Spring goes to winter, the four seasons are endless, this year's winter is particularly cold, just after winter, the temperature is reduced to the extreme, the lotus pond stream condenses thin ice, the eaves are also hung with ice, goose feathers and heavy snow begin to flutter, everywhere is frost, the world is covered with snow, and occasionally you can see more corpses from the ice slag pile in the corner.

Maybe it's because of the war, maybe it's because of the disaster year, in short, these unfavorable conditions are condensed, so that the colder the weather, the more the people of Mohe City are living in dire straits, and the poor people can't even eat, let alone survive this harsh winter.

"Wind and snow are a good year, this year's snow is very heavy, and the next year must be a rui year. Uncle Zhang, who swept the floor at the gate of the He family's compound, was dressed in sackcloth, wearing a hat, standing in the wind and snow with a big broom to sweep away the snow blocking the door, He Qianjue squatted beside him and dug out a little snow to make snowballs to play, the snowflakes were too cold, and his hands were red from the cold.

Uncle Zhang looked distressed, so he said to He Qianjue: "Young master, it's cold outside, go back to the house." ”

He Qianjue saw Uncle Zhang dragging out the corpse of a beggar from the corner of the stairs at the entrance of the compound, and He Qianjue recognized this beggar, an old man who often begged nearby.

Because he felt pitiful, He Qianjue repeatedly sent him a lot of food. This winter was too cold, so he specially brought an old quilt from the house to cover the old beggar from the cold. But he didn't seem to get through it, when he was dragged out by Uncle Zhang, he was still wearing the old quilt given to him by He Qianjue, and the quilt was even frosty, and the quilt was frozen into ice lumps, as hard as a board.

After Uncle Zhang dragged the body out, he swept it up with snow to make a simple cover-up, and then walked over to He Qianjue, picked He Qianjue up, and said, "Young master, dead man...... Bad luck, don't look at it. ”

He Qianjue didn't listen to him, and looked intently at the beggar's body under the snow, but Uncle Zhang quickly carried He Qianjue into the house, there was a stove in the house, exuding a strange warmth, compared with the cold outside, it seemed like two worlds.

He Qianjue, who was carried into the room, sat on a soft and comfortable chair draped in a blanket, and soon a maid sent him a thick brocade shawl, winter hat and east shoes, and they also brought hot water for He Qianjue to soak his feet, and rubbed his hands and feet that were frozen red, in this process He Qianjue sneezed, and the maid said to He Qianjue: "Young master, Sister-in-law Lin in the kitchen made ginger soup for you, and it was very sweet with brown sugar. ”

He Qianjue has no room for opposition, this year's snow is too big, it can be called a heavy snow covering the mountain, so cold that people can't move, He Qianjue still wants to go out, he wants to go out to find the young deer he named "Lu Ning".

On such a cold day, will it be cold in Luning?

He Qianjue, who was thinking like this, was very worried, but when he looked at the crazy snow outside, he couldn't help but retreat, and at this time, the maid had already brought He Qianjue ginger soup from the kitchen. The ginger soup is not delicious, even if he puts sugar He Qianjue doesn't like it, but the maid insists on holding the ginger soup in front of He Qianjue, she is kneeling on the ground, and it looks like He Qianjue won't get up if she doesn't drink it.

He Qianjue also felt sorry for the maid, so she had to reach out and reluctantly take the soup bowl, and was reminded by the maid: "Young master, be careful of burning." ”

The ginger soup is not hot at all, and the maid deliberately cooled it when she brought it over, it was the kind of temperature between warm and warm, in such a cold winter, the whole body seemed to warm up after drinking it in one sip, it was really comfortable, but the taste made He Qianjue not like it.

He Qianjue drank the ginger soup, and the maid came over to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and when she walked out of the door, He Qianjue suddenly jumped down from her chair, left her room, and went straight to the firewood room. In the past few days, he has found an old coat of Uncle Zhang in the firewood room, a kind of clothes made of non-perishable straw, which can be worn on the body to shelter from the wind and rain, and also has the effect of avoiding snow.

This dress is bigger than He Qianjue's people, so He Qianjue used scissors to cut the clothes until he could put this clothes on himself.

The reason why He Qianjue cut this dress was naturally because he wanted to go out to find the young deer in it, the snow outside was too big, and the snow could submerge half of He Qianjue's body, which was quite inconvenient to move. He Qianjue saw that Uncle Zhang would wear a coat when he went out to work, so he thought that he would also find a set of such clothes.

The robe has been cut almost by He Qianjue, He Qianjue wants to sneak it to his room to hide, and one day when the maid and servant guarding the door are not paying attention, and then sneak out in his clothes, he hasn't seen Lu Ning for a long time, and he has been strictly guarded by his family since the snow, and this snow is dozens of days at once, sometimes big and sometimes small, but it just hasn't stopped.

