A faint dream, the world is vague, the plain clothes are stained with tears, and I listen to the flute at night
Songwan rarely dreams since she entered the realm of Taoism, but tonight she knew that she must be in a dream. Because she did not remember her parents, but she saw them at this time.
The mother was dressed in green, elegant and luxurious, and was stroking a strange-looking emerald green konghou in her hand. Wan'er had never seen a real konghou, only seen it in the master's book, so she thought it looked weird, and her father was not angry and proud.
There was undisguised arrogance on her face. The master had many musical instruments hidden away, but she recognized the one in her father's hand. It was a flute.
The mother looked tenderly at her infant self, stretching out her young hands and waving them hard. The father stood aside with a smile on his face, watching quietly. There were acres of flowers and trees in the quiet garden, and the strange thing was that Wan'er
I don't recognize this kind of flower, and I don't remember where I have seen it. It's a completely unfamiliar environment.
My mother hugged me like this every day and couldn't feel warmer. But the good times didn't last long. A woman in fancy clothes came outside and whispered a few words in my mother's ear. My mother followed her father's words and went out together.
From then on, every time I saw my mother, her eyes were filled with sadness.
Slowly, in the dream, I grew up and began to toddle. My parents visited me less and less often, and the time became shorter and shorter. It was the woman dressed in fancy clothes who was always taking care of me.
At that time, I didn't know how to speak. I only knew that the woman would be very kind to me in front of my mother. After my mother left, Songwan would play alone, and the woman would often give him something strange to drink.
, I don’t know when, my health started getting worse and worse, to the point where I couldn’t walk or even get out of bed.
Songwan saw that she was able to hold her mother's hand when she stood in front of her mother for the last time. After her mother visited her that time, she never appeared again. Songwan's dreams became increasingly blurry, and she could still hear
It looked like someone was quarreling, and the sound sounded so familiar, and then she saw a burst of white light.
After the white light passed, I returned to the cabin. Did I wake up? It seems not! There seemed to be someone in the corner. Why, how could it be me? Why are my clothes so old? Where are the skirts and coats given by the master? The door rang, and there was someone.
Come in…
The person who came in from the door was Master. As the dream unfolded step by step, Songwan knew that this was the Master when she first met her. She slowly watched herself grow up little by little in the dream. No matter how much suffering she suffered, she would never feel tired.
She can endure the pain. She knows that she is different from others. Among her peers, only Brother Apeng will not dislike her. The others say that she is a wild child that no one wants. Seeing the injustice she suffered in the dream, Songwan is silent.
Weeping.
The person in the dream was already over six years old. The pain during the foundation building and the pain in her heart for many years made the twelve-year-old child finally burst into tears from silent tears. Even God seemed to have some sympathy for her.
, it started raining heavily outside the window, and with the breakthrough of the child in the dream, a loud thunder exploded in the sky, finally letting the nightmarish nightmare escape poor Songwan.
Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar, empty wooden house, and thinking of herself in the dream, Song Wan no longer wanted to endure it, and burst into tears. The blurry figure outside the window just looked at it quietly, as if he had no intention of persuading her.
...Over the years, he has become accustomed to seeing Wan'er wake up crying in her dreams. She would often tell him the scenes in her dreams, but he still didn't know why. He thought that he would not be able to break into the realm of transformation.
No matter how bad the nightmare is, who knows, Wan'er will still have the same dream. Are it her parents in the dream? Thinking about it, Qing Shui sighed, and she could only sigh.
"The flowers and trees I haven't seen in "The Complete Book of Six Realms", the memory loss, the physical weakness, those vague and unprovoked quarrels, was Wan'er really picked up by herself after being abandoned? Why did she pick it up by herself?
Was she completely conscious and able to take care of herself? She had no memory of her past at all. She thought too much and got headaches easily!" Qing Shui shook his head and sighed again.
