The dust is like a dream 2 "Momo, the daily needs in the mountains are running out. You can go down the mountain tomorrow and buy a little. He walked in, stood in the doorway, looked at me, and said lightly. I looked up and stared at him, hoping to find the difference in this moment.

Only then will he be like a real person, at least, he will worry about firewood, rice, oil and salt.

I love seeing him now.

I let out a soft "um" and lowered my head, but the corner of my eye swept to the book on the table.

The book is a bit old, probably too long to turn over, and the old cover is like cracked bark, with brown and slightly curly colors. Four words can be vaguely seen on it:

"Miscellaneous Pharmacy" was borrowed from the owner of the rice shop last time.

He probably noticed the panic in my eyes, walked over, picked up the book on the table, deftly rolled it up with the five fingers of his left hand, and let go of it with his right hand, and the book was immediately turned over. After reading it, he smiled faintly, "The power of the medicine stone is a small path after all." Mo Mo, the side branch path is an obstacle for you to enter the martial arts grandmaster, so try to see it as little as possible in the future. ”

I only felt my heart tremble a little, but I lowered my head and gently replied, "Yes." "Perhaps, in his eyes, the reason why I panicked was because of my relationship with the Martial Arts Grandmaster.

Actually, I know, that's not the case.

※※※ I slowly untied the rice bag, but my eyes were blank as I looked at the cityscape of Kyoto. It's autumn again, and most of the locust leaves on the streets have fallen. The autumn wind swept through, and the ground was full of residual leaves.

The owner of the rice shop pretended to be choosing rice for me, and said softly: "How did the young lady prepare for the last time the head of the family explained?" ”

"The body of the grandmaster, invulnerable, difficult to invade by all evils, and the six senses are keen, I'm afraid this matter is a bit difficult to do." I replied a little lazily.

The owner of the rice shop smiled slightly, opened his right palm, and there was a small bottle lying in his palm, and said: "The master of the house naturally knows that he has prepared this thing for the young lady." ”

He always spoke so politely, but I felt the urge to slap him in the face. But I knew I couldn't do that because he represented my father.

I rubbed my forehead, took the vial and said, "Wait a few more months, I should be able to give you an answer by next month." He looked at me and smiled a little apprehensively: "Then I'll wait for the good news of the young lady." ”

Good news? For me, it's like a thunderbolt. I glanced at him and just said coldly, "Wait." ”

He answered softly, but I didn't see that I was pinching the vial, my nails digging deep into my palm.

A blush.

※※※ "Momo, this medicinal wine is fragrant but not strong, tranquil and natural. Compared with the 'Nanning Green Bag' you soaked for me before, it has a different flavor. Your craft has improved again. He put down his white porcelain glass, looked at me, and smiled slightly.

I was a little uneasy, but I just looked down at the plate of sandalwood next to me, and the smoke stood straight up like a wire. I calmed down and just said, "Master, this is the 'Seven Immortal Brew' I prepared according to the ancient recipe, the medicinal properties of the seven medicinal materials are very light, and when mixed with sandalwood, it is a wonderful product." ”

There is a saying that I have never said, there is no problem with the wine, but there is a problem with sandalwood.

Sandalwood added the powder in that vial, which was not a big problem.

But when neutralizing with the 'Seven Immortals', it is a very strict problem.

How strict is zhòng?

It should be much more powerful than the "three-day drunk" in "Miscellaneous Discussions on Pharmacy". At least, that's what the rice shop owner told me.

"Oh, really?" His voice was a little floating in reply. When I looked up, I saw him shaking his head vigorously, and laughing at himself, "It seems that he is old and can't drink anymore." ”

As he spoke, he slowly leaned to his right.

My heart ached, and I stretched out my trembling hands to support him. Then slowly put him on the **, lowered his head, and pressed it against his chest.

My chest was strong, and my body seemed to be trembling with my heartbeat.

"Master, you know, I just hope this moment is forever." I muttered.