However, unfortunately, just when He Qianjue planned to use this coat to go out to see Lu Ning, the head of the He family, that is, He Qianjue's father, He Jiuming, came back.

He Jiuming came back at noon that day, and when he came back, there was a vote of people around him. He Qianjue's uncles and relatives, the entourage and thugs of the workshop shop pù, all came back with He Jiuming, and they also came back while arguing, and as soon as they entered the door, they quarreled in the hall, and the content of the quarrel was probably about the He family's business and property.

Although He Jiuming is the head of the He family, but He Jiuming has a sister and two younger brothers, since ancient times, women can not inherit the family business, and He Jiuming, who is the first male in line, has naturally become the head of the He family, and he together with his two brothers has made the business of the He family higher and bigger, and he is about to become the richest family in Mohe City, but at this moment he had to be defeated by the war.

The family business has been unable to develop, seeing that the war is about to burn to Mohe City, the He family began to discuss the dissolution of the He family's industry very early, and the family moved to the south, because there are too many people and a lot of items to be moved, so they have to move away in batches. At the same time, because he was worried that he would be attacked by refugees, bandits and even deserters on the road, He Jiuming, the head of the He family, decided to completely dissolve the family business and distribute part of the property to his two younger brothers, but the two younger brothers seemed to be dissatisfied with the distribution of property.

The young He Qianjue actually didn't understand what they were arguing about, he came in to greet his father when his father returned, but He Jiuming didn't seem to be much interested in exchanging parent-child feelings with his son, so he waved his hand and drove He Qianjue out.

He Qianjue was also relieved, and rolled out of the fart, and after going out, he heard that behind the door, He Jiuming inside shouted in a tone full of grief and helplessness: "The He family is going to be defeated by you! Do you still want money? I don't want money here, but there are a bunch of debts, do you want it!?"

Since then, even a child like He Qianjue, who is ignorant of the world, can clearly feel that there have been earth-shaking changes in the He family's compound.

First of all, a lot of expensive furniture, decorations, books, ceramics, etc. in the house have been moved, and the debt collectors have come in waves, almost stepping on the threshold of the He family compound, He Qianjue's father looked tired, and sold all the valuable things in the house, and even the servants and maids were disbanded and sent away one by one, but in half a month, the entire family compound immediately became dilapidated and the family was surrounded by walls, and the maids who took care of He Qianjue in the past were gone, so that the sister-in-law Lin in the kitchen was gone.

Only Uncle Zhang, who was guarding the door, was still silently sweeping the snow at the door.

Some of the things in He Qianjue's room were also taken away, which also made He Qianjue, a child, feel reluctant, but he didn't make a noise, he hid the clothes he had secretly cut, but it was soon turned out by those who moved things.

However, those people didn't have much interest in cheap garbage like Lingyi, so they didn't take away He Qianjue's precious Lingyi.

The He family's belongings were almost empty in just a few days, there were no maids who could take care of him, there were no thick and warm blankets and stoves, and the house was so cold that it seemed to be snowing.

In the evening, He Jiuming came to find his son, he squatted down in front of He Qianjue, wrapped He Qianjue with a wool cloak, and said to his son: "Qianjue, is it good for Daddy to take you to the south, it is closer to the sea, the climate is warmer than here, you can meet more people, and there are new partners, and Daddy will send you to the school." ”

Although He Qianjue was young, he still realized something: "Daddy, are we going to leave Mohe City?"

"yes, we're getting out of here. ”

"And when will we be able to come back?"

He Jiuming paused, with a slightly tired and helpless expression on his face, his face looked very similar to He Qianjue, no...... It should be said that He Qianjue is very similar to him, he is a slightly handsome and gentle man, not like a businessman but more like a scholar.

He Jiuming didn't choose to coax, he said honestly to Qian Jue: "We won't come back." ”

This sentence made the little He Qianjue's eyes immediately red, and he pulled his father's sleeve: "Daddy, I don't want to leave Mohe." ”

"Good. He Jiuming whispered softly to him, "If you stay here, you will be killed, do you understand?"

"I want to protect you. He Jiuming said again, "Daddy will always protect you." ”

Always protect someone...... This sentence itself is a joke, no one can protect anyone forever, because the only person in this world who can protect you all the time is yourself.

The young He Qianjue didn't understand this truth yet, and he slowly began to understand it after a long, long time.

He Qianjue didn't think about what the future would be like at this moment, where he was going, the only thing he was thinking about at this moment was still Lu Ning on Qingzhu Mountain outside the suburbs, before He Qianjue left, he must go to see Lu Ning once.

Time was pressing, He Jiuming said that he would take He Qianjue away in the next two days, the carriage and luggage had been prepared, and everything in the house furniture had been sold, and everything was ready.

