Chapter 57

Song Nian has never lived idlely.

He originally thought that he could lie down on this bed and rest for a few days, but he never thought that after just lying down for two days, he felt that his whole body was in terrible pain, and it was obvious that he had already taken off his symptoms by now.

But he was dreaming.

Immortals don't fall asleep for no reason. Just because the dreams of the immortals have a foreshadowing effect, if he has a dream in his arms, it must indicate that something has come.

But Song Nian is not an immortal god now.

He is just a mere ghost in Song Nian, and he is not among the immortals.

But ghosts don't have dreams.

The only thing in this world is that there is nothing in the world, and all the ordinary people in the world will have dreams to come to the hometown, if they are children, this dream is even more commonplace.

But he is the only one who has never had a dream.

Most of the ghosts and gods can see the bottom of what they will do in the future. Most of the immortals are indifferent in desire and do not expect fame and fortune. There are no special expectations, and naturally there are no such colorful fantasy realms.

As for those ghosts, they are naturally already ghosts and ghosts, and even if this life is long, they will eventually spend thousands of years in this bleak underworld.

Among them, as long as it is possible not to stay in this underworld, most of them will go to that human world, even if there are love and hatred in life, they can't ask for it, and they are still willing to enter the six realms of reincarnation.

It's just that in these long and waveless years, they don't even have the opportunity to choose joy, anger and sorrow.

Now, Song Nian has the gift of this dream.

It's a pity that it's not all those dreams, such as last night's dream, which was just a stumbling life in his Song year.

He has been to the world in Song Nian.

I went many years before that silly boy.

Go find a lyre.

"The Age" contains: co-authored by Wutong Sangzi in the East China Sea, the dragon tendon is the string, and the sound of the play is Zhengran, and its name is the south wind.

This piano can recognize the sound of the world and guide the direction of the wind. If it is allowed to be used by those who have a heart, it can be bad for the music theory of the world, and the people who worship the immortals and gods have to do the things of ritual music most of the time, so naturally they cannot reach the heavens and pollute the ears of the immortals.

On that day, he was the famous name of the heavenly realm, and he was the master of the world without anything. Since I heard about this at my age, I have nothing to do, so I naturally do something to do with my hands.

"Nanfeng, is he the one who found the master?"

He searched for his consciousness a little that day, and found the place where the south wind was. Naturally, he was revered as one of the two saints at that time, but there was only one mortal who accompanied him all day long.

"Yes."

"After the south wind calamity, she was collected in "The Age of Tsuki".

He was not what he is now, he was a book from heaven, and he knew everything and everything. On weekdays, if there is no need, most of him is an ancient book, and if he receives any kind of objects along the way, he will take him out and use it as a package. His space, like the endless knowledge of the Three Realms, is used to store things, and it is a rare and convenient thing in it.

"Yes."

And below the place where the ancestor and the immortal envoy mortal wen stood, it was the place where this famous thing went through.

Under the eaves of that side, a kid buried his head in hard reading. Suddenly heard the sound of people, and then thought about it again, Fang realized that Xu was he heard it wrong, there is a lake outside the window, and now there is no boat in the lake, how to stand up to people?

What's more, who will be here?

His family is in a state of hunger and cold, his family is surrounded by walls, and he is in those poor and remote places, far away from the city, and the ancients have a cloud: the family is poor and has no distant relatives.

He has always been thoughtful about this matter, and has repeatedly endured the difficult words of people here.

Before he studied hard, he always thought that one day he would get ahead, and there would be no more rice and no more cooking.

Live up to the hardships of today's hard work and the atmosphere of poverty.

Song Nian knew about this incident in such detail back then, but he had nothing to do, and put this matter on the palace of the thirty days, and used the dust mirror to look at the earthly world carefully.

The person who was being watched didn't feel anything out of the ordinary, and he still buried his head in that place, writing hard.

Naturally, the contemplative people in this thatched house did not realize that a ghostly light in the piano floated into the house, and then quietly turned into a human form and floated behind him.

She woke up, and after sleeping for tens of thousands of years, she finally woke up. Although she no longer has that supreme status and power, fortunately, she still has a body, but this body is now scattered, and I am afraid that she will not be able to stand a blow from others.

Ancient objects, pay attention to the word "awake".

And it was the kid in the house who woke up the south wind.

is not very old, and the violent spirit on his body is strong, Wen Quxing still takes care of him or two, although he has no great talent, it is enough to fool the world.

If it is really as he wishes, I am afraid that there will be another good show in the world.

Of course, she is watching a good show.

If it was 10,000 years ago, as a water god, she would still think of this body and turn into this body, and now, what does this thing and this person have to do with her?

The reason why she didn't leave was that this person had kindness to him, and she was bound by it and couldn't stay away.

She didn't want to cross others and herself, thinking about it, she would wait for him to finish this life.

When the captor dies, he is naturally freed.

He was studying, and there was really nothing to do, so she returned to the lake and absorbed the aura of heaven and earth.

Although it is impossible to shape the spirit again, it will make her feel better.

But at the moment, she couldn't turn a blind eye, just because of the struggling figure in the lake.

