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- "Who the hell are you guys?"
Ning Caichen¡¯s voice was hoarse. He had been shouting all night, but no one paid him any attention or answered him.
"What exactly is this place?"
As soon as the words fell, the scene in front of him changed.
Under the narrow and low city gate, a scholar was carrying a book box. Next to him stood a gentle woman, who was arranging her clothes.
"Mr., please be careful on the road. It doesn't matter even if you don't receive the money. You must come back."
The woman's soft and worried voice reached the scholar's ears.
"Don't worry, madam, I will be back in ten days at most. Then I will have money to treat your illness and add some rice to the family. Just wait for me."
The scholar stroked the hair on the woman¡¯s forehead and said with a smile.
"I trust you."
The woman stared at the scholar's retreating figure. This scene seemed to last forever.
Ten days have passed.
When the woman came to the city gate, there was no scholar anywhere.
January has passed.
She still arrived at the city gate, and there was an old woman with silver hair next to her, but even after looking through the end, there was still no sign of the scholar.
March, half a year
one year later.
A green grave outside the city.
The old woman placed a stick of incense in front of the grave. On the wooden tombstone, it was written "Ning's Tomb."
"Son, if you don't come back, my mother won't be able to wait for you."
The old woman was arranging the weeds in front of the grave. After struggling to pull out a handful of grass, she suddenly burst into tears and collapsed on the grave, crying.
Three months later.
There is an extra withered bone on the green grave, and the original wooden tablet is unknown to where it went now.
The tombstone is covered with dead grass and no one is cleaning it anymore.
Ning Caichen looked at this scene.
My heart was empty and my face was already full of tears.
"Are they my relatives? Am I that scholar? Or am I the son of this old woman?"
He asked silently, but still had no answer.
The screen changes again.
This is a battlefield, a battlefield under siege.
"The city is broken!"
Along with the cry, a banner with Liang written on it entered the city.
What followed was ravage, massacre, and plunder.
Ning Caichen returned to the familiar Yuan Courtyard again, and then saw with his own eyes a group of soldiers entering the courtyard and into the room, listening to the crying and screaming coming from inside.
The screen changes again.
This is a bridge hole, with two figures huddled up. Their clothes are ragged and thin, their bodies are obviously twisted and mutilated, and they seem to be enjoying themselves while holding a mouse.
There are several screens in succession.
It was raining heavily.
This is the familiar locust forest and the familiar mountain road.
An old woman crawled with difficulty. Her fingernails were pricked by the gravel on the ground and became incomplete and fell off. The blood was dripping, the flesh and blood were blurred, and white bones could even be seen at the fingertips.
But even so.
The old woman continued to crawl forward.
Behind her, several gray wolves were gathering together, slurping down a body and looking at the only intact hand lying on the ground, this was a young but suffering woman.
"Caichen, my son, my mother is here to accompany you. Even if she dies, she will die with you."
The old woman said weakly, her voice gradually disappeared, her eyes widened, looking at the endless mountain road ahead.
Her legs were bloody and bloody, exposing the white bones and missing large areas of flesh and blood.
Perhaps because she is too old, even the gray wolves don¡¯t want to eat her sour meat.
"Mother¡ª¡ª"
Looking at the scene in front of him, Ning Caichen couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly.
With this sentence coming out.
Scenes from the past appear in my mind like reflections.
He remembered.
I remembered that I was Ning Caichen, a native of Shouyang, Tianshui County. I came to Jinhua County to collect bills, and because I had no money for accommodation, I had to come to Lanruo Temple, a famous ghost temple, to stay overnight.
He remembered coming to Lanruo Temple.
The female ghosts used were women who had a miserable life experience and were in prison, but still had a kind heart.
I thought of the sword-wielding knight and the terrifying tree demon.
Thinking of fifty-threeThe reincarnation of ??.
¡°I even remembered my wife¡¯s worries and expectations, and my mother¡¯s prayers and instructions when I left Shouyang County.
"it's all my fault¡¡"
Ning Caichen knelt on the ground, supporting his body with both hands, crying painfully: "It's my fault, it's my unfilial piety. For three years, I have been addicted to the gentle country, unwilling to wake up, and even forgot It¡¯s all my fault that I have Gaotang¡¯s sick wife at home.¡±
He cried.
Recalling the several scenes he had just seen in succession, he felt a twitch in his heart.
He left home, leaving behind his old mother and sick wife. Without a man to take care of them, what kind of life would they live?
It¡¯s been three years.
Without you as the backbone of your family, are your two relatives in Shouyang still alive?
Ning Caichen didn¡¯t dare to think about it further.
He was afraid, he flinched
Boom!
A thunderbolt fell from the sky, and the illusion in front of him was shattered.
"Caichen!"
The world was trembling, Ning Caichen was still immersed in grief, but the sound that made him addicted came to his ears.
But I don¡¯t know why.
This voice used to make me intoxicated, but now it was like thousands of fine needles pricking my heart.
"here it is¡¡"
Ning Caichen came back to his senses. He looked at the familiar tunnel and remembered the scene before he entered the dream.
"Am I back in reincarnation?"
He struggled to stand up, his steps staggering.
¡°Caichen, what¡¯s wrong with you?¡±
Nie Xiaoqian¡¯s concerned and anxious voice came again.
However, Ning Caichen did not immediately run to see her with concern as before.
As if he didn¡¯t hear it, Ning Caichen ignored Nie Xiaoqian and ignored her call.
He walked up to the white figure in front of him.
"Master YueMaster Yue, my wife, mother and the others"
Ning Caichen paused, with some flinching in his eyes, but still asked firmly: "How are they yet how are they doing?"
Yue Yuze looked at Ning Caichen in front of him, feeling the fragmentation of the illusionary world, and the aura belonging to Yan Chixia in the illusion that was rising and rising, and finally couldn't help but laugh.
"Ning Caichen, you finally woke up!"
He smiled very happily, extremely happy. As he smiled, his tears fell and turned into tears.
"Chang Yue, I beg you to tell me, are my mother and wife still alive?"
Ning Caichen saw that Yue Yuze didn't answer him, so he knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly and asked.
"Want to know about your mother and wife?"
Yue Yuze stopped crying. He looked at Ning Caichen's painful appearance and said without emotion: "I don't know, I don't know."
He had no idea what happened in the dream.
The dreams inside were all constructed by Lu Li. Fellow Daoist Lu said that he could wake up Ning Caichen, so he did so.
??And now it seems.
It can really wake him up, Lu Li didn't lie to him.
"have no idea?"
When Ning Caichen heard this, he was shocked, and for some reason, he felt relieved.
"Caichen"
After listening to the conversation between Yue Yuze and Ning Caichen, Nie Xiaoqian already knew that her sweetheart had recovered her memory.
She looked at Ning Caichen expectantly and nervously, her face getting paler.
This time Ning Caichen finally turned around.
He looked at the frightened pretty face and the woman who made him obsessed.
"Xiaoqian"
Ning Caichen read his name again, but finally turned his head away cruelly.
"Caichen"
Seeing her sweetheart¡¯s actions, Nie Xiaoqian¡¯s body softened and her eyes completely lost their sparkle.
Love is the most hurtful thing in the world.
There is no greater sorrow than the death of the heart. Although her soul is not dead, her heart has died.
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