After a period of dizziness, a familiar scene appeared in front of me.

It was still the same dense forest, and there were still ashes left on the ground, and the nightmare deer were long gone.

The first thing Yang Qingyun did after he came out was to see if he could still use the skills of Changgemen.

With a thought in his mind, a long piano quietly appeared in the palm of his hand, and Yang Qingyun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, although I don't know why I can't use skills in the illusion, it's okay after I come out.

Although he only stayed in the illusion for two days, Yang Qingyun always felt as if a long time had passed, perhaps because he had no skills and was in a dangerous place, he couldn't be at peace in his heart at any time, so he felt that time passed extremely slowly. In addition, I haven't had a good rest in the past two days, and I feel that the time is long when I am physically and mentally exhausted.

Soon after Yang Qingyun and the two came out, Mo Lin's figure gradually appeared, obviously just coming out of the illusion.

Everyone cared about each other, but they were all tired, so they didn't say much.

Among the group, only Ling Jinxi had not yet appeared, and everyone naturally couldn't leave her, and it just so happened that Yang Qingyun also wanted to take a good rest.

It was night when a few people fell into the illusion, but now after they come out, the sun is shining, it seems that the time in this illusion is not synchronized in reality, and there are only one night in reality for two days in the illusion.

The sun was dazzling, Yang Qingyun picked two wide leaves, turned around and walked under the tree, sat down on the ground, leaned his back against the big tree, closed his eyes and put the two leaves on his face, and fell asleep almost in the blink of an eye.

This sleep was extraordinarily peaceful, perhaps because he had just experienced a vision, Yang Qingyun actually dreamed of his scene in modern times again.

Yang Qingyun didn't have much to worry about in modern times, his parents divorced when he was very young, his mother married someone else, and there was no contact for many years, and his father died of illness not long after, and then Yang Qingyun was brought up by his grandmother, and finally waited until he was working and ready to support his grandmother, but his grandmother injured his body because he was too tired to support Yang Qingyun in his early years, and died of a sudden illness.

Yang Qingyun was left alone.

Fortunately, Yang Qingyun has been raised very well by his grandmother since he was a child, perhaps because the grade is too young, even if he has experienced the divorce of his parents, his personality has not changed much.

In the days after his parents divorced, Yang Qingyun's father was depressed all day long, drinking and smoking every day, and he didn't care about Yang Qingyun until his grandmother came to the house, only to find that Yang Qingyun had lost weight.

My father only knew that he was immersed in his own world, and he didn't care about Yang Qingyun's life or death. At that time, Yang Qingyun, who was still young, couldn't cook, so he had to go to the refrigerator every day to find some food to eat.

Later, he ate all the food and began to drink water.

When grandma saw him, she only cried with pain, and quickly took him outside to have a good meal.

She didn't talk about Yang Qingyun's father, she seemed to be very disappointed in him, so she only asked Yang Qingyun to pack her things and took Yang Qingyun back to her hometown.

Since then, Yang Qingyun has been living with her grandmother, and not long after, the nurse received a notice that her father had entered the hospital, and although she was very disappointed in her son, her grandmother took Yang Qingyun to the hospital.

The father was treated in the hospital, and the doctor told them that the father did not have the best chance of survival, so there was little hope and let them be prepared.

At that time, Yang Qingyun didn't know what preparation was, but when he saw that his grandmother seemed to be much older all of a sudden, the whole person lost his mind, and Yang Qingyun screamed several times before he reacted.

Then he just hugged Yang Qingyun and cried.

Then my father died.

The nurse held a funeral for her father very calmly, and Yang Qingyun followed and bowed in ignorance, and lost his father at the age of the general governor.

Maybe it's because he knows that his grandmother is particularly hard, Yang Qingyun has been very sensible since he was a child, and his grades are also very good, and when he was a little older, Yang Qingyun began to use his spare time to work part-time jobs and use the summer vacation to earn tuition for himself. Later, because of his good grades, he skipped a grade, won a scholarship, and ended his studies early.

Then he graduated and started an internship and work, because of his excellent grades and good work treatment, although he was in the field, Yang Qingyun still went without hesitation.

His grandmother died in the first year he went to work in the field.

Because I was afraid that he would be worried, and he was not familiar with life in the field, his grandmother always reported good news and not bad news when he called back, and when he received the news and rushed back to his hometown, grandma was already dying.

That was the first time in Yang Qingyun's life that he had a big pain.

In his mind, his grandmother, who was always in good spirits, was lying so weakly on the bed, her eyes had become cloudy, and she had long lost focus, but she was stubbornly open.

The neighbor who was guarding on the side sighed under his breath and turned to go out.

Yang Qingyun was stunned at the first sight of his grandmother, and tears poured out uncontrollably from his eyes, blurring his vision in an instant.