I have always been a person who studies behind closed doors, and today I rarely swim in the lake, but I slipped into the lake. It is a struggle, naturally there is no water, this place is remote, and no outsiders visit.

Thousands of years ago, that knife had already broken her compassion.

Naturally, not saved.

Zuo was only for a moment, and she could wait.

If he dies, she Nanfeng will stay in this lake for more time, so that she can gather some cultivation.

"Nanfeng, if you don't save it again, your cultivation will be halved, I'm afraid it will really disappear by then."

Through the dust viewing mirror, you can naturally see those changes clearly all the time. Seeing that the form was slightly out of control, he sent this immortal envoy to supervise the south wind, which was out of line.

"Don't serve the ancestors, come here to show off your might?"

Now she can't even be a human being, what precepts and criminal rules do she care?

"After all these years, you don't want to ask the reason yourself?"

Her divine body is gone, and her spiritual power spells are also gone, if there is no vicious person at the beginning, why would she be like this? Thousands of years of immortality and immortality, only relying on the obsession that wants to crush his bones and ashes.

She doesn't ask, and she doesn't need to ask.

It is only necessary to destroy its consciousness and shatter its divine body.

"In more than half a month, he will take over the position of the Water God Pavilion."

Half a moon in the sky, it has only been more than ten years in the world, how can you wait?

Ascending the Water God Pavilion is no longer possible.

Thirty-three days, the Buddha's light and golden light are blessed, non-immortals and non-saints, three souls and seven spirits, and the heavens and the earth are eliminated.

She is in this life, and she is immortal, and she is impossible.

"Thank you."

Pinching his fingers, he found that there was not much spiritual power left, and he couldn't, so he had to swim to the place where he fell into the water. He carried the struggling man to the shore.

The grace of saving lives can also be compensated.

Kwong Lu always knew that someone was following him.

Even if he is not behind him, he is not far away.

For example, the lake outside the window.

He had always been afraid that it was a ghost, but he was also curious about what it was. Wading alone in the water, who knew that he almost took his life.

As he struggled, he wondered what was the use of those ambitions if he died here.

What's the use......

He knew that someone was there, and he never blamed him for not saving him.

After all, if it is a demon, he is more merciful if he has not harmed him, how can he ever hear that a demon saves people?

Only in the end, the demon saved him.

The demon is a very beautiful woman, the distant mountains are Dai, the stars and the moon are the eyes, the mountain wind is a cloth belt, like snow and the sea.

"Who are you?"

The immortals were unheard.

"Is that the one who is following me these days?"

"Are you an immortal?"

……

Without saying a word, she turned and returned to the lake.

It's gone.

But Kuang's mother felt that her dog had changed a lot.

He still likes to read, but he is not a subset of those classics and histories, and he has slowly become interested in some poems and songs.

She actually doesn't understand the difference between the two, such an evaluation is just hearsay, originally they were all single dogs, but now there are a lot of friends.

Multiple friends, always multiple paths.

Their house was in the middle of the road, and no one was close to them, and now someone is coming. Naturally, they were very happy.

It would be better if the dog could make a name for himself.

After more than ten years, it is fleeting.

It is still a lakeside thatched house, and the person sitting in it has become a chic and handsome knight. The bones are strong, the posture is straight, and the face is sparse, I have to say that the birth is good.

"Brother Kuang, why did you change your name?"

was originally named Kuang Ruilu, but now he is called Kuang Haixue.

That thatched cottage also had the same nickname: "Haixue Hall".

"Brother Wang doesn't know, Brother Kuang is now a sword, happy in the rivers and lakes, free and uninhibited, quite Wei and Jin style, the children of the rivers and lakes are long, and they are naturally romantic."

"Hahaha."

Everyone thought it was funny, so they laughed with the ridiculers.

Like snow and the sea.

Thinking of that posture, he even grinned with everyone.

After more than ten years, are you okay now?

She's not good.

Kwong Ruilu will not know.

That's a dead eye.

Just because of those long-term grievances, they always remember it, and when they encounter it, most of them go to the dark.

She found her ancestors.

And then he broke into the top of the thirty-three days.

But the heavenly realm is not like the earth, nor is it in the underworld. Every bit of spiritual power that had been added to her body vanished with every step she took.

That's it, the cycle of cause and effect can't be escaped.

No matter how much she holds that unwilling heart, she is so unable to hold it and go along with her heart.

That day's ascending ceremony, naturally, it was over.

She's probably gone up in smoke.

When she entered the heavenly realm, her spiritual power was so weak, she couldn't enter the heavenly measuring platform, and she was afraid that she would be scattered cleanly, I don't know if Nanfeng wanted to take revenge had her figure in the eyes?

It doesn't hurt if there is, it's just a thing of the past.

She is the only one who is persistently searching, and she is not familiar with the believers who abandoned her that day, and she has already consumed her soul in reincarnation.

The only thing I can't forget is that she is a lonely ghost who has been wronged and can't talk about it.

In this world, this reincarnation, in the final analysis, is not enough for people and characters to take care of, if it is left out, there is naturally nowhere to vent.

This is a common thing.

It's not that rare.

When Song Nian woke up, he could still see the appearance of the south wind in front of him.

Vividly.

I don't know what these dreams of him mean......