[Comprehensive] System, please don't die again

Following the sound of the flute, Wu Chan went deeper into the peach blossom forest bit by bit. The further in, the more luxuriant the peach blossoms became, and the emerald green branches were covered with peach blossoms. Looking at them, they looked like clouds of peach blossoms In general, too beautiful to behold.The profuse petals covered the entire land thickly, forming a carpet of flowers. When one stepped on it, it was soft and uncomfortable.

Gradually, the field of vision widened a lot. In front of Wu Chan, a huge peach tree appeared. The thick trunk needs to be hugged by two or three people. The crown full of peach blossoms is like a giant umbrella. It is so dreamy, almost false.

And the flute that Wu Chan heard was played by the person leaning against the tree trunk.

The man was wearing a jade-colored wide-sleeved brocade robe, holding a flute in his slender hand, revealing a wrist like frozen jade. Under the hem of the robe was a pair of jade lotus bare feet, one leg was placed on the ground and the other was bent, making it difficult to see clearly. But Wu Chan was very clear about that person's expression, that person's indifference and intoxication.

Wu Chan walked towards that person step by step. When he was still seven or eight steps away from that person, Xu finally noticed Wu Chan. Between his legs, his head turned slightly, and his long jade-colored hair swayed gently following his movements.

The man turned his face to Wu Chan, and completely let Wu Chan see the man.

Wu Chan thought, he must have come to the fairyland, otherwise, how could he see the Jade Immortal?

Jade-colored brocade clothes, jade-colored skin, jade-colored long hair, jade-colored eyes, jade-colored thin lips, even the girdle around the narrow waist and the hanging satin are like frozen jade. Like white jade, only a little cinnabar mole between the eyebrows is bright red.

Wu Chan didn't move, and the Jade Immortal just looked at him with jade-like eyes.

It took a long time for Wu Chan to find himself out of a trance, and scratched his hair nervously, as if talking to him was a kind of insult to him, "Well, hello, I accidentally lost my way Excuse me, do you know how to get out of here?"

Yu Xianren's clear eyes finally moved away from Wu Chan's body, watching a peach blossom fluttering from a branch to the ground with the wind, her jade-colored thin lips parted slightly, as if talking to himself or talking to Wu Chan , "This mountain is full of peach blossoms year after year, you say, is it beautiful?"

Just as he was talking, a gust of wind blew up, shaking the petals on the branches and the hair of the Jade Immortal.

The peach blossoms are flying, the jade is happy, this scene is so beautiful that Wu Chan's heart is beating wildly, and he speaks in a trance, but he doesn't know whether he is talking about the scene or the person, "beautiful, beautiful."

On the indifferent face of the Jade Immortal, there was a slight smile, as if to say something, but Wu Chan found that his eyes were gradually blurred, and the beautiful scenery here gradually turned back to white, wanting to hear what the Jade Immortal said What Wu Chan, unconsciously shouted, "What? What did you say?"

Wu Chan sat up and found that he was seeing familiar belongings in front of him. He turned his head to look, but found that he was sitting on the floor in the living room at home, and the side of his forehead was hurting, reminding him of everything just now. , was nothing but what he dreamed about when he was in a coma.

Lowering his head and rubbing his forehead, Wu Chan's eyes flickered, he couldn't believe it, the scene that was so real just now was just a dream when he was in a coma, "It's so real, even the scent of flowers still seems to remain in the nasal cavity, how could it be, How could it be a dream?"

Wu Chan probably thought of something, and beat her head hard with her hands, not even feeling her aching forehead, "Damn it, what does that fairy look like? Why can't I remember?"

"So, is everything just now really just a dream?" Probably because she really couldn't remember, Wu Chan lowered her arms in despair and powerlessness, and stood there in despair.

Kongming, who returned to the body of the jade statue, suddenly discovered a fact that was far from the deity. In the memory of the deity, the illusion constructed by the deity can be decided by the deity to stop and end, which is equivalent to the god of the illusion, but He, however, was unable to control it freely, so that he didn't want to end the illusion, but he automatically disintegrated because Wu Chan was on the verge of waking up.

The small jade statue's jade-colored earlobes are covered with silver-gray patterns, from which protruded a pair of tiny tiny hands, and a pair of round, grunting miniature eyes.

Beibei looked at the furniture that had been magnified countless times, and the task target was as huge as the mountain next to the coffee table, and the delicate child's voice rang in Kongming's ears, 【Shengsheng, Shengsheng, what did you do just now?Why did that item fall like that? 】

Kong Ming, who didn't want to lie back in the rotten box at all, stood beside the backpack very leisurely, not at all afraid that Wu Chan would be frightened if he found the jade statue popping up automatically, [It's nothing, just tested the new It's just the skills you got, and, I remember I said, you are not allowed to speak freely, right? 】

Well, timidly hiding in the cup with earlobe pattern, I can really ignore it.

Wu Chan is no longer in a daze, but his fighting spirit has become high. With his head held high and chest up, he ignores everything around him, and walks towards ignorance with vigorous steps, talking to himself full of momentum all the way, "Since If it’s a dream, wouldn’t you be able to see it if you dream again? Really, I’ve been struggling with it for a long time.”

