It is said that those two ancient books are actually the illusion of Lin Yi's own aura, which is equivalent to the "children" nurtured by Lin Yi's aura; Now that the "children" sensed the existence of the "mother", they couldn't help but summon it, which then caused the aura in Lin Yi's body to be manic, which was difficult to control. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lin Yi had never encountered this before, and the whole person was a little stunned at this time. Let the aura in your body surge out. The gushing aura will wrap the three ancient books.

In an instant, illusions kept appearing in Lin Yi's mind----

The rain was so heavy that countless poor people had nowhere to hide from the rain and were crammed into dilapidated houses in the market.

Seeing his wife and children leaning against the corner, trembling, a scholar-like man took out a book from the package, but it was "The Legacy of Xuanhe of the Great Song Dynasty". This is his favorite book, and it is also a note on the Huizong era that was only recently released, and the engraving is very small, and he spent a lot of gold to buy it at that time. But now that he is so depressed, his wife and children are starving, the only thing he can get his hands on is this book.

In another place, the lights were brilliant, and in the hall, singing and dancing, a man in brocade clothes and fine food looked indifferently at everything in front of him.

As the owner of this mansion, he is known as "Zhang Shanren", and he has abandoned everything to seek the Tao before, but unfortunately he can't do it, so he can only re-enter the world and live this extravagant life.

Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road.

There was a knock on the door, and the butler stepped forward and whispered.

He nodded.

Outside the gate, it was still raining heavily.

The scholar clung to the book tightly for fear of getting a little water stain.

The butler he was waiting for came out, threw out a few copper coins, and snatched the book from his hand.

He yelled "don't".

The butler turned around and added a few more copper coins, saying that there was only so much.

Looking at the rain-soaked copper coins on the ground, and then at the books that had been taken away, he fell to his knees and began to cry.

Singing and dancing in the hall.

Zhang Dashan looked at the book interestingly, his expression grim. Finally he threw the book to the butler and said, "Put it in my collection."

In a beautiful study, the butler walked in with the book, looked around, and didn't know where to put it. He couldn't figure out his master's thoughts, whether he liked it or didn't like it. If you like it, put it on the left, and if you don't like it, put it on the right.

Thinking of this, he walked to the left, and while he was thinking, he suddenly found the brocade box on the shelf, which was said to be the master's most precious book.

The butler looked around to see that there was no one, and his curiosity was declining, so he opened the brocade box, and inside it was only a book, a manuscript, and the name was "Finger Xuan".

The housekeeper couldn't help but sneer, what kind of way do you cultivate for this virtue, for the rich and unkind!

At this time, someone outside called. The housekeeper hurriedly put the book back, but he didn't know that he had also put the "Great Song Xuanhe Legacy" that he had just received.

The brocade box snapped shut and returned to its original position.

……

I don't know how many years later, Zhang Dashan died, and his family prepared a grand funeral for him, and according to his requirements, he even ruthlessly bought some beautiful maidservants as a funeral.

In addition, because he was dedicated to seeking the Tao during his lifetime, and studied under the Grandmaster Bai Yuchan, the Grandmaster gave him the secret of cultivation, which was also buried in the tomb as his favorite treasure.

The yellow brocade box was taken out and buried in the loess with his master during a solemn funeral ceremony.

The years go by---

……

The above series of images flashed in his mind like a movie, Lin Yi's face was a little pale, his expression was a little strange, and a layer of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

Seeing his appearance, Jiang Lifu, who was taking pictures of the ancient book, couldn't help but become worried, and asked, "Lin Yi, what's wrong with you, is there anything wrong?" ”

Lin Yi shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's just ......" Before he finished speaking, his mind thundered again, and another illusion appeared---

……

Sandalwood is curling, and in the study, a beautiful little girl is seriously doing red painting. At this time, there was the sound of firecrackers outside, but it turned out to be the New Year.

The status of the little girl seems to be very noble, and in the hall, she and her parents sit on the top, watching the people who have come to pay their respects to the New Year, and reaching out to accept all kinds of exquisite gifts.

The banquet began, and the adults were staggered.

As a female guest, you have to enter the inner room and are not allowed to participate in the congratulations of such a festive day.

In the hall, a teenager stepped forward and was allowed to play a new song.

I saw that the young man was graceful, sitting next to the guqin, and his fingers were gently plucked, and the sound of the piano immediately floated out.

Listen carefully, but this song is an adapted song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix". The sound of the piano intoxicated everyone in the hall.

The owner who sat on the top of the pot-bellied poop nodded constantly, and whispered to another noble person next to him from time to time.

The sound of the piano wafted through the hall to the room where the ladies were staying.

The little girl, who was guessing the boxing order with her family and friends, suddenly pricked up her ears and listened attentively to this chic tune. There was a girl next to her who laughed at her, and she didn't care.