————————————————————————… Watching the rain in silence in the pavilion…————————————————
The long flute in his hand was twirled a few flowers, and Qing Shui smiled bitterly. It was still the same song. Every time Wan'er had nightmares, he would play it to her. That would at least make her relax. He didn't realize that after so many years, he would play it to her.
She gradually got used to playing the flute and the music. Wan'er often said that the sound of her flute can make people forget their worries.
If she likes it, then blow it to her...
As if feeling the comfort from outside the window, the young mind slowly calmed down and fell asleep quietly, no longer having nightmares. Qing Shui silently raised his head and looked at the already bright sky, staying awake all night again.
The rain stopped in the morning and it was a little wet. The sable came over and pulled the clear water sleeve and dragged it into the wooden house, seeming very impatient.
Entering Wan'er's room, she saw Wan'er lying on the bed with a red face. She must have had a fever after crying all night last night. It was indeed very hot, so she put a hot towel on her and she was still shouting in a daze.
Father and mother, what is the origin of this child? They sighed and fed her a pill...
Song Wan seemed to be aware of something in her sleep. She grabbed the hand on her forehead. It was cold and placed on her hot forehead. It felt very comfortable. She whispered in a low voice, "Master, don't leave. Don't leave Wan'er behind."
, Wan'er can cook, wash clothes, and can do many, many things. Master, don't abandon Wan'er..." The same words were spoken from the comatose Song Wan ten years later, which made Qing Shui's body tremble.
It was night again, and a layer of white light suddenly lit up in Songwan's room. Qing Shui quickly came to her room, and the little figure on the bed was already enveloped in the holy light.
"Is this? Is it about to break through? How could it be so fast?" Qingshui had no time to think and quickly took out seven white jade crystals with a wave of his sleeves, jumped out of the wooden house, and instantly deployed a seven-star protective array around the village according to the star position, and then
A Yuan Gathering Formation was set up outside so that Song Wan would have enough spiritual energy to break through and sit in the starry sky to protect her.
In her sleep, Song Wan felt that she had had another long dream. She dreamed that outside the small wooden house, a layer of clear light shrouded her, and the master seemed to have changed. His whole person exuded a fierce aura, towering over all things, and he was the only one who was supreme.
Songwan showed signs of a breakthrough in Youshi, but Zishi had not yet succeeded. Qingshui planned to forcefully help her break through, but when he saw the petite figure on the bed, there did not seem to be any danger, so he stopped the impulse in his heart and waited to see what would happen.
It was not until dawn at Yin Shi that Qing Shui knew that if it didn't work, he might really intervene. After the rooster crows at Yin Shi, some demons would hide. The rare time to break through is when the soul is at its weakest. They might launch a general attack at You Shi. If they could
If the attack is successful, you can seize the victim's body and you will no longer have to dodge.
Although Qing Shui is confident that he will not let these things get close to Wan'er, a large-scale battle may affect Wan'er's state of mind. It would be bad if it causes inner demons or obsession. Thinking about this, Qing Shui stood up.
, planning to enter the house. As Qing Shui stood up, pairs of green eyes and red eyes began to move around him.
Qing Shui, whose clothes were fluttering, showed the strength of the Immortal Lord at this time. The pressure rippled like water waves. Before he took action, the aura around him had already made half of the demons surrender. With his right hand, the three-foot Qingfeng had already
The moment the five fingers of his hand came together, a silver light as thick as his wrist burst out.
The clear water fell step by step, and each step corresponded to the direction of the seven stars. The corresponding seven-star guard array would light up a beam of light. After seven steps, the entire village was enveloped in a green glow, as if it were draped over the village under the night.
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After activating the protective formation, Qingshui stepped into the sky with peace of mind. Every step he took was like landing on the ground, and the rumbling sounds were endless. Before the battle, the enemy and our momentum were already determined to win or lose. One side seemed to be strolling in the courtyard, while the other side was waiting in full formation.