Chapter 395: Painting Dreams (Part I)

"Uncle Haruka isn't leaving?"

Lan Sheng was already a little dizzy when she ate the wine at the fourth table at the Linglong Water Pavilion, but because of the news she heard from Bai Huzhou, she had to ask the master of the distant sky.

Baihu Boat always goes out, but the distance is always there, and you can find it as soon as you find it. He smiled and nodded.

"Uncle Haruka, I didn't know you before, did I?" The familiar intimacy that the distant space brings to Lan Sheng has not changed since the first meeting.

Yaokong replied mysteriously, "I can't say, in the past and present lives, I rubbed my shoulders." ”

Lan Sheng was dizzy, his head turned, but his head didn't turn, so he let go of this topic that could have been dug deeper.

"Jin Wei would be happy if she knew that you weren't leaving."

"Although Jin Wei and I are father and daughter, we have a deep knot and a shallow kinship, which can be changed overnight." Compared with the surprise when I first learned that I had a daughter, joy, melancholy, and bitterness, Yaokong only showed faint joy at the moment, "As for whether to go or stay, it is an opportunity, and it is also a determination, and I am uncertain, and I can't go." ”

Someone entered the flower pavilion and took away the wine glass in Lan Sheng's hand, "Uncle Shi gave her back the wine, wouldn't she have to be carried home if she drank it again?" ”

Lan Sheng raised his head, squinted his phoenix eyes, and smiled at the plain but comfortable-looking face.

"Isn't this Che Fei's little master? Where do you have flowers from my house? Is she feeling better today? If it's good, I can not send her into Tianxuan, I always feel that the mountains are like you and the wood ghost, all of them have no desire and no desire, and she is vivid and vivid alone, how boring. ”

Che Feiwei poured hot tea and handed it over, "Isn't she very good at messing with you?" The average daughter has such a girl. I'm afraid she has been driven away a long time ago, but you treat her as a treasure and refuse to let her go. ”

"Such a girl is the best match for such a young lady, a thorn wrapped, a hidden needle, she murdered me, I am so pitiful, who will put me in his eyes? It just so happens that I don't get into the human eye, but slip under my nose. Otherwise, can you take care of the house with peace of mind? "And Youhua does have a good ability to manage the house. It is easy to deal with Uncle Xiao Gukai and other big stewards, and the director Zhan Lansheng sometimes suspects that her mother deliberately taught Youhua to be like this, and her personality is pungent and arrogant. but he is a person who is honest and willing to block her troubles.

There are flowers. To no avail. Small sweeps, each with its own strengths, each with its own personality. Only loyalty is equal, and gold sinks over time. is like the famous weapon of the master of the rivers and lakes, it seems awkward to others, but it can only be obeyed in the hands of the master. Now let her let go of the one who loves to talk the most, it's lonely to think about it.

Che Fei smiled warmly, "It turns out that there are poor flowers." ”

Lan Sheng was noncommittal. The way people get along with each other can also be described as "like people drinking water, knowing their own warmth and coldness", and there is no need to explain more to others.

"Her limbs were not broken by ordinary means, and the ice needles were so deep into the bones that no one in the world could take them. I told you, if you really don't let people go, you can live, but you have to lie down in this life, and life is better than death when you go through it in winter. "Che Feiwei's eyes are not warm.

"What did you do today? All of them show their unknown side. Uncle Bai stopped laughing, the master of the distant sky is vulgar, and the car is not a warm man. Time seems to be pulled into a tight string by an invisible force, but Lan Sheng still exerts pressure, seems to be careless, and it is really a synaesthesia for the capable, "You once looked at the appearance of Youhua, and said that if she married, she would go away with her husband, I want to come and go, you Tianxuanshan are all cultivators, and you don't want a fiancée if you have a fiancée, how can you choose her husband?" Che Feiwei, you lied to me. ”

Che Feiwei's expression was still icy and silent.

Yaokong smiled for the last time and nodded, "Your girl has a husband and wife relationship with him, and he refuses to say it, because he still refuses to believe it." ”

"Uncle Shi!" The kind little brother also has a look of annoyance.

Lan Sheng was not surprised, and suddenly became enlightened, "I have already felt it." As soon as they met, they raised their noses and eyes at her, and showed the spring breeze to others. I'm afraid that the appearance as bright as the sun may not be the whole appearance of Che Feiwei. ”

The corners of Che Feiwei's mouth bent, not smiling, Qingyuan was detached, and he was aloof, "I can't even look down on you, the princess of the Wind Clan, let alone the little girl who doesn't speak well." You are my warm man, I am just a warm man. The world is blind and has no eyes, how can it see that I am true and false? ”

Lan Sheng laughed again and again, not feeling despised at all, and clapped his hands and said, "We are blind, we have flowers but we are not blind, we hate you to the extreme in the morning, but don't you see that you are really and you are fake." What about husband and wife? It's not as good as a father-daughter relationship. If you miss it, it's not shallow, it's gone. You don't believe that she is destined, and she has no feelings for you, keep it up, and choose each other freely. Meddlesome! ”

Che Feiwei raised his eyebrows at Qingfeng, who was not good-looking, his eyes were bright, and he was now clear and colorful, and he instantly gave Lan Sheng a very handsome impression.

She blurted out and asked, "Are you disguised?" ”

Che Feiwei didn't answer the rhetorical question, "Don't you faint?" ”

After asking, he stretched out his beautiful index finger and touched it lightly on her eyebrows.

Lan Sheng lay down, his eyes were naturally closed, and half of his pink cheeks quietly rose and fell with his breathing, like peach petals, and he slept so sweetly.

