Chapter 141: Several Soul Dreams Return to Hometown

The decoction was almost cold, and Mu Dianke took the medicine bowl and drank it in one gulp. A bitter and astringent smell of medicine entered her heart, choking her tears and almost flowing out.

It's bitter! She thought to herself.

I have drunk many medicines in my life, and it seems that none of them are as bitter as today.

This is the prescription sent by Chang Qianfo, the medicine boiled.

Mu Dian is not stupid, when she saw the black python and the gray eagle, she understood that someone in the north wanted to kill her.

As for the fact that she brought Mei Longxue to the Quartet, nominally to attract the orchid pretty, in fact, I am afraid that Xu Younan set up a bureau to invite you into the urn in order to catch Tuoba Changrou and find out about Jin Yanchen's poisoning.

Why did Xu Younan hide it from her, she didn't want to ask. Why did Tuoba Changrou kill her, she didn't bother to care.

There are so many people who want to kill her, there is always a reason for this. She was so tired that she didn't have as much energy to figure it out one by one.

After taking the medicine, I came up sleepy, and I hugged the quilt and fell asleep.

She saw herself in her dream, alone, with a sword on her back, walking down a long corridor.

The corridor was empty and windy, and apart from the whirring of the wind in my ears, I could only hear my own footsteps and breathing, echoing for a long time.

There seemed to be a gravitational pull at the end of the corridor, attracting her to keep moving forward, and with every step she took, she could feel her body shrinking.

It's as if time has gone back in time, back to the year I was eight years old.

At the age of eight, she was small, with two braids and clear-eyed, elf-like eyes.

Luoyang is in July and August, when the summer is in full bloom.

She had a nightmare during a nap, and she dreamed of her grandfather, grandmother, and her sixth cousin. She woke up crying, but the maid in the courtyard didn't know where to run. She was so sad that she got up and got dressed, and went to Canglan Courtyard to find Jin Lianyin.

The scenery of Canglan Courtyard is the same as in those years, with clumps of bamboo fences swaying in the wind, and there are long vines on the roadside, dotted with broken silver honeysuckle. Only today, the fragrance of flowers wafted in the air, but there was a strong smell of blood.

She saw Jin Lianyin carrying a knife and walking out of the Canglan Courtyard in despair. The blood dripping from the tip of the knife dragged a long line of blood on the ground.

Immediately followed by Mu Cangping also rushed out.

She had never seen him so embarrassed, his face and body were covered in blood. The hair was also scattered, and it was disheveled, and his face, which was always in high spirits, smelled of despair and pleading.

Mu Cangping grabbed Jin Lianyin from behind and wanted to reach out to hug her.

Jin Lianyin turned around suddenly, slapped a palm on the knife wound on Mu Cangping's chest, and when he dodged in a hurry, he grabbed the handle of the knife and stabbed through his chest.

Mu Cangping rushed over like crazy, grabbed the blade tightly, the long knife cut through his palm, inch by inch, and finally pierced out from behind Jin Lianyin.

Jin Lianyin looked at Mu Cangping steadily, her eyes were crying blood, her voice was terrible, and every word seemed like a curse: "Mu Cangping, I, Jin Lianyin, broke off with you today." Yellow Spring in the sky, never see each other! ”

She forgot to cry. straight

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It wasn't until she saw Jin Lianyin's body fall that she got up from the ground, ran forward desperately, fell, got up again, and fell again...... She threw herself on the ground and cried.

A hand reached from behind and covered her mouth.

When I woke up, it was already dark.

Mu Zijin sat at the head of the bed, the dim candle flame reflected his thin face, forbearance and pain.

She jumped off the bed barefoot and was dragged by Mu Zijin. She struggled desperately, beating him and beating him, she said, "I'm going to find my father, I'm going to find my mother, why don't you let me go to her?" ”

Mu Zijin cried.

From the first day she met this stubborn boy, she had never seen him cry.

Mu Zijin pressed her shoulder, almost gritting his teeth and said to her: "Little Si'er, you have to remember that you had a nightmare today, so you left Julin Yuan and came to the second brother. You've been with your second brother, you haven't been to Canglan Courtyard, you haven't seen anything. ”

She looked at Mu Zijin in a daze, and tears flowed out: "Second brother, it's my father, right?" Grandfather, sixth cousin...... It's all dads, right? ”

She was groggy from the fire, Li Mulian brought her a bowl of soup and medicine to drink, and her smile was as kind as usual: "Si'er is good, take the medicine, and the illness will be cured." ”

She was woken up by the screams outside the door, and when she woke up, she found that the smell of tung oil was all over the house, and she was so sore that she couldn't move.