He Qianjue looked at the goose feathers and heavy snow that was still fluttering outside, gritted his teeth and decided to go to Lu Ning tonight.

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Zhan Haoyan took the Dream Back Stone that he had rearranged and forged early the next morning, and vowed to help this little red flower recover his lost memory, but the situation was exactly the same as yesterday, the flower pulled the stone and slept for more than two hours, and even He Qianjue yawned and continued to climb back into bed and fall asleep.

And in the dream, He Qianjue dreamed of his past as always.

In fact, it stands to reason that it is impossible for He Qianjue to recall the past in his dreams, because he knows very well that his memory has been lost very completely, and this memory is equivalent to being swallowed up by the "eternal night" in the Heavenly Mirror.

He once almost became a part of the "Eternal Night", although he later copied the original form of the Eternal Night by relying on his non-phase demon characteristics, so that he had the ability to fight against the Eternal Night, and finally escaped, but memory is not such a thing as saying that you can come back and come back.

Without outside help, on his own, He Qianjue would never have the possibility of recovering his memory.

And the reason why he was able to remember it for the first time was indeed because of the effect of the dream back to the stone. But the second time he didn't take the dream back stone, why did he remember it?

He Qianjue thought about this point, but still didn't come up with a matter of course. However, just when his puzzled colleague heard the little red flower in front of him say that "memory is forgotten the moment he wakes up", He Qianjue suddenly understood.

It was not He Qianjue who remembered this lost memory, but this flower who remembered it.

It's just that this flower made a contract with He Qianjue, and his name, memory, body, and soul, all of which were given to He Qianjue, so the moment this flower recalled those memories, the memory was taken away by He Qianjue under the power of the contract.

This flower is Lu Ning, but it is not Lu Ning, he is not even a complete Lu Ning.

He Qianjue didn't know how to describe this flower, let alone how to describe his mood, but he was a little happy recently, he began to run to the greenhouse frequently, watering the little safflower with water and the light of the greenhouse, the little saffron shook its petals and opened wantonly in the light, occasionally He Qianjue poked him with his fingers, he would shyly put away the petals and shrink into a bud, but soon it would bloom again.

"Luning. He Qianjue called out the new name he gave him, and Huahua seemed to like this name a lot, and every time He Qianjue called him, he would shake his petals and whisper in response.

Only the fox and the cicada expressed great incomprehension, and the cicada even rebuked He Qianjue's taste: "He is obviously a red flower, why do you want to take the name Lu Ning? Why is it not Hong Ning?"

Who knew that Lu Ning was very cooperative with He Qianjue's title, and even shook his flowers and began to change color, the flowers of the underworld can indeed change color, they can choose to turn themselves into red, yellow, pink, blue, and green flowers.

So looking at Huahua, who turned himself into a green flower, the chilling cicada was speechless.

It's just that Lu Ning's memory is still at a loss, and every time he holds the dream back to the stone for a long time, he still gives Zhan Hao a word when it's over: "I can't think of anything." ”

Zhan Haoyan was deeply shocked by this, and after pondering and pondering, he couldn't figure out what was wrong with this stone, and he tossed so much that the whole person was a lot haggard, so He Qianjue, who was worried about him, thought of an ingenious plan, He Qianjue said to Zhan Haoyan: "If it doesn't work for Lu Ning, then try it on others? Sometimes it's not necessarily that there is a problem with your stone, but that there is a problem with the object of using this stone." ”

When He Qianjue said this, Zhan Haoyan also felt reasonable, so he held the stone and glanced at everyone in the mirror space, and asked, "Do any of you want to dream back to your previous life?"

Yan Snake didn't have any interest, Ying Qian didn't seem to be either, but the fox and the cicada raised their hands high.

However, He Qianjue said to Han Cicada: "You are a monster born immediately after the gathering of the deceased's yin qi, and you should not have a previous life, so that dream back stone is useless to you." ”

As soon as He Qianjue said this, the cicada could only crawl into He Qianjue's arms with the rabbit's head drooping.

So only the fox was willing to be this test subject.

Zhan Haoyan gave the stone to the fox, and the fox excitedly held the dream back stone and began to urge his aura, just urged for a while, she fell directly to the ground and fell asleep, He Qianjue was very gentle, and picked her up and moved her to the sofa.

Then, in less than ten minutes, the sleeping fox woke up.

When she woke up, she shouted with a pale face, "Mom! I was a tree in my previous life!"

As he spoke, he became incoherent and slapped the table board indignantly: "A tree that grows on the edge of a cliff! It has lived for hundreds of years, and its trunk is so thick that five or six people can't hug it! Then an inexplicable monk crossed the catastrophe next to me! A Nine Heavens Thunderbolt came down, didn't hit him, and chopped me to death!"

