Junnan oak is dreaming again.

The same scene, the same people, the same blurred faces.

Only this time the difference was that the girl in red was sitting alone on the rolling stones by the waterfall, looking at the flowing waterfall water, in a daze, as if she wanted to cut off the waterfall with her eyes.

Without the person who looked the same to guide him, Jun Nanli's consciousness wandered in his dream and did not dare to step forward, he didn't know how to greet the girl in red, and he didn't know what identity and tone he should use.

He stood alone not far from the girl in red, even if he could only see the slim back, he didn't feel bored, and he didn't feel that he was wasting his time standing here.

The consciousness of his brain was as if it had been emptied, and at this moment he couldn't even remember the girl's name, but he vaguely remembered that the person's name was related to the dream scene.

The waterfall hits the boulders at the bottom of the cliff under the turbulent waterfall, and the slowly decelerating water converges to form a clear and transparent stream, which moistens the flowers and plants on both banks, and the red flowers and green leaves are really lovely.

The stream raises delicate flowers, and the delicate flowers reflect the selflessness of the stream, so it might as well be called "stamens".

Jun Nan Li was taken aback by his thoughts, and what surprised him was not that he actually used the dream scene to name people, but that such a thing seemed to have happened in his memory, but the specific details seemed to have been maliciously erased, and he couldn't remember it.

"Master, the big villain, said that he would come to the valley to see Rui'er, it's been almost half a month, let alone people, and I haven't even seen a single figure. It can't be that you're going out to have fun alone behind my back. The girl in red sitting on the rolling stone suddenly happened, pulling back Jun Nanqi's thoughts that she was about to swim to the edge of the sky.

What kind of valley is it? It can't be the Valley of the Medicine King. However, the medical skills of the Medicine King Valley are passed on to men but not to women, and Bai Ze is not close to women, and he has never heard of any girls around him.

Obviously, the master in the mouth of the girl in red would not be Bai Ze, the heir of the Medicine King Valley, who would it be? Why did these two people who had nothing to do with him appear in his dreams so frequently.

For some reason, he always expected that the girl in red would be his apprentice in the dream, and he had doubts in his heart, but he did not insist on destroying the order of the dream, but found a shady place to sit and watch the changes.

The pebbles rippled across the stream, the big circles gradually rippled apart, and the lark circled and landed steadily opposite the girl, and its slender paws grasped the pebbles lying in the stream with their half-bellies exposed, and called out twice affectionately.

Jun Nan Quercus was unintentional, but he listened to the call of the lark more and more felt that something was wrong, although he was a high-ranking official and powerful, but he was also close to nature, but close to him, he was not strong enough to understand what the bird language meant.

But now it was different, and when the lark's words fell into his ears, he didn't think it was so difficult to understand, just like human words, and he knew it when he pondered it.

"Rui'er, how are you doing lately? Don't forget to be the first to do it. Jun Nan Oak listened carefully, only to find that what the lark said was an ancient text, so although he heard it at first, he couldn't understand it for a while.

He was facing the stamen and the lark that could speak ancient Chinese, leaning on the torso of the tree and adjusting to a comfortable position to watch all this, and he thought to himself that if he was lucky today, maybe he could clear the doubts in his heart before the dream was over, and determine who the master of the flower stamen was.

Hua Rui communicated with the lark for a while, and Jun Nan Quercus can basically get a few pieces of information, one is that this lark is Hua Rui's senior sister, although I don't know why it is the state of a bird. The second is that the master went out to bring medicine to the stamen, which can delay the life of the stamen and preserve her spiritual power, and the master has been bringing the medicine for ten days and half a month, although the stamen does not have too much desire for medicine, but she still can't rest assured that the master has not returned for a long time.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have bothered Master to go to such great lengths to find his miracle medicine for me, and it would have saved him from the possibility of accidents when he was out and about. Anyway, I've lived for a thousand years, and how can I live in this world, it's just so sad, but what if I can't continue?"

The lark was anxious, and the speed of his speech became faster, "Senior sister, why did you say this, you have become an immortal for thousands of years, and now you abandon it, won't it be the end." Thou Ke remembers what the master said, and never give up for less than a moment. This protégé is going to rebel first?"

Senior sister's soul asked to make the stamen silent, not to mention the stamen, even Jun Nanqi, who is usually quick and quick, was silent, who can understand this ancient text, this chat is also embarrassing the stamen.

He couldn't see the face of the stamen clearly, he could only vaguely see the general outline of the facial features on the human face, and several times in and out of such a dream, he found that the mosaic that seemed to block the face was dissipating little by little, which made him feel that he might be lucky enough to enjoy the beauty of the flower girl in the near future, which was also a good thing, Jun Nan Oak silently remembered it in his heart.

After a period of time was extraordinarily quiet, except for the sound of rushing water and the sound of stones falling into the water and the sound of the water surface colliding with each other, there was no other sound, listening to this harmonious natural melody, Junnan Oak was a little sleepy, this mountain and this water and this scene, so that his body and mind were in a state of extreme comfort and relaxation.

The stamen and lark didn't seem to feel his presence, and they wouldn't even look in his direction with a single look, so it could be said that no one bothered them.

Jun Nan Oak yawned and decided to take a nap before Master Hua Rui came, and it was really worth the loss if he worked hard in his dream.

......

After a while, Jun Nanqi's sleepiness had gradually risen, and just as he was about to fall asleep, he heard a familiar voice, he opened his eyes suddenly, and quickly looked for the person who had the same voice as himself.

The person who caught his eye was none other than himself, and he didn't look very elegant this time in white, but with the indispensable feeling of being a man in a hurry.

Hearing the flower stamen call himself in his dream "Master" vividly, Jun Nan Oak's heart has indescribable emotions.

There is the joy of guessing, the trouble of having an apprentice for no reason, and the confusion caused by this absurd plot.

"Why am I the master of the flowers? Why did I not even feel a sense of disobedience when she called me in the dream, and even a little sense of déjà vu. What is the relationship between me and this flower girl?" Jun Nan Oak asked a series of questions to herself, and finally ended with the most central question.

"The so-called day thinking, night dreaming. Could it be that this girl is right next to me?"