Haruka shook her head amusedly, "When she wakes up and knows that you stunned her, she will settle accounts with you." ”

"Uncle Shi is really good-natured, but I'm not." Che Feiwei's voice was also cold, and there was no sense of gentleness, "I have been a good person for so long, but I don't have a few days left, so I won't do it." She was very careless, and she was very heartless with us. ”

"You have a human touch after all, and somehow, Uncle Shi has a sense of schadenfreude." Haruka got up and walked down the pavilion.

The corners of Che Feiwei's mouth twitched, "Uncle Shi doesn't have to gloat, you want to stay without permission, how do you know if your senior brother is willing or not?" However, when it comes to now-" Standing on the stone steps and looking back at the sleeping Lan Sheng, the afternoon sun was shining obliquely, and she was covered in gold, "If she doesn't know how to build a ladder, it will be in vain." ”

"She'll know." "Just like you, when you see her, you know who she is." And you're going to use the flowers as bait to bring her back. Success or failure is a fate. ”

"She said that the number of lives can be changed." Che Fei was slightly stunned, and immediately followed, but his expression was calm.

"She thought it had changed, but it was ......," Haruka didn't finish, walked through the garden, opened the door of his room, and walked in.

Che Feiwei also walked in, and when he turned around and closed the door, he saw that the woman's figure was far away and blurred, but it seemed like a reassuring light.

He couldn't understand her, although the master said that he had a deep relationship with her, and he sometimes felt this way, but he despised her for her lack of interest, and he didn't even think about leaving this filthy world, with the power that others can't match, but he is willing to be ordinary.

Master said that perhaps it was her innocence, ungreedily pure, that reopened the door that had been closed for hundreds of years, and brought the broken order back into balance.

Still, he felt pity for her. He has no relatives since he was a child, and when he saw her, his heart felt warm, strange and joyful.

As for having flowers, husband and wife, he doesn't believe it, but he believes in his heart more.

If the heart is not moved, where does it come from?

After looking at that girl for a few years, she is still ruthless and heartless, do you have to pass through that gate and repair it for another hundred years and thousands of years before you can meet your eyes? What a joke! Tianxuandao is as beautiful as a cloud, if he lets the thunder slash to marry a wife, it is impossible to look at the white flower with a light temper and no head.

The door is completely closed, and the scene in the garden seems to be still and becomes a painting.

"Lan Sheng—"

"Lan Sheng—"

Hearing someone call out to her, Lan Sheng woke up and found that there was no one around.

It was very cold in the pavilion, and she shivered, complaining about the lack of hospitality in the remote sky and Che Feiwei, and walked towards the garden gate. She remembered that the gate had been open, but it was closed.

The door was unlocked, and when the latch was opened, it was a sight she had never seen before. Obviously, winter is not over yet, and a hundred flowers are blooming in front of you; Obviously it should be a promenade of the water pavilion, a green lake at the end of a hundred flowers, and there are exquisite and beautiful houses distributed by the lake, without walls, but it can be seen that it is a large mansion and is located in an orderly manner. Behind these houses is a very large mountain, because the white clouds are halfway up the mountainside. You can vaguely see the silhouette of two mountains above the halfway point, and then there are dense clouds, which catch the sky.

She felt that her body was in the winter wind, but there was a summer breeze blowing on her face, and her hair was flowing back, looking so bright and hot.

She pinched herself.

It doesn't hurt.

Knowing that it was a dream, he let go of his courage and stepped out of the door.

There is no way out of the sea of flowers, she takes a step, and she obediently divides two points, and when she looks carefully at her feet, she doesn't touch the ground. She panicked, staggered a few steps, and actually stepped on the stairs and jumped out of the sea of flowers.

In her dreams, can her wind still soar through the clouds?

She laughed, crisp as a bell, brightening up the somewhat quiet lake and mountains.

Then, when the wind subsided, she slowly fell back into the sea of flowers, and this time a woman appeared in front of her. Dressed in an ancient skirt style that is not popular in the imperial capital, with long hair and a shawl, holding a book in his hand, his appearance is as beautiful as the moon, and his expression is slightly sad and graceful.

Lan Sheng had seen a statue of her.

The Great Witch of the East China Sea.

Lan Sheng took two steps forward, and the Great Witch of the East China Sea also took two steps forward. Lan Sheng walked fast, and the Great Witch of the East China Sea also walked fast. It seems that he is leading the way for Lan Sheng, but he can only keep such a distance that is not far away.

"You just called me?" This distance can be conversational, so Lan Sheng asked.

Although the Great Witch of the East China Sea did not answer, she turned around and smiled.

Strange dreams.

It's silent, and the picture is too strong. However, Lan Sheng inexplicably followed behind the Great Witch of the East China Sea, and in a blink of an eye, he walked out of the sea of flowers and came to those houses.

From a distance, it is exquisite, but up close, you can see that each house is tall, made of a person holding so thick ancient wood roots with both hands, rough but integrated, and the details show the personality of each owner. Those with delicate windowsill trellises look like women dwelling; There is a wall of grass where swords are placed, like a man dwelling; There are also small carts and wooden horses stacked with children, like a family residence. The overall structure is simple, and the high hanging roof enhances the spaciousness and comfort of the three-dimensional space, which is similar to the small building she designed to live in.

Although Lan Sheng watched it with relish, he knew very well in his heart that in terms of the construction and technology of these houses, they were older than the costume of the Great Witch of the East China Sea. If she had to guess, it would be-

Windland Lands. Under the ladder. (To be continued......)