The fox had a tone full of righteous indignation, but it made several people next to him laugh, and when he saw that several people were laughing, the fox became even more angry: "What are you laughing at? I died so miserably! You are still embarrassed to laugh! Damn, I remember the face of the dead monk, and the next time I meet him, I have to kill him!"

"This thing can really recall the past life...... "Ying Qian also seemed to be interested, and raised his hand to Zhan Haoyan and said, "Can I try it?"

Zhan Haoyan was very generous, and stretched out his hand to give the dream back stone to Ying Qian, and then Ying Qian also tried to recall his past life.

When he woke up after a few minutes of slumber, everyone asked, "How is it?

When he woke up, Ying Qian's face was a little gloomy, and he sighed slightly, but after sighing, he said very calmly: "I probably didn't have a good life, I lived in a poor family in my previous life, I was still a girl, I was born sick and not loved by my family, En...... Looks like a few years old and left. ”

The memories of his past life didn't seem to affect Ying Qian, and he soon became as calm and silent as ever. After all, it was a long, long time ago, and all I can remember are only sporadic fragments that can give people a rough idea of the fragments of this life.

Later, the snake also tried, and the interesting thing is that the snake didn't recall his past life, but just remembered some trivial things that he forgot thousands of years ago, some inconsequential things, such as when the snake just crawled out of the snake egg, he was almost taken away by a bird, bitten to death by a mouse, and almost killed by something.

He Qianjue asked Zhan Haoyan: "Why are some people able to recall their past lives, but Yan Snake can only recall the things of their own lives?"

"That's probably because he didn't have a previous life, he was a newly born soul in the underworld, the kind of reincarnation for the first time. Zhan Haoyan said: "Or if the soul was once scattered and then reassembled, such a soul cannot recall the previous life. ”

"There is a third scenario. Zhan Haoyan looked at He Qianjue and continued: "For example, like you, if you have almost forgotten the memories of your life, Dream Back Stone will take the lead in reminding you of the memories of your life." ”

He Qianjue nodded knowingly: "I see." ”

Zhan Haoyan asked him, "Do you want to try the Dream Back Stone again?" Didn't you say that you have something you want to remember?"

He Qianjue pondered for a moment and said to Zhan Haoyan: "It's okay, let me try again." ”

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That night, He Qianjue put on a coat, secretly opened the back door of the He family's compound, ran on the snowy street for more than ten minutes, and finally found the dog hole on the edge of the Mohe city wall that was covered by snow.

The clothes have the effect of preventing wind and rain, but it is not warm, He Qianjue shivered from the cold, the cold invaded his body, making him so cold that he began to be a little confused, he tried to maintain his consciousness of a little collapse, and moved in the direction of his memory, but unfortunately he was only an eight-year-old child, his weak will and weak body were not enough to support him forward, and soon he fell on the soft and fluffy snow, and the cold slowly eroded his body.

It was too cold, it was a cold that He Qianjue, who had grown up with brocade clothes and jade food, had never felt before, although he would not regret coming to Lu Ning in such a cruel weather, risking the possibility of freezing to death, he hoped to see the young deer and see his best friend.

But this time, he didn't see the young deer, but the gray-skinned and red-eyed lone wolf that he had met once.

This lone wolf appeared on the snowy snow, it sniffed the smell in the air, and found He Qianjue's face, it seemed to feel that He Qianjue had been frozen, this wolf lay directly on He Qianjue's body, and its body temperature was slowly transmitted through clothes.

When he got closer, He Qianjue realized that this wolf had thick fur and a huge body, powerful claws and sharp teeth, and this wolf was so strong that He Qianjue believed that it could fight bears.

The wolf's eyes seemed to glow red, and he looked at He Qianjue without blinking.

He Qianjue felt that he would be eaten, in this icy and snowy environment, all the flowers and trees have withered, some animals have hibernated, and the hungry wolf with poor food is cold and hungry, it will definitely choose to eat He Qianjue.

Unexpectedly, He Qianjue was not afraid that he would be eaten, he felt that he was not afraid of this seemingly terrible hungry wolf at all. He reluctantly raised his head, and looked at the eyes of the lone wolf in front of him in a daze, which were exactly the same as those of his most cherished friend, blood-red...... But the eyes are strangely charming.

"You shouldn't have come to me. Caught off guard, He Qianjue heard the wolf speak.

It actually spoke, spitting out human language, and it said, "It's so cold, you're going to freeze to death." ”

After He Qianjue was briefly surprised that this wolf could speak, he suddenly became excited again, and excitedly he struggled to get up from the snow, pounced on it and reached out to hug the lone wolf's neck, because he found that this lone wolf had a red silk ribbon tied around his neck, which he had tied to the neck of the young deer!

"Lu Ning!" He Qianjue hoarsely cried out happily: "You are Lu Ning!"