The girl in white exhaled one last breath and closed her eyes.

She lost consciousness in the Source of All Things.

Until this moment, she insisted that it was completely wrong to obey the teenager.

At this time, she saw strange landscapes.

Surrounded by mountains, deep valleys, rippling streams, and surrounded by flat fields and villages. Hundreds of bends through hermit's houses and ethereal monasteries, willows hanging from the walls, and water flowing around the hills, she came to a manor house with a leisurely pace.

Under the cloudless clear sky, the white moon rings and the setting sun reflect each other, the green mountains in front, the smoky villages in the back, and the hedge-walled yards smell chickens and dogs. The door made of horizontal wood is a few feet tolerant of carriages and horses, and the door carved in stone is two characters "Mae Yin". Inside the garden gate, pine tree paths, sycamore paths, flower sheds, and bamboo docks.

In front of her was the idyllic countryside of her dreams, but she wanted to look away.

It's winter's sake.

The evening sun under the cold wind appeared clearer, about the illusion of a peach source or an orchid pavilion, which should have been used as a sad place to hang, but Wenzhu did something beautiful.

The feelings that no one poured out collapsed like a snow-capped mountain, and after intermittent breathing, Wenzhu shed a few crystal tears, and the holy and innocent sobs were like the mercy of the gods.

This is the dream of my fathers and grandparents who no longer exist.

Even though she heard the familiar footsteps behind her, her body drifted farther and farther away.

"Daddy......" She touched the petals that fell to her fingertips, and the breeze pulled her fallen shoulders and hair, and after a silence, I don't know who looked at the white dress in the sky with all his attention.

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The Wheel of Time and Space has turned two squares forward, and now it's the ninth cycle.

Wen Cheng was sitting up from his bed when he was awakened by the birdsong, he suspected that his feet were entangled in something, so he looked at the floor, and after making sure that there was nothing on his pajama pants, he reached out to his neck and rubbed it, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, even the alveoli were being ruthlessly washed away, and the tinnitus was another source of panic, as if there was a very high-pitched cry in his ears.

It was not only the neck and lungs that were torn and choked, but it seemed that every part of the body was tightly strangled, to be precise, the whole body was squeezed and torn at the same time, even the spine inside the body was crushed, and the feet were more like they were filled with lead.

Painkillers can't solve such a sense of touch, even if you go to the pharmacy in the shortest half an hour, panic accompanies it, it seems that the whole person will be pumped to the center of the earth at any time, and he looked at the floor again.

The choked pain in his brain made it more and more difficult for his fragments to activate, and the only way to awaken more memories was to stop the pain first.

I vaguely remember that the target was the old TV tower, and that I decided to summon a Heroic Spirit before going to bed.

Hey? Why do you say a Heroic Spirit? Are Heroic Spirits such a cute thing?

The sense of smell is still sensitive, and there is a cold fragrance like snow lotus on the floor, which makes him feel incredible, he bends down and touches the floor, but a trace of long hair sticks to it, his mother's long hair is much fluffier, Liu Zhen's long hair is dark red and locks of hair, Su Meng's hair is not so long, who is this slightly tough fine hair?

He got up and walked, but was "dang!" Frightened, it was a stack of silver-white armor, neatly stacked next to Wen Cheng's feet, he knocked on the petite armor, and then stepped to the table, the books had been neatly tied, and several Ming Dynasty history books were open.

What kind of messy memories are these, can't you read history books by yourself before going to bed? No, since it's in the space-time loop, there is no doubt that the restart has been triggered again, clue clue, clue only inexplicable ancient armor and a trace of long hair, could it be that a heroic spirit girl was summoned in a dream? But what about her?

With such a question, Wen Cheng rubbed his eyes and went to the bathroom, brushing his teeth with tired eyes as always, the tinnitus was very bad, he retched after brushing twice, Wen Cheng looked at the floor again, took the mouthwash cup and poured a few mouthfuls of water and almost choked out. It was only after it was quiet that he heard the sound of rushing water coming from the shower.

Wen Cheng was shocked and avoided his gaze, the silhouette was a woman with long hair on her shoulders, there was only one possibility......

"Mom?" He asked.

"Mom?" A crisp girl's voice came from the shower.

What's the situation? Wen Cheng suddenly realized when he saw a silver-hairpin by the washbasin, and he took a deep breath and looked at the hazy beauty behind the glass door.

With a bang, the glass door was opened, and a sharp sword stabbed out of the soaring white mist, reaching Wen Cheng's Adam's apple.

Wen Cheng swallowed his saliva motionlessly, and the white mist gradually dissipated, revealing the jade body of a delicate woman. She didn't blush or scream shyly as she expected, but stabbed straight over with resentful eyes, allowing her thin naked body to be looked at by Wen Cheng.

The two faced each other like this, and suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Wen Cheng, are you in there?" It's the mother's voice.

