Mercy turned to look at me: "You come with me"

I nodded and followed her into the house. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

There is a bed in the house, a table and chair in front of the bed, and a jade bottle on the table, and a red manzhu sawa is inserted in the bottle, which is quite charming.

Yu Lian spread out the broken book on the table and turned the first page, the content on it was blurry, but a lot of words could be vaguely seen, and there were not many consequences of the erosion of time.

"One Pre-Forecast"

What caught my eye was the words depicted in faint red ink, which I couldn't understand.

"This is the first article" You pity touched it, "The treasure of the year was divided into several parts, no one knows, it has been circulated in the world for a long time, I don't know how many people want to pursue, but to no avail"

With that, I followed her gaze to the first page and the second side of the broken book.

There was nothing on it, except for some moldy black dots.

"Huh?" Seeing this, Yu Pian was suspicious.

"Could it be ......," I thought for a moment, "and the ink has dried up and disappeared?" ”

As soon as she heard what I said, she looked at me with an expression that looked like a fool, and only after a long time did she say, "This is a book from heaven, you say that you are ruining it, do you know?" ”

I shook my head ignorantly and motioned for her to continue.

"When dealing with unusual things, you have to use unusual methods" Yu Pian smiled indifferently, and the wrinkles on his face were piled together.

She then plucked a petal from Namanju Sawa and placed her hand on the blank side.

There was a gurgling sound, and the petals turned into thick water and seeped into the paper, and the paper rose a colorless and odorless white smoke, and the scene was very strange.

After a long time, the smoke cleared from my eyes, and the blank side was revealed, and there was a dripping handwriting.

The handwriting was in cursive, which seemed to be quite hurried, which made people see the heart and lungs accelerating.

"Jun."

Only a monotonous word made Youlian gasp.

I opened my mouth to ask, but she interrupted me with her hand.

"This is ......," she murmured, plucking a petal from Manju Sawa and handing it to me, "put it down"

I did so and gently placed the cold petals on my hand.

There was no reaction on paper, and the word "Jun" remained monotonous.

I was stunned for a moment, looking at Youlian in confusion to see how she reacted.

She gritted her teeth and grabbed my arm violently, slashing her fingernails across my palm, and a few drops of blood dripped onto the paper.

I subconsciously withdrew my aching hand and screamed.

Before I could blame her, the sudden reaction on the paper distracted me.

A red light floated by, and the thin fragment of the book "swished", turned into ashes, and disappeared from our field of vision.

When the book vanished, a ray of light appeared where it was staying, burrowing into my ears.

"It's done," Yu Pian's pupils shrank, and he said excitedly.

"How...... What's going on? I asked, feeling the sudden boiling sensation on my body, my face flushed.

Leaving a look of care for yourself, you slammed into the house, and closed the door of the hut.

There was a strong burning sensation in my body, and this time it was not just my face that was red, but even my whole body began to turn red.

I collapsed on the bed and removed all the clothes from my body, but it still didn't relieve the heat, and even worsened.

I opened my mouth and screamed, exhaling a few puffs of black mist and a little flame.

I felt my hair start to burn, and my scalp was about to melt away along with my brain.

After a long time, there was a cold feeling in my internal organs, as if my protest had taken effect, and the burning on my body faded, and it was replaced by another guy who made me want to die.

Compared to winter swimming in the cold, this is a feeling that even ghosts can't bear - endless cold.

It's like falling into the abyss, not only the cold that is exposed to winter, but also the cold that no one understands when you are lonely.

Finally, I tried the so-called two heavens of ice and fire, even in this environment, it really made me extremely happy, so cool that I lost my mind.

"Sit still and stand up, nothing can stand"

There was an old voice in my ears, and I dragged my tired body to do it subconsciously, and miraculously lifted my upper body.

"Open your eyes to the world, and raise your soul in the underworld"

Another call made me slowly open my eyes, and I stepped into a different scene.

The white mist, the endless white mist, seemed to make me in the fairy world, and I was refreshed for more than a star.

I was standing naked in this sacred place, and I was walking around, when suddenly a wrinkled hand was placed on my shoulder, and I was startled.

"Who are you?" I quickly turned around and asked in surprise.

The person standing in front of me, with a flowing black and white robe, white sideburns, and a long white beard, made me feel a little familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere.

"Jun," the old man smiled at me and confided a word.

I listened to his inexplicable language, coupled with this strange costume, most of which was not small, so I bowed my hand respectfully and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"You ......," he hesitated, "can't you remember the old way?" ”

When I heard this, I tried to recall all the impressions in my mind, but I couldn't come up with a reason, so I shook my head helplessly.

He stroked his long beard and patted me lightly on the head, and a scene flashed through my mind.

In this scene, I turned into a small body, lying on a tree stump, facing two people, one old and one young, dressed in black and white robes.

And this old man is the white-haired old man, and this scene makes my memory clear in an instant.

I silently lowered my head, and after a long time, I opened my mouth and said to him, "It's you."

"Hmm" the old man smiled, the crow's feet squeezed together, and said to me: "It's good to think about it, the old man is still afraid that you will be lost in the long river of those years forever and never turn over."

"What do you mean by that?" I was at a loss.

"I went to great lengths to create you, but they buried you for hundreds of years, so if it doesn't fall, what does it matter?" The anger on the old man's face was revealed, and his white beard stood up.

"I still don't understand what you're saying, can you make it clearer?" I was impatient, and I couldn't bear the riddle.

"Reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, but cause and effect are evil, and it really affects dozens of generations invisibly" He sighed and put his hand on the top of my head, "It's not too much to let you know some of the past"

His hands were cold, and when they touched my scalp, it made me feel like I was being empowered, as if my brain was stuffed with countless memory fragments.