she loves foxes

The night in the dream soon fell, and Fan Ye and Lan Wuqing walked around and returned to the original place.

I wanted to find an inn, but they were all full.With nowhere else to go, had to tackle a night out of town.

This was someone else's dream, and no one would have thought that they would fall into this dream.The owner of the dream will never dream of them by the way.

Fan Ye lit a fire in the forest, looked at Lan Wuqing who had already fallen asleep from exhaustion, took off his monk robe, and gently covered her body.

He looked at a pile of grass not far away, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and began to recite the scriptures.

After an unknown amount of time, Fan Ye frowned slightly.

The bushes were swayed by the wind, and the shadows of the vegetation also swayed on the ground.

Fan Ye's brows became tighter and tighter, and the speed of chanting scriptures in his mouth became faster and faster. The two eyebrow peaks slanted into the bridge of the nose, and fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.Beads of sweat rolled down the side of her thin face and dripped on the ground where she sat.

My heart seemed to be grabbed by someone, and it hurt for a while.

She opened her eyes suddenly, gasping for breath in panic.Looking up, I saw Lan Wuqing squatting beside her, with one hand already touching her forehead, "Little nun, what's wrong with you?"

Fan Ye shook his head, "It's fine."

As soon as I finished speaking, I felt that something was wrong.

But what is wrong, Fan Ye couldn't tell for a while.

Lan Wuqing sat beside her and leaned her head on her shoulder, "Little nun, I'm a little cold, please hug me."

Fan Ye stretched out his hand, straddled Lan Wuqing's shoulder, and then stayed there for a moment.She withdrew her hand abruptly, looked into Lan's ruthless eyes and asked, "Why are you here?"

Lan Wuqing was a little strange, "You were the one who woke me up, why are you so embarrassed to ask me?"

"I?"

"That's right, you kept calling my name with your eyes closed, which made me think it was some kind of monster! Hey, you don't have a crush on me, do you?"

Fan Ye still wanted to ask in detail, but these words were only puzzled in his heart, but he couldn't ask them.The dizziness in his head became heavier and heavier, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and seeing Lan's ruthless appearance became more and more blurred.

She stretched out her hand, trying to grab Lan Wuqing.

In the end, she didn't grab anything with her hands, and Lan's ruthless voice could be heard vaguely in her ears.

"Little nun, what's wrong with you? Wake up soon?"

"Stop pretending, get up quickly."

"Hey, little nun, are you sick? Can you hear me?"

Lan Wuqing's voice seemed to be thousands of miles away, very ethereal and unreal.

Fan Ye's whole body seems to have fallen into an abyss, which is dark and gloomy, with no fingers to be seen.But it was very familiar to her.

She couldn't remember exactly where this was, nor how she got here.

All the mysteries were like numbness, Fan Ye patted his head fiercely, trying to wake himself up.

The sudden sunlight shone in, making her unable to open her eyes.

She raised her hand to block the sun, Lan beside her ruthlessly pulled her and asked, "What are you doing?"

Fan Ye didn't know, and when she got used to the light, she looked up at the sun in the sky, inexplicably feeling that the sun was also very strange.

It was like someone's eyes were staring at her.

"Where are we?" Fan Ye asked with his gaze back.

Lan Wuqing raised her hand and touched her forehead, "I don't have a fever! You don't remember why you were so distracted today, we are in someone else's dream! Didn't you say that we can go out if we find the dreamer? Why are you still standing there, let's go find it quickly! I still have to go to Xitian, and I still have to find the Sutra of Sutra! If it's later, if the eldest brother finds out, he will definitely arrest me and return to Qingqiu."

She still said a lot to herself, and realized that Fan Ye was absent-minded at all, and stomped on the back of her foot angrily, "Are you listening to me?"

Fan Ye replied to Shen En, turned his eyes, and looked around, "Have we been here before?"

Lan Wuqing folded her arms and smiled, "It's broad daylight, what are you talking about in your sleep?"

Fan Ye pointed to a building not far away, "The door of Avon House, remember? That fortune teller?"

Lan Wuqing finally couldn't bear it any longer, and tapped her forehead with one hand, "That's obviously a happy life, illiterate and blind. That's not a fortune teller, that's obviously a grandmother who sells eggs."

Fan Ye's eyes were startled, she grabbed Lan Wuqing, her eyes sank.The strength in his hands has also increased by several points.

Lan ruthlessly yelled in pain, "What are you doing?"

Fan Ye suddenly felt that something was wrong, let go of his hand and stepped forward to stare at Lan Wuqing carefully, then squeezed her face with one hand and shook it fiercely, and touched Lan Wuqing's rear buttocks with the other hand, and pulled hard, the fox's tail Immediately revealed.

it is true?Not a demon?

Why can't she remember what happened yesterday?

Could it be that what happened yesterday was all fake?

"Pervert!" Lan Wuqing yelled, angry and ashamed, with a large blush on her face. "You, you perverted nun, you are shameless, obscene, and shameless."

After finishing speaking, she immediately turned around, covered her hot face with her hands, and finally stomped her feet angrily, "Smelly nun!"

Fan Ye was taken aback for a moment before he realized it.He wanted to explain, but the taste of his mouth changed when he didn't want to speak.

