The scent of flowers greeted you.

Chanchan shrunk her nose, full of richness.

When I opened my eyes, I saw green rhizomes and big red flowers.

One by one, they swayed slightly in the wind.

When I straightened up, I realized that I was in a sea of flowers.

Among the flowers, the sound of a baby sobbing can be heard.

"Boom."

Follow the sound and push aside the big red flowers, and see a pink doll crying and mourning, lying in a pool of blood, she eats her fingers and looks at Chanchan with a smile.

Gradually, the doll changed its appearance, and it became a pink-clothed girl running on Chang'an Street that year, and her refined appearance was highlighted in the crowd.

The man in white, who admired her, smiled like a flower, and half turned her head under the embrace of the flowers.

Suddenly, the big red flower turned into a raging flame, burning everything in front of them, and the two beautiful people also disappeared into the continuous fire.

Someone came slowly from the fire, heavy and slow, and there was music in his ears, crisp and smart.

"Beizi, open your eyes and take a closer look at everything that happened in front of you, I want you to always remember how many people's lives your life was bought for, and you have to take their share and live together. My brother can't protect you anymore, and in the days to come, you have to take care of yourself. ”

The sea of flowers disappeared in an instant, and in front of him was a dense deep forest, where a huge stone lay steadily, thousands of meters above the ground, and there were large and small caves on it, all of which were engulfed in flames.

Thick white smoke poured into the sky, she looked up, there were huge creatures flying in the sky, looming in the smoke, and a little bit of rain fell, falling on Chanchan's forehead, reaching out and touching, it was red blood.

The sound of crisp music came from the cavern, the dull sound of chains dragging the ground, and a dragon head broke through the smoke with a heart-rending roar that shook the ground beneath his feet.

It struggled to break free, but the chains grew tighter and tighter.

Countless people surged behind it, and they climbed up its strong back, plucking the hard scales alive, and the red blood smeared on the ground like ink.

Its golden eyes gradually faded and lost their color as it struggled again and again.

Finally, it hung its head and collapsed in a pool of blood, motionless.

The people on its back plunged their sharp weapons into its body contentedly, sharing the joy of victory with relief.

There was a deafening sound of trumpets in the distance.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

The darkness of the sky fell, covering up the fighting and death between the caves.

Only the man in the firelight was left in front of him, staring affectionately.

"Beizi, brother is sorry for you."

The familiar voice evoked the memories buried deep in her heart, Chanchan unconsciously cried, and reached out to touch him in the fire: "Baxia ......"

"Chanchan, Chanchan, wake up."

I woke up from a dream.

She opened her heavy eyelids, the faint light of the fire illuminated her vision, and the monstrous fire in the dream appeared in her mind again, who was the man in the firelight? How do you call him Baxia......

"It's great that you're awake." Someone spoke again, Chanchan's gaze slid over, it was Mulan.

Mulan was worried that Chanchan would suffer some grievances in the firewood room, so she secretly ran to visit, with two hot fried foods in her arms, wrapped in oiled paper.

took out the raw fry and put it in Chanchan's hand.

"Are you okay?" Mulan remembered her mother's departure the day before yesterday, and Chanchan's pale face was holding an axe to smash the slate.

The light slipped into the cold firewood room, and the white dust in the air was arranged in an irregular pattern, Chanchan could clearly see every delicate pore on Mulan's face, and the green silk she slightly drooped down was much thicker than before in the current view.

Beyond Mulan and looking at the world behind the wooden window of the firewood room, his eyes actually extended to the ancestral hall of the Jiang family, a distance of no less than 100 meters.

Her vision, after waking up, can see the world more clearly and broadly.

She could still hear the chatter of the third master Jiang with tears in his eyes in the ancestral hall.

Even the faint floral fragrance on Mulan's usual body became rich and pungent at this moment.

With a slight effort, she could feel that the spiritual power in the dantian was surging up, responding eagerly to her, and her whole body had never been so relaxed and powerful.

Mulan looked at the stunned Chanchan, thinking that she hadn't come back to her senses yet, so she opened the oil paper and offered the raw frying.

"Master Jiang San recognized me and wanted to write me into the Jiang family tree. In the past two days, the Jiang family has made complete preparations for the funeral, and there are many corpse spots on my mother's body, which looks extremely terrifying. ”

"I told my grandfather that I wanted to release you, but he decided that you took your mother's life and would not let you go easily. Therefore, I secretly brought you some food, and I will bring you roast chicken tomorrow. ”

Mulan said goodbye and was leaving.

"Mulan." Chanchan stopped her with a loud voice.

A pair of clear eyes looked at Mulan, like a clear lake in the sun, shining with clear light.

"Do you want to save Granny Jiang?"

Absolutely. How could you not want to? That's my biological mother, whom I have only known for a short time......

"Of course! But mother, she's dead......"

Yes, my mother is dead, and in front of me, I was killed by a black shadow on my face, and I have been out of breath for two days, how can I live.

Coming back from the dead is a miracle that has never been seen before.

"She is not dead, but her soul has been taken away by the black shadow of the human face, as long as her soul is recalled within seven days and sent to the body, she will naturally wake up."

"But ......" Mulan hesitated for a moment, and then said: "You also said the same before, grandmother was not rescued, but took my mother's life, how do you make me believe you." ”

"The method of conjuring spirits is right, the mistake is that we all think that it is the ancestor of the Jiang family who is under the ancestral hall, not the black shadow of the human face, and his own spiritual power has also been sucked away. Now, my spiritual power has recovered, and for some reason, when I wake up, I feel that my whole body is full of strength. ”

"I'm going to the ancestral hall to see what's under the cracks in the stone. Only after understanding what this dark shadow is can I find a way to deal with him. Chanchan paused, and said, "And all of this needs your help." ”

"Me?" Mulan pointed to herself, a little puzzled, a little ignorant.