He opened his mouth, his voice hoarse, and he only grabbed his grandmother's skinny hand and put it to his face, tears running down the corners of his eyes and soaking the back of his grandmother's hand.

The grandmother, who was originally unconscious, suddenly seemed to be a little more energetic, twisted her head and looked at him with difficulty, her lips squirmed, and the hand held by Yang Qingyun also shook it back slightly. Yang Qingyun wanted to lean over and listen to what his grandmother said, but his grandmother's hand, which was still holding him, lost his strength and gently slipped on the sheet.

At that moment, Yang Qingyun seemed to feel that his heartbeat had stopped, as if he was drowning, he felt like someone was choking his throat, he wanted to shout loudly, but he couldn't make any sound.

The ultimate grief is followed by a death-like peace.

Yang Qingyun held a funeral for her grandmother very calmly, keeping the spirit, burying her, and sorting out the relics.

Grandma seemed to know her body, and locked all the important things in the cabinet at home, and the key to that cabinet was given to him with the key to the house when he left home to go to the field.

Yang Qingyun opened the cabinet with a key, and there was only a red passbook inside.

There was a note in the passbook with a password written on it, which was Yang Qingyun's birthday.

There is a large amount of money in the passbook, and the money that Yang Qingyun sends back to his grandmother every time he receives his salary is on it, and there are some fragmentary savings records.

Yang Qingyun's only relative in this world left him like this.

After that, Yang Qingyun was depressed for a long time, and then a friend who had always been very good couldn't stand it, so he pulled him to play Jian San.

Jian San's scenes and plots are particularly well done, Yang Qingyun slowly became serious from his perfunctory attitude at the beginning, and then unconsciously attracted by the plot, met many relatives and friends in the game, and slowly walked out of the pain of losing his loved ones.

Later, the friend who brought him into the game stopped playing because of real things, but he stayed, and he has always adhered to the pure yang sect, he didn't give up when he came out of the Ming Sect, and he didn't give up when he got out of the beggars, and he still played pure yang when Cangyun came out, and then Jian San except for the Changge Gate.

The field battlefield arena was beaten by the Changgemen River and the sand and geese of the moon and the moon, and then he was curious to play a Changgemen.

After that, he never returned, and played the long song all the way. Without him, compared to pure yang, Changgemen is too easy.

Then he dug a very ordinary treasure hole on a very ordinary day and fell into a very unusual world.

Yang Qingyun has been immersed in the dream, and in the dream, he experienced the great pain of losing his loved ones, he wanted to wake up, but he seemed to be stunned, and he couldn't open his eyes.

"What's wrong with you, wake up!"

Whose voice.

It seemed to come from a distant horizon, ethereal and with obvious anxiety.

"Wake up. ”

The face was gently patted, and the stiff body was picked up and leaned into the warm arms.

The cold body was warmed, and instinctively shrunk into the embrace, Yang Qingyun frowned and struggled to open his heavy eyes.

He was being held in Jiang Mingyuan's arms, and Mo Lin was squatting next to him, both of them looking anxious.

"What's wrong with you, are you having a nightmare?" Jiang Mingyuan looked at him worriedly, and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

Yang Qingyun frowned, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, shook his head slightly, and said, "It's probably because the spirit is too tense in the illusion, it's okay, just take a rest." ”

As he spoke, he raised his eyes and looked around, and asked with some confusion, "Miss Ling hasn't come out yet?"

Mo Lin only glanced at him worriedly, shook his head, and said, "Not yet, it is estimated that he is still trapped in the illusion." ”

"Wait. Jiang Mingyuan frowned slightly and said, then looked down at him again: "Your face is not very good, rest for a while?"

"Hmm. Yang Qingyun nodded slightly, and gently closed his eyes in the posture of leaning on Jiang Mingyuan's arms, but he didn't dare to really fall asleep, just afraid that he would fall into the dream just now.

As soon as Yang Qingyun closed his eyes and recuperated for a while, he heard the sound of landing not far away, and couldn't help but open his eyes vigilantly.

A goose-yellow figure was lying weakly on the ground, it was Ling Jinxi, who had not been out of the illusion for a long time.

Seeing her come out, Yang Qingyun also got up, and Mo Lin stepped forward first, frowning and helping Ling Jinxi up.

Mo Lin found a flat place for Ling Jinxi to sit on the trunk of the tree, stretched out his hand and began to take the pulse.

Although Ling Jinxi was weak, he was sober, his face was extremely pale, and he said softly: "It's just that I have lost some cultivation, and it's not a big deal." ”

Mo Lin, who was about to finish the pulse, nodded when he heard this, and said, "But that's the case. ”

Yang Qingyun, who was standing on the side, opened his mouth and said, "Seeing that you look extremely weak, let's take a rest first." ”