She lay on her bed and watched the fire burn from the hallway to the room, from the floor to the bed. A large beam of the house was broken by the fire and smashed down with flames.

The mute Aku emerged from the tunnel and blocked the beams that smashed overhead.

She saw blood spurting out of Ah Ku's mouth and spraying her face, and the taste was fishy. The flames scorched the flesh of Ah Ku's back, and the smell was stinky.

The fishy smell, along with the smell of tung oil all over the room, echoed at the tip of her nose for a long time. For so many years, it has been permeating her sleep.

Ah Ku wrapped her in the wet quilt and carried her into the tunnel.

She poked her head out of the tunnel and saw Mu Zhongcheng standing at the entrance of the tunnel with a sword in his hand.

Mu Zhongcheng looked at her, and she also looked at Mu Zhongcheng, her eyes were confused and full of tears.

Mu Zhongcheng turned around and walked away.

I don't know if it's because he's hurt too badly, or because he's been pretending to be dumb for too long, Ah Fu speaks intermittently. She put her ear to his lips, struggling to hear what he was saying.

Ah Ku said, "The alliance leader said...... Solemn...... Cangping ...... Too deep...... Don't worry...... But eight...... Miss Eight likes...... See...... Looking at ...... Protect Miss Eight...... Four...... Si'er wants to live...... Go...... Go to the desert and find Xu Younan. ”

Ah Ku said that he wanted to eat steamed buns. She ran barefoot down the street to find the steamed bun shop called Zhen Rong. I'm afraid that if I go back late, Ah Fu won't be able to eat hot buns.

She returned to the firewood room with the steaming buns, but Ah Ku was gone.

She returned to Mu's house in the crowd watching the excitement and found that the tunnel she escaped from was gone.

She knew that Ah Ku would never come back! -Gnaw -——- book--net--small--say--it's a gorgeous dividing line---

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--Gnaw--Book--Small--Say--Net--- It's a gorgeous dividing line-

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Ah Ku took the secret of her survival and buried herself in the ground forever.

She remembered that when Ah Ku was alive, she liked to listen to her sing and watch her laugh the most.

She wanted to sing to Ah Fu, but the voice squeezed out of her throat, dry, hard to hear, hard to hear. She wanted to laugh, but she cried.

She hugged the bag of steamed buns that were already cold, and walked out of Luoyang City while crying.

A gust of wind blew, and she was forced to retreat down the road. The wind blew on the body one by one, like a steel knife through the bones, and the pain was endless, and finally numb.

She was finally seventeen years old again.

She was wearing a snow-white short shirt, a long green skirt, and an oil-paper umbrella, standing in the smoke and rain of Gusu.

Long hair hangs down the shoulders, and the eyebrows are quiet.

A man in a silver brocade robe with handsome eyebrows walked towards her with a smile.

He held out his hand to her in the distance.

She smiled and reached out to grab his hand, but it was empty.

The rain drifted from behind the man, and he began to retreat, and kept back.

She panicked and ran after him desperately, reaching out to grab him over and over again, but always empty.

The man smiled at her, "Look, you can't catch up with me." ”

The wind stopped raining, Mu Dianke opened his eyes suddenly, and the spiritual platform was clear.

The temples are slimy, the collar of the clothes is soaked, and the neck is cold.

She didn't reach for it, letting the warm liquid trickle out of the corners of her eyes and into her hair bushes. The temperature dissipated into the air, and it was icy cold.

She remembered it all!

remembered that when she was eight years old, she held the rag doll given to her by Jin Yanchen and sat at the city gate waiting for him to come back. Thinking of Mu Cangping's recollection of the corpse of the Jin family's mother and son from Cangguidu, he touched her head and said earnestly: Little Si'er, forget it...... You are the Mu family, you are not surnamed Jin......

She remembered the inexplicable smile before Li Mulian fed her the medicine, the appearance of being scorched and in pain, and the misery and despair in Jin Lianyin's eyes...... There is also the fire in Luoyang City that reflects half the sky!

It turned out that she had never forgotten. She just didn't want to remember.

She was dumbfounded, and gently hummed the children's song that her grandmother Min Rou taught her to sing when she was a child.

Just like many nights in the past, she was cold and afraid, so sad that she couldn't sleep, so she would sit on the Gobi under the moon with her legs crossed, crying and singing:

It's dark, don't be afraid, there's a big moon in the sky;

It's dark, don't be afraid, there is a mother in your dreams;

It's dark, don't be afraid, the clouds and rain will be your companion;

……

It's dark, don't be afraid, it's dawn as you walk.