Ma Xianglan felt that she had woken up from a long and terrible sleep, and her spirit and consciousness were slowly returning to her delicate body, and an unprecedented amount of energy made her feel exceptionally beautiful.

The first time his eyes were projected on his pair of white and red like ginger and shallots, who could play the piano and paint, and were good at serving men, and found that it was not the old and dry appearance in her dream, but the water was white and tender, and she seemed to be able to pinch out the water, and her pretty face showed disbelief.

This is the skin of a girl's generation, like silk, elegant, soft, and slippery.

However, he has reached middle age, although he has been refusing to grow old and working hard to manage his appearance, he knows that although he is beautiful in middle age, his skin is like porcelain, although gorgeous, he is no longer soft.

No, I am already old, I remember that I was old on such a painful night, my skin was like a rag, there was no luster, no color, and after that, I seemed to die......

Forcibly suppressing the doubts in her heart, she cast her gaze like Qing Shui on the faces of Zhang Dong and Su Daji, who were looking at her with concern, and asked in a voice like a yellow bird singing: "Two sons, am I dreaming?" Or are you sick? Why do I feel like I'm meeting you for the first time? ”

"Xianglan, do you remember that you are Ma Xianglan?" Zhang Dong asked excitedly.

"Of course I remember. What the hell is going on? Am I not already dead? It can't be a hell of hell, right? Ma Xianglan asked again suspiciously.

"Great, great, Childe, it's really successful, you are really the first strange person in the world."

Su Daji was pleasantly surprised, hugged Zhang Dong's arm and cheered, now she can rest assured, Zhang Dong really has the ability to resurrect the dead, this ability is simply against the sky.

"It turns out that she is a woman disguised as a man! What a beautiful girl. Ma Xianglan looked at Su Daji with strange eyes.

Zhang Dong continued to look directly at Ma Xianglan, who was sitting up from the bed, and said in a strange voice: "Xianglan, look at the calligraphy and painting works on the walls of this room, perhaps, what can you think of." ”

Ma Xianglan nodded, got out of bed with a graceful posture, and then cast her eyes on the calligraphy and painting works on the wall.

There are two orchid works.

The first is a one-leaf orchid, which is her original method of painting orchids, with only a touch of oblique leaves, holding an orchid, which can best reflect the quiet and ethereal charm of orchids. The painting is also inscribed with a seven-character quatrain: A leaf of orchid and an arrow flower, who is lonely at the end of the world? Since it was written in the silver paper, it is not afraid of wind, cold and rain.

The second pair is "Cliff Inverted Weeping Orchid", which is also inscribed with a poem: The cliff and cliff spray strange incense, and the weeping liquid is empty and makes passers-by busy; If it weren't for the high position, it would be inevitable that Zhumen would be accompanied by evening makeup.

The rest are calligraphy works:

"The wine and clothes are allowed to follow, what is the reason for the east wind to send the guests sad? The flying flowers of the creek road are thin and thin, and the weeping willows of Jinting are still clinging; The sail is far away from the pedestrians, and the heart of the lost couple is late with the sunset; The eyes are full of streamers, and the spring color of Mojiao is late. ”

"The hibiscus dew is cold and the moon is slight, and the little wind is clear and the geese are flying; I heard that the jade gate is thousands of miles, where to send winter clothes in the depths of autumn. ”

"Always to Xiao Zhu, collect poems every night, have nothing to do, and look back at the ship all day long."

"The deep courtyard is floating, the high-rise buildings are hanging on the moon, the two stars of the road are fulfilling, and it is difficult for the world to leave the agreement. The sky is facing the scene, quietly occupying the Lingque, and I want to stop the shuttle, meet at this time, but don't want to tell it, Yao Jie** eyes groaned slightly, and saw the thin shadow blowing in the cool wind. ”

There was a look of obsession on her pretty face, because the calligraphy and painting were so beautiful, so beautiful that her heart trembled.

There were tears in his eyes, he turned his head to look at Zhang Dong, and asked softly: "I seem to understand, I am indeed dead, these are all my works during my lifetime, but these paintings and calligraphy are not made by me, my handwritten works are far from being so beautiful, far from reaching such a realm." Childe, you made it, right? Can you sue me, what the hell is going on? ”

"Sure enough, she is a smart woman, she is really a different woman, she has experienced such a complicated life, she looks down on everything, and she has no fear when she encounters such strange things. Still so calm. Zhang Dong admired in his heart, and even more respected this woman.

He took out a paintbrush, spread out a snow-white paper on the desk, and quickly waved the pen, and in just a few minutes, a raging river appeared on the picture, which was really lifelike, as if he could hear the roar of the river, and seemed to be able to smell the water.

Su Daji and Ma Xianglan's pretty faces showed excitement and admiration, such painting skills are really the best in ancient and modern times, which makes them breathtaking.

"Time is like this river, flowing forward day and night." Zhang Dong explained in a tone with vicissitudes of life, and at the same time wrote down the various historical dynasties of China in the blank space on the side of the river, the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, the Xia, the Shang, the Zhou, the Spring and Autumn, the Warring States, the Qin, the Two Hans, the Three Kingdoms, the Two Jins, the Southern and Northern Dynasties, the Sui, the Tang, the Five Dynasties, the Song, the Yuan, the Ming, the Qing, the People, and the Modern.

He then framed the dynasties and continued: "People of each era lived in different parts of the river, and it was difficult to see each other. Xianglan, do you understand what I mean? ”

"I understand what you mean, but I don't understand what you mean by that." Ma Xianglan replied suspiciously.

"After I finish speaking, you will understand, you live in the last years of the Ming Dynasty, and I live in modern times, but because I admire you, like you, I can't bear to sleep in the grave and annihilate in history, so I tried my best to swim upstream from the modern era, to the era of 28 years after your death, and resurrected you in a magical way, now, you are 16 years old, in the future, you can continue to live and live the life you want to live." Zhang Dong looked at the beautiful woman with a blazing gaze and explained succinctly.

Ma Xianglan's pretty face became inexplicably blushing, but after she had experienced a happy life, she first smiled sweetly at Zhang Dong, and then she couldn't believe it: "This, this, this is too incredible, and it's too ridiculous and grotesque, I really can't believe it." ”

"Xianglan, in our time, science and technology are very advanced, and what you think is absurd and grotesque has become reasonable, I think, in fact, you have already believed it, because you clearly remember your previous life, but now you are only 16 years old." Zhang Dong smiled and said, "Please also believe that I am here for you, and you are deeply attracted to me......"

Ma Xianglan was stunned for a while, then choked up and said: "Thank you Gongzi for resurrecting me, thank you Gongzi for his high righteousness, but Xianglan was once in a sea of water, and it was really difficult to fall in love with another person." ”

Zhang Dong took out a tissue to gently wipe her tears, and said in a shocking voice: "Xianglan, I know you better than yourself, and I know everything you said in your previous life." On the night you celebrated Wang Zhideng's 70th birthday, you suddenly understood a fact, and then you were discouraged, your heart was broken, and when you returned home, you died of a serious illness. ”

Ma Xiangshui's pretty face showed a look of pain, and he said excitedly: "Please don't mention him!" ”

(The third watch, ask for a monthly pass and a red ticket.) ）