Chapter 183: Memories of the Past (7)
Chapter 183: Memories of the Past (7)
Just when the Great Elder gathered the aura in his right palm, a halo of light suddenly condensed in the stone cave, and the dark light flowed between the light and shadow, and the fluorescent sky was floating and floating, instantly illuminating the entire stone cave.
Chu Mo walked side by side with Yun Lingxiu at this moment.
There were frequent discussions around him, and almost at the same time, Chu Mo raised his head and saw the stone statue that gradually showed its original appearance in the fluorescence, and his heart was shocked.
The stone statue had a face similar to his own, with a bright and unparalleled smile, like the morning sun, like the glow of the sun. The eyes are warm and firm, with full confidence.
Heroic, heroic and resolute.
That stone statue...
What that stone statue looks like... Isn't it exactly the person I want to be day and night since I was sensible?
As if he was hit head-on, Chu Mo suddenly felt a suffocation in his chest, and only stared at the slightly squinted eyes of the towering stone statue not far away, as well as the light in his eyes.
So splendid, so rippling... Just like the sparkling look in his eyes when he first met Yun Lingxiu.
Chu Mo walked forward in a distracted manner, not noticing the raised stones in front of him.
"Be careful!"
Yun Lingxiu also kept staring at the stone statue not far away, listening to the discussions of many disciples of the same clan, and scratched his head quite puzzled, "It's not like it..."
He couldn't help but remind-
"Be careful!"
However, it was too late.
Chu Mo tripped over the raised stone, and the moment his body fell downward, his mind returned to his body, and in a panic, he reflexively stretched out his hand to the stone wall next to him.
The stone wall that looked extremely smooth and clean, but there was a sharp bulge in the piece that Chu Mo stretched out his hand to support, which knocked her palm straight to pain. Ignoring the pain, she held on to the sharp bulge to slow the fall.
At the same time, Yun Lingxiu dodged and reached out to support her.
"What then?!"
Chu Mo stood firmly, and then heard the exclamation of the Yun disciple in front of him-
"What's that?!"
In the midst of the glittering light, the stone statue slowly vibrates.
After a white light, on the stone altar, a light lit up in the eyes of the smiling stone statue. The original brown stone statue seemed to be infused with aura, and suddenly had a color from top to bottom, and it became vivid and vivid - black hair like splashed ink, surprisingly bright eyes, red lips and delicate red clothes, clean and neat, heroic posture, and the whole stone statue was imposing.
Everyone couldn't help but feel a little respect in their hearts.
And in the void in front of the stone statue, some images suddenly flashedβ
A gentle and kind voice sounded slowly, and an antique wooden mansion appeared in everyone's field of vision. The house is full of red silk hanging, the red carpet is long, and the big red word "Xi" is everywhere.
"Comb to the end. Comb it twice until the white hair reaches the eyebrows. Three combs, comb to the ground with children and grandchildren. β
A woman in a maroon dress held a wooden comb in her hand, looked at the face of the girl in the bronze mirror with a smile, and gently passed the wooden comb through her long black hair, combing it little by little, combing it as she went, and muttering words in her mouth.
The girl's face, though immature, was clearly the woman on the stone altar, and before everyone could be surprised, they heard the girl's voice.
"I don't want children and grandchildren to be all over the ground."
The girl pursed her lips dissatisfiedly, reached out and curled up a strand of long hair on her chest, looked at herself in the mirror, and played with it for a moment.
The woman who combed her hair was well-maintained, with a ruddy complexion and proper light makeup, and a gentle temperament that was hard to ignore. Even when he heard such words, he just smiled softly, picked up the girl in a wedding dress, scratched her small nose, and said angrily, "Silly child." β
The girl didn't think so, stuck out her tongue at her mother, and then turned her arms around the bronze mirror, looked at it for a while, her face was full of joy, and asked, "Mother... Am I good-looking? β
When she said this, the girl exuded a dazzling light all over her body, her eyes were full of sparkles, and there was a hint of the shyness of her daughter's family, and she looked at her mother expectantly.
The woman's eyes smiled into a fold, nodded again and again, and said with a smile, "It's beautiful... Pretty! My daughter is the best-looking..."
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At this point in the picture, a bright and festive red suddenly covered the entire sight.
The sound of joy is staccato and chirping.
The picture shook for a moment, and then the red slowly moved back, revealing the shape of a carriage. The cars are all decorated with red silk, and on the left and right sit three young women in rose-red gauze skirts, wearing red velvet flowers and holding red feather umbrellas, their faces full of joy.
When she turned her head to look at everyone, she was shocked, and the woman who was closest to her reached out and covered the red in front of everyone's eyes, and said with disgust in her mouth, "Miss, on the wedding day, it is unlucky not to wait for the groom to remove the red hijab!" β
It turned out that the red that everyone saw at the beginning was this red hijab.
"What a rule! I don't believe it! β
With this sneer, the red hijab was ripped off again.
"Miss... On the wedding day, it is always a blessing for you and your uncle......" The little girl half-covered her mouth and smiled proudly, and pulled the red hijab again, "Uncle will hear the movement in the carriage later, because I am worried that you will come in and take a look..."
The girl laughed, "That really became a joke in Ninghua Palace..."
"I don't care if he's laughed at or not..."
Although the girl sitting upright said this, she never pulled off the hijab.
β¦β¦
"It's an illusion!"
Seeing this, the Yun Clan's disciple immediately understood, "This is the memory of the Mucuna Divine Being!" β
Yun Nuo stared at the illusion, motionless as if he had been tested on the immobilization technique, tears gradually in his eyes.
Although the interior furnishings are only shown, there is still a red and bright festive face. A few short sentences of dialogue, with both the girl's coquettishness and the heavy sweetness.
The intense joy seemed to be about to leak out of the illusion, and everyone in the cave almost held their breath, for fear of breaking the warm joy of this scene.
"One worships heaven and earth, two worships the high hall, and husband and wife worship each other!"
Everyone didn't have time to think about it, and the picture in front of them changed again. In the red lobby, the big "Xi" was hung high in front of the hall, and the two newlyweds finished saluting and slowly got up.
The bridegroom helped the girl beside him very carefully and got up together.
When the groom stood up and turned around, the Yun family saw the long-awaited man's face clearly-his face was exquisite, gentle-looking, mild, and the whole person looked gentle and elegant, full of jade-like warm temperament.
The young Yun disciple had never seen the Demon Venerable, and based on the legend and the picture in front of him, he concluded that this person must be the legendary Demon Venerable, Xiao Yunfan.
I saw Xiao Yunfan gently lift the bride's hijab and put her head under the hijab. The girl who was as warm as jade looked at the bright girl in front of her with affection, and at such a close distance, each other's breaths seemed to be entangled.
The girl who has always been bright blushed unconsciously, and the groom looked at the girl in front of him, judo, "Hitomi... You are my only darling in this life. β
(End of chapter)