Lying on the bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time, Wu Chan suddenly felt that she seemed to have forgotten something very important, but what was it?He seemed to be a little bit unable to remember, and he always felt that he was floating, as if he was not rooted, half asleep and half awake, half awake.

A flash of jade color flashed in the darkness, and Wu Chan suddenly remembered the jade statue that he had forgotten to the back of his head.

Wu Chan jumped out of bed, didn't even have time to wear slippers, stumbled and hurried back to the living room, looking at the backpacks, boxes and jade statues scattered on the ground, Wu Chan was a little confused, "I've already Did you take out the jade statue? It's strange, why can't I remember, what happened today, I feel really clueless."

Holding up the jade statue, Wu Chan looked at the bright red cinnabar mole on the exquisite jade statue, and felt that it looked very familiar, not only in Cai Cai's hands, he seemed to have seen it in many places, but, just making him think about it , but can't remember where I saw it.

At a loss, Wu Chan didn't know if he was a nightmare or what, but he touched the jade statue carefully, inch by inch, focused and meticulous, as if there was a knife that fit him very well, held in his hand , waiting, waiting for the carving on the jade.

With a stabbing pain in his fingertips, he put down the jade statue in a daze. Wu Chan looked at his unscarred right middle finger. Although he was a little dazed, his fingertips did feel pierced by something. The tingling still lingers on the fingertips.

"Maybe, I've been dreaming? Everything now, or a dream?"

There are always some times and some things that make people unable to distinguish between true and false and illusion, or do not want to wake up from illusion, or are unable to escape from illusion.

And Wu Chan, a rough guy who can't tell the difference between real and fake, is very refreshing. He will continue to meet Zhou Gong, no, he will go to Taoyuan Immortal.

When Wu Chan dreamed of returning to the bedroom to meet the immortals, the jade statue he placed on the coffee table came to life again, but the jade statue raised his arms, dusting off the jade-colored brocade clothes like dust. , the phoenix eyes were slightly closed, the brows were deeply furrowed, and the elegant and indifferent face was full of disgust and disgust.

"Damn it, the feeling of turning into a jade statue is really unpleasant." Especially when someone holds her in his hand and caresses her.

Kong Ming controlled the main body jade statue to fly into the air, unsteadily hid the jade statue in the gap between the locker and the vase, and then sank indifferently into the darkness.

He definitely didn't hide himself because he was uncomfortable being caught in his hands. It was for the mission, yes, that's right, because of the mission, so he hid himself.

No matter how the cleanliness got better, Kong Ming, who felt disgusted and hated being caught and threatened by others, found an excuse for his behavior, and the plan to pull Wu Chan into the illusion again, also ran aground.

Well, for the time being, let him be an ostrich for a while. Anyway, he always has to stick his head out and face reality.

Contrary to the ostrich's emptiness, Wu Chan didn't dream of the gorgeous Taoyuan and the dreamy Jade Immortal again, he just became a person, an ancient man, an ancient man named stone carver.

To say that it is a change is not to say that he is watching from the first perspective, but it turns out to be the feeling from the perspective of God.Just like a person's second personality, although he is also himself, his behavior and thinking are controlled by the master personality.

"Xueyan, have you ever thought it through?"

The old man who spoke had pale eyebrows, hair, and beard, but his body wrapped in dark brown bunt clothes had the explosive power comparable to that of a young man. This seemed to be the master of the stone carver. I can clearly feel that the master's love and concern for him made Wu Chan, who hadn't seen his parents for a long time, suddenly miss his parents' nagging.

Wu Chan heard the stone sculptor who seemed to be named Xueyan, speaking slowly and firmly in a very familiar voice, "Master, I have felt for a long time that the opportunity for my breakthrough lies in the direction of the East China Sea. Wrong, master, you also know that I have been stuck in the bottleneck for more than a year, apprentice, I really can't wait any longer."

Hearing Xueyan's words, the old man sighed, with melancholy on his brows, as if he couldn't rest assured about his disciple who was about to leave home, "I have adopted you for nearly 20 years, and in a few days it will be your crowning ceremony. How can I feel at ease and let you look for that slim opportunity alone..."

"Master, you are a great master, and as your only disciple, how can I not break through to the apprentice level? I want to inherit all your skills." The old man's melancholy probably also infected Xue Yan, and he was about to marry him. Xue Yan was also very sad when his father-like master parted, so sad that even Wu Chan was heartbroken.

The old man looked at the apprentice he raised with his own hands, and suddenly remembered that when he was ten years old, he was so firm in his request to become a stone carver, "Well, you go, the road ahead is hard, no matter what, remember that there is a teacher behind you. Waiting for your return."

"Yes, master," Xueyan bent her knees and knelt down in front of the old man, her voice choked up, "Master, my apprentice has gone, please take care of me, master."

Then, accompanied by the old man's sigh, without looking back, only Wu Chan knew how sad that Xueyan, who seemed to have abandoned everything, was saying goodbye to her master who was as close as her biological father, just for that elusive breakthrough opportunity.

Master, my apprentice will definitely become a stone sculptor, and I will never let those guys gossip about you behind your back.