Xu Ran had a dream, a long dream.

She dreamed of her grandfather and her parents, who had vague memories of her.

They are all still alive, they did not die because of the plane crash, and they are still by their side.

Her parents watched her grow up and sent her to school, and her mother softly sang nursery rhymes in her ear and held her hand to teach her to write on paper.

Her father always had a serious face, but there was a deep doting in his eyes.

Her grandfather always taught her to know all kinds of medicinal herbs, as if he wanted to train her to be a little miracle doctor.

But she always couldn't remember, and her grandfather would always tempt her with all kinds of things, promising her different rewards for how many medicinal herbs she knew.

So she can always remember some simple medicinal herbs, and proudly ask for credit.

Xu Ran forgot that she had encountered the system, she lived an ordinary life in her dreams, but she didn't know why, she always felt that this was not her life.

Because of this feeling, Xu Ran refused anyone's pursuit in his dream life, and was still single under the pressure of his parents' urging to marry.

She's been chasing that feeling all her life, trying to find her own life.

She made a lot of friends, did a lot of work, traveled a lot of places, she searched, and asked herself over and over again what she was looking for.

This is obviously her life.

Why do you feel that this is not your own life?

She even kept wondering if she was sick or delusional.

She lived a depressed and painful life in her dreams, living in sadness every day, she didn't know why she felt this way, she didn't feel a little happy, but she never told anyone.

She was distressed and depressed, she didn't know who to tell, she had made a lot of friends, she asked a lot of people tentatively, but no one felt the same way as her.

She fell into self-doubt again, repeatedly.

As time passed, her grandfather was the first to leave her, and then her parents, her friends, and slowly all died.

Xu Ran has experienced a lot of pain, every time a loved one dies, she is heartbroken, Xu Ran doesn't want to see her relatives die again, she wants to stop all this, but she can't stop it.

I could only watch my relatives and friends stay away from her one by one.

But Xu Ran got to the appearance of white hair, she felt that she was finally about to be freed, she was waiting, she was waiting for death day by day, but what made her panic was that her life was not over, Xu Ran panicked every day, she was waiting for death, she felt that she did not belong here in her life.

She wanted to die, to prove that this was her life......

But Xu Ran didn't know that at this moment, her soul was floating in a blue lake, and there was a trace of black qi overflowing from her soul.

Her soul was thin and seemed to melt into the blue waters of the lake at any moment.

And in this lake, there is not only Xu Ran alone, but also some people's souls are floating on this lake.

And everyone's soul is entangled with this black qi, how similar is their demeanor to Xu Ran's, and their faces are sad.

Above the lake, there was a man standing in the air and a woman sitting cross-legged, this man was Mr. Jing whom Xu Ran had once seen.

Mr. Jing's expression was indifferent, holding the ring ruler in one hand, and the other end of the ring ruler was placed in the palm of the other hand, and he patted it lightly from time to time.

Another woman sitting cross-legged, with a waist and sideburns, moth eyebrows, and a bright complexion, dressed in a white ancient dress, with a simple silver hairpin in her hair, with a detached and ethereal temperament, holding a pipa in her arms, and a pair of white and slender hands kept plucking the strings......

As the woman plucked the strings, the space did not make a sound, but the lake rippled as the woman plucked the strings.

And the black qi that was wrapped around Xu Ran's soul slowly rose into the sky, of course, the rest of the people were no exception, the black qi accumulated more and more, forming a huge black mist in mid-air, surging in mid-air.

Mr. Jing is still an elegant scholar, stretching out his hand, a ring ruler slapped towards the black mist, and the black mist was scattered at once, but the black fog soon gathered together again and competed with the ring ruler.

Mr. Jing's face was expressionless, silently watching the ring ruler and the black mist compete, and then the movements of the woman in white on the side stopped, holding the pipa and sighing, "They woke up again?" ”

The voice of the woman in white sounds like water and song, clear and beautiful, so that people can hear the voice, and a stunning woman can unconsciously appear in people's minds.

Mr. Jing snorted, "The seal is about to break." ”

"Oh......" the woman sighed sadly.

"Some of them will be busy in the future, and it will be very difficult to seal them again." Mr. Jing glanced at the black fog in the air.

Then Mr. Jing looked at the woman again and said, "What about you, you have been guarding the Jingling Lake here for so many years, do you want to go out and have a look." ”

"After a while, all of a sudden, so many taskers will be infected." The woman whispered, her eyes looking at the soul in the lake.

"I don't have anything else to do when I go out, it's better to be clean than here." The woman in white seemed to think of something, and smiled wryly.

"The seal is about to be broken, at least one of them has already woken up, there must be some movement, not unexpected." Mr. Jing said lightly.

"What then? Give the quest a resistant. The woman said worriedly, "Otherwise, I will always be sent to the Pure Spirit Lake, and I will never be busy." ”

"Besides, the nascent system and the tasker can't cope with this kind of thing." The woman in white added.

Mr. Jing stretched out his hand, the ring ruler emitted a soft white light, the black mist slowly disappeared, and Mr. Jing said lightly: "Look at it again, this kind of thing that can't be killed is the most annoying." ”

"Yes, but we can only be on opposite sides forever, and we don't even have to talk, which is really worrying." The woman in white frowned slightly.

"Alright, I'll go first, and when the infected things in the souls of these taskers are removed, you can let their system send people away." Mr. Jing said.

"Okay." The woman in white stood up, looked at the souls in the lake and sighed, "These people have been blessed by misfortune, and they will be of infinite use in the future by washing their souls in the Pure Spirit Lake." ”

"Everything has survived, and during this time, because of the awakening of those people, the plane has been wiped out of many missions, but it has really suffered a group of people." Mr. Jing said expressionlessly.

"It's always negligent, first strengthen the seal to prevent the rest of the people from waking up, buy a little more time, everyone get ready."

"I have something to do, so I'll go first." Mr. Jing dropped this sentence and his figure disappeared.

The woman in white looked at the wandering souls in the lake, sighed, and began to pluck the strings with her knees crossed, and the blue water of the lake rippled slightly.