Looking at the clenched plain white sachet in his hand in a daze, he let go of his hand slightly, and the sachet fell down and fell to the ground, stained with a lot of dust. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Liluo walked forward without caring at all.

If it's fake, it's fake, so why care?

It's just that it's not unusual for me to look like this. Liluo stopped by the small river pond, looking at himself in a pink flower silk silk robe, he only felt strange.

She was used to wearing plain Taoist robes all year round, so she said that when she was talking to Ruan Er and them about life before, it was just enough to have clothes to cover her body, why did she dress up so neatly.

Perhaps, this can be regarded as a blessing to her?

Li Luo looked at the bamboo building not far away, and smiled indifferently.

When she woke up from a dream, she realized that all the things in the previous dream were really estimated to be the handiwork of this eldest lady. Just for what, after asking Zhou Lian some details, she faintly had some conjectures of her own.

I don't know how many years I have been in this dream for more than ten years, and how many years have been outside the dream. Even if the Void Elder noticed her abnormality in the sea of flowers, she would not wake up for a long time, and she was afraid that her form and spirit would dissipate.

It's rare to pick up a life and come back, how can it be so wasted.

Liluo lowered his head and looked at the slender wrist without embellishment, his gaze was quite deep.

In the sea of flowers trial, the sober consciousness was only retained until the moment when the flower was touched at the end, and nothing else. She thought about it, and thought of the strange dead air at that time, and thought about it privately, afraid that the flower itself was weird, so the anger that should not have been leaked out was spread around the flower, canceling out the dead air, making people unable to detect the abnormality.

And the reason why I fell into this is probably because of the white jade bracelet.

After all, she still can't figure out the bracelet.

But for now, there is no need to think about it, because the most important thing is to get out of this dream.

This is also the reason why she is now looking for the eldest lady.

……

Qifang Pavilion.

Liluo looked at the plaque, reading it word by word, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth.

Butterflies go to find flowers, and perch on fragrant grass at night.

The immortal master and the eldest lady are interesting, compared to butterflies and flowers. Just thinking of the many aunts in the house, she couldn't help but smile again, the fairy master's butterflies, there are really more flowers.

After entering, her eyes were full of red flowers, if it weren't for the bamboo building to lean on, she thought that she was back in the sea of flowers trial. As soon as Liluo's mind moved, his hand covered it, and his two fingers rubbed the petals, and what he felt was not the veins like dead leaves that were painful in the forbidden place, but smooth as silk.

Come to think of it, at this time in the dream, the flowers have not yet changed.

It was just like this that a strong wind hit inexplicably, and it was easy to avoid it. looked at this bamboo building, and hooked the corners of her mouth, afraid that the people inside would know that she was coming.

She was a little unkind, too, how could the eldest lady take the initiative to come when she thought she was so afraid that she would only want to hide from her?

The wind was still blowing, but Liluo didn't care about the threat of a small fight, and stepped into the bamboo building calmly.

Even the bamboo door, which is exposed to the sun and rain every day, is covered with a thick layer of ash. She coughed softly as she pushed the door open.

The furnishings in the house are extremely simple, there is no exquisite and small arrangement as imagined, and all kinds of rare things belong to the immortal lady.

As far as the eye can see, it is just a bamboo table, three or two bamboo chairs, and a bamboo ladder leading to the second floor of the bamboo building.

Liluo glanced at the bamboo window on the side, there were a lot of jade snow flakes planted under the window, white as snow lined with red flowers and green bamboos in the garden, it was indescribably beautiful, and I thought that the eldest lady used to love this place very much.

She walked slowly up the bamboo stairs, but as soon as she had gone up two or three steps, the whole staircase suddenly shook and almost threw her down. Liluo grabbed the handrail with one hand very quickly, and stepped onto the second floor in a few leaps.

The sudden darkness suddenly shrouded her, she stabilized her figure, looked around, and found that it was not that she could not see her fingers, but more like the original light was covered by the pothos vines outside, causing a deep seclusion.

The rattling sound was particularly harsh in the silence, and he looked down when he left the ground. The flawless jade snow flakes that I saw outside the bamboo window before seemed to be stained with blood, and a large piece of red was splashed on it, leaving a little bit of snow white. At this moment, one by one is swinging wildly, like a hideous man-eating flower, eager to gnaw human bones and devour human blood.

The vines outside the bamboo building also spread in from the door and window, twisting and rolling around the bamboo ladder layer by layer like a snake. Liluo looked closely, and found that the vine was still slowly soaked in some green juice, emitting a sweet but fishy smell.

She didn't know what it was, so she covered her mouth and nose first, then turned and went into the middle of the second floor.

It's not like the first floor, just a table and chairs are used for decoration. Liluo opened his eyes and found that the furnishings on the second floor were also extremely simple, but at least they could be inhabited.

Looking around, she saw at a glance that the Huanghuali inlaid stone desk, placed next to the bamboo window, seemed to be used by the master's family for writing and painting on weekdays. When she stepped forward, she saw a picture scroll on the table, and when it was unfolded, it was a portrait of the eldest lady.

It's just that the woman in the painting is younger than the eldest lady she sees now, and her eyebrows and eyes are more cheerful than she has ever seen now.

The girl combed a hundred flowers in a small bun, dressed in an apricot yellow palace dress, holding a handkerchief among the flowers, fluttering butterflies, her posture was light, and her smile was like a flower.

Hired more than thirteen, cardamom tips in early February.

Just looking at this picture, this sentence came to mind, and I just felt appropriate.

There was still pen and ink on the table, and he looked at it for a while, and then smiled. Rolling up her sleeves, holding up her pen, dipping it in ink, and about to add something to her painting, the vines that had been tightly covered outside the window suddenly stretched out into the room and rolled up her wrists. There were barbed spikes on it, and when it was strangled so hard, it quickly stabbed out a circle of blood.

As if he didn't feel pain, Liluo's face was as usual, and his tone was quite relaxed and familiar, "What's the matter? You called me here in every possible way, but now it's just a painting, and you don't let me move stingy?"

For a while, the vine strangled even more, Liluo bit his lip, saw that the blood on his wrist was being sucked by the vine, and reluctantly smiled: "Angry so soon? ”

As if annoyed, the paper on the table rolled up into a scroll and rolled aside.

"Yes, given by the husband, you are naturally a baby. Seeing this scene, Liluo nodded suddenly and bit the word "husband" very hard.