"Although there is no elasticity, it still has some feel."

Lan Wuqing's face changed, and he pushed Fanye back two steps, "Smelly nun, you took advantage and made sarcastic remarks, right?"

Fan Ye hurriedly waved his hand, "Isn't that what the poor nun meant?"

"Then what do you mean?" Lan ruthlessly leaned in front of her, barely touching her ear with her toes.Her gaze was originally filled with anger, but in the next second, her heart began to beat wildly, and she was even a little at a loss.

The coolness on her lips ignited the fire in her heart.

This fire is not anger, but something that swims through the whole body and makes people forget about it.

She couldn't figure out what it was, she just felt that she was longing.

Similarly, Fan Ye felt that she must be unconscious at this time, and her words and deeds were out of control.

When she touched the delicious, soft and sweet red lips, she couldn't help trembling all over her body, and in the end she felt a little reluctant to leave.

The thought frightened her because she could hardly control it.This thought ate away at her reason bit by bit, digging out the most secret things in her heart bit by bit, and then peeled off bit by bit in front of Lan's ruthless face.

Everything that she never thought about and desperately forgot reminded her of what she had lost over and over again.

The red pupils dilated instantly, and she suddenly hugged Lan Wuqing tightly in her arms, gritted her teeth and said, "Don't leave me again!"

After saying this, the back of the head seemed to be hit hard, the eyelids moved slightly, and he fell unconscious.

When he woke up again, the sun was dazzling again.

Lan ruthlessly shrunk into a white ball, lying in her arms, squinting her eyes, and dozed off.

"Little nun, how can we find the dreamer?"

Fan Ye said without hesitation, "Think about it, when you dream, who appears the most in your dreams?"

"Of course it's me!" Lan ruthlessly picked up her robes excitedly, "I see, you mean the person who appeared in the dream, must be the owner of the dream."

Fan Ye smiled slightly, "Children can be taught. We don't need to do anything now, just wait and see!"

Fan Ye was stunned. It seemed that she had said these words before.

Just waiting to be puzzled, a zither sound entered my ears.She hurriedly raised her head to look for the reputation, and the words Avon Residence were written on the upper floor not far away. There was a divination booth in the corner outside the building, and a fortune teller was also napping against the wall in front of the booth.

Fan Ye frowned slightly, no, it wasn't that Lan Wuqing didn't remember what happened yesterday, and it wasn't that she remembered wrongly.

Instead, she fell into a vortex of time, repeating the events of the day she fell into the dream over and over again.

But when and which moment is real, or is it all fake?Furthermore, will this dream be repeated on this day?

She entered Avon Residence according to her memory, and left according to her memory.

Then sit down in front of the fire, close your eyes and meditate.

Everything is both familiar and strange.

A moment later, hands were added to her shoulders, hugging her along her neck.

That smell, she is very familiar with.She wanted to push it away, but her body wanted to be pressed hard in place, and she couldn't move or make a sound.

Laner?

The person behind him seemed to understand her call and paused for a moment.

Hu's lips flicked across her side face lightly.

"Little nun, who do you really like? Who is the person in your heart, the person you have been waiting for for 500 years?"

Fan Ye wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't do anything.

"No matter who that person is, now, are you willing to forget the person in your heart and go back to Qingqiu with me?"

After a while, seeing that Fan Ye didn't respond, the hands of the person behind him slowly let go, and a cold teardrop fell on her neck.

Lan Wuqing sighed and smiled, "As expected, you don't want to, as expected, you never liked me. Little nun, I'm leaving, take care."

When there was nothing behind him, Fan Ye's heart ached violently.This feeling frightened her again.She was restless and desperately trying to break free.

Finally, she shouted out with all her strength, "Lan'er, don't go. The person I'm waiting for is you, and the person I love is also you. Have you really forgotten it?"

In an instant, the world changed, everything around him began to blur, and Lan Wuqing's figure also became transparent.

There were only clouds of white air in front of him, without a single figure.

Fan Ye moved his fingers and stood up immediately.

"Did you see it?" The deep voice came from nowhere.

Fan Ye held the Buddhist bead in one hand, tightened it slightly, and only asked two words, "What about her?"

"Who?"

Fan Ye raised his hand and slapped a spot of white air. The air in his palm blew away the white air and gathered it together again immediately.

"She is fine, and she is also facing her own heart. What you have experienced is your own heart. Why don't you face it, why don't you admit it, why don't you stay? Stay, you think Everything you want will come true. Isn't that good?"

Fan Ye closed her eyes, and the anger in her heart was suppressed, and she finally understood.

She took two steps forward, clasped her hands together, and made a Buddhist salute, "Amitabha, you do so many things, but you just don't want the poor nun to find her, and you just don't want her to wake up."

"Yes, I don't want her to wake up."

"But what if my son wants to wake up?"

The voice remained silent for a long time, and then asked with some doubts, "When did you know?"

"At the beginning." Fan Ye said bluntly without concealing, "You are just a dream spirit, and the life and death of people have nothing to do with you, so why should you?"

The voice suddenly raised the volume, and seemed unwilling to say, "No! I am Mengniang, how can I have nothing to do with her?"

The author has something to say: I wish everyone a happy Lantern Festival!