"Since it doesn't exist then, is it still real" After a long silence, the voice spoke, but it became more and more confused. It seemed that it couldn't figure out what was going on, which made it very confused. untie. "It once existed for you, so it is realbut it does not exist." Another voice answered. "I don't understand." The voice was confused and getting more and more confused. "When the time comes, you will understand" Another voice said after being silent for a while. Then, it fell into silence. Time seemed to have passed for a long time. After a long time, the voice asked again: "Then who am I? I don't remember" "You areone of the Nine Sons." Another voice answered. "Nine sons? What is nine sons?" "Nine sons are" Another voice was silent here. Whether it didn't want to say or didn't know, no one knew. Finally, the sound returned to silence. "The little one is gone. This stupid boy can't wake up for a while. It's been a day." Crow glanced sideways at Li Tudao. He couldn't find any treasures on Liangshan Mountain. He was very unhappy and cursed Xiao. Rang was a poor man and almost wanted to spit out fire and burn Liangshan, but he finally held back. On the stone platform, the little fox was quietly guarding Li Tu, refusing to leave. "If you don't leave, I'm going to leave." Crow Crow said, then flapped his wings and flew into the sky, "Well, I'll go back to Xinghua Village first and let that Hun Dan come and see if there is anything he can do. It's really embarrassing. The other three have already woken up. "The little fox nodded and watched the crow leave. "I wonder if there is something wrong with this kid's soul. The sword of heaven and earth formed by the will of heaven and earth is not that easy to block." The crow purred softly in the sky. Maybe it was the trauma to this kid's soul that left sequelae. . "This kid is a bit unlucky. He could have won the first place, but he was eliminated unexpectedly. However, I feel happy when I see it." "Ouch¡ª¡ª" "I am as angry as a tiger" Not long after the crow left. , Murong Feng walked down from the reading table, and saw a little snow-white fox sitting quietly next to Li Tu, and felt a little suspicious. Is this his pet? Seeing Murong Feng, the little fox nodded towards him, as if to say hello. "This little fox is quite intelligent." Murong Feng nodded towards it, a little surprised, and then sat cross-legged on the stone platform and continued to guard it. The teacher said that if Li Tu didn't wake up in three days, he would ask Mr. Xiao Da from Xinghua Village to come and take a look. After all, this situation is rare and it is the first one. It's not good to have an accident. The crow flew back to Xinghua Village and returned to the wine shop. He saw the middle-aged uncle drinking wine boredly and said, "Hun Dan. Did something happen to that stupid boy? Why hasn't he woke up yet?" "Nothing big can happen. The stone platform is made of a piece of stone. Although it has a healing effect, it can also help the injured soul The boy's soul was injured. Don't want to wake up. After a few days, the stone will be useless to him, and he will wake up by himself. When he wakes up, the stone platform will be almost useless. I don't know if Xiao Er knows. What will happen?" the middle-aged uncle said expectantly. "It turns out it's just a piece of stone, which is quite useless." The crow was a little disappointed after hearing it. It turned out that he wanted to take advantage of it and was ready to carry it away. "Yes, do you know how that boy's soul was injured?" the middle-aged uncle asked. Crow immediately shook his head and said, "I don't know." "You really don't know?" The middle-aged uncle stared at Crow, somewhat disbelieving. "I really don't know." The crow affirmed, wandering around the wine shop, and then when the middle-aged uncle wasn't paying attention, he stole a few jars of twenty kilograms of apricot blossom wine, flew to the stone platform, and drank with the little fox stand up. Murong Feng, who was standing next to him, was dumbfounded. These Xinghua wines were rare treasures and could not be sold outside. They were only available at the wine shop in Xinghua Village. Moreover, drinking it for a long time and in large quantities is very good for the body. It¡¯s just that Mr. Xiao Da only gives a few altars of Liangshan every year, and they are still small altars. The crow was so drunk that he lay down on the stone platform, looking at Murong Feng with a face of pain, and said carelessly: "I'll give you a jar." The little fox was also drunk, his eyes became blurred, and he walked awkwardly. of. ?¡ ?Three daysback. The grand meeting in Liangshan finally came to an end, and the results came out. Yu Tang, the first son of Qi State, became a disciple of the master scholar Xiao Rang. After more than ten years, someone finally walked to Liangshan, and the whole Liangshan County was boiling, especially the people of Qi State. In less than a day, Yu Tang¡¯s name spread throughout the seven kingdoms of Yanyun, and his fame spread throughout the world. "I didn't expect it to be him, but it was also expected." Someone sighed, "Yes, who became a national scholar before, why is there no news at all now?" However, at this time, everyone was discussing Yu Tang, and there was no news. How many people care. "Is it him? Wuming." Wu Qi walked towards Xinghua Village. He wanted to know why there was a familiar feeling on Wuming. ¡ ¡°Teacher, he still hasn¡¯t woken up.