Let the child named Lou Qianyue have the same name as the high priest Fengjian? Let him take the initiative to worship himself as his teacher?
Or maybe - the scene in the dream is her past life?
Shaking his head, this is impossible, right?!
Her soul is that of a modern person. Even in her previous life, according to the spiritual society, she should have been in the Republic of China period of that era, and would not have come to this dynasty who knows how many thousands of years away from her own era...
Besides, this setting should be that of a book. How could her past life be in a book?
Also, although the child is called Ajiu, and although he is incredibly beautiful, his appearance is different from that of the High Priest Kazama. At least the child does not have the heart-shaped cinnabar mole between his eyebrows——
Besides, the child looks innocent and fragile, like an angel who fell into the mortal world. Unlike the high priest, who looks cold and noble, in fact, he is full of evil, which makes her always have the illusion of being plotted...
It seems that nine times out of ten, I am mentally unbalanced, so I have such a vivid dream. In the dream, I not only directly become a top master, but also an immortal, and even have a handsome and considerate fiancé, senior brother.
A disciple with the same name as the high priest...
This dream really suited her needs!
Should she lie down again and take a nap?
Maybe she can continue to have that sweet dream again to make her feel more psychologically satisfied. In other words, she hasn't had time to train that little shota yet!
She yawned and was about to lie down. But suddenly she thought of something and her body froze!
Oops!
She jumped up, put on her coat and skirt, washed herself at a marching speed, and rushed out.
White clouds are lingering in the White Jade Square, and white cranes are dancing gracefully, but there is no shadow of fragrance lingering in the wind.
Did he fall asleep too?
Wu Jiuzi guessed with some luck that he seemed to have slept very late last night, and he seemed to hear the sound of his piano in a daze.
Then should I go to his dormitory to find him, or should I just wait here like nothing else is happening?
"You're late." A voice suddenly came from behind, and his flat tone told an ironclad fact.
Wu Jiuzi turned around and saw Fengjian Liuxiang standing not far away. His long hair was uncombed and hanging down like water. He had the same wide robe and big sleeves as before. The wind blew his pale green robe like it was flying.
A touch of spring willow color...
Hey, he's not wearing his signature white clothes!
I didn’t expect that he could look so stunning in other colors. The portrait was tailor-made for him, and it looked very pleasing to the eye.
This guy is good-looking and has money.
He is like a clothes rack, no matter what color the clothes are, he can still look like Yushu Linfeng.
If you are used to seeing him, you will probably look at someone else with a piece of wood wrapped in a gorgeous dress...
Wu Jiuzi was in a daze, and stood there with the fragrance in the wind, letting her look at her: "Are you stupid?" Although there was still no expression on his face, there was a faint smile on the corners of his lips.
Wu Jiuzi finally woke up and coughed, but his face was generous and righteous: "People have a natural tendency to seek beauty, and when they see beautiful things, they always want to look at them more. Master, the beauty of the country, I heard that he once made
The enchantress of the demon tribe is so enamored by her that she even commits suicide. With beauty at hand, it’s understandable that the disciple will be in a trance for a while.”
She was already late, and a proper pat on his ass could help connect her a little bit.