Finally, the tune ended.

Everyone in the hall cheered. The master gave him a cup of water and wine. The teenager very politely drank it down.

His demeanor and talent have been praised by everyone.

In the women's room, the little girl was still intoxicated by the beautiful song just now, until she was awakened by the person next to her, and her face flushed.

The next day, in the apricot grove.

The boy was still stroking the lyre, when a Rosepar floated down to him in the wind.

Picking up the silk handkerchief, the young man looked up and saw the charming little girl like a flower, the two looked at each other, and their veins were affectionate.

A year later, with the sound of firecrackers, the big red sedan chair fell to the door of the mansion, and the little girl became a beautiful bride.

She sat in a sedan chair, and when she left, her parents were heartbroken and handed her the most valuable treasure in the family--- family tree, so that she could keep it well.

As a member of the royal family of the Ming Dynasty, whether he is married or not, the surname Zhu must not be forgotten.

The wedding is over.

On the night of the candles in the cave room, the little girl who became the bride carefully packed up her treasured family tree.

Then the bridegroom came in, and he drank the wine, and his face was red, and he looked at her stupidly, and said that you are so beautiful.

She bowed her head shyly.

After drinking the wine, he helped her to the bed with a big red quilt---

Candle Shadow Shakes Red---

Time flies.

Lang is a concubine, and he loves and loves for a few years.

She is expecting.

He was so happy that he didn't know what to say, he regarded her as a treasure, and he was afraid of melting in his mouth, and he was afraid of falling in his hand.

Her belly was getting bigger.

In the garden, she embroidered flowers on the side, made beautiful little clothes for her future child, and played the piano and sword to make her as happy as possible.

Everything looks so good.

Conceived in October and delivered in one day.

But her body was weak, but it was in great pain. A whole bunch of people were busy in the delivery room. He was also waiting anxiously outside.

From time to time, he begged God to worship the Buddha, muttered to himself, and was even willing to exchange his life for the safety of his wife and children in the house.

Hot water, scissors, blood, moans of pain, last scream---

With a bang, the door opened.

The midwife came out with the baby in her arms, and he was very happy, but when he entered the house, he found that she had gone in childbirth.

He cried, holding the child in his arms and crying loudly.

A man who has always been personable cried tears and snot flowed.

In his arms, the child also cried, and while crying, he asked his grandmother to eat---

According to the rules, if you die in childbirth, you should be buried early so that you can be buried in the ground. So that night, he bought a rich funeral for her beloved, including the family tree that she regarded as a treasure.

The genealogy was placed by him himself beside her.

She looked serene, as if she had fallen asleep.

He stroked her cheek, tears in his eyes hitting her face.

The coffin was buried in the ground.

He was dressed in plain white, and cried loudly again--- his soul is back!

There was a thunderstorm in the sky, followed by a torrential downpour.

She was awakened in the coffin.

Why is it so dark?

Where are you?

She felt sullen and panicked.

She shouted his name, and she shouted for help.

No one paid attention to her.

She was afraid, she was afraid, she felt hopeless, she grabbed the coffin with her fingers, and clung to it so hard that she tried her best to escape.

Her nails were broken, her fingers were broken, blood was pouring out, and she was still trapped in the coffin, unable to escape.

Her eyes widened in horror, knowing that she was dying, that she missed him, that she missed the child......

The air in the coffin became thinner, and she whimpered silently with her mouth open, her expression full of pain and desolation.

……

Lin Yi's heart was extremely painful, and he seemed to fully feel the desolation and pain of her being trapped in the coffin at this time.

Tears fell in large gulfs and onto the ancient books he was holding.

Jiang Lifu next to him opened his mouth and said something loudly to him, but he couldn't hear it. The whole person feels like he is in another space.

At the same time, the ancient book he was holding in his hand leisurely exuded the breath that he had absorbed for a hundred years, and that breath turned into wisps of aura, which were then absorbed into Lin Yi's body.

The aura gathered more and more, like a thousand threads, wrapping Lin Yi tightly. Soon, these spiritual qi turned into silk-like breath, wrapping Lin Yi in the cocoon that the spiritual energy had turned into.

Lin Yi is like a wrapped silkworm baby, constantly absorbing and purifying the vigorous aura in the body in the cocoon, removing those original impure aura, inhaling those pure aura, and then exhaling, so in and out, constantly refining those pure aura.

Soon, there was a bang.

The cocoon of the aura of the aura exploded.

Lin Yi regained his clarity again and returned to this world again, but at this time, he only felt that his ears, eyes, nose, and nose, and various touches seemed to have evolved, and they were extremely sensitive and clear.

He could smell the scent of bamboo shoots breaking through the ground in the distant jungle, he could see the spiders weaving their webs in the cracks in the walls, and he could hear the noise of insects underground......

His whole person has changed.

It's like being reborn. (To be continued.) )