For a long time, I just walked forward in a daze, thinking nothing in my mind.

I didn't even doubt the man in front of me if it was an elaborate deception or a subtle illusion.

The silver moonlight sprinkled on his body, and the pebbles on the ground had a soft light.

This road is sandwiched between rockeries, but the more you go, the brighter it becomes, and you can see a full moon in the sky, which seems to be bigger and brighter than elsewhere.

The surrounding mountains and rocks are steeply erected, green vines climb vines, and the empty space that is enclosed is round dozens of steps, like a small courtyard, the moon hangs overhead, and the stone bench and stone table are silver and shiny.

"Sit down."

Lei Fang was placed on the stone couch next to him.

Everything here is made of stone, stone couches, stone tables, stone benches, but it is like a small living place. But...... But how can such a place be inhabited? I couldn't help but look up again.

As if he knew what I was thinking, he smiled and said, "It's not going to rain here, it's not going to drench me." ”

I felt something choke on my throat, and my palms sweated a lot, so I wiped it on the hem of my clothes, and sat up straight, but my eyes didn't dare to look him directly.

Although I don't regret choosing to cultivate illusions, whether in my previous life or in this life, I still can't help but be in a trance at this time.

It is difficult to distinguish between the real and the false, and the real and the false are mixed.

He sat down across from me and looked at me carefully, "Well, your eyes haven't changed, they're still the same—I've thought about what you'll look like when you come back, and I've thought about it many times, and each time it's different." Sometimes I even think that if my daughter comes back as a man, will it be a daughter or a son...... Now I finally let go, my daughter is still a daughter. I didn't become a son. ”

"You ......" My voice was so strange that I felt strange to hear it, trembling and sharp, "You know...... Will I come back? ”

"Although your body is destroyed, but your soul is not gone, you will naturally come back." He brushed away a wisp of hair from my forehead, revealing a slightly shocked look: "What's wrong with you?" Why are you looking at me like that? ”

"I don't even remember anything else. My name is Qi Sheng now, and I used to ...... Is it called Wu Ning? ”

If he says he's got the wrong person at this point, I don't know what to do.

"Unexpectedly...... I don't even remember. His gaze was filled with deep sadness, but then he turned his head away. He bowed his head and said, "Yes, you were originally called Wu Ning." ”

"Hmm," I nodded. In a trance, he said, "Now my name is Qi Sheng." ”

"You don't remember your past life, why did you come back?"

I...... Remember a little bit.

I remember the light of my blood when I was dying, my handwriting did not change, and I came back here again and again in my dreams.

But I couldn't say a word.

The man in front of me, really. Is it the father?

I don't remember the past, will he still recognize me?

Is he a living man, or is he a ghost?

I took a cautious look underground, and the moonlight dragged a gray shadow on the ground - if there was a shadow, it wouldn't be a ghost.

In fact. Even if it's a ghost, what does it matter? I was also a man who died once, wandering in the barren mountains during that time. Consciousness is shaky, and it's similar to a ghost.

"In my dreams, I saw a little bit of ...... I saw the banyan tree in front of the court full of flowers, saw Wu Zhen, and ...... The sentence you wrote to me in the study. ”

I don't know if I'm a guest in my dream.

I watched him quietly. The father's eyebrows and eyes were a little different from what he saw in the dream, and he looked thin. There is also an indescribable indifference, I don't know why, I always feel that the person in front of me is not real...... It's like a shadow, a painting, a memory......

I don't have a sense of reality.

Even though it was so close, it was so close that you could touch it as soon as you stretched out your hand, and you could feel your body temperature. But I felt so far away that I couldn't do anything.

There are too many questions, too many panics. I felt trapped in a sturdy shell, boiling and rotting inside, but I couldn't break through that shell no matter what, and I could not express all the doubts in my heart and what I wanted to say.

He reached out and grabbed it out of thin air, and a scroll of paintings appeared in his hand.

My eyes widened and I didn't see what he was doing.

This...... Is this what Wu Zhen taught me the art of hiding and extracting things? But my father showed it, so lightly and without any traces.

"Look."

He placed the painting on the table and slowly spread it out.

The painting is revealed point by point.

First I saw the skirt and clothes like pink clouds, embroidered with spring cherry blossoms on the placket, and the pale yellow trim, this unusually delicate color is beautiful, but not everyone can wear it.

The painting is finally fully unfolded, and a young girl stands under the velvet tree, smiling and her eyes wandering. She reached out her hand, as if trying to catch a velvet flower falling from a branch.

"Bai Wan?"

My father turned his head to look at me, his brows furrowed slightly: "Who is Bai Wan?" ”

"Yes...... My current master. She was a disciple of the San'in sect and taught me illusions. ”

But Bai Wan on the drawing paper...... It's not quite the same as Bai Wan in my impression.

The appearance can be said to be exactly the same, but ...... The charm, temperament, and eyes of the people in the painting are pure and delicate from head to toe - no, Master Bai Wan does not have such a touching temperament and demeanor, but it is the girl I saw in my dream for the first time who bought Shigong and Yan San'er from the traffickers, which is more similar to the person in this painting.

In contrast, Bai Wan is like an inferior imitation, according to the jade statue of porcelain, although the shape is there, the god has nothing.

I vaguely guessed in my heart, but I turned to him for confirmation.

Father nodded: "This is Wu Ning." ”

I wasn't surprised, I just wondered: "Then, how can Bai Wan ...... What do I look like? ”

"It's not difficult for those who practice illusion to make a fake face." The father muttered for a while: "I haven't seen outsiders for many years, what can this woman do?" How did you become her apprentice? ”

I just felt like my head was about to burst open with so much news.

Father, Wu Ning, Bai Wan, past life, present life...... These many things are like a messy thread, tangled together, inseparable and unable to figure out.

"A-Ning."

"Huh?" I instinctively looked up.

A finger lightly touched the center of my brow, and I listened to my father's voice and said gently, "Close your eyes." ”

A faint cool breath penetrated from the center of the eyebrows, and the mind also settled down. After a moment he removed his hand, and I opened my eyes, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar faces of the people in front of me.

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember the past, let it pass in the past, don't be sad about this."

"But I'm ...... Unwilling. ”

Yes, not reconciled.

In front of his father, the words in his heart were spoken unconsciously.

"All I remember is that I died and there was blood everywhere...... Father, can you tell me why I am discredited and discredited? What kind of person was I in my previous life? Am I really evil, murderous? Why...... Why...... I don't believe I'm going to do that kind of thing, not anyway. ”

"I don't believe it either." There was a hint of pride in his tone: "My daughter, I naturally understand that no matter when you come and what situation you encounter, you will never become like that. ”

"So, what can you tell me about those things?" (To be continued)