¡± Murong Feng couldn¡¯t help but shake his head, feeling a little worried in his heart, fearing that Li Tu would never wake up. This was a very young scholar of the Qin Kingdom. On the stone platform, Xiao Rang, dressed in gray, walked down, looking at Li Tu who was sitting quietly, frowning. Yu Tang followed him, and finally passed his test and became his disciple. At this time, Zheng Zheng was in high spirits. Seeing the little fox next to Li Tu, Xiao Rang couldn't help but be startled. It turned out that Su Ziyu was looking for him. "Teacher, what's going on with Brother Li? Why hasn't he woke up yet? Isn't this supposed to be the case?" Yu Tang also asked with a puzzled look on his face. He has also experienced this level and knows that it is not suitable for people like them. It's hard. "It's not that his will is weak. How could the Qin Zhiguoshi's will be so weak? Maybe his soul has been traumatized. It caused problems and he didn't want to wake up." Xiao Rang was silent for a while. He expressed his guess. "Is this still possible?" Murong Feng was startled. "Not bad." Xiao Rang nodded. Yu Tang also suddenly realized something. This can explain why Li Tu hasn't woken up yet. "Thendoes the teacher have any solution?" Murong Feng asked. Xiao Rang fell silent. Finally he shook his head. ¡ ¡°Dead Bird, did you steal a few jars of wine while I wasn¡¯t paying attention? Why do I feel like there is less wine?¡± the middle-aged uncle asked with a strange look on his face. "Please don't slander me. Am I that kind of bird?" The crow said with a face of denial and full of indignation. The middle-aged uncle was paying attention to Li Tu at this time, and was too lazy to care whether the crow had stolen his wine. He said doubtfully: "It's been three days, why hasn't that kid woke up? That ** stone. His appointment should be He¡¯s not old, this is strange.¡± Crow said carelessly: ¡°Did something happen to that boy?¡± ¡°It¡¯s possible.¡± The middle-aged uncle nodded, ¡°Let him wear a hat and become a national scholar. , has wings. If you wear a hat, this problem won't happen. It's really troublesome. " "Hey, does the hat still have this effect?" The crow was surprised, and then his eyes started to roll again. The middle-aged uncle glanced at the crow lightly. Then he walked out of the wine shop, walked up Liangshan, and came to the stone platform. On the stone platform, Murong Feng was still guarding. Seeing the middle-aged uncle approaching, he immediately stood up to greet him and said, "Murong Feng has met Mr. Xiao Da." "No need." The middle-aged uncle said calmly. He waved his hand casually, and then observed Li Tu carefully. "Do you see anything?" The crow flew down from the sky. "There's something really wrong." The middle-aged uncle said seriously. "No." Crow was surprised. The little fox standing by his side also chirped a few times, looking a little worried. Murong Feng glanced at Crow slightly strangely. Then he looked at the middle-aged uncle and asked: "Is there anything Mr. Xiao can do?" The middle-aged uncle was silent for a moment and said to Murong Feng: "Yes, you can leave. There is no need to continue to guard, and there is no need to stay." Use it." Murong Feng nodded, bowed and left. "Oh, it will be really troublesome until I come back in person to find him." The middle-aged uncle sighed. "Hey, is this okay?" Crow looked at the middle-aged uncle strangely. "Just because others can't do it, doesn't mean I can't do it." The middle-aged uncle said grandly, and then he sat down cross-legged and put his soul into the stone platform. After a while, his face changed drastically. He couldn't feel Li Tu's soul. Crow saw the middle-aged uncle open his eyes, and quickly asked: "What's wrong, I can't find it?" The middle-aged uncle nodded, and then fell into deep thought. He couldn't figure out what was going on and how.Why can't you feel it? Then, he probed his soul into the stone. There was silence in the darkness for a long time, and then the voice sounded again, asking: "Why don't I remember everything?" "Because you came from that place and came to the wrong place, so your memory is damaged." "Come here." "Wrong place?" "That's right." "What's the name of the place where I come from?" "We call it the ancestral land and it's where the Nine Ancestors were born." He said it word by word. "Nine Ancestors? Who are they?" "Our ancestors you have to remember that you come from the ancestral land, and you have the entrustment and hope of dreams." "Entrustment, hope" "Long years, long time song; a drop of bitter wine is a history book; a drop of blood is a monument; look at the vast smoke of the ages, and listen to thousands of people singing softly for generations" The other voice became very vicissitudes of life, a little hoarse. "I seem to haveheard this song." The voice was thinking, but couldn't remember where it was heard. "It's time for you to wake up." Another voice said. "Then who are you?" "I am you." (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!