"Momo, what are you doing, doing this, it will only ruin your Great Dao Heart, and your dream will never come true." His voice is always so calm and unhurried, which makes people feel annoying, but also amiable.

"Heart of the Avenue? Dream? ”

Is that all he has in his eyes? Perhaps, in his eyes, the most important thing is talent, after all, at the age of sixteen, he stepped into the ninth stage, which can only be said to be strange, even appalling.

But I know that it is the work of two "I", real and illusory.

I looked up from his arms, looked at him and muttered, "Master, everything is a dream bubble, and it's all false. I don't care about it now, I just want to realize one of my dreams as soon as possible. ”

He looked at me as if he knew me for the first time, and he didn't know if he understood what I meant, and he just said, "Momo, you have grown up." ”

I stood up, calmed down, looked at him, and smiled, "Yes, master, Momo has grown up." ”

I suddenly had a feeling of post-prank pleasure.

For I have distorted the meaning of his words to the fullest.

※※※ That night, the phoenix was singing, and the dream came true and shattered again......

※※※ "What?" Failed the assassination? The father stood in the secret room of the Xiaomi store, and there was a shock in his tone that could not be concealed.

I lowered my head and looked at my toes a little boredly: "Father, the master is very vigilant, even for his daughter, he has not been fully assured. "I don't know why, but when I say this, I feel a little pain in my heart.

Actually, I betrayed his trust.

The father took a few steps back and forth in the house, and then sighed lightly: "Time, life, it seems that the Eastern Han Dynasty really should not be killed, and the plan of the imperial brother is going to be postponed again." But that's fine, you can stay by his side with peace of mind, and arrive at the Grandmaster as soon as possible, and then we won't have to do this little trick anymore. ”

I just wanted to laugh when I heard my father say that. Do you want me to go back? I guess Cangsong Pavilion has already put me on the blacklist of must-kill, right? But I still said softly, "Hmm", let's die, in fact, I'm a little tired of this life.

※※※ Kuramatsu-tei is as quiet as ever, even a little abnormal.

In the master's practice room, I saw him again, he looked at me, but his eyes flashed with the same care as before, and said softly: "Momo, forget it, forget that qiē, it was just a dream." ”

Was that a dream? Father's dream, my dream, master, what is your dream?

I wish it was a dream.

But the truth told me that it was not a dream.

Two months later, I asked the master to resign, and he sat cross-legged on the **, seemed to be much haggard, looked at me and said, "It's okay, you can go to the south to relax." Remember to come back early. ”

"Go to the south for a walk......," I murmured, but my heart trembled, for I clearly remembered that what I had just told him was a trip back to my hometown.

My name is Li Mopa, and my hometown is probably in Kyoto.

He'd found out, actually, he should have found out a long time ago, perhaps, it was just my recent anomaly that made him suspicious. It's just, master, can you find out my life experience, know the past, but can you know the future?

※※※ After 10 months. Heat inside.

I held a baby girl in my arms and stood upright in the private courtyard that my father had opened for me. The sunlight poured in through the gaps in the leaves, casting a blur on the ground.

A sturdy young man looked at me in the shade of a tree and said, "You're like this, and you're going to the north?" ”

He is the leader of the younger generation of Nanban, and even the heir of the Zapong family. Usually he is very calm, but now I can see on his face only anxiety.

"Yes."

I replied quietly, and handed the child to him.

He took the child, but his mouth was almost pleading: "Why are you so troubled? Actually, I want you to stay, and let's take care of this child together, okay? ”

"For a dream."

I interrupted him with a smile, life is like living in a dream, waking up and falling asleep, falling asleep and waking up again.

I just feel a headache, maybe, the other self is coming out again, lately she is not only in my dreams, but also often comes to disturb my life. It's okay, just let her come.

Because, I'm really tired.

※※※ I'm dizzy.,Substitute yourself into the role of the female Kiri to write a novel.,It seems really painful.,It's expected to write a biography of 10,000 words.,It's over with only 4,000 words.。 It seems that this kind of thing will be done less in the future, but fortunately, the meaning to be expressed is finished.

Sweat yourself first.