighted at the first sight: "Good morning, Auntie, please come in."

Ao Cunxin had been waiting for a long time, with a bundle in his hand, a sword hanging on his waist, and three dragons behind him, directly ignoring the fussing boy Liu, and smiled kindly at Xiaoyu: "No, I came here specially to say goodbye. It’s not easy to teach Miss Chan to know about this, so I’ll say hello to you first, and tell Miss Chan after I’m gone, it’s not considered leaving without saying goodbye.”

Xiaoyu was a little frightened by Ao Cunxin's serious battle on the surface, but she felt that the matter was important, so she asked Chen Xiang what she meant.Seeing Ao Cunxin's appearance of going on a long journey, Chen Xiang became even more curious: "Auntie, will you go to the end of the world with a sword?"

Ao Cunxin waved his hands again and again: "No way, no way, just go back to the Shang Dynasty."

virtual tunnel

On the Huashan Mountain where the snow cover has just melted, Ao Cunxin, Sanshoujiao, Chen Xiang and Xiaoyu huddled in the small room of Chen Xiang and his wife to write and draw.Ao Cunxin spread his hands, pushed away the ghostly symbols that covered the table, glanced at the faces of the two juniors who seemed to have been struck by lightning, and raised his delicate eyebrows: "That's how things are. To any time, I have explained it clearly with words and pictures, can you let me go? Or do you have to drag it until Miss Chan and Mr. Liu find out my secret?"

Chen Xiang and Xiaoyu have been terrified since the section on the ancient paintings of Xiazhou. When they heard the section on Songcheng later, Chen Xiang dared to test the temperature of Ao Cunxin's forehead, but Ao Cunxin slapped him back.When it comes to Tianwaitianyunyun, the turbulent waves in the hearts of the young couple have already risen and fallen, but Ao Cunxin is only indifferent, as if sharing a small plan to go to the night market tonight.

Taking advantage of the two children's recollection, Ao Cunxin winked at the three-headed dragon, and jumped out of the window in his own body.Chen Xiang jumped to stop him, but was blocked in the house by the three Jiao Jiao who had been prepared for a long time.

"Uncle Jiao!" Chen Xiang didn't want to fight with this elder of the foreign race in his heart, but the strength in his palm was already [-]%, "Are you messing around with your aunt?"

"It's you kid who is messing around, right?" The three-headed dragon smiled alluringly, but a ruthless look appeared in his eyes, "Since you call me uncle, I will tell you the truth-as long as my three-headed dragon is alive , will help the three princesses realize their wish!"

Chen Xiang and the three-headed dragon pinched each other's arms tensely, the young man's clear voice