Dream like reincarnation I 3

Wen Laogen walked to the east-facing stone wall, with spiritual power at his fingertips, he clicked dozens of times on the stone wall in a special order, and the stone wall gradually revealed a passage, covered with moonstone, which was very bright. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Xiuxiu was surprised and hurriedly asked, "How can there be a passage here?" ”

Wen Laogen was the first to walk into the passage, "Follow." ”

The passage was not long, and it was completed in about half an hour, and the end was a small dry stone chamber, which was full of stalactites, and there was a depression in the chamber, which seemed to have been formed after the original waterhole had dried up.

Wen Laogen took out a bottle, made of jade, crystal moist, and filled with a transparent liquid, and he handed the bottle to Xiuxiu.

Xiuxiu took it and asked curiously, "What is this?" ”

Wen Laogen did not answer, and took out a few more delicate lamps, the liquid oil in the inside, and a delicate lampshade outside, six phases hollowed, there are strange golden patterns on the cover body, like the text as a picture.

"Grandpa, why doesn't this oil lamp have a wick?" Xiuxiu asked.

"Xiuxiu, this is called the ever-bright lantern, quickly surround the ever-bright lantern on the four sides of the waterhole."

Grandpa stared at the dry hollow as he spoke, and Xiuxiu thought to herself that this hollow should be the waterhole he said.

Xiuxiu did so, but she didn't understand what her grandfather was going to do.

At this time, Wen Laogen took out the storage bag from the entrance of the cave, took out the contents one by one and put them on the ground, and said to Xiuxiu: "Xiuxiu, don't ask questions first, just do what grandpa says." ”

Xiuxiu remembered Wen Laogen's previous excitement and seriousness, so she nodded.

Wen Laogen said: "I can't be inside, you have to light the everlasting lamp." Then drop the water from the bottle into the pool, and then put this bead into the pool with the dagger", Wen Laogen took out another bead with a white light, and this is the bead he was talking about.

Xiuxiu held it in the palm of her hand, the bead was half the size of a palm, there seemed to be water flowing in the bead, and there seemed to be something faintly in the water, she looked at it, startled, and almost threw the bead out, but fortunately, Wen Laogen reacted in time and held her palm before she threw it out.

Inside this bead, there was a human figure floating faintly.

"Grandpa, what is this?"

Wen Laogen said: "Xiuxiu, don't ask first, just do what grandpa says." Light the lantern first, only one of the nine lamps will be lit, as long as it is lit, we will have hope. After igniting it, drop a drop of water from the bottle in the waterhole, and then put in this bead and dagger, clear? ”

Xiuxiu glanced at the ever-bright lantern and frowned, "How can you light the ever-bright lantern, there is not even a wick?" ”

Wen Laogen glanced at Xiuxiu, holding her hand holding the beads, for fear that his words would cause Xiuxiu to panic and break the beads, he said in a low voice: "The person in this bead is still alive, that is, the owner of the storage bag, you have to sincerely hope that she is alive, and the everlasting lamp will be lit." ”

Xiuxiu couldn't believe it, although she had heard her grandfather tell some incredible facts, but she was still a little incomprehensible when she said that the figure in this bead was a living person, she scratched her head, "Is it so mysterious?" Although she was a monk, she had never heard of the need for spiritual powers, just to think about doing something.

Wen Laogen nodded cautiously, "Do you understand?" ”

Xiuxiu shook her head, nodded again, and thought, you said that you should tell me not to ask and just do it, even if I ask, you may not say more.

"Xiuxiu ......" Wen Laogen's expression was very solemn, "Grandpa depends on you, you have to light the ever-bright lantern within six days." When the lamp is lit or after the lamp is lit, grandpa can't go into a secret hole, if you encounter difficulties, you can come out and discuss with grandpa, understand? ”

Xiuxiu raised her head, smiled, nodded heavily, and then looked at Wen Laogen's disappearing back, and was very satisfied, in fact, once, what could she do for her grandfather, although she didn't know what she was doing, but if her grandfather cared so much, she would care more.

Looking at the beads in his hand, although he felt a little scary at first sight, he felt interesting when he looked at it, the faint figure of the villain inside was blurred, but no matter how the beads were turned, or the head and tail were reversed, the blurred figure of the villain was always head down, with his legs shrunk in front of his chest, unchanged.

Xiuxiu put the beads and bottles next to the dagger, and then began to try to light her in a circle at the ever-bright lantern, but no matter how dry she stared, grinned, or desperately chanted or begged for the ever-bright lantern, the ever-bright lantern did not respond at all.

