[King of Glory] King's Mainland Food Talk

From the moment she stepped into the path, she felt an invisible force field filling the entire space. Looking back, the path was still a path, but she could clearly feel that it was different. She had already stepped into the path. into some invisible force.

Is this... the power of dreams?

Thinking of this, she sank her mind and continued to walk down.

In the quiet courtyard, the vegetation swayed slightly in the wind, and there was a crisp bird song in the wind. I couldn't tell which direction it was, but it kept singing melodiously. The courtyard wall with clear gray tiles came to an end. The path turned, and it was really quiet here, or too quiet.

She turned the corner lightly and calmly, and the moment she walked out of the corner, her steps stopped——

In front of you is a slightly dilapidated small courtyard, with an oversized water tank in the middle of the courtyard. There is a woman in a calico blouse with her sleeves rolled up, leaning forward to fish for something in the big tank, while using He said to her in Mandarin with Wu Di's accent: "You're playing crazy with the fruit next door, right? You'll come here now... Come on, don't be dazed. The rice is left in the pot for you. It's still warm. Go quickly." Eat." The woman raised her head, holding the freshly marinated sour bamboo shoots in her hand, and a strand of hair that was tied up on the top of her head was sticking to her face.

it's mother...

She stopped in her tracks, and looked down at her palm—the palm of an adult is well-defined, and there are shallow marks left by a knife on the back of her hand.

"Girl, why are you in a daze, don't you want to eat?" The woman closed the lid of the big vat, her young face was not haggard from the later illness.

The mother walked towards her with a big bowl of sour bamboo shoots, and said to her in a rambling manner: "You are so old, why are you still so worrying... You girl is really..." Mother stretched out her hand and patted her on the shoulder, "Look at you...the clothes don't fit well, and the collars are crooked..." Walking in, you can still smell the spices that have been left in the kitchen all year round.

Ji Ling moved her mouth, her eyes passed through the small backyard in her memory, the sound of birdsong seemed to be clearer and louder, she heard her own voice, with a gentle smile: "Mom, our sour bamboo shoots are only Pickling in winter, not in spring and summer..."

So the mother's hand stopped, "Yeah...yes... how come I forgot, forgot..." She lowered her head again, there was no sour bamboo shoots in her hand, only an empty bowl remained, with the murmured whispers , this bowl and even the hand holding the bowl gradually became transparent...

"How are you doing?" the figure of the mother asked in a low voice.

"I've grown up and can take care of myself..." Ji Ling calmly looked at the figure that gradually became transparent and blurred with the background, "I miss you very much...but please don't worry about me anymore." Then The illusory figure seemed to show a smile, and then embraced her with dissipated arms. Ji Ling raised her lips to show a faint smile, and gently raised her arms to accept the hug: "Anyway, thank you..." These What I've been wanting to say but haven't been able to say, finally has a chance to say it, even though it's just an illusion.

Before her mother died, the most worrying thing was how this young girl would face the whole world alone. Now, she can finally say firmly and calmly that there is no need to worry.

After the last word was finished, all the images were blurred in a white light, and she returned to "reality". At the fingertips, a transparent butterfly flapped its wings and gradually disappeared.

"Butterfly fantasy..." She murmured, watching the crystal butterfly dissipate on her fingertips, the path was still in front of her eyes, so the reason why the master didn't want to bring her in was because she would see the "past" in this way?What a domineering power... Forcibly perform memory killing.

If the mind is not firm, just sinking in the past that is most desired in the bottom of the heart, what will happen?

Continue to move forward and turn the second corner.

It was a familiar scene again... but it was familiar and strange.

For a moment, as if she had traveled through time, she stood in a lively neighborhood surrounded by towering modern buildings, asphalt roads, signboards with flashing lights, bustling crowds, and the exhaust from passing cars even made her cough.

The loudspeaker that kept repeating the price reduction was placed on the doorknob of the store, and the car bell jingled from behind, and then an impatient voice came, "Rang Rang, why are you standing in the middle of the road?"

So she dodged subconsciously and dodged a battery car whizzing by behind her. She squeezed through the crowd and stood on the bank on the side of the street. The leather shoes that had been reduced in price were spread out on the floor, and the shop assistant was busy greeting her. Guest: "If you like it, you can try it. Sister, this one is selling well!"

Inexplicably, the corner of her mouth twitched, and she couldn't help laughing, watching the eloquent shop assistant eloquently recommending enthusiastically.

"Your world is very interesting..." A clear dreamy voice sounded leisurely behind him, and at the same time, there were many sounds of gently flapping wings.

She glanced down, and as expected, she saw many transparent crystal butterflies surrounding her.

Slowly turning sideways, a man with short green hair appeared in his field of vision. He seemed to be asleep with his eyes closed, sitting cross-legged on top of a strange, brightly colored fish-shaped creature, with one hand supporting his jaw and the other resting on his back. On the lap, a crystal butterfly kept flying on the fingertips.

Her background is the hustle and bustle of modern society, so vivid and lifelike, while his background is a quiet and far-reaching garden.

She turned around in his direction, and when she turned around, the little Lolita in a small Lolita dress was running past her holding colorful balloons, the little Lolita's soft hair even touched her fingertips, then The real touch, the fingertips couldn't help moving, as if they wanted to hold something, but the movement of turning around did not stop, step by step, she walked from her dream world into his real world.

When she stood in front of him, the man opened his eyes. The half-open eyes were clear and far-reaching, and the green pupils seemed to flow in a dream. Seeing these eyes, he suddenly felt that the sleepwalking voice was so natural and appropriate.

He sat cross-legged on that unknown huge creature, behind him was a huge tree, with large white flowers dotted among the green branches, from which the spire of Jixia Tongtian Tower could be vaguely seen .

On the sunny green meadow, real and fake butterflies dance together.

"Sometimes my butterflies are out of my control... If you bump into one, you will enter a dream..." He slowly sat up straight, and stretched out a hand to her, "Come talk on Kun , you won’t fall into other dreams when you sit on Kun’s body, you can call me Zixiu.”

Her eyes turned when she looked around, and she fell on him, and a bell sounded not far away, which meant that it was three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Here... is still a dream, right?"

The author has something to say: After writing this chapter, you should be able to guess who the hero is.

Hmm... I still can't guess it's really a waste of my hard work...

Unexpectedly, hahahaha~~!