The strong light outside the house is pressing, and the anger is rushing to the sky, and from a distance, people can also see it clearly.

"Huh? Uncle Shi, look! Noticing the unusual appearance, the female Taoist boy who was still lying on Xiao Hei's back and holding two chicken legs wrapped in lotus leaves in her hands pulled the sleeves of the white Taoist robe beside her.

Needless to say, he had already seen it, and the Taoist who had always been calm frowned, and hurriedly ran towards the bamboo house on the top of the mountain.

And at this moment, the bamboo house on the top of the mountain, the lotus pond in the backyard, Xuanyuan Jue and Xuanyuan Qi were stunned by the strong light for a while, and at the same time they both raised their arms to block it. Unable to see anything around them, the two of them had to stay where they were. It was at this moment that the collars of the two tightened, and I don't know who grabbed them with their hands, lifted them up high, and threw them directly into the bamboo house.

The bright light also faded, and when Xuanyuan and Xuanyuan Qi got up from the bamboo house, although they were still squinting slightly, they both saw a scene that they would never forget.

It was the owner of the bamboo house, as if she was wrapped in a flowing robe like a dark night, and her left hand, with a black glove removed, shining like a star in the night sky. No, to be precise, the glare that suddenly dimmed seemed to be because she slowly absorbed it with one palm.

The light traveled hundreds of miles and soared into the sky, but it could not withstand the power of the palm of the owner of this bamboo house.

After a few moments, everything was back to normal, and the left hand of the owner of the bamboo house was once again wearing the brocade gloves that he had hardly taken off. And the cyan glass bead was held in her hand and brought in.

"Bang dang!"

The front door of the bamboo house was pushed open suddenly, Yuqing Linyu Dao ran too quickly, under the attention of the three people in the house, a heel, five bodies fell in front of them, and his dust was also thrown on top of his head, at first glance, it looked like he had an extra head of snow hair.

Just when Yu Qinglin felt dizzy and his eyes were full of stars, there was a corner that had been absent for a long time, and the black Taoist robe that made him feel a little familiar floated in front of his eyes.

"yes~ I'll just say, my good junior brother has always been the most important gift, even if it's not my birthday, it's not a New Year's Festival, and it's such a big gift when I meet. That's good! However, Senior Sister didn't give you the New Year's money. ”

Meeting is a-for-tat banter, leaving no emotion at all. Yu Qinglin was speechless, so he had to quickly get up from the ground, while straightening his clothes and messy hair.

When the female Taoist boy and Xiao Hei came back with a mouthful of oil, they saw that the room was quiet, and only Xuanyuan Qi was alone with two small hands supporting his chin, and he was very bored sitting by the tea stove under the eaves.

The tea stove had obviously been moved, and above the embers, there was still a trace of fireworks.

"Hmm...... Master, she personally makes tea for guests, which is really rare. The female Taoist boy said, wiping the corners of her shiny mouth with the back of the lotus leaf in her hand.

Although it was the chicken leg brought by his uncle, his master has always been a vegetarian, and he also asked himself to be an apprentice. Even if she turns a blind eye to herself and Xiao Hei's "tooth sacrifice" from time to time, if she bumps into her, she will still be punished.

Next to the tea stove, there is still half a pot of tea soup left for guests. The female Taoist boy happened to be a little thirsty, so she found two other cups, no more, no less, just one with Xuanyuan Qi on the side.

The female Taoist tasted it carefully, although this tea was not as good as when it was first boiled, but in the end, it was cooked by her master's father, and the taste was not bad after all. Sweet and sweet, with a ...... finish Well? Ahem, my own master is really a bad taste, and the tea she brews is also unique, first sweet and then bitter, so bitter that her tongue is unconscious.

After drinking a cup of tea that was still warm together, Xuanyuan Qi looked at Xiao Hei Zhile, who was wiping the oil star on his mouth with his two front paws, and played with it directly. But the girl was quietly lying under the window, and cautiously began to look at the situation in the room.

In the house, Yu Qinglin, who has always been lazy and likes to recline on the dust, likes to recline on the soft mat and pour himself a drink on weekdays.

Just now, this pair of senior sisters and brothers, one by one, explained to Xuanyuan Yuan that Su Bi Jiaruo had entrusted to Yu Qinglin.

It's just that a lot of it has been hidden.

For example, the cyan glass bead used to replace his left eye was a treasure that Subigarna brought from his homeland when he got married.

Xuanyuan will never know how Subija died in pain, and how she was trapped in the mountains and forests that saw the light of day, day after day, year after year......

He would not have known that the beast that had wounded his left eye was his biological mother. However, even if he knew the truth, he would definitely not resent Subigara, right?

After being silent for a long time, the senior sister and brother faced Xuanyuan Jue and exchanged glances tacitly, but no one asked out loud.

Xuanyuan glanced at the cup of tea that had been served to his guest on several tables. There is no heat, no temperature, and even the aroma is not as strong as it was just now.

With his left hand, he clasped the teacup, and when the cool white porcelain touched his fingertips, he also gave him his own coldness.

The entrance is also cold, cold tea, not at all as mellow and sweet as it should be, but a bitterness that makes his tongue tingle.

"I have already experienced the pain of the skin, the Taoist does not need to hesitate, please drop the knife."

Calmly, Xuanyuan took off the blindfold on his left eye on his own. It has been closed for a long time, and the scars are coiled and knotted, deeply concave, which is unbearable to look at.

He waited, but his head began to drowsy and stagger, and at last he could not support it at all, and lay on his side.

"yes~ If you don't know the pain, you just said it earlier, and I didn't have to cook you such a pot of sesame boiling soup."