She breathed a sigh of relief and remembered her grandfather's words, "I sincerely hope that she is alive, and the lantern will be lit." "It's just that for no reason, she doesn't want a stranger to die, but it's also difficult to have a heart that wants another person to live, and what kind of person is this person? Is it a good guy or a bad guy? She didn't know.

After tossing for a long time, Xiuxiu didn't gain anything, she was just a seventh-level Qi refining cultivator, and she hadn't slept well for several days, so she was a little tired now, so she simply fell asleep on the ground.

In her sleep, Xiuxiu dreamed that she and her grandfather were swaggering in the world of cultivating immortals, eating delicious food, playing fun, and dreaming that someone was smiling at him, this person seemed to be the handsome and charming man in red robes, and it seemed to be the man in magnolia clothes who was born graceful and graceful, and the man in magnolia clothes who was born in the wind and the jade tree was in the wind, and it seemed to be the man in green clothes who was as handsome as a god and had cold eyebrows, anyway, she was beautiful in her heart. At this moment, the grandfather's laughing voice sounded in his ears, "My family's Xiuxiu Chun's heart is budding." ”

She struggled to argue that there was no.

Grandpa pointed at her and hugged his stomach and laughed, saying, "Xiuxiu, you are drooling." ”

She reached out to wipe it, and it seemed to be wet, and at this moment, the sweet dream woke up, and there was still some resentment in her hazy eyes, and she muttered in her mouth: "Stinky old man, disturb my sweet dream." ”

Turning over, Xiuxiu was about to sleep again and make up for that dream, but suddenly woke up and got up to look at the ever-bright lights, they were quiet and did not ignite.

The hourglass left by Wen Laogen before leaving, Xiuxiu roughly calculated, and it has been about a day.

After staring at the ever-bright lamp and chattering for a long time, Xiuxiu became a little annoyed, but remembered the dream, the smile in the dream, as if it could melt the winter snow and make people warm.

"Return, I will hire you." These four words suddenly burst out of her mind, and she turned her eyes to look at the bead of white light, and thought: What kind of person will the man who wants to marry you be?

Xiuxiu curiously picked up the bamboo slips placed on the ground and read them carefully.

It is said: I want to read at leisure when I am young, and I am accompanied by you. There's a lot going on today.

He said: Today's chess game is really a dilemma. I only hope that he will have a fresh breeze on his sleeves, water and bright moon, work and rest according to the day, live in peace, and his children and grandchildren will be filial.

It is said: Thoughts, like the night is deep.

It is said: The early sun is bright, and it is as warm as you smile.

It is said: There is a drought in the north, and the fish in the river are foaming at each other.

……

There are few bamboo slips, Ren is Xiuxiu, and it is also full of lovesickness.

Sleeve, which should be his name, seems to be a man of the world.

She couldn't imagine that the woman in the pearl would fall in love with a worldly man, but she could understand that she was in love with this man called "sleeve".

He should be ambitious and sincere, he may not be as good and powerful as the man in the red robe, the man in magnolia clothes, or the man in the green coat, but he is more real than them, and can bring the warmth and hope that the woman felt in her dreams in reality.

At this moment, Xiuxiu is extremely hopeful, there can be such a person in her life, she thinks, she is really spring, not because of the three handsome men, but because of this man called "sleeve".

What kind of woman should such a man be in love with? At least he can be worthy of him, with a quiet temperament, a wisdom that can understand his thoughts, and a smile as warm as the first sun.

Even when Xiuxiu didn't notice it, the everlasting lamp closest to her was lit silently.

There is no wick, but it burns quietly.

The wind suddenly rose in the secret room for no reason, and Xiuxiu turned around to see that the blue flame of the ever-bright lamp was weak, beating in the wind but persistent.

Xiuxiu hurriedly lifted the lid of the bottle, tilted it slightly, and dropped a drop into the dry pool.

As soon as the droplets came out of the bottle, they immediately swelled, and when they fell into the pool, they filled the entire pool to the fullest, and at the same time, the secret room was suddenly filled with spiritual power, Xiuxiu didn't have time to be surprised, and immediately put the beads and daggers into the pool according to her grandfather's instructions.

As soon as the bead entered the pool, it seemed to drip into the sea and disappeared, and the figure in the bead was nowhere to be found, and the dagger sank to the bottom of the water, lying quietly. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) )