"Yes, yes." Wen Cheng looked at the sword blade against his throat and made a trembling sound.

"You just called me?" There was a click, and the doorknob was unscrewed.

"No, no!" Wen Cheng quickly added, "I'm taking a bath!"

"Oh." The doorknob swung back, and the woman's footsteps faded away.

Call. Wen Cheng patted his heart, his mother was finally confused, and he tentatively said to the girl, "Wen Zhu?"

"Ahh The girl screamed, put away her sword, covered her face and shook her head, and suddenly covered her chest, covering her left and right, and threw the glass door shut with a bang, at this time the water vapor dissipated, and the glass door was still unobstructed, and the girl immediately squatted down and shrank to a corner, blushing like a small apple.

Wen Cheng shook his head helplessly, stuffed his bath towel into it, and turned around after seeing the girl wrapped up indiscriminately, and was about to open the door, only to hear a clatter behind him, his back waist was pressed against a hard object, and the fire rope made a clanging sound.

"Say," the girl said in a cold voice behind her, "why did you summon the slave?"

"Slave?" Wen Cheng raised his hand and asked.

The girl did not respond.

It seems that he summoned the Heroic Spirit, but when was it summoned? I only remember her name and a few bits and pieces.

"Actually, I don't know," Wen Cheng turned around with a smile, "However, you are now my attendant, how can any attendant be so unreasonable to his master?"

"Ah! I'm sorry!" Wen Zhu put away the fire gun, bent back and took two steps back.

Wen Cheng looked at her and thought, first of all, to avoid her mother......

"What about that," the girl said, lowering her voice, "is there any salt?"

"Salt?"

Wen Zhu pointed to his mouth.

"You can use this," Wen Cheng walked in, took out a disposable toothbrush from the drawer, and squeezed toothpaste for her.

Wen Zhu took the toothbrush and looked at it for a long time, and was about to bite it down, but was grabbed by Wen Cheng.

"It's not for eating, watch my movements." Wen Cheng took her to brush her teeth again.

The strangeness dissipated faster than expected, and it seems that something must have been experienced together, but the fragments are intertwined and it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false, and the only way to do this is to reorganize the fragments.

After brushing her teeth, the girl lowered her head and played with her fingers at a loss, and Wen Cheng opened the bathroom door a crack to observe the movement in the living room.

"Master, what are you doing?" The girl patted him on the shoulder.

"Mom, I'm scared to death!" Wen Cheng shouted.

"Wen Cheng, you called me?" Mother's voice came from outside the door.

"Ah! Isn't it ......?"

The sound of his mother's footsteps was gradual, and Wen Cheng hurriedly closed the door.

"What's wrong with you?" Mother asked outside the door.

"It's okay, it's okay."

"Are you alright? So I'm making breakfast, what do I want to eat?"

"Mom, I'm not hungry, don't make breakfast, go back to your room and sleep for a while."

"It's eight o'clock, what are you sleeping, aren't you hungry?"

"Uh...... yes, I'm not hungry."

"Then I'll clean up your room."

"Don't, don't!"

"What's wrong? Wen Cheng, you won't hide anything unsightly, right?"

"No, no!"

"Oh, that'll do." Mother's footsteps are gone.

"Oh yes! Mom!"

"What's wrong again?" Mother asked through the door.

"Why don't you buy me buns?"

"Aren't you hungry?"

"I'm hungry! I'm hungry all of a sudden, oh I'm so hungry!"

"Okay, I'm really convinced, I'll buy it," the mother asked, putting on her shoes, "How many do you want to buy?"

"Whatever, just two......

His arm was suddenly pinched, and Wen Cheng said, "Ah!" screamed.

"What's wrong again?" Mother asked.

Wen Cheng looked back, and the girl pointed to her stomach and showed grievances.

Wen Cheng said, "Mom, I don't know why I want to eat a lot of steamed buns, you can help me bring a few more."

"How many do you bring?"

Wen Zhu held up two fingers.

Eat two by yourself, Wenzhu eats two, it should mean this.

"Four."

Wenzhu shook his head desperately.

"Oh no, six."

Wen Zhu continued to shake his head.

"Twenty?"

Wen Zhu nodded vigorously.

"Twenty?! What are you eating so much for?" A voice of surprise came from outside the door.

"Uh...... Today I'm going to Su Meng's house for tutoring, just to bring it to her and Liu Zhen."

"The two girls can't eat that much."

"I can eat, I can eat, oh no, I actually made an appointment with two classmates."

"Good, twenty ......," the mother's voice faded away, followed by a thud.

Relieved, Wen Cheng hurriedly pulled the girl to the room, locked the door, and just covered her heart to calm her breathing, the girl suddenly sat on her knees in the corner floor with a lost face.

It stands to reason that such a reckless girl should look around, and it always feels bad to watch her suddenly cool down, but it's better than getting into trouble everywhere.

"Master," the girl asked, looking at the floor, "may I tell the slave where this is?"