As for later, how did the cyan glass bead turn into an eyeball? And how did the female Taoist remove the rotten flesh from his eye socket and embed the new left eye for him? Not even a single trace of his face.

He didn't know anything about it.

However, if you want to remember, he is afraid that he will never forget that dream for the rest of his life.

True and false, false and true.

He remembered that when he first opened his eyes, he was standing in the backyard of King Kang's mansion. The white plum tree in the yard became unusually tall at some point, just like when I was six years old, and I had to stand on tiptoe to barely break a white plum.

Wait, six years old?! Sensing the change in his body shape, Xuanyuan Jue was very surprised, why did he suddenly become smaller and return to the appearance of a six-year-old?

"Qi'er, look, this is your brother, Wu'er."

The familiar voice, the familiar but the figure who didn't dare to hope to see it again, came slowly from the front yard, she was teasing Xuanyuan Qi, who was still a ball, and behind her, there was the imperial uncle and aunt who came together with the group.

almost plunged into the arms of his mother, who was already yin and yang, and hugged him tightly, refusing to let go.

"Ha, you kid, I haven't seen you stick to me like this on weekdays......"

Today is the county lord Xuanyuan Qi's weekly ceremony, and everyone is here.

"It turns out that here, they are fine, but Qi'er has become my sister."

Roughly knowing what the situation was, Xuanyuan seemed to understand that he had come to another place. However, what he didn't know was that Xuanyuan Qi was his sister all along.

That day, in the dilapidated straw hut in the northern suburbs, he did not hear the last words of the nurse.

The Zhou ceremony was still carried out as usual, different from the left and right Liupan in the impression, wearing a splendid children's clothes, dangling a soft neck, did not climb next to the three people, but directly grabbed the red beads that were deliberately placed in a pile of things with both hands.

Some are just small mouths with teeth, "ahhhh

The guests present were all laughing. Xuanyuan was naturally laughing. If he could, he would rather live in this place for the rest of his life and never leave.

There is no feast in the world, and after the Zhou ceremony, the guests in King Kang's mansion all walked away one by one, leaving only him and his mother.

Probably because of the dream rather than reality, unexpectedly, today, his mother actually offered to stay with him to stay in King Kang's Mansion for the night.

In his memory, although the imperial uncle and his mother have such feelings, due to their identities, the communication between the two has always been limited to tacit understanding of the flute dance and playing.

Still sitting under the white plum tree in the backyard, it was still early, and on the plum blossoms, there were only two or three early-born young and young ones, with pale green buds.

It turns out that in dreams, you can also get tired. Xuanyuan Jue was weak, half leaning and half leaning in a meditative posture, on his own imperial uncle, he was really comfortable and reassuring enough, this feeling has not been for a long time.

The soft ball that was still gnawing on the red beads on his wrist sat on his lap, but for a moment he was attracted by his mother, tilted his head, and grabbed Xuanyuan Xuan's clothes with two small hands, hung himself firmly, and looked to the side.

In fact, not only this ball, but even Xuanyuan Jue's eyes also noticed the imperial aunt who he actually didn't have much impression of.

The three-foot Qingfeng is long and wears red makeup. He didn't know that he, the imperial aunt, had actually practiced good martial arts.

With the sound of the flute briskly and intensely, he saw his mother and his aunt dancing together for the first time. One is barefoot and holds two full moon scimitars, and the other is a dashing long sword streamer.

A gripping flute song, an unforgettable war dance at first sight. I don't know how long I've been dancing, and I don't want to know, I just want to keep watching.

The song is still unfinished, and the dumplings on Xuanyuan Jue's body are already hanging down their little heads, sleeping sweetly. Somehow, Xuanyuan whispered to the person next to him, "Daddy", just like a child from an ordinary person's family.

It's just that this voice is too faint to be heard by his young King Kang, who is as carefree as he remembers, and he has never had a chance to hear it again.

Maybe if you can't hear it, you can't hear it, in his Xuanyuan Jue's heart, this "Daddy" will only belong to him, and will never be someone else.

Inadvertently, the starry sky stole the white sun clouds above the Sifang Courtyard, and it was time to sleep.

"A-Niang's good martial arts, go to sleep......" Listening to the voice of Subigaro who was holding him in his arms, it became weaker and weaker, blurred, and in the end, only a shallow snort remained.

Xuanyuan carefully twisted his body around, facing the sleeping Subigara. He was really tired, but he didn't dare to close his eyes, because he always felt that when he opened his eyes again, the dream would no longer exist.

He didn't want to give up, he really didn't.

However, the drowsy head also drove the sleepiness that he had suppressed for a long time, and he really couldn't support it anymore.

Regulus leaned forward, closing the distance, and pressed his forehead close to Subigaro's.

He suddenly understood a lot, and perhaps it had been an ethereal dream from the beginning. However, if he could, he would like to die in a dream and never wake up again.

The eyes that were misty and struggling finally closed after a glance at Subigara.

"A-Niang, goodbye......"

When he opened his eyes for the second time, he was already at the edge of the paddock, and he and Regulus were safely placed on the horses he had ridden when he came. And the person who led the horse was Xu He.

I don't want to ask too much, and I don't want to be asked too much.

Although Xuanyuan Jue was curious that he and Xuanyuan Qi had just disappeared and had a cup of tea, he had to reluctantly get up, hold Xiaodouding in his arms, and leave here as if nothing had happened.

He only regarded the two Taoist leaders he met, the Taoist boy and the wolf...... It's just a dream, the dream is scattered, and there is no end of the world.

But when he returned to the East Palace, he took off his blindfold, and his left eye, which was unscathed and undamaged, made him very stunned.

Since it was really a dream, why let him wake up?