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Chapter V

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    Chapter 40 Dreamland

    Before dawn the next morning, Mrs. Wang took Xiao Ranqing in a carriage and rushed to Qiyun Temple.  To show her sincerity, after parking the carriage at the foot of the mountain, Mrs. Wang did not change to a sedan chair as usual.  Putting on a fox-fur cloak, she hiked up the mountain with her daughter who was also tightly wrapped in her arms.

    Sporadic white spots floating in the gray sky.  The snow has been falling intermittently for more than half a month, but there is still no sign of stopping.  After more than half a month of stacking, the vegetation on the mountain and the houses below the mountain have been covered with a thick layer of silver.  Looking from afar, the vast expanse.  The mountain is very quiet, and from time to time you can hear the "creaking" sound of the branches being broken by the snow.  Without the crowds of tourists in spring, and the gathering of pilgrims on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year, Qixia Mountain at this time has a rare sense of emptiness.  The Wang family walked slowly towards the mountainside, leaving a string of messy footprints on the snow.

    The mountain road is difficult, not to mention snow-covered.  Although it is far less than the extent of snow-covered mountains in the north, even experienced woodcutters now have to pay attention to their feet.  I just feel sorry for Mrs. Wang, a lady who has lived in a deep house for a long time. She rarely even goes out, but now she has to walk this long snow and mud mountain road.  Along the way, it is not difficult.  If it weren't for the support of the two maids beside her, she would have fallen no less than twenty times.  But nearly half an hour passed, and only less than one-third of the distance was traveled.

    "Ma'am, Miss, let the servants carry her." Seeing that Wang Shi who was walking in front staggered again, Zhu Mama couldn't help persuading her.

    Mrs. Wang shook her head, her face full of determination, "I must let my ancestors know my sincerity."

    "Ma'am, you've been walking for so long, why don't you take a break before continuing." Wiping the sweat off Mrs. Wang's forehead, Amber said, "Just take a rest for a while, presumably the ancestors will not blame you."

    "Oh, I still won't rest." After the first rest, I will think about the second rest.  I was going slowly, if I rest like this one after another, I'm afraid I won't be able to reach Qiyun Temple until the end of the day.  Wang lifted her daughter up, took a deep breath and continued to walk forward.  Unexpectedly, this foot happened to step on the ice, and Wang slipped immediately, "Ah!"

    "Ma'am!" The incident happened suddenly, and even Amber Tourmaline, who was closely following, couldn't catch the mother and daughter who were leaning forward in time.  Just hearing the sound of "pushing", Mrs. Wang had already collapsed on the snow with the child in her arms and turned her back to the crowd.  The two hurried forward, one left and one right helped him up, and asked anxiously, "Madam, are you okay? Are you hurt?"

    Wang supported the two men's arms and reluctantly got up. Before he had time to pay attention to his own situation, he hurriedly opened the cloak on Xiaoranqing's body to check, and was relieved when he saw that his daughter was still sleeping soundly.  It's just that there was another sadness immediately, can't even such a big movement wake up her daughter now?

    "Ma'am, how do you feel? Can you still go?" Gently patted the fine snow off Wang's body, Hu Po swept her almond eyes around, and was relieved to confirm that there was no one except her own servant girl.  Fortunately, the road was slippery in the snow, and there were not many people going up the mountain, otherwise it would be a disaster if someone saw Madam's embarrassing description.

    "It's okay, let's go on." It was cold and thick, but there was no injury.  After a little movement of her stiff legs and feet, Wang Shizhong went up the mountain again.

    "Husband" Hu Po waited to persuade her, but saw Tourmaline shook her head at her.

    "Let's go, you still don't know Madam's temperament?" Tourmaline followed after she held up her umbrella.

    When Amber heard this, she lowered her head in frustration.  After serving Mrs. Wang for so many years, she naturally knows.  Although this master looks gentle, in his bones, Xiao is extremely stubborn about his father's temper.  Once you've made up your mind, it's useless to try to persuade you.  Sighing lightly, seeing that the two of them had pulled away from her, Hu Po had no choice but to follow quickly.

    Regardless of the hardships of the Wang family and his party, Xiao Ranqing is having a good dream at this time.

    In the dream, she came to the garden full of flowers again.  Shenxiao Jiangque, Yaocao Qihua, such a fairy family atmosphere.  It's just that this scene would appear in Xiao Ranqing's dream almost every day, and whenever she came here, she would return to the appearance of Ying Huaxuan in her previous life.  Xiaoranqing frowned, what's so weird about it?  A few steps forward, I saw a man in white painting among the flowers.

    "Who are you?" Xiao Ranqing finally couldn't help but blurted out and asked.  Every time she falls asleep, she will see this person, or playing the piano, or painting, or reading, or playing chess.  It's just that this person's appearance seems to be separated by a layer of veil, so it's always difficult to see clearly.

    The man in white sighed, took away the paintbrush, and said, "I mean no harm."

    "Who are you?" Seeing that he didn't answer, Xiao Ranqing asked again stubbornly.

    "It doesn't matter who it is, you just need to know that I have no malicious intentions."nbsp;  Wang's face turned pale, "My little girl is haunted by some kind of ghost?"

    "No," Shi Kong smiled and shook his head, "If the benefactor trusts the poor monk, the poor monk will deal with it."

    "Then there will be Master Lao." It is better to believe in something than in nothing.  Since Master Shikong is willing to take action, Wang is naturally grateful, "If Master can really save the little girl, Xinnu will be grateful!"

    "You don't need to say thank you, the benefactor should please go out first." Shi Kong said.

    Upon hearing this, Mrs. Wang resolutely put her daughter down and went out

    In the dream where needles can be heard, a low voice of Buddha suddenly floated.  Xiao Ranqing only felt a blackness in front of her eyes, and then lost consciousness.

    The man in white paused his pen and looked towards the sky, "Why are you here?"

    An old sigh sounded, "Xianjun, why are you doing this?"

    "I just regret it." The man in white smiled wryly.  He regretted it when he heard her call the Su couple father and mother without any grievances.

    "Now that she has accepted here as you wished, you should stop pestering her." Shi Kong persuaded.

    Hearing this, the man in white was silent, staring at Xiao Ranqing lying among the flowers for a long time.  "Come on, I'm really self-willed this time." After saying that, he disappeared with a flick of his sleeves, leaving only a long sigh echoing in the empty world.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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